Sunday, inside the airport in Country M.
Suisui and Lin Ting walked through the VIP channel and entered the plane directly.
After a while, the plane slowly took off, passing through the clouds and leaving a gaping hole.
"Should we go see her first when we get back?" Lin Ting turned her head and looked at Suisui, who was looking out the window.
Suisui shook her head and stared silently at the clouds outside.
Her long, ink-black hair fell to her chest. She Suisui picked up a strand and twirled it around her hand. Lin Ting saw this and said expressionlessly, "Really not planning to cut it short?"
"No need," Suisui said casually.
"And you, are you planning to go see her first?" Suisui raised her head, looked directly at him, her eyes indifferent.
"No, she probably doesn't want me to go." Lin Ting recalled the last time he went to see her, Lin Wanjun desperately tried to drive him away. She didn't want to see anyone, not even Suisui.
Sometimes when she's sober, she'll cry and say sorry to Suisui, that she didn't mean it.
Perhaps she had always been lucid, but simply didn't want to see Suisui's face, because he looked too much like Jiang Yushi. It was that face that had captivated her back then.
"Aren't you planning to have your little follower come pick you up? I see he likes you so much, why don't we just arrange a marriage between us and you can marry him later?" Lin Ting raised an eyebrow and changed the subject.
Hearing his words, Suisui glanced at him again, her eyes full of speechlessness, and said indifferently, "He's still young, what does he know about liking someone?"
"You're young too, only two years older than him, and you're not cute at all. I really don't know who you take after." Such a poker face.
Lin Ting really couldn't understand why Jiang Yushi, who was clearly a scumbag like a central air conditioner, and Lin Wanjun, who was a cheerful person, would give birth to a little expressionless boy who had hardly ever smiled since he was a child.
"Uncle, what are you thinking about?" Just as Lin Ting was deep in thought, Suisui suddenly blurted out a question.
Looking into Suisui's eyes, those all-seeing eyes, Lin Ting couldn't help but cough twice and quickly said, "I wasn't thinking about anything."
"Oh."
Suisui turned his head to the side. He knew what his uncle was thinking. He was wondering how they could have given birth to someone with a poker face. He just didn't have any expression, so how could he be poker-faced?
"I don't plan to," Suisui.
Lin Ting looked at him in confusion, then realized he was answering her earlier question and couldn't help but chuckle.
" Suisui is back today, can we go pick him up?" Chaochao went to Gu Wancheng's room early in the morning and woke him up.
Gu Wancheng opened her eyes speechlessly and lay down on the bed.
He said weakly, "Do you know where he gets off the plane and what time he arrives? Then go."
Chaochao blinked. Oh, right, he didn't know. He stood there blankly, his face contorted in disbelief.
"Now, turn around and go back to your room." Gu Wancheng got up, shoved a doll into his arms, and dismissed him.
After Chaochao left, Gu Wancheng looked at the person next to her with their eyes closed and was furious. Don't think she didn't know that this person was already awake.
His gaze was fixed on Bo Yizhou as if it were a physical object. He slowly opened his eyes, Gu Wancheng's angry face came into view. He chuckled softly.
"What's wrong? Who upset you?"
Hearing his words, Gu Wancheng became even angrier. Who else dared to provoke me? Who else could it be but him?
Instead of sending Chaochao away after he woke up, he insisted on making him come.
Bo Yizhou reached out and pulled him into his arms, saying weakly, "I was wrong, don't be angry."
Gu Wancheng desperately tried to pupate, but the next second she was tightly bound by Bo Yizhou and unable to move.
Gu Wancheng was panting, her eyes glistening with tears; the struggle she had just endured had left her quite exhausted.
Hearing his heavy breathing, Bo Yizhou's eyes darkened, his expression unreadable, and his hoarse voice rang out. "Don't seduce me so early in the morning."
Gu Wancheng, who had been falsely accused, was filled with disbelief. "No way? Who seduced you? You have a problem with your own thinking, and you're trying to shift the blame to me, you scoundrel."
So Gu Wancheng started struggling again, but her whole body was tightly bound by Bo Yizhou. She stopped struggling after a while, not only because she was out of strength, but also because she felt like she had just touched something shameful.
"What, not moving?" His teasing voice came from beside me.
Gu Wancheng rolled her eyes. "You're the one trying to seduce me."
"So, were you seduced?" Bo Yizhou raised an eyebrow slightly and followed up on his question.
"Barely, barely." The voice was almost inaudible.
Bo Yizhou over and landed on top of him, the two facing each other.
Gu Wancheng was shocked and quickly pushed him, stammering, "W-what are you doing!"
Bo Yizhou grabbed his hand and lifted it up, pressing it above his head, while bending one leg and squeezing it between Gu Wancheng's legs.
She leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Don't you know what I want to do?"
Gu Wancheng blushed and her heart pounded. She didn't dare meet his gaze and said defiantly, "How would I know?"
Bo Yizhou pressed down slightly, gently biting his earlobe, and chuckled, "Did you feel it?"
Gu Wancheng's body began to burn, her whole body went limp, a blush crept into the corners of her eyes, and her voice trembled as she said, "Get off me quickly."
Oh, he can't hold back any longer.
"If you can't help it, then you can't."
Gu Wancheng looked up in alarm. Had he just said it?
Bo Yizhou gritted his itchy teeth, his gaze fixed on his rosy lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "I told you, you're really easy to understand."
Gu Wancheng glared at him angrily, but this utterly intimidating glare excited Bo Yizhou.
To Gu Wancheng's surprise, she kissed him on the lips, and the moment their lips touched, they couldn't stop.
"Hmm~"
"Don't move, relax."
The atmosphere in the room, filled with the echoes of heavy breathing, grew increasingly tense.
"Gently, that's enough." Gu Wancheng said breathlessly, her voice trembling, her hands weakly pushing away the person on top of her, her strength too small, as if it were flirting.
"Not enough."
She could hear Bo Yizhou's sexy breathing in her ear. She raised her hand and gently brushed a strand of hair away from Gu Wancheng's face, occasionally kissing him on the cheek.
"No, that's enough." Gu Wancheng felt like she was adrift on a turbulent sea.
He squinted at the swaying ceiling, his vision gradually blurring, then suddenly opened his eyes wide.
After it was over, Gu Wancheng was almost unconscious. Bo Yizhou went into the bathroom and filled the bathtub with water.
She went out and picked Gu Wancheng up. The moment she touched him, her body trembled slightly, and she murmured, "No..."
"I won't touch you anymore, let's go take a shower," Bo Yizhou said softly.
Gu Wancheng finally relaxed.
He carefully placed him into the bathtub. Upon contact with the warm water, Gu Wancheng let out a soft hum. Bo Yizhou's eyes darkened. After rubbing the marks on Gu Wancheng's collarbone, he quickly cleaned them up and immediately tucked him into the blankets.
The blankets have already been changed; they were changed when I came out to bathe him.
Gu Wancheng rubbed against the blanket, her voice hoarse, "I want to drink congee with preserved egg and lean pork."
"Okay." Bo Yizhou touched his face, then turned and left the room.