Wei Chuan held Meng Tang’s hand and left the airport through the VVIP private passage.
There was a matte black Phantom parked at the entrance of the passage. It was a car sent by the hotel.
Stepping out of the air-conditioned terminal building, a heat wave and humid sea breeze hit our faces.
The driver opened the back door for the two of them. Once the door was closed, it was like entering a soundproof cabin.
Wei Chuan inserted the straw into the iced coconut green prepared on the armrest and pushed it over.
Meng Tang lowered his head and held the straw in his mouth, and the cold and refreshing sweetness instantly filled his mouth.
There is no stickiness of industrial syrup, only the freshness and sweetness of sugar cane, with a little astringency of grass.
Meng Tang stirred the ice cubes with a straw, turned to Wei Chuan and said, "It tastes good."
Wei Chuan picked up his iced coconut and drank it slowly.
About forty minutes, the Roman column arcade of the hotel appeared in Meng Tang’s perspective.
The room Wei Chuan booked was a suite with a full sea view of Victoria Harbor. They walked through the splendid high-ceiling lobby and entered the elevator to reach the 26th floor.
Meng Tang pushed his suitcase to the end of the bed and couldn't help but come to the panoramic floor-to-ceiling window.
The weather was not so good today. Meng Tang looked back at Wei Chuan and said, "It looks so ordinary."
Wei Chuan walked over, put his arm around her waist, and said almost close to her face, "The night view is beautiful."
Meng Tang: "Then, can you see the night view from your room?"
Wei Chuan shook his head: "This is the master bedroom. The guest bedroom is very small and faces the night view of the city."
"Is the bed too small?" Meng Tang was afraid that his 190cm tall man wouldn't be able to stretch his legs, and he was also afraid that he wouldn't be able to see the night view of Victoria Harbor. "How about I switch with you."
Wei Chuan tilted his head. , rubbed her face: "This is your first time here, of course you are the main one, it doesn't matter to me." Meng Tang was slightly dazed, she was too embarrassed to monopolize the beautiful scenery alone.
Wei Chuan chuckled and revealed his true intention in her ear: "How about I sleep with you tonight?"
Meng Tang turned around quickly.
Standing still, Wei Chuan kissed her on the lips and said, "Just sleep, I promise not to do anything."
Meng Tang glanced back inexplicably, and saw that the bed in the master bedroom was very big. Even if she and Wei Chuan slept together, they could still be lying apart from each other.
Seeing her relaxed expression, Wei Chuan hugged her waist and shook her: "Is that okay?"
He really didn't want to do anything to Meng Tang, he just finally came out and didn't want to be separated from her in two rooms.
Even if they are playing with their mobile phones separately, as long as they are together, he will be happy to bubble up.
Meng Tang bumped his head: "Is it what you want?"
Wei Chuan leaned over and was about to kiss him when there was a knock on the door.
He looked back unhappily, sighed, walked over and opened the door.
The butler was waiting at the door with a three-story dining cart and said that he had prepared afternoon tea for them.
Wei Chuan asked people to come in and took Meng Tang to the viewing couch.
Meng Tang’s eyes fell on the bone china cup and saucer. Wei Chuan saw that her eyes were still and he pushed the passion fruit macaron on the top in front of her: "What are you looking at?"
Meng Tang pointed to the bone china cup and saucer: "Blue and white branch pattern."
She has been exposed to the folk craft of wood carving since she was a child, and her familiarity with traditional culture is better than many people.
Sometimes I feel friendly when I see it, and blurting it out is not a show off, it is natural.
Wei Chuan was not disappointed after eating a Macron: "What's the meaning?"
Meng Tang smiled: "The pattern structure is continuous, which means endless life."
Wei Chuan nodded: "These four words are very vital."
"You are right." Meng Tang took a bite of the original scone, "Endless life is a secret thread that runs through the philosophy of traditional Chinese culture."
Continuation of life, cultural inheritance, artistic creation... can all be summarized in these four words.
Meng Tang smiled at Wei Chuan. She did not say this to others easily, because many people were impatient and did not understand.
Before she even started talking, others said she was pretending. She had suffered such a disadvantage when she was in junior high school.
The Chinese teacher made a mistake in explaining the Fang Sheng pattern and Suozi pattern. She pointed it out and was severely criticized.
Even so, she still stubbornly said that the teacher was wrong. In the end, it was Meng Yuchun who went to school to support her.
Thinking of this, she looked slightly lonely.
Wei Chuan wiped his mouth with a napkin, walked over, and sat down next to Meng Tang: "What are you thinking about?"
Meng Tang shook his head, stuffed another macaron into his mouth, and said, "Nothing, just thank you for telling me this."
Meng Tang had already seen that Wei Chuan was tolerant of whoever he liked.
"Okay, tell me." Wei Chuan coaxed her gently, "Don't keep everything in your heart."
Mengtang said: "Actually, I don't hold things in my heart, and I don't say it's because I'm not here. That’s all.”
“Then what do you care about?” Wei Chuan poured Darjeeling Spring Picks into her tea cup, “Try it.”
Meng Tang lowered his head and took a sip, and said, “I care about you.”
When she said this, she looked at the amber tea soup and the tips of her ears turned red.
Wei Chuan stared at the delicate lines of her profile and laughed: "You've almost coaxed me into an embryo."
Meng Tang laughed: "How can I describe this."
Wei Chuan sighed, hugged Meng Tang and stayed quiet for a long time, and said, "I hope you can tell me whether you are happy or unhappy."
"Yes." Meng Tang turned away, "I rarely feel unhappy."
Because she is relatively indifferent, she doesn't care about many boring things and people at all.
Wei Chuan went around the back of her neck, pinched her earlobe, and said, "We won't go out tonight. We will watch a movie in the house after dinner. Go to bed early and take you out to play tomorrow."
Meng Tang put down the tea cup and asked him: "You haven't said where we are going to play yet?"
Wei Chuan smiled and said, "You will know tomorrow."
Meng Tang rolled his eyes. , asked: "You're not going to take me to a luxury store, are you?"
"I'm going to do this too, but not tomorrow." Wei Chuan said, "Go shopping the day before leaving, and then buy something for a couple to wear. "
Meng Tang took his hands and put them together for comparison: "It's also a couple's jewelry. You play basketball and I carve wood carvings. It's not convenient to wear many things."
"Then let's buy some more clothes." Wei Chuan went around her neck, held her finger and played with it, "You can wear this, right?"
Meng Tang nodded: "This is fine."
Since he was not allowed to buy it and would have to make a fuss, Meng Tang agreed immediately.
Wei Chuan snorted: "That's about the same."
"Get out of here." Meng Tang clapped his hand, "I'm going to pack the suitcase and take out all the things. My phone is about to run out of battery."
Weichuan rolled his eyes: "I'll get the suitcase too, and pack it with you. You promised me to sleep with you at night, so don't regret it."
"Wait a minute." Meng Tang held his wrist, "Don't bring your suitcase over. You should go to the second bedroom to take a shower at night."
"Okay." Wei Chuan said, "I Let’s go and pack the suitcase too.”
“Well, let’s go.”
Meng Tang hung up all the clothes in the suitcase and sorted them into sets, so that he would not be busy the next day.
The phone had just been charged, and Xie Lingyin sent a picture to the dormitory group.
Meng Tang opened it and saw that the building had white walls and green tiles, and the cornices were upturned. It was obvious that he had arrived at the first stop for collecting scenery.
Yang Ke quickly picked up and sent a picture of his two nephews and himself with disheveled hair.
Meng Tang was immediately amused, why is he so pitiful?
Then, Yang Ke said again: [For the sake of money, labor and management tolerated it. ]
Shi Lan: [Oh, making money is really harder than eating shit. ]
Yang Ke: [Get out of here. 】
Shi Lan posted a picture of herself wearing old lady's floral trousers, sitting on a bamboo chair and munching watermelon, which is endlessly indulgent.
She liked Meng Tang in the group: [You can also take a photo and show us HK. 】
Meng Tang: [There is nothing to see, the weather is not very good, and the sea is gray. ]
Xie Lingyin boldly opened the mic: [It may be inconvenient to shoot. 】
Meng Tang immediately unplugged the charging cable of his mobile phone, took a 360-degree video of the room and sent it.
Xie Lingyin posted a laughing emoticon.
Meng Tang recharged his cell phone and didn't even bother to talk to them.
Wei Chuan knocked on the door at this time: "Meng Tang, we went to the restaurant."
Meng Tang replied in the group: [Went to eat. 】
She was too lazy to bring her cell phone while it was charging.
Meng Tang and Wei Chuan went to the night view restaurant on the 28th floor together. After the sky darkened, the skyscrapers on both sides turned into flowing lights and shadowed the sea.
Wei Chuan took out his mobile phone and said, "Let's take a selfie."
Meng Tang leaned over, held his face with one hand, and tilted his head to look at the camera.
Wei Chuan took several pictures in succession and had a dinner for more than two hours. It was not until Meng Tang had finished sitting that the two of them returned to the room.
"You go take a shower first." Wei Chuan did not follow her into the room, "I'm going to take a shower too."
Mengtang felt nervous for no reason, she nodded pretending to be calm and returned to the bedroom.
Wei Chuan lay on the bed in the guest bedroom and pulled out Meng Tang's photo from the album.
He doesn't know how to retouch pictures, so he searched for photo retouching tutorials on the Internet. After a long time, he just added a filter.
Meng Tang finished taking a shower and dried his hair half-dry.
She was afraid that Wei Chuan would come halfway, so she quickly changed into her pajamas and put a dry towel on her shoulders.
Just after getting the hair dryer, there was a knock on the door.
Meng Tang had no choice but to open the door. Wei Chuan, wearing pajamas with wet hair, smiled at her: "Find someone to blow dry your hair."
Meng Tang stepped aside slightly: "Come in. "
Wei Chuan pushed her into the bathroom: "I'll blow dry you first."
"I'll blow it for you first." Meng Tang said, "You have short hair, so go and play with it after you finish."
Wei Chuan didn't say anything. He took her arm, turned her around, grabbed her waist, and carried her onto the washstand.
Meng Tang looked at him puzzled: "What are you doing?"
Wei Chuan gave her the hair dryer: "Blow it for me first."
Meng Tang had no choice but to turn on the hair dryer and blow it on his short, half-dried hair.
The warm wind blew, revealing his smooth and plump forehead.
From top to bottom, there was no imperfection. Meng Tang suddenly raised his hand and scratched along the root of his mountain.
Wei Chuan grabbed her hand, opened his mouth and bit her fingertips.
Meng Tang shook off his hand and said with a guilty conscience: "Don't make trouble, I'm drying my hair."
Wei Chuan laughed angrily: "Why don't you make trouble with me first?"
Meng Tang touched his short hair and turned off the hair dryer: "It's done, you can go out first."
Wei Chuan took her down, took her arm and stood her back to him, and said, "I'll blow it for you, don't move."
Meng Tang looked at the person in the mirror, smiled, and didn't move again.
He was much taller than himself. Meng Tang looked at the man who was seriously drying his hair in the mirror.
A bit clumsy, but surprisingly it didn’t hurt her hair.
After about twenty minutes, her hair was almost dry. Wei Chuan put away the hair dryer, lowered his head and kissed her neck.
Meng Tang felt itchy and shrank to the side.
Wei Chuan laughed, took her wrist and said, "Let's go to sleep."