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Cutting his nails with his fingers, "Weren't you there in Beijing last time?"

Tang Yi suddenly fell silent.

Song Yuran's heart turned cold, remembering that Tang Yi had been hurt badly in Beijing, and quickly turned to look at him.

Tang Yi lowered his head thoughtfully.

"Candy?"

"Huh?" Tang Yi suddenly raised his head.

"Back in Beijing...I'm really sorry..." Song Yuran frowned and looked into his eyes.

Tang Yi was still thinking about his father, but Beijing was brought up.To be honest, thinking about it now, he still felt a little angry, he broke free from Song Yuran's hand, showed his little claws that he hadn't finished cutting, glared at Song Yuran and said, "Next time, it's not just about grabbing one thing! "

Song Yuran was amused by his "fierce" threat, grabbed his hand and kissed him, "Okay, my kitty." After finishing speaking, he began to seriously cut Tang Yi's nails.

Seeing his focused expression, Tang Yi rested her chin on his shoulder contentedly.

It seems that Grandpa didn't say anything, so let's keep this secret for him for two days.

Since Tang Yi's ATP ranking has entered the top eight, he began to prepare for this year's year-end finals.At the same time, Song Yuran is also carrying out the rehabilitation plan in an orderly manner.

If all goes well, Song Yuran will come back in next year's clay court season, but this matter is still kept secret.

Tang Yi was always very angry about what his grandfather did before, but he forgave them because he let Song Yuran complete the operation.

Tang Yuelan would come to visit Song Yuran at home from time to time, euphemistically called "taking care of the wounded", but in the end when she came, Song Yuran would cook more often.

Two more coaches were added to the family, and the three of them trained together even more lively, but after a few times, Tang Hui never trained with the two of them again.

As soon as Song Yuran walked off the field, Tang Yi quickly handed it over with a towel, and the two exchanged a kiss on the sidelines.

It was Tang Yi who came on the court instead, dribbling the ball with a forehand, and his movements were chic.And every time he turned his head to look at Song Yuran after playing a basket of balls, their gazes would raise the temperature of the entire court by two degrees.

Tang Hui was very worried that their coach would not be able to bear it. Just as he was distracted, the two of them were already sitting on the bench talking and laughing.

Song Yuran took the towel very naturally and helped Tang Yi wipe his sweaty hair, and Tang Yi sat there obediently.After he finished wiping, Tang Yi took advantage of the fact that the coach wasn't looking, and quickly leaned up to kiss Song Yuran's cheek, and then wiped the sweat from his own face onto his face.

Song Yuran smiled dotingly, reached out and pinched his ears, and said something, Tang Yi made a grimace and stuffed him with the water in his hand.

Tang Hui was very blind, turned and left resolutely.

Tang Yi was still a little worried about Song Yuran's knee, so he reached out and touched it lightly.

"How?" he asked.

Song Yuran put his hand on the back of his hand, "I feel much better recently!"

"Well... that's good!" Tang Yi turned his hands over and interlocked his fingers, "I must be stronger, and I will never lose to you, the 'wounded', next year!"

Song Yuran looked at him with a smile: "I'm also looking forward to my Tangtang defeating me!"

For this year's birthday, Tang Yi got a white racket with Song Yuran's name engraved on it, and Song Yuran also exchanged for himself a black racket with Tang Yi's name engraved on it.

With the year-end finals approaching, eight of the world's top players appeared in London, and Song Yuran returned to Tang Yi's side, and various speculations began to spread on the Internet.

In the pre-match interview, some reporters still asked Tang Yi insinuatingly.

The night before, Song Yuran had already expected such a situation, so he asked Tang Yi for his opinion on whether he wanted to accompany him there.

Tang Yi nodded with certainty, and at the same time asked him a little nervously how to answer if there was any situation.

Song Yuran immediately understood what Tang Yi meant. He reached out and touched the top of his hair, looked at his beautiful amber pupils and told him, "Your thoughts are my answers."

Tang Yi hugged him tightly.

Both the camera and the microphone were aimed at Tang Yi, he calmed down and said in his heart: "If there is another false report that spreads rumors that my boyfriend and I broke up, the Ritter family's legal counsel may talk to you."

The scene was silent for a second, and then the frying pan exploded.

On the same day, Tang Yi and Song Yuran were listed in the trending searches again.

However, in order to make amends, under the threat of Tang Yi, my uncle sent people to control the trend of public opinion on the Internet, and all the media received a huge sum of money and a "sympathy letter".

So the first same-sex couple in tennis came out in the year-end finals.

Tang Hui leaned on the sofa and looked at his phone, "Yang Yang, when do you think we will make it public?"

"What to disclose?" Yang Yang was tidying up the table obsessively.

"Our relationship!"

Yang Yang's subordinates paused, "What's the relationship between us!?"

"Hey," Tang Hui put down the phone and turned in front of him, "You said 'we', so it's alright?"

"Bah!" Yang Yang blushed, threw down the rag, got up and pushed him towards the door, "Get rolling."

Tang Hui let him push him all the way back, and when he was approaching the door, he grabbed his arms and turned around, pressing Yang Yang against the door instead.

"You..." Yang Yang was caught off guard for a moment, and he firmly grasped his wrist.

"Brother Yangyang," Tang Hui tilted his head and smiled, "You also promised me in London! You can't abandon me in London five months later."

"Who's in London..."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Hui kissed him back.

Yang Yang's wrist was restrained and he couldn't break free, and Tang Hui's kiss was extremely aggressive and skillful, two or three kisses made Yang Yang dizzy.

After the kiss was over, he licked his lips and let go of Yang Yang, who pushed him away.

Yang Yang said in embarrassment: "If you kiss me again suddenly, I will, I will..." He "just" for a long time without "just" coming out.

Tang Hui rubbed his red lips with his hand and smiled, "Then I'll tell you before I kiss you next time."

Yang Yang looked at his beating smile and said angrily, "Get lost!"

After getting the new "lucky racket", Tang Yi was in full swing. He won three games in a row in the group stage and entered the semi-finals, and finally lost his wings to Lopez.

In the year-end finals, Tang Hui successfully defended his title, and his title of world No. 12 came to No. [-] weeks.

After the game, Tang Hui booked two boat tickets and wanted to force Yang Yang to go on a cruise together for vacation.

He thought he did it without anyone noticing, until the day he boarded the ship, he saw his younger brother wearing a white kitten T-shirt and golden yellow shorts at the pier in Miami.

Tang Yi was wearing sunglasses, her golden-brown curly hair glowed faintly in the sun, she was carrying a backpack, and she had a camera hanging around her neck.Standing next to him was a Chinese man who was a little taller than him, also wearing sunglasses, the same white cat long-sleeved shirt, and beige casual trousers, neatly dressed, holding a huge suitcase in his hand.

"Brother!" Tang Yi waved to him excitedly.

Tang Hui's white eyes rolled up under the sunglasses.

Yang Yang got out of the car behind him. Before seeing the two people on the opposite side, he reached out and took out the backpack and hung it on Tang Hui's right shoulder, and took out the camera and hung it on Tang Hui's left shoulder. The two suitcases that were taken out were also handed over to Tang Hui.

"Let's go!" Yang Yang put on his sunglasses and put his hands in his pockets.

"Brother Yang Yang!" Tang Yi shouted again.

Yang Yang froze in place all of a sudden, and followed the prestige.

Song Yuran also waved to him.

Yang Yang quickly took a suitcase from Tang Hui's hand, and walked towards the two with a natural expression.

Passed the security check smoothly, got the boarding pass, and the four of them took the elevator to the room.

Tang Yi's excitement has not yet passed, "Uncle is so kind! He even booked a cruise for us!"

Tang Hui gritted his teeth and forced a smile, thinking that luckily he wasn't on the first floor, otherwise he would have gone back and assassinated the uncle.

Tang Hui and Yang Yang got off the elevator on the fifteenth floor, while Tang Yi and Song Yuran's room was on the sixteenth floor, a senior suite at the bow.

Luggage has already been sent to the room.As soon as the door was opened, Tang Yi ran to the balcony, and the blue sea was endless. There were still six hours before the boat sailed, and he couldn't wait for the first date after confirming the relationship with Song Yuran.

Tang Hui opened the door, and their room was at the stern, with a huge balcony to see a large area of ​​scenery, but there was only a big bed in the bedroom.

Yang Yang turned around and was about to go out, "Didn't you say there are two beds?"

Tang Hui immediately stopped in front of him, "Maybe my uncle made a mistake!" He grabbed his arm, "It's okay, I'll be honest when I sleep at night so I won't squeeze you."

Yang Yang looked at him incredulously for a while, but decided to change the room. He called the front desk to inquire, but was told that there was no room left.

Tang Hui immediately began to help him pack his things, "Yang, are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?"

Yang Yang sat on the sofa and watched him busy, still very upset.

Tang Yi had already tidied up, and he was lying on the big soft bed stretched out, and his whole body sank into it.

"This bed is so soft..." He stretched out his hand and patted it.

"Really?" Song Yuran walked over, and couldn't help laughing when he saw Tang Yi sinking down.

"Come on, come up and try." Tang Yi looked at him.

Song Yuran knelt down on one knee, leaned over Tang Yi and looked at him, "It seems to be quite soft."

"Really." Tang Yi closed her eyes comfortably.

"Would you like something to eat?"

"Hmm..." Tang Yi opened his eyes and put his arms around his neck, "I heard that there is an ice cream store here that is very delicious, why don't we go out for a walk?"

"Okay." Song Yuran lowered his head and kissed him, then reached out and pulled him up.

After Tang Yi put on his hat and sunglasses, Song Yuran took his hand and went out together.

The two walked all the way to the elevator.

Tang Yi was inexplicably worried, "What if someone recognizes me?"

"Haven't we made it public?"

Tang Yi's face was a little hot. Although he looked fearless when he said it, he still had some concerns.

Song Yuran knew his worry, and the incident at the airport was still vivid in his memory, so he took his hand and kissed the back of his hand, "Don't worry too much! It's not the peak season now, not to mention that this route is relatively biased. "

"Hmm..." Tang Yi looked up at him.

The elevator just arrived, the elevator door opened, and an Asian woman came out, who froze when she saw Song Yuran.

Song Yuran was also stunned, how could it be such a coincidence?

"Little rain?!" The woman took off her sunglasses.

Song Yuran did not respond to her.

Tang Yi looked back at him curiously and then at the woman.

"Yuting, what's wrong?"

Behind her walked out a pair of hale and hearty old couple.

Without saying a word, Song Yuran pulled Tang Yi around the three of them and entered the elevator.

The woman frowned as she stared at the hands they were holding.

作者有话要说：度假约会去啦~感谢在2020-07-2502:08:35~2020-07-2720:47:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of paper kite kite kite;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

☆, ice cream

Tang Yi could feel that Song Yuran was holding his hand tightly, and his whole mood was depressed.He pulled Song Yuran, "Brother Yuran?"

"Huh?" Song Yuran turned his head.

Tang Yi looked into his eyes and didn't speak, Song Yuran knew that he was waiting for him.

He sighed and said it with great difficulty: "That is my mother."

"Ah..." Tang Yi made a good guess, he knew how much Song Yuran hated his mother.

He also knew that if this knot was not untied, there would always be a hurdle in Song Yuran's heart.

Seeing that he was silent, Song Yuran knew that he was worried about him, so he leaned over and kissed him, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, it won't affect our vacation."

Seeing his forced smile, Tang Yi reached out and pulled his face, pouted and said, "Brother Yuran must only think about me from now on!"

"Okay." Song Yuran was finally amused by him.

The commercial street on the fifth floor is real and prosperous, comparable to the famous commercial districts on land. Luxury stores stand across the street, and there are a variety of products in it.

There are tall green plants in the middle of the street. If you don't look carefully, you will feel that you are still standing on solid land.

Tang Yi was only interested in eating. He asked several people along the way, and finally found the "Jenny" ice cream he had been coveting for a long time.

Tang Yi pointed to the colorful ice cream in the refrigerator and ordered six balls, and Song Yuran took out his room card to pay.

The waiter sprinkled nuts, cranberries, and colorful rice on the ice cream, and Tang Yi's eyes lit up.

The two walked out of the commercial street, found a reclining chair in a place with few people on the deck and sat down.

Tang Yi turned the brim of the baseball cap to the back of his head, took off his sunglasses and hung them on his clothes, and began to eat ice cream seriously. A few disobedient curly hairs came out of the holes in the hat, which was extremely cute.

He dug a spoonful of the pink one into his mouth, tasted it, "Hmm...strawberry flavor."

Then he dug another spoonful of dark brown and handed it to his boyfriend's mouth. Song Yuran took a sip, "Chocolate."

Tang Yi took another mouthful of the white yogurt flavor, then scooped up the light yellow one and handed it to Song Yuran.

Song Yuran was about to eat when Tang Yi's spoon turned and sent it into his mouth precisely.

"Hmm... vanilla." He closed his eyes and raised his head, like a food connoisseur.

Tang Yi dug another large spoonful of light brown ice cream, and on the way to hand it to Song Yuran, his greedy mouth controlled the direction of his hand again.

As soon as he put the ice cream into his mouth, Song Yuran grabbed his wrist, the spoon was pulled out, and his soft lips covered it.

The ice cream that was too cold made Tang Yi's mouth half open, and the other party's tongue took the opportunity to slip in. The cold sweetness melted on the hot tip of the tongue, and the aroma of wine and fruit spread out. The thick cream spread between the two of them. The lips and teeth are tangled.

"Hmm...whiskey taste..." Song Yuran licked his lips and said.

Tang Yi blushed and gasped slightly.

Song Yuran poured the almost half-melted ice cream into his mouth, put the box on the ground, then took Tang Yi into his arms and kissed her again.

The sharp contrast between an exceptionally cool kiss and the hot chest made Tang Yi's scalp tingle, but he was addicted to it.

Sweets really make people feel good. Song Yuran greedily tasted it in his mouth. He couldn't tell whether it was the sweetness of the ice cream or the sweetness of his sweets. He really wanted to eat him.

When the remaining half box of ice cream melted and turned into hot milk, they finally separated.

"Ah, my ice cream!" Tang Yi took a sip with a sad face...it was so hot...

Song Yuran laughed out loud.

After Tang Hui finished his work, he ordered some food and delivered it to Yang Yang.

A whole seafood pizza, fresh scallops and shrimp wrapped in thick cheese, bright in color and attractive in smell.

When a small piece was taken out, the quality of the cheese could be seen from the broken roots. Yang Yang took a bite and was surprised for a moment. When he finished eating a piece, his face finally eased.

Tang Hui heaved a sigh of relief, as expected of a familiar chef, he was still reliable.

"How?" Tang Hui asked tentatively.

"Hmm..." Yang Yang nodded with feigned reserve, "Not bad!" As he spoke, he couldn't help but went to take another piece.

Tang Hui opened a bottle of white wine and poured a glass for Yang Yang, "This is the best Chardonnay on board."

Tang Hui knew Yang Yang's taste well, Chardonnay with seafood cheese.

Yang Yang took a sip in satisfaction, and his mood gradually improved.

The setting sun came in through the huge glass, dyeing the white furniture in the house into warm orange, and Yang Yang's face seemed to be stained with crimson from the sky.

At [-]:[-], the lights on the shore first came on, and the boat sailed.

The cruise ship sailed quietly into the depths of the ocean.

"The boat is sailing!" Tang Hui lay on the balcony looking at the distant shore.

"The boat is sailing?" Yang Yang seemed to have just realized it. He stood up, his feet were unsteady, and he swayed.

"Yangyang!" Tang Hui quickly supported him.

I don't know if it's Chuanhuang or Yang Yang is drunk, his feet are a little vain.

"Has the boat started?" Yang Yang was also lying on the balcony, looking at the shore in a dazed way, and the little lights fell on his black pupils, which was misty and affectionate.

It appeared that he was indeed drunk.

Tang Hui put his arms around his waist and got very close to him, "Well, the boat is starting, are you looking forward to it?" He turned to look at him.

"Yeah!" Yang Yang nodded, his eyes glowed with excitement, "I look forward to it!" This is his first cruise trip.

The drunken Yang Yang no longer frowned or spoke harshly, and leaned meekly on Tang Hui's shoulder.

Tang Hui smiled softly and turned his head to kiss his side face, "Brother Yangyang, can I kiss you?"

"No!" Yang Yang became serious all of a sudden, he also turned his face to look at Tang Hui, then stretched out his finger and lightly poked Tang Hui's forehead, "Little brat!"

Tang Hui grabbed his hand, turned around and pushed him on the railing of the balcony, twitching the corner of his mouth, "Brother Yangyang, do you want to confirm, am I a kid?" After saying that, he kissed him.

Yang Yang had never kept up with Tang Hui's rhythm, and was always turned upside down by him. This time he was drunk, he couldn't help but fight back.

He couldn't get the initiative with his tongue, so he used his teeth, biting Tang Hui painfully.

"Is brother a puppy?" Tang Hui said angrily, cut his hands behind his back, and bit his Adam's apple when he raised his head.

Licking, biting and kissing again, Yang Yang whimpered unbearably.

The button of the shirt was unbuttoned, and the sharp collarbone caught Tang Hui's eyes. His white and tender skin was once coveted on the court, and a strawberry was branded on his heart.

Yang Yang felt a great threat, so he pushed him away with the last trace of sobriety, "Tang Hui..."

Tang Hui sighed, he still didn't want to take advantage of others' danger after all.

Night finally fell, and the sea turned into a deep and terrifying heavy ink color, as if it could swallow people up at any time, only a little spark was still on the far shore.

Tang Yi and Song Yuran had just watched a performance, and they followed the crowd to the deck at the stern of the ship.

"Brother Yuran, watch the stars!"

Because there are no land lights, the stars on the sea appear many and bright.

"How far are the stars from us?" Tang Yi leaned on the railing and stretched out his hand towards the starry sky.

Song Yuran also lay down next to him and joked: "It's a distance that can't be picked!"

Tang Yi suddenly turned to him, "But I've already picked it!" He looked into his eyes, "My favorite star."

Song Yuran smiled and pulled him into his arms, "Then are you willing to be a star?"

Tang Yi answered his question with a kiss.

With the stars above their heads, the two held hands and walked along the side deck of the ship. There was no need for too many words, and the hearts were connected.

What neither of them expected was that someone would always come to interrupt their vacation.

Liu Yuting was waiting for them at the elevator entrance.

"Xiao Yu, can I talk to you?" Mother whispered and humbled.

"It's not necessary." Song Yuran was cold and decisive.

"Just for a while..." the mother begged softly.

Even Tang Yi couldn't bear it.

Song Yuran still shook his head, "Please don't affect our vacation."

"Xiao Yu..." Mother frowned, "It's not just me, your grandparents also want to see you!"

Song Yuran sneered: "The day you abandoned me, I no longer have any grandparents."

Liu Yuting was at a loss for words for a while, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Tang Yi tugged at Song Yuran's arm, "How about I go with you?" He thought of his relatives, and suddenly felt a little soft-hearted.

Song Yuran looked at Tang Yi, and the child's expectant and encouraging eyes shook his heart a bit.

"Yes, Tang Yi can come too."

Song Yuran looked up at her again.For some reason, he always felt that what his mother said was insincere.

"Brother Yuran?" Seeing that Song Yuran was unmoved, Tang Yi hesitated a little. He tentatively said, "Then...otherwise forget it?"

Song Yuran seemed to have made up his mind, and said to Liu Yuting, "Okay, let's make it clear this time."

Tang Yi frowned, did Brother Yuran intend to completely sever the relationship?

When they walked into the room, the two old men were sitting on the sofa in the living room, and it was obvious that they were waiting for them.

Liu Yuting held Song Yuran's hand tightly and brought him in front of the old man. Her voice was trembling: "Mom and Dad! This, this is Xiaoyu..."

"Quick, sit down!" The old lady got up and walked over.

Song Yuran unnaturally broke free from his mother's hand holding him, turned around, glanced at Tang Yi behind him, and brought him to his side.

"Who is this?" Grandma noticed the foreign youth beside her.

"Ah, I'm Tang Yi!" Tang Yi extended his hand to grandma very politely, "Hi, grandma!" His Chinese still couldn't distinguish between "grandmother" and "grandma".

Hearing him speak Chinese, I was a little surprised: "You can speak Chinese?"

"Yeah!" The young and handsome gentleman gave grandma a hand kiss.

"Ah!" The old lady smiled a little shyly, "Come and sit down!" She pulled each other to the side of the sofa, "Sit down."

Seeing Tang Yi's cute and attentive look, Song Yuran's expression softened, and he said stiffly: "Thank you." But he didn't intend to sit down.

"Why doesn't Xiaoyu sit down?" Grandma took his hand.

It was also because of Yang Yang's grandmother that Song Yuran always felt a little soft when facing an old lady of this age. He hesitated for a while, "Sorry, please call me 'Song Yuran'!"

"Song Yuran?" The grandfather who had been sitting beside him without making a sound finally spoke up, "Tang Yi," he looked at the two of them, "Do you know how much commotion your publicity has caused a few days ago?"

Tang Yi was stunned, even his grandfather knew?

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-2720:47:31~2020-07-3002:40:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of paper kite kite kite;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

☆, the sweetest candy

The two of them guessed that there might be some influence in the country, but they didn't pay attention, out of sight and out of mind.

Song Yuran nodded calmly: "I probably guessed it."

"I know you plan to come back." Grandpa stood up and looked at Song Yuran. "If you still plan to return to the national team, break with him."

Indeed, this kind of thing is relatively well accepted abroad, but in China such disclosure is basically tantamount to suicide.

Song Yuran smiled indifferently: "Mr. Liu, do you have anything else to say? If not, we'll leave first." After finishing speaking, he walked over and grabbed Tang Yi's hand, ready to leave.

"Song Yuran," Grandpa stopped him, "I hope you can think clearly."

"Thank you for reminding me, I love him very much." After speaking, he pulled Tang Yi away.

Although Song Yuran's words moved Tang Yi very much, but Tang Yi was even more worried, the knot became bigger and bigger...

Tang Yi returned to the room with a sad face.

"What's wrong?" Song Yuran hugged him, "Don't think wildly," he patted his forehead, "No one and nothing can separate us, except death."

"Hey!" Tang Yi covered his mouth with his hand, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Song Yuran bent his eyes and kissed his palm, "I love you."

"Ah!" Tang Yi suddenly withdrew his hand back.

Song Yuran couldn't help but laugh.

Tang Yi had already taken a shower and was swiping his phone on the bed. He posted today's ice cream on his Instagram with the caption: "It's been a long time since I ate it, and it feels delicious again!"

Within a few seconds, the comments and likes below skyrocketed.

"Matteo, I love you!" is a routine for fans.

"Hey, why did you post in Chinese today?"

"Is it from Coach Song?"

"The tone is still like Tangtang..."

"Six balls!! Matteo, aren't you afraid of tooth decay?"

Tang Yi looked at Zhile's comments, and casually liked a few.

Suddenly a text message came in, it was my uncle.

"Open the bottom drawer of the bedside table, and I have prepared gifts for you."

Tang Yi turned over and pulled the drawer, "What?" He took out a small box inside.

When he saw the words on it clearly, his face burned instantly, and the phone fell to the ground with a clatter.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, Tang Yi threw the things back into the drawer and put them away, picked up the phone and lay back on the bed with a calm face.

In fact, in this vacation plan, he did think about it for a while.But when he was actually asked to face him directly, Tang Yi flinched a bit.

"What a disgrace." Tang Yi despised himself.

Song Yuran, who was wearing a bathrobe, walked into the bedroom, and Tang Yi's heart skipped a beat.

"What are you looking at?" Song Yuran rubbed his hair, looking at Tang Yi with a serious face, a little strange.

"Ah..." Tang Yi looked up at him, "Just..."

Following Song Yuran's raised hand, his bathrobe was a little loose at the hem, and his chest muscles were faintly visible.

Tang Yi's heart jumped a few more times, and the sentence was cut off just like that.

"Just what?" Song Yuran came over, sat beside him and looked at him.

Tang Yi came back to his senses, "I just posted an Instagram!" He quickly showed Song Yuran his phone to divert his gaze from him.

"Ah... ice cream..."

Tang Yi, whose thoughts were already flying, felt that Song Yuran's words were ambiguous, and that sweet kiss immediately came to mind.

Song Yuran picked up his phone and gave him a like, then got up to dry his hair. When he came back, Tang Yi still held the phone in the same position just now, and he was even more surprised: "Tangtang, what are you thinking? ?”

He didn't know that Tang Yi had already gone through all the possibilities in his mind.

As soon as Song Yuran leaned against the head of the bed, Tang Yi threw down his phone and rushed over.

Always take the initiative!Tang Yi thought to himself.

He probably forgot that he was also very active when he confessed his love back then.

"Tangtang?" Song Yuran was still holding up his phone.

Tang Yi straddled his lap, took his mobile phone away and put it on the bedside table next to him, looked into his eyes and said, "Brother Yuran, I want to stamp you so that we won't be separated." gone."

Song Yuran was stunned for a while before realizing what he meant. He wanted to laugh immediately, but seeing what he said so seriously, he felt his heart move.

"Okay." Song Yuran took his hands, looked into his bright caramel eyes, and kissed his fingers and the back of his hands.

Tang Yi felt that he had probably received a booster shot, and his heart was beating extremely vigorously.

"But are you sure you want to be on top?" Song Yuran turned his hand over and kissed his palm and wrist again, his black pupils became deeper and deeper.

"Yes!" Tang Yi nodded ignorantly.

Song Yuran chuckled, and wrapped his arms around his waist with one free hand, "It will be very tiring up there."

"It's okay! I'm very..."

Before Tang Yi finished speaking, the world was turned upside down for a while, and he was crushed under him.

"Leave the physical work to me."

Song Yuran unknowingly took off the belt on his bathrobe, revealing his white chest, with well-proportioned muscles and full of beauty, like a masterpiece stolen from the Louvre.

Under Song Yuran's steadfast gaze, Tang Yi's face began to feel hot again.

"Brother Yuran, don't look!" He reached out to cover his eyes, but was caught and pressed on the bed.

Song Yuran hooked the corners of her lips, lowered her head and kissed him, and with the other hand she opened the bathrobe and put it on his waist, Tang Yi's body was dyed a light pink, like a cherry blossom blooming.

Song Yuran is especially fond of Tang Yi's lower lip, which is full and soft, especially suitable for kissing and biting.After chasing and dodging, the tip of the tongue was finally entangled.

Tang Yi gently pushed Song Yuran away with one free hand, and a silver thread snapped off.

He panted, "It's not fair, brother Yuran's clothes are still in good condition!" As he spoke, he was about to reach out to pick off the open neckline of Song Yuran's nightgown.

The boat shook suddenly, and Tang Yi pressed his hand on Song Yuran's chest. He was startled, but his first reaction was that it felt good.

Song Yuran took his hand with a smile, untied his belt, took off his bathrobe, looked down at his staring eyes and asked, "Are you satisfied?"

The skin color of the Asian is a light wheat color, his skeleton is bigger than Tang Yi, his shoulders are broad and his waist is narrow, his muscles are neat and sharp, and he is extremely sexy.

Tang Yi felt that his face was extremely red anyway, so he simply nodded, and reached out to touch his long-coveted abdominal muscles.

Song Yuran let him touch her, leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips, his chin, all the way to the back of his ear, and softly called out "Tangtang".

"En." Tang Yi responded to him, reaching out to put his arms around his neck, feeling extremely satisfied.

Song Yuran kissed his neck and collarbone again, and stroked his waistline to his chest with both hands, Tang Yi's body trembled slightly.

The kisses fell one by one, and the red plum blossoms were about to open in the snow.

Song Yuran's hand stroked Tang Yi's skin inch by inch, sparking a prairie fire, Tang Yi involuntarily lowered his head and kissed Song Yuran's black hair.

The gentle kiss went all the way down the body, and Tang Yi's breathing was trembling, "Brother Yuran..."

There was a storm in the sea at night, and the boat rocked gently.

Outside the window is the boundless Atlantic Ocean, and the night is thick, as if there is only this cruise ship and this couple in the world.

The author has something to say: (incomplete)

(I modified it at the end of the previous chapter~)

small theater:

[Tang Poetry and Song Ci] Chaohua:

@甜甜一糖糖: "Have they definitely slept through?" [Picture] [狗头].

The accompanying picture is a group photo of Song Yuran and Tang Yi on the boat.

@小鱼儿心心: "Where did you see that?"

@诗基歌诗: "Guiding the way'@送甜甜甜', there is a process and truth. [狗头]"

回复：“已阅。”感谢在2020-07-3002:40:07~2020-08-0202:34:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of paper kite kite kite;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

☆, blue

The ship headed southeast all the way, the first ray of sunlight in the morning sprinkled on the carpet through the curtains, and the room gradually brightened.

Tang Yi seemed to be disturbed by the morning light, he hummed in dissatisfaction, and slipped into his lover's arms again, Song Yuran embraced him and subconsciously stroked his back soothingly, Tang Yi fell into a deep sleep again.

After strenuous exercise last night, Tang Yi finally woke up from hunger. He was in a trance in Song Yuran's arms for a while, and the discomfort behind him reminded him of what happened last night. Song Yuran's breath fell on his forehead, and Tang Yi watched With his hand still on the other's chest, he blushed secretly.

Tang Yi slightly raised his head to see him sleeping peacefully, feeling sweet in his heart, this person finally doesn't belong to me at all.When he thought of this, he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

His body was clean and fresh, Tang Yi vaguely remembered that he was sleepy last night, and then Song Yuran seemed to carry him to the bathroom to wash, and fell asleep after washing himself.

Tang Yi felt warm in his heart, and leaned over to kiss Song Yuran's chin.

Seeing that Song Yuran hadn't woken up yet, Tang Yi went to kiss his Adam's apple again, drawing circles on his chest playfully with his fingers, and then called out, "Brother Yuran?"

Song Yuran also woke up a little, and reached out to touch the back of his neck and hair.

"Brother Yuran!" He half propped himself up and blew in his ear again.

"Tangtang..." Song Yuran reached out and pulled him back into his arms.

Tang Yi smiled and reached out to scratch his chin again, unwilling to let go.

Song Yuran seemed to sigh, opened his eyes, pressed his hand, rolled over and pressed him under him and kissed him, and said in a low voice, "Don't make trouble."

Both of them were naked/nude/naked, and Tang Yi obviously sensed a change somewhere in someone, so he didn't dare to move any more.

Seeing that he had calmed down, Song Yuran stretched out his hand to touch his waist, and asked, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

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