Milk dog school bully slaps the face every day

Because there were not many people on board, those young people staggered and played for their own pleasure, staying at the old woman's table, playing and singing frivolously.

Jiang Li put his fingers on Ning Zhen's lap, tapping casually, following the rhythm of these musical prodigal sons, playing quietly.

Now the song has been replaced with a cheerful and popular English song. The elegant old ladies are smiling and clapping their palms to follow the rhythm. Jiang Li's eyes are shining brightly as he looks at the guitar in the hands of the young man at the front.

Maybe because he noticed his eyes, the other party handed the guitar to Jiang Li without hesitation.

Jiang Li was taken aback, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Ning Zhen, as if a child was subconsciously turning his head to ask an adult for permission when he was presented with candy by a strange adult.

Ning Zhen touched the back of Jiang Li's head, as if praising him for being a good boy, nodded with a smile and said, "Go."

Jiang Li nervously took the guitar, and said to Ning Zhen, "Tell them for me that I'm a novice and I'm not very good at it. I hope they don't mind."

Ning Zhen turned around and repeated it to those romantic young people in Paris in fluent and standard French.

Jiang Li thought it was over, but Ning Zhen continued to chat with them, as if he had no intention of stopping immediately.

"What are they talking about?" Taking advantage of a gap, Jiang Li asked curiously.

"I'm saying you're a handsome young man." Ning Zhen said.

Jiang Li: "..."

It's impossible to think about it, because the eyes of those people have clearly changed from "meet a handsome Chinese boy by chance" to ambiguous eyes.

Jiang Li thought to himself, they might think in their hearts, I really didn't expect to meet two male couples from China today, it's really interesting.

Jiang Li finally tuned up the guitar, plucked it a few times with his hands, sat on the high chair opposite Ning Zhen and said, "Dear Ning Zhen, today, I have a song I want to give you, thank you for loving me."

Ning Zhen quickly stopped the topic of communication, turned her head and stared at Jiang Li seriously, with expectant eyes.

Seeing Ning Zhen acting as if he was waiting for a great musician to play, several young people quickly restrained their playful gestures, and waited for Jiang Li's performance seriously and respectfully.

Jiang Li: "..."

There was a period of time in Jiangli junior high school because I wanted to pretend to be aggressive, so I learned the guitar for a while. Although I was not good at learning, I learned two songs anyway.

One happy birthday and one little star.

So, today he chose a fairly normal one among the limited two songs he knew - Little Star.

Jiang Li was wearing a white workwear style short-sleeved shirt with a slender metal chain hanging from the decorative pocket on his chest. His lower body was black workwear style shorts that just reached his knees. His white skin like milk was exposed. With a delicate and small face, her outfit is milky and cool.

When he put his black baseball cap upside down on his head, with a cold expression, and picked up the guitar, the milk smell on his body seemed to be put away in an instant, leaving only the domineering and confident cool cover smell.

He is like a confident musician, even if he performed to several young and old ladies on a cruise ship on the Seine, he exudes the self-confidence of a hall-level musician from his bones.

The atmosphere is very bluffing.

The wind on the banks of the Seine gently blows around his hair and cheeks. In the sweltering afternoon, in the open-air restaurant of a cruise ship, in such a romantic and calm afternoon, doing such a romantic thing.

Different ambiguities lingered where the eyes of the two met. Ning Zhen smiled and raised his mobile phone, took a few photos and uploaded them to the WeChat group of the two families.

The tune of Little Star is simple and popular. Even if young people don't understand Chinese vocabulary, they can still understand that he is playing Little Star.

The young man who handed Jiang Li the guitar muttered, "Oh, did he play it wrong on purpose?"

Ning Zhen next to him; "..." Maybe not.

After a while, another young man whispered, "I'm looking forward to his adaptation."

Ning Zhen thought to herself, Little Star is the little star that Chinese children can sing, don't expect it, there will be no adaptation later.

At the end of the song, the young people finally realized belatedly that they had been deceived by Jiang Li's aura. This handsome and powerful Chinese boy was actually a half-player who could even play a few wrong notes.

After the talk, Jiang Li shyly returned the guitar to Ning Zhen, and plunged into Ning Zhen's arms, embarrassed to come out.

It's too embarrassing to pretend to be aggressive in front of professionals.

Several young people laughed, Jiang Li blushed with embarrassment, and looked up in embarrassment.

After a while, everyone saw that he was really embarrassed and dispersed. Jiang Li lay in Ning Zhen's arms, and suddenly heard several consecutive ding dong.

Jiang Li touched Ning Zhen's pocket, took out his mobile phone, and found that there were more than a dozen unread messages among the two families who love each other.

Jiang Li turned on the phone suspiciously, and said, "Why are there so many unread messages all of a sudden?"

With that said, click on the wechat group.

a lovely family:

Ning Zhen: [Picture x3]

The big beauty: [Wow, my son is so handsome!These long legs! 】

Little Fairy: [My godson is so good-looking!Holding a guitar is really cool. 】

President Jiang: [handsome]

Mr. Ning: [hmm]

beauty:【……】

Little Fairy: [perfunctory]

Big beauty: [don't care]

Ning Zhen: [hmm]

Jiang Li: [No more love]

The family chatted happily for a while, and Ms. Wen said that she was going to bed, and it was almost early morning in China.

After finishing the chat, Jiang Li leaned on Ning Zhen's shoulder to look at the scenery.

At this time, there were more and more people on board, and the dining tables around them were also full of people.

Among the noisy crowd, Jiang Li suddenly noticed a pair of unusual lovers.

Those were two old people supporting each other, and they were still carrying reusable bags in their hands, obviously they came to cruise on a temporary basis.

The two old men had curly white hair all over their heads. They supported each other and sat in the corner where the cruise ship had just come up. They held hands and watched the sunset together in the sultry evening wind.

"They are so kind." Jiang Li murmured.

"What?" Ning Zhen asked.

"Those two old people, they are also lovers, they have been together for many years, will we be like them in the future?" Jiang Li's eyes were full of innocence.

Ning Zhen looked at the two elderly people at the corner of the cruise ship, they were a couple of elderly homosexuals.

The years have left irreversible marks on their bodies, but their elegance and elegance are still there.

The two old people held hands, watching the sunset slowly going down together, smiling and talking, one person was telling a story to the other, one was listening to the other, the atmosphere was so harmonious that no one else could get in .

"Yes, we will go to Baishou hand in hand." Ning Zhen hugged Jiang Li's head sideways, kissed his mouth and said.

Jiang Li turned his head to the side, and looked at Ning Zhen enthusiastically with his eyes. Suddenly, he wanted to make love with Ning Zhen very much.

I want to be one with his real body and soul, and become the same individual.

Ning Zhen felt that Jiang Li's ardent gaze was going to burn him, so he lowered his head and kissed Jiang Li's lips, comforting Jiang Li's thriving emotions time and time again.

"I love you so much." Jiang Li hugged Ning Zhen and kissed back, softly.

"Well, I know." Ning Zhen said hoarsely.

The wind on the banks of the Seine was mixed with water vapor, and the night was getting darker. The two were dining on the boat. When they heard someone talking next to them, they realized that the Eiffel Tower would only be lit at nine o'clock and ten o'clock in summer. They came too early. .

At seven o'clock in the evening, after the two finished their dinner, they were about to start thinking about whether to disembark.

After all, they had been sitting on the boat for three hours, and it was a bit unbearable to sit any longer.

When the cruise ship docked next time, the two disembarked and walked slowly along the north bank of the Seine.

"Why don't we find a small bar to sit for a while, it's near here, maybe we can come out and take a look when it lights up." Jiang Li suddenly had an idea and suggested.

So, the two temporarily took out their mobile phones to search for the bar closest to the Eiffel Tower, and finally they found a rooftop bar where the Eiffel Tower could be seen from the top.

There was a resident singer singing popular songs with a guitar in the bar. This time, Jiang Li didn't dare to go up and make a fool of himself. He chose a seat with the best view, nestled in Ning Zhen's arms, sipping a cocktail while playing with his mobile phone .

Since it was still early, they decided to watch a movie on their phones on the terrace of the rooftop bar.

"Well, it's too romantic." Jiang Li leaned his head on Ning Zhen's shoulder, looking at the little stars in the sky, and said suddenly, "I really want to rent a car with you, just drive all the way, keep going, drive To no-man's land, to the sea, to a place where flowers are everywhere."

"We can hang out under a starry sky, open our hoods, take out our tents, and just kiss in the middle of nowhere, DOI, do whatever we want."

Ning Zhen's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he suddenly stood up from the chair.

Jiang Li was unprepared and almost fell to the ground.

"Ning Zhen? What are you doing?" Jiang Li wrinkled his delicate nose and said.

"Jiang Li, let's go." Ning Zhen said hoarsely.

"Where are you going?" Jiang Li asked in a daze.

"Go to no man's land, to the sea, to a place where flowers bloom all over the hills." Ning Zhen bent down and said, looking straight into Jiang Li's eyes.

Jiang Li stared blankly at Ning Zhen, seeing him approaching his ear slowly, uttering three vulgar words in a hoarse voice.

"Go to you." After finishing speaking, Ning Zhen raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp.

At that moment, looking at Ning Zhen's red eyes, Jiang Li felt that his blood was boiling.

They drank all the wine in their glasses, they didn't wait for the moment when the Eiffel Tower lights up, but they were going to find their own starry sky.

It may be far away, or it may be right in front of you.