Chapter 153: Just sleep, promise not to do anything

Wei Chuan held Meng Tang's hand and left the airport through the VVIP private passage.

Parked at the entrance was a matte black Phantom, the car sent by the hotel.

After leaving the well-air-conditioned terminal, the heat wave and the humid sea breeze hit me in the face.

The driver opened the back door for the two of them, and once the door closed, it felt like they were entering a soundproof cabin.

Wei Chuan handed Meng Tang the iced coconut milk that had been prepared on the armrest with a straw inserted.

Meng Tang lowered his head and took the straw into his mouth, and the cool, refreshing sweetness instantly filled his mouth.

It doesn’t have the stickiness of industrial syrup, but has the refreshing sweetness of sugarcane, with a hint of grassy astringency.

Meng Tang stirred the ice 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 later, the hotel's Roman column arcade appeared in Meng Tang's perspective.

The room Wei Chuan booked was a suite with a full sea view of Victoria Harbour. After walking through the magnificent high-ceiling lobby, the two of them took the elevator directly to the 26th floor.

Meng Tang pushed the suitcase to the end of the bed and uncontrollably walked to the panoramic floor-to-ceiling window.

The weather today is not good. Meng Tang turned around and said to Wei Chuan, "It looks normal."

Wei Chuan walked over, put his arm around her waist, and said, almost touching her face, "The night view is beautiful."

Meng Tang: "Then what about the night view? Can you see it from your room?"

Wei Chuan shook his head: "This is the master bedroom. The guest bedroom is very small and has a city night view."

"Is the bed too small?" Meng Tang was worried that his 190cm tall body wouldn't be able to stretch his legs, and that he wouldn't be able to see the night view of Victoria Harbour. "How about I switch with you?"

Wei Chuan tilted his head and rubbed her face: "This is your first time here, so of course you are the priority. It doesn't matter to me."

Meng Tang was stunned for a moment. She felt embarrassed to have the beautiful scenery to herself.

Wei Chuan chuckled and revealed his true intention in her ear: "How about I sleep with you tonight?"

Meng Tang suddenly turned his head.

Wei Chuan kissed her on the lips and said, "Just sleep. I promise not to do anything."

Meng Tang glanced back in confusion. The bed in the master bedroom was very big. Even if she and Wei Chuan slept together, there was still enough distance between them.

Seeing her relaxed, Wei Chuan held her waist and shook her: "Is it okay?"

He really didn't want to do anything to Meng Tang, but he had finally come out and didn't want to be in two separate rooms with her.

Even if they are playing with their phones separately, he is happy to be together.

Meng Tang licked his lips subconsciously and said dryly, "It's up to you."

"Did you really agree?" Now it was Wei Chuan's turn to be dumbfounded. He thought Meng Tang would firmly refuse.

Meng Tang bumped his head and asked, "Is this what you want?"

Wei Chuan moved closer and was about to kiss her when there was a knock on the door.

He looked back unhappily, sighed, and walked over to open the door.

The butler was waiting at the door pushing a three-tiered dining cart and said that afternoon tea was prepared for them.

Wei Chuan asked someone 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 fixed on it and pushed the passion fruit macaron on the top shelf in front of her: "What are you looking at?"

Meng Tang pointed to the bone china cup and saucer: "Blue and white with twined branches pattern."

She has been exposed to the folk craft of wood carving since she was a child and is more familiar with traditional culture than many people.

Sometimes when I see something, I feel a sense of familiarity, and when I blurt it out, it’s not showing off, it’s natural.

Wei Chuan ate a macaron and didn't spoil the fun: "What does it mean?"

Meng Tang smiled and said, "The pattern structure is continuous, which symbolizes endless life."

Wei Chuan nodded: "These four words are full of vitality."

"You're right." Meng Tang took a bite of the original scone. "Endless life is a hidden 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 didn't talk about this with others easily because many people didn't have the patience and didn't understand.

Before she even started talking, people started asking her why she was pretending. She had suffered the same fate in junior high school.

The Chinese teacher explained the square pattern and the chain pattern incorrectly. She pointed it out and was severely criticized.

Even so, she still stubbornly said that the teacher was wrong, and in the end it was Meng Yuchun who went to the school to support her.

Thinking of this, she looked a little 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 a man who would tolerate anyone he liked.

"Okay, tell me." Wei Chuan coaxed her gently, "Don't keep everything in your heart."

Meng Tang said: "I don't actually keep things in my heart. I don't say it because I don't care."

"Then what do you care about?" Wei Chuan poured Darjeeling spring tea into her cup and said, "Try it."

Meng Tang lowered his head, took a sip, and said, "I care about you."

As she said this, she looked at the amber tea and her ears turned red.

Wei Chuan stared at her delicate profile and laughed, "You're almost coaxing me into an embryo."

Meng Tang laughed: "What kind of description is that?"

Wei Chuan sighed, hugged Meng Tang and was silent for a long time, then said, "I hope you can tell me whether you are happy or unhappy."

"Yes." Meng Tang turned his head away, "I'm rarely unhappy."

Because she is a rather indifferent person, she doesn't care about many boring things or people.

Wei Chuan walked around the back of her neck, pinched her earlobe, and said, "Let's not go out tonight. Let's watch a movie in the house after dinner and go to bed early. I'll take you out to play tomorrow."

Meng Tang put down his teacup and asked him, "You haven't told me where we're going yet?"

Wei Chuan smiled and said, "You'll know tomorrow."

Meng Tang rolled his eyes and asked, "You're not going to take me to a luxury store, are you?"

"We have to go for this one too, but not tomorrow." Wei Chuan said, "Let's go shopping the day before we leave and buy some couple's items to wear."

Meng Tang pulled his hands over, placed them together and compared them: "Couple's jewelry, you play basketball and I carve wood carvings, many of these things are simply inconvenient to wear."

"Then let's buy some more clothes." Wei Chuan put his arm around her neck and held her fingers to play with them. "Isn't this something I can wear eventually?"

Meng Tang nodded: "That's fine."

If he wasn't allowed to buy it, he would make a fuss, so Meng Tang agreed immediately.

Wei Chuan snorted: "That's about right."

"Get out of the way." Meng Tang patted his hand. "I'm going to go pack my suitcase and take everything out. My phone's almost out of battery."

Wei Chuan rolled his eyes and said, "I'll get the suitcase too and pack it with you. You promised me that we'd sleep together tonight, so don't go back on your word."

"Wait a moment." Meng Tang grabbed his wrist, "Don't bring your suitcase over here. You should go to the second bedroom to take a shower tonight."

"Okay." Wei Chuan said, "I'll go pack my suitcase too."

"Well, go ahead."

Meng Tang hung up all the clothes in the box and sorted them out one by one to avoid being in a hurry the next day.

The phone had just been charged when Xie Lingyin sent a picture to the dormitory group.

Meng Tang clicked on it and saw the building with white walls, green tiles, and flying eaves and pointed corners. It was obvious that he had arrived at the first stop of his field trip.

Yang Ke quickly responded and sent a picture of his two nephews and himself with disheveled hair.

Meng Tang was amused. Why was he so pitiful?

Afterwards, Yang Ke added: [For the sake of money, I will endure it.]

Shi Lan: [Oh, making money is harder than eating shit.]

Yang Ke: [Get lost.]

Shi Lan posted a picture of herself wearing old lady's flowery pants and sitting on a bamboo chair eating a watermelon, looking very free and easy.

She tagged Meng Tang in the group chat: [Please take a photo and show us HK.]

Meng Tang: [There's nothing much to see. The weather isn't very good, and the sea is gray.]

Xie Lingyin boldly opened the microphone: [Maybe it’s not convenient to shoot. ]

Meng Tang immediately unplugged the charging cable of his mobile phone, took a 360-degree video of the room, and sent it over.

Xie Lingyin sent a laughing emoticon.

Meng Tang recharged his phone and was too lazy to pay attention to them.

Wei Chuan knocked on the door at this time: "Meng Tang, go to the restaurant."

Meng Tang replied in the group: [I’m going to eat.]

Her phone was charging, so she was too lazy to bring it with her.

Meng Tang and Wei Chuan went up to the night view restaurant on the 28th floor. After dark, the skyscrapers on both sides turned into flowing lights and were reflected on the sea.

Wei Chuan took out his 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 photos in a row and had dinner for more than two hours. Only when Meng Tang had sat for a long time did they return to the room.

"You go take a shower first." Wei Chuan didn't follow her into the room, "I'm going to take a shower too."

Meng Tang inexplicably felt a sense of nervousness. She nodded calmly and returned to the bedroom.

Wei Chuan lay on the bed in the guest bedroom and took out a photo of Meng Tang from the album.

He didn't know how to edit photos, so he searched for tutorials online and after a long time, he only managed to add a filter.

After taking a shower, Meng Tang dried his hair half-dry.

She was afraid that Wei Chuan would come over halfway, so she quickly changed into her pajamas and put a dry towel on her shoulders.

Just as I got the hair dryer, there was a knock on the door.

Meng Tang had no choice but to go open the door. Wei Chuan, wearing pajamas and with wet hair, smiled at her and said, "Find someone to blow dry your hair."

Meng Tang stepped aside slightly and said, "Come in."

Wei Chuan pushed her into the bathroom: "Let me dry you first."

"Let me blow your hair first." Meng Tang said, "Your hair is short, so go play by yourself after I'm done."

Wei Chuan didn't say anything. He grabbed her arm, turned her around, pinched her waist, and carried her onto the washbasin.

Meng Tang looked at him puzzledly: "What are you doing?"

Wei Chuan handed her the hair dryer: "Help me blow dry first."

Meng Tang had no choice but to turn on the hair dryer and blow it on his half-dry short hair.

The warm wind blew, revealing his smooth and full forehead.

From top to bottom, every part was perfect. Meng Tang suddenly raised his hand and stroked along the bridge of his nose.

Wei Chuan grabbed her hand and bit her fingertips.

Meng Tang shook off his hand and said guiltily, "Stop messing around. I'm drying my hair."

Wei Chuan laughed angrily: "You were the one who started it first?"

Meng Tang touched his short hair and turned off the hair dryer: "It's dry, you can go out first."

Wei Chuan carried her down, pulled her arm and made her stand with her back facing him, and said, "I'll blow you, don't move."

Meng Tang looked at the person in the mirror, smiled, and didn't move.

He was much taller than himself. Meng Tang looked at the man who was blow-drying his hair seriously in the mirror.

It was a bit clumsy, but surprisingly didn't hurt her hair.

After about twenty minutes, her hair was almost dry. Wei Chuan put away the hair dryer, lowered his head, buried his head in her neck and kissed her.

Meng Tang felt itchy and shrank to the side.

Wei Chuan laughed, pulled her wrist and said, "Let's go to bed."