Chapter 119 Seaside Dating
Seeing the pink suspenders and the fluffy feather-edged hot pants again, Luo Qinglin frowned and said with a sigh, "Are you a pervert? You make me wear this kind of clothes every day."
"Hurry up and change your clothes so we can go out on a date." Jiang Yanyu was in high spirits and had already turned on the camera to adjust the exposure.
Luo Qinglin spread out the suspenders with very little fabric and held them up in the air. The ceiling light leaked down from the ceiling and passed through the hollows between the suspenders of the sweater.
"I won't wear it!" Luo Qinglin crumpled the suspenders into a ball and threw it back to Jiang Yanyu, "Go get another one."
Jiang Yanyu looked at the small suspender in his hand, sighed loudly, turned off the camera, and said aggrievedly, "Well, if you don't want to wear it, then don't wear it. I just want to wear couple outfits with you. I'll go upstairs and change clothes now."
Jiang Yanyu looked at his fluorescent pink beach pants with a reluctant look in his eyes. He stood there and sighed, but refused to go upstairs.
The vixen started acting again. Luo Qinglin snorted coldly, squinting his eyes and urging in a cold voice: "Go up and change quickly."
"Hey, you just said you like me," Jiang Yanyu curled his lips, lowered his gaze, and his eyes were blank, "Oh, men, it's so easy to change their hearts."
The vixen's acting range is getting wider and wider. It is no longer just a simple act of playing the victim and pretending to be aggrieved. Now she has started to act out the sad and abandoned husband style, which made Luo Qinglin clench his fists.
"Can you please stop acting?" Luo Qinglin rubbed the goose bumps on his arms and asked, "Why do you always dress me in strange clothes?"
"Clothes have nothing to do with gender, so why is that so strange?" Jiang Yanyu muttered, "Last time in Paris it was because the weather was cold and you couldn't wear it. Now that the weather is hot, you still don't want to wear it..."
"Okay, okay, this dress is not weird," Luo Qinglin compromised and asked seriously, "I mean, why are you so obsessed with matching clothes for me?"
Jiang Yanyu raised his eyes and glanced at Luo Qinglin, then moved his gaze away, "Because this is my hobby."
"Hobby? What does that mean?" Luo Qinglin asked puzzledly.
Jiang Yanyu coughed heavily, took out his phone and said, "I'm going to show you something. Don't be afraid. After you see it, you are not allowed to dislike me or hate me."
Luo Qinglin frowned and leaned over to see what "good stuff" was on the screen.
Jiang Yanyu clicked on an app he had never seen before. Before the page jumped, he covered the screen and said, "After you watch it, you are not allowed to hate me."
What else needs to be hidden?
Luo Qinglin glanced at the vixen and nodded, "Okay, let me see."
Jiang Yanyu took his hand away, and on the screen was a 3D modeled character based on Luo Qinglin. Next to them are the latest ready-to-wear and haute couture clothes from various brands, so you can change the character's clothes with just a click.
In order to let Luo Qinglin see clearly, Jiang Yanyu changed into several sets of clothes and demonstrated them to him, including the fluffy feather-edged hot pants in his hand.
After watching the costume changes several times, Luo Qinglin couldn't stand it anymore, raised his head and frowned and said: "You, this is your hobby? Where did this app come from?"
"I asked someone to do it." Jiang Yanyu put away his phone, avoiding his gaze, looking a little embarrassed.
"You..." Luo Qinglin sighed speechlessly. He was about to say that Jiang Yanyu was a pervert, but he couldn't say it.
"I know, I'm a pervert,"
Jiang Yanyu lowered his voice and looked at the ground. "You didn't like me before, but I like you, so I have to find some fun. Seeing you wear a shirt and wide-leg pants every day, I want to see what you look like in other clothes."
The vixen's acting skills were improving day by day, and Luo Qinglin could no longer tell whether he was acting or really depressed.
"Alright, alright," Luo Qinglin snatched the suspenders from Jiang Yanyu's hand, "Why are you acting so pitiful? Don't change my clothes secretly on your phone in the future. If you want to see what I'm wearing, just give me the clothes directly."
After saying that, Luo Qinglin grabbed the suspender hot pants and went to the bathroom to change into them quickly.
As soon as I opened the bathroom door, Jiang Yanyu was already standing at the door with a camera in hand.
Seeing Luo Qinglin's fair skin and long legs through the camera, Jiang Yanyu nodded with satisfaction, as if appreciating the results of his own masterpiece.
Luo Qinglin took a few steps towards the door. The fluffy feathers still pricked his legs like last time, making his legs itchy.
"Can you change to other shorts next time? These feathers are really prickly on my legs." Luo Qinglin said with a slightly frown.
"Tie your legs? Then I'll get you a new pair." As he said that, Jiang Yanyu was about to go upstairs to get a new pair of pants.
"Forget it, that's it," Luo Qinglin pulled his trouser legs down and put on the pink slippers prepared by the vixen, "Let's go now, don't waste time."
After opening the door, the salty and humid hot steam rushed towards people. Fortunately, Luo Qinglin was wearing cool clothes, and he felt much more comfortable than when he was rushing on the road just now.
"Where are we going now?" Luo Qinglin asked the camera.
"Let's go to the beach. There will be fireworks on Bochuan Island tonight." Jiang Yanyu looked at Luo Qinglin in the viewfinder, raised his lips and said, "Turn around quickly."
The vixen smiled happily. Luo Qinglin didn't want to refuse, nor did he want to call him a pervert, so he obediently turned around towards the camera.
The fluffy feathers on the shorts fluttered in the wind. Jiang Yanyu hid behind the camera, staring at the legs and said, "BB, you are so beautiful."
The vixen loved to praise people in a half-true and half-false manner, which made Luo Qinglin inexplicably shy.
"So corny." Luo Qinglin turned his gaze forward and walked slowly towards the direction where the sea and the sky met.
The ring road around Hatakawa Island is flat and clean. Just follow the signs and you will soon reach the beach.
As night fell, the sky was filled with a bright moon and stars. Street vendors, couples, parents and children all gathered on the beach, waiting for the monthly fireworks display.
Luo Qinglin thought that his attire would attract attention and he felt a little uncomfortable.
But because Jiang Yanyu was only wearing a pair of fluorescent pink beach pants, the pants glowed brightly in the dark night, dazzling people, so everyone stopped paying attention to him and turned to look at the vixen's sexy pants.
A long commercial street was built on the beach, separating the beach and the ring road into two halves. The smoky smell of grilled seafood drifted out from the street and merged into the scattered lights.
The aroma spread into his nose, and saliva was automatically secreted. Luo Qinglin felt a little hungry and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
Jiang Yanyu didn't answer, but took Luo Qinglin through the winding stalls and walked to a small shop with a clean sign.
"Mr. Jiang!" The shout was full of energy. Luo Qinglin looked closely and realized that this was the bald bodyguard he had seen several times before.
However, the bald man is now wearing a pink apron, and his ferocious face has become gentle, like a retired gangster living a secluded life.
Jiang Yanyu raised her chin, and the bald man brought out a bowl of zucchini and minced meat porridge and a cup of sugar-free mango smoothie.
"It's been hard work." Jiang Yanyu tested the temperature with the back of his hand and checked the temperature before handing the porridge to Luo Qinglin.
Luo Qinglin smiled at the bald man, turned around and walked towards the beach for a distance before asking, "Why is he here? Did you ask someone to rent that store?"
"This is called atmosphere. Do I need to bring my own food when I go out on a date?" Jiang Yanyu sipped his smoothie. "With your broken body, if you really have to eat at a street stall, you'll have to go to the hospital tomorrow."
There is no need to go to the trouble of renting a store...
Although he thought so, Luo Qinglin did not say it out loud. If he says it is unnecessary, the vixen will retort that the money was spent to increase the per capita GDP.
In order to make it easier to drink, the minced meat porridge was served in a cup, and the zucchini in the porridge was chopped into small pieces. After sucking it into his mouth through a straw, Luo Qinglin didn't need to chew it.
Jiang Yanyu always looks frivolous and frivolous, but he is the most caring person Luo Qinglin has ever met.
This kind of attentiveness is never revealed, but is hidden in what he does, waiting for Luo Qinglin to discover it little by little.
"Thanks."
After saying this, Luo Qinglin felt that it was not enough, and he whispered again: "I will definitely exercise more in the future, exercise my body, and improve my immunity."
"You'd better." Jiang Yanyu snorted and continued walking towards the coastline.
The fireworks had already been prepared and placed on the designated platform.
Beer, barbecue, sweat and incomprehensible dialects, a lively crowd gathered in twos and threes, waiting for the fireworks to bloom at the beach.
There were more and more people, and it was so busy that Luo Qinglin was almost knocked to the ground.
Jiang Yanyu let out a light sigh, finished the smoothie in a few gulps, put away the camera, put his arm around Luo Qinglin's shoulders, and held him close to her.
Luo Qinglin subconsciously turned his head and gently sniffed the mint scent that suppressed the smell of fireworks.
I thought that Jiang Yanyu couldn't hear the sound of him sniffing because of the noisy environment, but when Luo Qinglin sniffed, Jiang Yanyu turned his head and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"
"I didn't do anything!" Luo Qinglin quickly turned his head away.
"Nothing." Jiang Yanyu half-closed his eyes, observing Luo Qinglin's slightly red ears, and leaned close to his ears and said, "Luo Qinglin, do you like my smell?"
"That's not your smell," Luo Qinglin felt embarrassed after being caught, "That's the smell of shower gel."
Jiang Yanyu chuckled and said jokingly, "I prefer my scent all over you."
"Boring." Luo Qinglin said with his shoulders hunched and his cheeks red.
The rustling sound of the waves was getting closer.
When we reached the coast, there were people everywhere, feet to feet and shoulders to shoulders, it was so crowded. Jiang Yanyu held Luo Qinglin tightly in his arms, fearing that they would be separated by the rushing crowd.
The hot and humid wind blew on my face, carrying a faint smell of sulfur.
A countdown started from somewhere, and everyone excitedly followed the rhythm and shouted "10, 9...3, 2, 1!"
The countdown sound from New Year’s Eve seven years ago seemed to have crossed time and space, blending with the sounds of the present.
Whoosh...bang!
Golden fireworks rose from the high platform, bloomed in the dark black sky, and turned into clusters of glittering stars, sprinkling onto the sponge.
"Happy New Year..." Luo Qinglin muttered to himself towards the fireworks. When he finished speaking, he realized that he was now 25 years old and not the high school student he was seven years ago.
"What did you say?" Fireworks were reflected in Jiang Yanyu's amber eyes, beautiful and deep, like a nebula blooming in the universe.
Luo Qinglin couldn't hear his voice. There was only the popping sound of fireworks and his slightly rapid heartbeat in his ears.
Amid the cheers, fireworks, and sounds of the waves, Luo Qinglin stood on tiptoe, put his arms around Jiang Yanyu's neck, and placed his thin lips on his forehead.
Be sincere, and not at all provocative.
Jiang Yanyu stared blankly at Luo Qinglin. The heat on his forehead was like an invisible brand that made him unable to move.
"I say," Luo Qinglin laughed and shouted, "I like you, I like you so much!"
After being stunned for a moment, Jiang Yanyu leaned over, hugged Luo Qinglin, and whispered in standard Cantonese: "BB, I like you too."
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Jiang Yanyu: I like you so much (Plastic Cantonese)
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