On December 28, the whole of China began to have a holiday, which will last until January 15.
In just over half a month, it is the most important festival for Chinese people, the New Year.
For Feng Xiaoyun and Yan Zi, in addition to this being their first New Year together, it was also the first time they had spent so much time together outside of work.
"Have you decided where to go?" Feng Xiaoyun gently bumped Yan Zi's shoulder. The two of them now had to disguise themselves when walking on the street, otherwise they would be easily recognized.
"Whatever!" Yan Zi drank the warm milk tea.
“O__O“…” Feng Xiaoyun was speechless.
Just now he said he wanted to go to Leah, but Yan Zi said it was too cold there with all the ice and snow.
Then he said let's go to Siam, but Yan Zi said it was too hot there.
She thought going to the United States was too far.
He said he was in Jiangdu, but he also disliked Feng Xiaoyun for not being sincere.
"Why don't we go to Austria? I studied there for a few years, so I'm pretty familiar with it."
"Great!" Yan Zi's eyes lit up. This was a good idea. He had heard that Austria had a strong music atmosphere and any street performer could be a music master, not to mention that it was where Feng Xiaoyun studied abroad.
Feng Xiaoyun finally breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know who invented the word "casual". He really wanted to drag him out and beat him up on the street corner.
The two of them left as soon as they said they would, and the next day they took their passports and boarded a plane to Vienna, Austria.
"Ha~" After leaving the airport, Yan Zi exhaled a breath, and soon a cloud of water mist formed in front of him. It happened to be snowing in Vienna today. For Jiangdu, where the coldest temperature in winter is only 2 or 3 degrees, the snow scene in Vienna made Yan Zi feel particularly novel.
Putting on the hood of his down jacket, Yan Zi stretched out his arms and walked step by step on the road covered with light snow, as happy as a child.
There were many sculptures of musical instruments along the road leading out of Vienna Airport. Yan Zi ran to a cello sculpture and pretended to play it. "How is it? Does it look good?"
"Beautiful!" Feng Xiaoyun took out his cell phone and took a picture.
"Does it look good?"
“Beautiful!” “Snap!”
The two of them walked, took pictures and smiled, just like every other couple who came here to travel.
"Feng Xiaoyun, look behind you!" Yan Zi suddenly pointed behind Feng Xiaoyun and said.
Feng Xiaoyun looked behind him in confusion. There was nothing there except a church.
At this moment, I suddenly felt a chill on my neck.
"Haha, haha!" Yan Zi poured all the snow in his hands onto the back of Feng Xiaoyun's neck, then ran away laughing.
"Ah, Yan Zi, you're dead." Feng Xiaoyun dropped the suitcase and chased after him. The two fought for a while until Yan Zi could no longer run and begged for mercy, and Feng Xiaoyun let him go.
"Okay, go to the hotel and change your clothes, or you will catch a cold!" Feng Xiaoyun said unhappily. Yan Zi now doesn't look like a star at all, she is obviously a crazy girl who has not grown up.
"Oh!" Yan Zi came over obediently and held Feng Xiaoyun's arm.
Arriving at the hotel, Feng Xiaoyun took the room card, but found Yan Zi standing motionless behind him. He asked curiously, "What are you doing? Go back to your room and take a shower."
"You~you~you~" Yan Zi's voice was as small as a mosquito. "How~why~how did you get a room?"
"What?" Feng Xiaoyun didn't hear clearly.
"I say, why did you only book one room?" Yan Zi said embarrassedly.
"What are you thinking about?" Feng Xiaoyun tapped Yan Zi's nose with the room card and said with a smile, "This is a suite with two bedrooms. The wall between the two bedrooms is much thicker than the one we had in Jiangdu."
"Oh! I was wondering, when did you, Feng Xiaoyun, become so brave!" Yan Zi patted his chest, but he seemed a little disappointed.
The two returned to their rooms. Each bedroom was equipped with a bathtub, and they took a bath separately.
"Feng Xiaoyun, help me blow dry my hair." Yan Zi sat in front of the makeup mirror.
"Oh!" Feng Xiaoyun took the hair dryer and started blowing Yan Zi's hair.
"Hey, your hair seems to be a lot longer than when we first met."
"Nonsense, we've known each other for almost half a year, of course the hair will grow. Oh, can you do that? Don't always blow the hair in the same place."
"Of course I won't. I've never blow-dried anyone's hair before." Feng Xiaoyun said as he held up Yan Zi's hair. When the hair dryer blew on it, the pleasant smell of shampoo came out of her hair.
Looking at Yan Zi's fair neck, small ears, and sloping shoulders like mutton-fat jade through the gaps in her hair, Feng Xiaoyun couldn't help but feel moved.
"Feng Xiaoyun, I told you not to keep praising the same place!"
"Oh, oh! I'm giving you a blowjob for free, but you still have so much trouble!" Feng Xiaoyun muttered as he collected his thoughts.
"Okay, it's done!" Feeling that Yan Zi's hair was basically dry, Feng Xiaoyun ruffled it with his hands.
"Hate it!" Yan Zi stood up and pushed Feng Xiaoyun onto the chair he had just been sitting on. "Now it's my turn to blow you."
Feng Xiaoyun didn't expect to be treated like this, and sat down in the chair calmly.
Yan Zi deliberately imitated Feng Xiaoyun's rubbing of his hair just now, and chuckled as he also rubbed his hair into a mess.
"I knew it was no good!" Feng Xiaoyun said unhappily as he looked at his messy hair in the mirror.
After saying that, he simply closed his eyes, thinking out of sight, out of mind.
Yan Zi saw Feng Xiaoyun close his eyes, so he teased him, but it would be pointless if he couldn't see, so he just obediently blew his hair.
Looking at Feng Xiaoyun in the mirror, well, her eyebrows are pretty, and her closed eyes look pretty too; well, her nose is not bad either, and as for her mouth, although she speaks in a rather unpleasant way, her smile is still quite gentle.
Yan Zi unconsciously turned off the hair dryer, moved his little face over Feng Xiaoyun's shoulder, stopped next to Feng Xiaoyun's face, looked at the two faces in the mirror, ╭(╯^╰)╮, I still look better!
Feng Xiaoyun felt that the hair dryer suddenly stopped and there was no sound. Curiously, he turned around and asked, "What..."
When Yan Zi heard Feng Xiaoyun talking, he subconsciously looked over at him.
…
Just so suddenly, their lips touched each other, their eyes met, and they could see their own faces in each other's eyes.
Time seemed to stop at that moment, and the whole room seemed to be filled with the sound of two heartbeats beating simultaneously, thump~thump~
I don't know how long it took before Yan Zi jumped away with a red face as if he had received an electric shock. "You~you~you~"
Feng Xiaoyun licked his lips subconsciously. "I~I~I~"
"Hey, you're still licking your lips. I'm going to beat you to death, Feng Xiaoyun!" Yan Zi picked up a pillow and threw it at him.
"Hey, hey, hey, you were the one who suddenly stopped moving when you were blow-drying my hair, and why were your lips in that position? Have you been planning something bad to me for a long time?" Feng Xiaoyun was not to be outdone, and picked up another pillow to resist.
"You're still talking! I'm telling you, Feng Xiaoyun is dead today. That was my first kiss."
"I'm so sorry, it's my fault!" Seeing Yan Zi's eyes about to burst into anger, Feng Xiaoyun added: "I gave my first kiss to the little pacifier a long time ago!"
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