I don't know when.
The two were already in bed.
Qiao Yunchuan's eyes were filled with a strong longing that she recognized.
I want to do something bad to you.
His youthful voice is clear and pleasant, with a touch of huskiness and magnetism that makes people feel weak all over.
Fu Sang dared not meet his gaze, closed her beautiful eyes, and let him kiss her again.
Songkran is a popular festival among young men and women here.
On this day, people can freely splash water on others, whether they dislike them or like them very much...
They will all be attacked by water.
Young boys and girls would pick up basins of water or grab water guns and chase after people they disliked or liked, splashing them with water and letting loose.
Fu Sang had never participated in such a festival before and found it extremely novel.
Qiao Yunchuan held her hand tightly and led her to the street.
Today, Fusang was wearing exotic clothing, a distinctive floral dress, and her smooth black hair was braided and adorned with delicate flowers.
The people here wear a form-fitting, hip-hugging skirt, which immediately accentuates Fusang's shapely figure.
At first, Qiao Yunchuan was unwilling to let her wear it, but after her repeated pleas and the agreement to certain unequal terms, he finally agreed to let her wear the beautiful pencil skirt.
The streets were crowded with people. Songkran is the most famous festival here, and many foreigners come to participate every year.
There were many young men and women on the street, holding water guns and having already started a water fight.
Some people even drove around in trucks filled with water, spraying people with basins or buckets as they went.
Those who were splashed were instantly drenched and immediately began to retaliate in shame and anger.
Fu Sang watched with great interest, and the unease he felt upon arriving in a foreign land gradually dissipated.
Because there were too many people on the street, Qiao Yunchuan held her hand very tightly, as if she would disappear at any moment.
Suddenly someone noticed that the young couple was clean and tidy, like elegant nobles on patrol, and immediately raised a water gun and attacked them.
"Ah!" Fu Sang exclaimed subconsciously.
Qiao Yunchuan immediately shielded her behind him, and water sprayed onto him.
Fusang was completely shielded from the water, not getting wet at all.
"Yun Chuan," the girl called out loudly from behind the boy, "we need a water gun."
Qiao Yunchuan's eyes flickered slightly as he protected the girl and walked towards the water gun shop.
A moment later.
Fu Sang bought two water guns and came out, a hint of a smile playing on his delicate features.
"Let's see who has the better marksmanship. Yun Chuan, here you go."
She handed a water gun to the boy.
A doting smile flashed in Qiao Yunchuan's eyes as he reached out his long, slender fingers and took the water gun the girl had given him.
During this lively festival, many young men and women will also express their affection for each other.
As soon as Fu Sang and Qiao Yunchuan came out, they were attacked.
The foreign girls boldly shot at Qiao Yunchuan, deliberately showing off their good figures revealed by being splashed with water.
"..."
Fu Sang pouted, looking somewhat unhappy.
My sweet girlfriend is here!
Fusang raised the water gun and sprayed water mercilessly, hitting the women's faces with every shot.
The women screamed in panic.
Fu Sang couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Qiao Yunchuan glanced at the happy girl, his thin, beautiful lips curving slightly.
He also fired the water gun at the men and women, making the water gun seem like a real bullet, causing them to retreat in panic.
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