The small town in the south of the Yangtze River is like a peaceful and beautiful painting.
When the two arrived at the town, it was already late, so they had to go to the hotel they had booked. This hotel might be to fit in with the atmosphere of Jiangnan, just like an ancient inn.
Lin Feng and Meng Qing got off the car together and walked on the stone path. Meng Qing was like a lively little girl, jumping happily on the stones, while Lin Feng was smiling, carrying the luggage in one hand and holding an umbrella in the other.
He looked at Meng Qing and called out gently, "Okay, it's raining, be careful not to catch a cold."
"Come on, Fengfeng." Meng Qing responded, then skipped towards Lin Feng. When she came in front of Lin Feng, she hugged Lin Feng's arm like a cute bird.
Lin Feng rubbed Meng Qing's head lovingly with his chin and said, "Let's go and rest first, and then I'll take you out to play tomorrow, okay?"
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Meng Qing nodded with a smile. Although her beautiful eyes were still looking at the horizon, she still listened to me obediently.
Then, the two of them checked into this palace-like hotel under the guidance of the front desk. There is a spacious corridor outside the hotel room, which seems to be a passage to fairyland, leading people into a beautiful world. Through the window, you can enjoy the picturesque courtyard view.
The waiter gently opened the door, and what came into view was the simple furniture placed in the middle of the living room. The patterns on these furniture were like finely crafted works of art, and the details of the wood carvings showed the superb skills of the craftsmen. Each pattern seemed to tell the story of the years, exuding a strong historical atmosphere, as if bringing people back to that legendary era.
"Sir or Madam, if you have any problem, just call us." The waiter said and left.
Lin Feng looked at the bed in front of him and found it was an ancient wooden bed. He couldn't help but wonder if this wooden bed could really...
"Fengfeng, what are you thinking about?" Mengqing came closer and asked curiously.
"Nothing... nothing." Lin Feng replied with a smile.
Afterwards, the two put their things away and had a simple meal. Seeing that it was getting dark, they had no choice but to go out and play again the next day.
"This bed is really..." Lin Feng wrapped in a bathrobe, stood by the bed, lowered his head and thought...
"What's wrong, Fengfeng?" Mengqing walked over and asked puzzledly.
"It's okay, I'm just curious if this bed can bear the weight of both of us." Lin Feng said softly.
"Of course you can..." Meng Qing hadn't finished her words when she met Lin Feng's ambiguous gaze. Her face flushed instantly, and her voice was slightly coquettish: "Just go slower."
"What are you talking about? What are you talking about?" Lin Feng remained calm and collected.
"What do you think?"
"I realize you are really good at slandering people."
"No, I haven't."
"Really?" Lin Feng said, then he picked up Meng Qing.
Meng Qing curled up in Lin Feng's arms and said softly, "I didn't slander you."
"Hehe..." Lin Feng didn't say anything, but just hugged Meng Qing tightly. The two of them quickly lowered the curtain, and Meng Qing's little feet immediately crossed together...
On the second day, the morning breeze blew gently, mixed with the unique atmosphere of fireworks in the south of the Yangtze River.
"Fengfeng." Meng Qing looked up at Lin Feng and called out with a smile.
"Awake?" Lin Feng had just woken up, his voice a little low and hoarse.
"Let's go play." Meng Qing's tone was filled with excitement.
Lin Feng stroked Meng Qing's head and asked with a smile, "Why do you seem to be full of energy all the time?"
"Hehe." Meng Qing smiled brightly and kissed Lin Feng's lips gently.
Afterwards, the two of them ate something quickly and went out.
Lin Feng and Meng Qing walked side by side on the streets of Jiangnan. The streets were bustling with people coming and going, and the sounds of shouting, bargaining and laughter intertwined together, forming a unique market song.
Mengqing was wearing a simple dress and her steps were light, like a cheerful little bird.
Her eyes were full of novelty and joy, and she was often attracted by the snacks and handicrafts on the street. She would stop at every small stall and be curious about everything around her like a little girl.
Lin Feng looked at Meng Qing with a smile, his eyes full of tenderness. He accompanied her quietly and shared her happiness. At this moment, they seemed to have forgotten all their troubles and were only immersed in the Jiangnan streets full of life.
In a moment, the two of them walked to a Hanfu shop. Meng Qing stared at the Hanfu in the shop, a little absent-minded.
Seeing this, Lin Feng gently took Meng Qing's hand and walked into the store.
After the two entered the store, Meng Qing came back to her senses and said softly, "It's okay, Feng Feng, I'm just taking a look."
Lin Feng smiled and touched Meng Qing's head, and said gently: "It doesn't matter, as long as you like it, let's give it a try."
These few words made Meng Qing's eyes slightly sour. She turned her head away, and after a moment, she turned back and looked at Lin Feng with a smile in her eyes and said, "Thank you, Feng Feng."
Lin Feng smiled and said, "Be good, we'll buy whatever you like."
Meng Qing hugged Lin Feng's arm tightly and said coquettishly, "Will you come with me to pick?"
Lin Feng nodded and started looking at clothes with Meng Qing, but he did not notice two pairs of surprised eyes in the attic.
"Fengfeng, I like this." Mengqing smiled sweetly and pointed at the simple green dress on top.
"Okay, my Mengqing looks good in anything she wears." Lin Feng said with a smile.
"Do you want to try it too?" Meng Qing asked softly, pointing to the men's Hanfu next to her.
"I don't like it..." Lin Feng answered with some embarrassment.
"I want to see it, okay?" Meng Qing said.
Before Lin Feng could refuse, he heard Meng Qing say, "Then I promise you that." Meng Qing turned around and looked at Lin Feng affectionately.
"I'm totally fine." Lin Feng immediately changed his mind and coughed twice, as if to hide his inner excitement.
Meng Qing looked at Lin Feng shyly, then left with the waitress.
Perhaps because it is relatively easier to change into men's clothes, Lin Feng came out early, but Meng Qing was late to come out.
Maybe it was the complexity of the Hanfu that made Lin Feng feel uncomfortable, or maybe it was because of the weather. Lin Feng felt a little stuffy in the store and had to go out for some fresh air. He stood on the stone bridge and watched the boat go farther and farther away.
"Lin Feng." A gentle call, as melodious as the song of an oriole, Lin Feng slowly turned his head.
A graceful lady, holding a paper umbrella, stood quietly on a stone bridge in an ancient town in the south of the Yangtze River like a fairy. Her hair fell like silk, gently brushing against her jade-like skin. She was wearing a light blue long skirt with exquisite patterns embroidered on it, just like an elegant ink painting.
She has a pretty face, skin as white as cream, and eyes as clear as water under her curved willow-leaf eyebrows, like a clear spring in the mist.
As the breeze blew, the paper umbrella in her hand trembled slightly, blending with the surrounding misty scenery, just like a beautiful Jiangnan ink painting.
"How is it? Does it look good?" Meng Qing asked with a paper umbrella in her hand and a beautiful smile on her face, raising her eyebrows.
"It looks good." Lin Feng replied softly.
Meng Qing was dressed in green, looking graceful and elegant. She lightly held an oil-paper umbrella and then walked slowly towards Lin Feng.
"Then sir, could you please leave your name so that I can contact you in the future?" Meng Qing said playfully.
Lin Feng smiled and scratched Meng Qing's nose, saying, "I have been yours for a long time."
After saying that, he reached out and held Meng Qing's hand.
This handsome man and beautiful woman stood on a small bridge in the ancient town, with gurgling water under the bridge and ancient buildings beside the bridge. The breeze blew gently, and Meng Qing's skirt and hair fluttered in the wind, forming a beautiful picture with the surrounding beauty.
Their eyes met, filled with deep affection for each other, as if time had frozen at this moment.
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