Chapter 284: Chapter 284
The equipment shook with a click, the starting bell rang, and the spaceship quickly left the ground, spinning and rising rapidly.
The biting wind and refreshing breeze hitting the face felt exhilarating.
The spaceship flew in circles, sometimes high, sometimes low. Zhao Meimei tightly held onto the handle in front of her, Shi Yang grasped her hand, pulling her whole body into his embrace. As the spaceship dived forward, the two were pressed forward simultaneously, Shi Yang’s legs clamped around Zhao Meimei, unintentionally rubbing against Zhao Meimei’s rear twice.
Zhao Meimei turned her head to speak, her lips brushing Shi Yang’s face, "Bro! What are you doing!"
Shi Yang quickly gave her a kiss, "I didn’t do it on purpose."
Shi Yang’s voice was lazy, with a low raspy tone, breathing heavily and warmly behind Zhao Meimei’s ear.
The game was over, and many people got off the spaceship feeling dizzy, stumbling as they walked, while a few hunched over, looking ready to vomit at any moment.
Shi Yang also slouched slightly, awkwardly holding Zhao Meimei in front of him, stumbling as they walked out. After finally avoiding the crowd, Shi Yang let out a long breath, released Zhao Meimei, and glanced at the still upright Shi Xiaoyang. He couldn’t help but say awkwardly, "Let’s find a place to sit? I can’t walk anymore."
Zhao Meimei glanced down, giggled twice, flashed a bright smile with her white teeth showing. At that moment, she wanted to hold Shi Yang and give him a kiss, overwhelmed with affection. She took advantage of Shi Yang being off guard, suddenly reached out with her finger and pinched Shi Xiaoyang.
"Zhao Meimei!" Shi Yang growled lowly, holding his leg, waist slumped, now completely immobilized.
Shi Yang squinted and gritted his teeth, pointing at Zhao Meimei to scold, "You little rascal, are you looking for trouble! Just you wait! Once I get settled, see how I’ll deal with you!"
Zhao Meimei laughed proudly, her young and beautiful smile was illuminated under the bright sunlight, leaving a stunning image in Shi Yang’s mind.
Shi Yang stared at Zhao Meimei, watching her like a mischievous kid who got away with a prank, swaying her hips, playfully swirling around him. He couldn’t help but laugh along.
Tired of playing, Zhao Meimei pouted, hugging Shi Yang’s waist from behind, pushing him along, rubbing her face against his back. Shi Yang laughed as he was pushed, feeling this moment was happy and beautiful.
Night fell, Shi Yang led Zhao Meimei out of the park, and they took a ride to the night market.
Zhao Meimei had never tasted authentic "goubuli" buns before, Shi Yang ordered a steamer full, and they shared it, getting nearly full. Then they wandered the stalls, buying snacks they liked to try.
There were vendors selling drinks from carts, with chilled bottled beers and sour plum juice in milk tea cups.
Shi Yang ordered himself a beer and bought Zhao Meimei a cup of sour plum juice, strolling with the crowd while drinking.
Zhao Meimei held up her cup to let Shi Yang taste the sour plum juice, while she grabbed his beer and said, "Bro, let me have a sip of the beer to try."
Shi Yang found it amusing and exchanged drinks with Zhao Meimei.
Zhao Meimei took a mouthful, the sour sweetness washed away by the beer’s malt flavor, bitter yet sweet, quite nice.
She gulped down two mouthfuls, feeling her pores tingle with pleasure; on a hot summer day, drinking chilled beer was indeed refreshing and satisfying.
Shi Yang was surprised to see Zhao Meimei drinking beer so heartily, chuckled, "That’s enough, don’t get drunk."
Zhao Meimei pursed her lips, giggled, acting as if nothing was wrong. Googlᴇ search novel⦿fire.net
Shi Yang reached out and wiped the beer foam from her lips, his gaze was deep and attractive. He spoke in a low, husky voice, "Meimei, let’s go back to the hotel..."
Shi Yang held赵美美’s hand, their fingers tightly intertwined, gazing at each other, eyes locked, feeling like they’ve waited a long time for this day, yearning for each other deeply.
In the elevator back to the hotel, there was an elderly couple in their fifties standing together.
The old man held two watermelon-sized watermelon in his hands, wearing a summer linen shirt, he said to the old lady beside him, "Shall we eat watermelon later?"
The old lady replied, "What to eat, it’s too hot, can’t eat anything."
The old man said, "Bet it will be refreshing..."
As the old man was speaking, the plastic bag holding the watermelons suddenly broke from the bottom, causing the watermelon to drop with two muffled thuds.
The old lady exclaimed, "Oh dear!"
赵美美 was about to bend down to help pick up the watermelon, but the old lady’s endearing call made her burst into laughter.
She turned her head and glanced at Shi Yang, seeing the smile lines at the corners of his eyes.
赵美美 helped pass the cracked watermelon over, and when the elevator opened, Shi Yang led 赵美美 out.
赵美美’s narrow eyes were full of laughter, imitating the old lady, "Oh dear!"
Shi Yang was amused, pulled 赵美美 into his arms, laughed lowly, "That sounds so good, say it again!"
赵美美 showed her white teeth while laughing, "Dear, oh dear!"
Shi Yang tightened his hold around Zhao Meimei’s slender waist, his breath hot, "Honey!"
"Hehe!" Zhao Meimei gripped the arm wrapped around her waist, entwined as they stepped through to return to their hotel room.
Once inside, Shi Yang lowered his head and brushed against Zhao Meimei’s earlobe, "Will you always call me dear from now on?"
Zhao Meimei grinned, "In front of others, I’ll still call you Bro, but privately, I’ll call you dear!"
"Dear? Dear! Dear..."
Shi Yang kissed her, put the things he carried onto the cabinet, turned back responding ambiguously, "Hmm!"
赵美美 snuggled up, touching his waist, looked up and kissed Shi Yang’s chin.
Shi Yang’s face slowly turned red, he wrapped Zhao Meimei’s waist, lifted her up directly, walked to the large bed in the bedroom, placed her down and leaned in to kiss her lips, breath urgent and longing.
Zhao Meimei held his neck, intensely responding to this sweet and passionate kiss.