Dr. Xu should have been premeditated, because he arrived at the airport in less than half an hour, and Lin Qing was a little stunned.

When he arrived at the airport, it was already night.

During this time, Mr. Kobayashi, who has always been efficient, arrived at the airport unusually early, and then held a cup of American coffee and did nothing.

She couldn't help but be excited, the excitement that still persisted after the constant suppression. Her mind barely stopped, from where to take him to play, to what he said he had come, and finally to where he was staying tonight?

Do you stay in a hotel with her?

If yes, do you want to live in a room?

In the next hour, Lin Qingdu still stayed at the last question.

The temperature in Yunnan was very low at night, and she gradually felt a little cold in the airport, so he sent a message to him, saying that he had just gotten off the plane and would come over immediately.

She estimated that there was still enough time, and ran to buy a cup of hot cocoa, which she held in her hand, ready to give it to him.

She stood at the entrance of the airport, looking for him in the crowd.

The airport pick-up gate is a very special place because people are waiting for people and being waited for, people are looking forward to it. In the crowd, see the people you are looking forward to. Then closeness, smiles, reunion.

There were a lot of people at this point at night, more than she imagined. However, he is not too difficult to find, and his height and temperament are too eye-catching. He was dressed very simply, only a white T-shirt and cropped pants in English, and the English was still the "LOVE" seen everywhere on the street, and he was really here for a vacation.

She was about to wave at him, but he seemed to have an instinct to look at him first, she paused, simply withdrew her hand and smiled at him, greeting as she walked towards the exit.

When she saw him appear in front of her, she was still a little stunned.

So soon, he appeared in front of him.

Real people, the laughter that can be touched when they look up, the familiar mint taste, and the chat on the mobile phone before, the voice on the phone is completely different.

Now he is within reach.

She stood in front of him, dumbfounded, looking at him, not hugging or talking.

In the end, he smiled and took the initiative to hug her over, "Look stupid?"

She finally relaxed, her hand touching his warm body, and sure enough, men and women are different, and their body temperature is completely dominant.

She thought about it blindly, and was led out by him.

It wasn't until the two of them got into the taxi that she remembered to hand him the hot cocoa.

He took it, and the hot cocoa seemed to be still hot, and he took a sip without hurrying, and then inadvertently asked, "Which hotel do you stay in?" ”

She watched his Adam's apple roll, he took a small sip, it should be warm, and blurted out the words on his lips, "The homestay next to Lugu Lake." ”

The driver is very good at coming, "That girl, you can send a location." Or, give me an approximate location. ”

He browled his eyebrows, seemed to be in a good mood, and did not intend to say anything.

Only then did Lin Qing discover her situation.

She bit her lip, was silent for a moment, and then reported the address neatly.

It was he, with some surprise in his eyes, who looked at her.

She lowered her head and played with his fingers, slender and well-proportioned, with distinct joints, so unbelievably beautiful, it was indeed the hand of a doctor.

He put his arm around her and easily raised his hand to touch her ear, which was soft, I don't know if it was blown by the wind, and it was a little hot.

The two sat in the back seat and barely spoke.

Even when he approached and asked her if she was cold, he asked softly in her ear, and after seeing her nod, he didn't make any more movements.

She thought he was a little tired, so she asked him to squint and sleep for a while, and he answered, but still turned sideways to look at her.

She blushed at his sight and leaned over to cover his eyes with her palms.

His eyelashes were long, and he patted them lightly, tickling her hands.

It's like a butterfly's wings, one after another, soft, fluffy, and a little itchy.

She tried to remove her hand, but he wouldn't let her, and she smiled softly.

The taxi driver's uncle is about 50 years old, and it is estimated that men and women have experienced a lot of love, but they were shy by the eyebrows of the two, and a big man blushed.

The uncle coughed and gently rolled down the window, wanting to smoke a cigarette.

He coughed and quickly spoke, "I'm sorry, she can't smell smoke." ”

The driver's uncle understood, quickly said sorry, and quickly closed the window again.

Lin Qing was very embarrassed, as if he had been sobered up by the cold wind just now, and his face gradually turned red.

Her hand slowly moved away, and his body moved slightly, allowing her hand to move away.

It wasn't until her hand fell and was about to be withdrawn that he grabbed it and wouldn't let her move again.

For the next half hour, he gently held her hand and did not move again. Maybe it was really the man's high body temperature, and she was pinched and sweated by him.

She gradually became a little sleepy, and nodded lightly like a chicken pecking rice.

He lifted her head lightly over his shoulder, and she was dazed.

When she finally arrived at the hotel, she just woke up. As soon as I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was his hand, which was placed next to her face, probably supporting her head and preventing her from falling to the side.

She frowned, wouldn't it be uncomfortable to hold her hands?

She got up from him, and as she rubbed her face against his arm, she could feel a faint smell of alcohol and mint, which was really refreshing.

She had noticed before that he always had a little smell of disinfectant alcohol on his body, even a little bit of his daily clothes, and sometimes she would wonder if that smell had been carved into his body, like a scalpel into his life.

His eyes were closed, his eyelashes curling slightly. She was right, and it was very long, like the wings of a butterfly.

He probably didn't fall asleep, but she moved a little, and he opened his eyes.

He glanced at his hand, as if he had lost it. He looked down for something, but his gaze quickly lingered on her lips.

Confused, she stuck out her tongue and gently probed. It was really dry, no wonder I felt a little pain just now.

His eyes twinkled.

She pursed her lips, and it hurt even more.

She had a problem, and it was hard to heal any wound on her mouth, because she enjoyed the pain a little. So in the winter, once her lips are blown dry by the wind, it is difficult to get better. Because she will constantly purse her lips, lick her lips, and even gently bite open the wound that is almost healing with her hands and teeth, and slowly torture it.

She enjoyed it.

It turns out that human nature is so interesting.

As she bit it earnestly with her teeth, her jaw was suddenly gripped.

"Relax. ”

His fingers brushed her lips lightly, warm, indescribably comfortable and painful.

She looked up.

I kind of want to kiss.