She smiled: "Go on, but wait until you get to the next place." ”

He picked her chin and stared at her seductively, "It seems that you are not very determined, I thought you were going to say, even if you are going to die now, I will have sex with you!"

Suddenly, she was crimson again, and then she was walked out of the bathroom by the shoulders of a man with a pleasant face.

……

"You also bought a travel bag?" Xia Yucheng sat on the sofa, watching the wind and packing things.

"I asked Ba Song to buy some of the things we needed. Feng Hao put all the things that Ba Song had bought into a black travel tote bag and zipped it up.

He debugged his mobile phone and handed one to Xia Yucheng: "There is the number of my mobile phone on it, of course, we will not be separated...... It's just that...... In case, we ......"

"Well, I understand!" she saw that Feng Hao was extremely reluctant to say what if, and quickly nodded, "So where are we going now?"

Feng Hao carried the bag in his hand, put a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of Xia Yucheng's nose, and then put on a pair of sunglasses himself.

"Let's go, follow me, still don't worry?" he held out his warm palm to her.

"How can you not be at ease? The ends of the earth, life and death depend on each other!" Xia Yucheng smiled and stood up. She put her hand in his, and he immediately held it tightly.

They both wore sunglasses, and they couldn't see each other's eyes clearly, but they both knew that deep love was indispensable in their eyes.

Because the eyes are the windows of the heart, and their love is engraved in the bottom of their hearts.

……

The streets of Barcelona are crowded with tourists from all over the world.

Now dressed in cotton shirts, jeans and canvas shoes, the two men are hidden in the constant flow of people, no different from ordinary tourists.

Walking on the road, Xia Yucheng looked at the unfamiliar exotic scenery and didn't have much heart to appreciate it. All I can think of is the hand that holds Feng Hao tightly, and I can't let go for a second.

Feng Hao is obviously very familiar with Barcelona, he holds Xia Yucheng's hand tightly and takes her through the streets.

After walking for about twenty minutes, Feng Hao led her into a small bar on the street.

"Don't talk!" Feng Hao whispered in her ear, and walked straight to the bar.

The bartender at the bar was a Spanish man in his thirties with curly chestnut hair and a beard.

Feng Hao said a few words to him in Spanish, and then he turned his gaze to Xia Yucheng, and said something with a little bit of embarrassment.

They all spoke Spanish, which Xia Yucheng didn't understand, but she could feel as if the two of them were bargaining. And the voices are very low, as if they are afraid of being heard.

After a while, she saw that the man was comparing five fingers, Feng Hao first made a very embarrassed expression, then stared at Xia Yucheng, and finally nodded as if agreeing.

The man walked out of the bar, said something to the waiter next to him, and then bowed his head at them, signaling to follow him.

They walked out the back door of the bar and into the old neighborhood. The old buildings and stone walls make time seem to stand still.

The man led them to an old building, pointed upstairs, and handed a key to Feng Hao.