Black Moonlight's vest fell again

The nail rings on the two people's hands vibrated together, they stopped their movements at the same time, then looked at each other's flushed faces, and laughed together.

Jiang Yun pressed her forehead against Rong Zhi's forehead: "Dinner is ready, Miss Rong."

Dishes started in the kitchen.

It was a dish that Jiang Yun specially tried in the afternoon. The ingredients were transported by air, and several chefs were specially invited by Jiang Yun from all over the world.

Every food is served in a small plate, only a small bite, but the variety covers a variety. Jiang Yun can't wait to hold all the delicacies in the world in front of her, to make up for her, to tell her that this is the joy of life, to put herself He put his true heart in front of her, willing to prostrate at her feet.

"I don't know what you like to eat." Jiang Yun whispered in her ear, "I just ordered some of everything."

Rong Zhi has been a leader for many years, and some unconscious habits have been deeply rooted in his bones, such as: not revealing his taste preference in front of outsiders, and beware of someone poisoning him.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the small dishes and bowls in front of her: "Cai Xin, actually...I like eating Cai Xin the most."

Tell another person what you like.

Are you upset?Yes.

But this uneasiness is also mixed with more sweet joy and thrilling apprehension.

Fresh ingredients were brought up from behind the flower wall like a stream of water. The two of them were like unfamiliar students and young couples. They didn't know what to say, or they didn't say anything at first, but they laughed because of some unimportant things. Kiss again with a smile.

Desserts came up, and they were forked with a small silver fork, and the rich chocolate paste burst out, like a small volcano.The aroma of slightly bittersweet chocolate permeates the air.

Jiang Yun took out the violin she had hidden long ago from under the flower wall, and bowed gracefully: "Miss Rong, please choose a piece of music you like."

With that said, he handed her an exquisite performance list.

Rong Zhi's black eyes swept across the list of performances, pointed to one of them with her slender index finger, and said, "Bach, I want to listen to this one—the aria on the G string."

Jiang Yun suppressed a smile, and said in a serious manner: "Okay, please enjoy Bach, the player is Jiang Yun, an internationally renowned violinist."

Rong Zhi patted him angrily, Jiang Yun laughed and backed away, and a fat German man turned out from behind the flower wall.

"This is Mr. Alma, the conductor and violinist." Jiang Yun said to Rong Zhi, "He is my teacher, my most important partner, and my friend—he wants to meet you very much, I think, maybe you Would love to meet him too."

Rong Zhi smiled and nodded. Mr. Alma's blue eyes were full of joy. He put his hips on his hips, said a lot of German to Rong Zhi, and then hugged her warmly.

Mr. Alma clapped his hands, and a few more musicians came out from behind the flower wall. About six or seven of them were all Jiang Yun's friends in the orchestra. When they saw Rong Zhi at this moment, they all hugged her warmly.

A small chamber recital began.With the piano under her chin, Jiang Yun turned her head slightly, facing Rong Zhi just now.He raised his eyes to look at her, the bow in his right hand was running smoothly, his left hand was flapping nimbly, vibrating the strings restrainedly, his eyes never left her body.

The air is filled with the aroma of flowers and chocolate, mixed with a hint of sea salt, and the starry sky above the head casts dim light bit by bit.The grass that Rong Zhi stepped on was also real grass, and Jiang Yun made a dream for her.

At the end of the song, Rong Zhi applauded everyone, Jiang Yun came over and hugged her tightly, then whispered in her ear: "Guess what Mr. Alma told you just now?"

"It is a poem by the German poet Heine——

Mdchen mit dem roten Mündchen,

mit denuglein sü und klar,

Du mein liebes, kleines Mdchen."

Jiang Yun said.

Rong Zhi didn't understand German, so she rubbed the top of her head against Jiang Yun's chin: "What?"

Jiang Yun lowered her head and read softly:

"Lady with red lips,

The eyes are sweet and clear.

My lover, little girl. "

Rong Zhi looked up at him and held her breath.It seems like a long time has passed but it seems like only a moment, Jiang Yun kissed him reverently.

Jiang Yun's musician friends lay behind the flower wall and looked at the two people in front of them, expressing that they had been abused. Mr. Alma said with a smile: "I understand Jiang's choice very well."

"Work, for our friend."

The music sounded again, the glass door on the cruise ship opened silently, and the gentle and moist sea breeze poured in, bringing the breath of the distance.After Jiang Yun finished a pious kiss, blushing, she took Rong Zhi's hand and walked onto the deck amidst the neat, holy and bright Bach music like a church.

The twilight hangs down, and the stars are silent.

In the boundless night, with a sound of crackling, the fireworks quietly bloomed in the air, and the bud-like fireworks gracefully slid into the boundless starry sky, blooming one by one in mid-air.

The east wind blows flowers and thousands of trees at night, the sea breeze blows gently, and the stars are like rain.

The bow of the boat broke through the waves in the black night sea, Jiang Yun hugged Rong Zhi from behind, he pressed his hot face to her face, her face was also hot, the heat of the two melted together , Jiang Yun hugged her tightly, almost merging with her.

He saw a little girl's shy eyebrows in his eyes, and the flickering fireworks danced in her night-like black eyes.

The bushy eyebrows and eyelashes scraped against his cheeks with fluff, and that little skin was scorching hot, all the way into his heart.

Jiang Yun put her mouth next to her ear: "Rong Zhi, let's make it public."

Rong Zhi's cold white skin was flushed, she didn't say yes or no, after a long time, she nodded.

She nodded very lightly, like a fire burning into Jiang Yun's heart.

He held his breath and didn't hesitate for a minute. With trembling hands, he picked up his mobile phone and used his tuba to send: "My lover, my lover, my lover." Then @荣虞.

Rong Zhi also took out her mobile phone and forwarded this scarf: "Hello, boyfriend."

The moment the sending was successful, Jiang Yun felt unrealistic that a dream had come true.His heart beat faster, and the starry sky in front of him spun.

The number of comments climbed at an alarming rate, and the next second, the page crashed.Jiang Yun's cell phone was blank, and so was his brain.

Fantasies and dreams have become reality, and there is nothing in the world except Rong Zhi.

Jiang Yun's cell phone vibrated crazily. It was Secretary Fu who called him, one after another, but Jiang Yun didn't answer.

……

Early the next morning, Rong Zhi was awakened by the faint morning light and the chirping of birds. She opened her eyes from the deck chair, and what she saw was the blue sky and the endless sea.

Her hair was wet by the morning dew, strands were winding on the recliner, her whole body was held in Jiang Yun's arms, and the suspender skirt from last night was a little wrinkled.

Rong Zhi moved, Jiang Yun opened her eyes bewilderedly, then hugged her tightly, pulled up the blanket with one hand to cover the two of them, and the world became dark: "Don't go."

Rong Zhi smiled softly, and kissed Jiang Yun's ear: "I won't leave."