Is Mr. Ling doing well today?

The activity of petting big cats ended after the sky darkened.

Led by the guide, Liang Zhao and Ling Xuan returned to the base restaurant for dinner.

After a busy day, the stomachs of the two of them had already been emptied, and even if the food didn't suit their taste, they were all loaded into their stomachs without hesitation.

In the harmonious atmosphere of the restaurant, partners from all over the world gathered together, sitting in groups of three and four, and whispered to each other their thoughts of the day.

When Ling Xuan was drinking soup from a basin with both hands, Liang Zhao's eyes fell on his neckline inadvertently.

In the past two days of continuous high temperature exposure, this guy still has the energy to go skateboarding. Although he is wearing a peaked cap for protection, a small piece of skin is still sunburned where the brim of the hat can't cover it.

Liang Zhao took out the tube-shaped gel in his pocket, squeezed it on his fingertips, followed Ling Xuan's movement of bowing his head, helped him to apply and wipe it, and gave advice in a deep voice.

"Stop fiddling with your skateboard in the sun, it's going to be a local chief sooner or later."

Hearing this, Ling Xuan put down the tableware with a bright expression, and teased himself with a detached attitude, leaving Liang Zhao at a loss for words.

"What's wrong with that, it can be regarded as getting rich overnight."

Puchi——Suddenly, an uncontrollable chuckle came from the neighbor.

Liang Zhao followed the sound and raised his head, and saw a pair of young people sitting beside them watching the fun, and they all wore friendly oriental faces.

"Ah... sorry."

Noticing the questioning eyes cast on him, one of the younger Chinese boys touched his head and smiled cheerfully, and then followed his companions to approach him and greet him generously.

He has a strong and tall figure, with a clean cropped head, but his appearance is very clean and handsome.About 25 years old, when he smiles, there will be an obvious small canine tooth at the corner of his mouth.

"Hi, everyone. I'm sorry, because it's always difficult to hear the native language conversation here, so I couldn't hold back for a while, I hope I didn't disturb you."

It is indeed a rare thing to meet a compatriot in a distant country, and the other party is quite open, and Liang Zhao will not feel rude, so he raised his hand in a friendly way, indicating that they can sit down and chat together.

"Are you traveling from home?"

Probably because I haven’t seen a Chinese in a long time, the Huya youth is a little familiar, and his outgoing and lively personality also enlivens the atmosphere among the few people.

"No." Liang Zhao shook his head, and responded truthfully: "We drove here from the south and planned to play all the way back to China."

"Ang, so that's the case. That's pretty much the same as our previous plan." The young man looked at his companion with a smile.

In comparison, the young man wearing glasses beside him seemed more mature and shy, and spoke slowly. "We are international volunteers, often traveling between places, and now we are volunteers for wildlife protection here."

"A free and noble job is enviable."

The gel on Ling Xuan's neck gradually dried up. He straightened the neckline of his sweater, folded his two slender legs, and twisted coolly to join the conversation.

The volunteer with a more refined temperament did not deliberately look forward, as if he felt that the two male compatriots who were also dressed in black had very different temperaments, so he asked curiously: "What are the two occupations?"

Mrs. Ling, dressed in a hard attire, casually raised his brows, tiptoed his black boots lightly, and said nonsense: "Street performance artists, show off your face for a living."

"It's so cool." The volunteer on the opposite side laughed twice, and then looked at Liang Zhao again.

The person who was watching only answered a few words coldly: "Medical."

Ordinary medical staff seldom describe themselves in this way. The young man with small canine teeth thought about the understatement of the word "engagement" for a while, and then his eyes brightened by two points. "It's a scientific researcher, right?"

Hearing the sound, Ling Xuan tilted his head, pinched the charming Liang Gong around him all the time with the corner of his eyes, and issued a warning with his eyes.

[Be honest, have you been approved to chat? ]

"..."

Liang Zhao silently raised his hand, took a sip of the lemon juice that came with the meal, lowered his eyes indifferently, and did not respond to the volunteer's question.

The remarkable effect of family education made the atmosphere a bit more subtle, but the topic between the two parties did not stop there.

Huya youth realized something a little bit, and tentatively said: "Uh, I'm taking the liberty to ask, are you lovers?"

Ling Xuan simply nodded, "Yes."

The two volunteer compatriots smiled reassuringly, looked at each other, and said softly: "In fact, we are too."

After the voice fell, the young man suddenly thought of something, and quickly added an explanation: "But it's not the kind where the family doesn't agree to come out and go across the ocean and elope together. We met at work, and we probably share the same interests, and have grown in love with each other for a long time. .”

"That's perfect." Ling Xuan smiled politely.

"Yes." The Huya volunteer nodded in agreement, and then said, "You two must have been together for a long time. It's so romantic to drive across Africa."

"Us?" Ling Xuan tilted his head to look at Liang Zhao, and roughly estimated the time, "Together for about ten days."

Hearing this number, Huya Youth's boyfriend raised his head in surprise, and asked without hesitation: "Then were you friends before? Or have you admired each other for a long time?"

Ling Xuan sneered and shook his head: "It doesn't count at all. Why do you say that?"

The older volunteer pushed his frame, smiled and shook his head and said, "Because the way you get along is very comfortable. Ah... Maybe I used the wrong word, but you really don't have a couple who just started dating. That pinched feeling."

"How should I put it, a new relationship will always bring some obvious changes. For example, when we dated for the first year, he would take extra care to maintain his image. Haha I don't know how to describe it, probably I just want to leave the most perfect appearance for each other."

After the young man finished speaking, he smiled embarrassedly.

"Well... so to speak, I really don't have such a strong feeling." After hearing this, Ling Xuan was thoughtful, propped his head by the dining table and looked at the people around him.

Liang Zhao heard a familiar voice whisper softly: "He is indeed very good, but I always feel that I am worthy."

By the end of dinner the sky had completely darkened.

After taking a comfortable hot bath, Liang Zhao lay down on the bed with a book in hand as usual.

I've always been very tired in the evenings these days. I feel sleepy after reading a few pages of a book. Taking someone out to play is actually more tiring than working overtime in the laboratory.

Just as the book was laid flat on the propped knee, the door of the wooden house creaked, and a figure walked in with two long, straight legs.

"Have you washed it?"

"……hold head high."

Liang Zhao lowered his head, turned the book to the page with the bookmark, and raised his eyes suspiciously after hearing a muffled reply.

"Why are you unhappy?"

The person who just took a shower in the bathroom nestled into the sofa by the door with his wet hair on his head. He shook his head like a seal and drenched the remaining water droplets on his hair a few times before pulling a towel to wipe it off.

Ling Xuan put on his bathrobe and climbed onto the edge of the bed, and said flatly, "I was eaten tofu."

Liang Zhao paused when he flipped through the book, "What?"

"Someone peeked at me taking a shower just now, and thought it was a good job, but it turned out to be it."

The young man pointed out the window casually.Liang Zhao looked in the direction, and it turned out to be an ostrich walking in the base, stretching its neck and looking around.

What is "I thought it was a good job"?

Liang Zhao closed the book in his hand, and stared coldly at the person in front of him, "My image in Mr. Ling's heart seems not to be glorious."

Ling Xuan lay down on the soft quilt and let out a gentle laugh: "You have a criminal record."

Liang Zhao didn't care about it, and heard the person lying next to him speak again a few minutes later.

"Liang Gong, do you think the way we get along... is like a normal couple?"

"What's wrong?" Liang Zhao turned his head to look at the other side of the bed.

Ling Xuan, who was huddled under the quilt, only showed half of his white shoulders, he lay lazily, with a soft voice, "I don't know."

"But since Liang Gong said that he wanted to try, we all entered the role too quickly. We have only been in love for a few days, but we seem to have a sense of sight as an old married couple."

Is this changing the way to express lack of passion?

Liang Zhao looked at his boyfriend, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly put down the book, turned over, and wrapped Ling Xuan around his body with his arms.

Without waiting for anyone to react, he lowered his head, buried it into the collar of Ling Xuan's loose bathrobe, opened his mouth and gently bit his smooth shoulder.

"!"

Liang Zhao clearly felt that the people around him trembled like an electric shock, but they kept moving, moving upward along the neck, and the voice fell indistinctly in his ears.

"Is that right?"

"Don't push hard, it hurts..." Ling Xuan froze in place.

Hearing the sound, Liang Zhao slowly withdrew his teeth, but proved with practical actions that it was not that he couldn't do it, but that he could wait.

Liang Zhao lay back to his position, did not help Ling Xuan tidy up his clothes, but stretched out his arms to turn off the light, and then pulled the quilt to cover him.

"It's okay, Boss Ling, let's take our time."

They stayed at the Hanas Wildlife Protection Base for the last night. In the early morning of the next day, Liang Zhao and Ling Xuan embarked on a self-driving journey again.

After several hours of continuous driving, the uniform clouds and grass along the road can no longer arouse the interest of passers-by.

While driving, Liang Zhao glanced at Ling Xuan who was lying on the side in boredom. "Why don't you rush to drive today?"

"I can't drive anymore, I feel tired lying down."

With headphones hanging around his neck, Ling Xuan casually threw his long legs out, and lightly kicked the person in the driver's seat.

"Don't make trouble." Liang Zhao held the guy's slightly thin ankle with one hand, and threw it back.

Those who really can't stand the long-distance torture turned on the bossy coquettish mode, "How far is it~ I want to get off!"

Liang Zhao was already tired from driving, and was also annoyed by the boyfriend in the co-driver. He said, "Ling Xuan, are you being unreasonable? Who said you want to drive across the desert by yourself?"

"The rabbit said it." Boss Ling threw the pot to the cotton ball who was chewing vegetable leaves without thinking.

"The dog said it." Liang Zhao snorted lightly.

"Why are you still swearing!" A certain guy curled up unhappily, pretending to be alone, feeling sulking when he was alone.

There were no chattering voices in the car, and it suddenly became silent.Through the rearview mirror, one can catch a glimpse of the person on the co-pilot leaning against the car window. His profile is bright, his eyes are closed, and his eyelashes tremble slightly like a frail wing.

A few quarters of an hour later, the camper stopped in front of a passing supermarket.

Liang Zhao turned his head and coaxed the people beside him in a deep voice, "If you are tired from sitting, go down and have a rest?"

"Fell asleep?"

Seeing Ling Xuan nestled in place motionless, Liang Zhao had no choice but to leave him alone, opened the car door and walked into the supermarket here alone.

After driving long distances for a long time, I suddenly came to a supermarket with a full range of items, and I was really dazzled.

Liang Zhao took two cans of fruit drinks from the shelf, asked the clerk to help pack a sandwich with tuna salad, and handed over the local banknotes to pay the bill.

"Please cutitin halfforme." (Please cut it open for me.)

"Here's your change."

"Thank you."

Liang Zhao walked out of the supermarket with a paper bag containing food, and got into the car in no hurry.He sat down on the shoulder of the road, opened the tab of the tin can, poured half of the can against the backdrop of the endless grassland behind him, then tore open the package of the sandwich and ate it.

Finally, with a bang, a person got out of the camper van parked on the side of the road.

Ling Xuan approached with a blank face, and remained silent.

Liang Zhao smiled silently, pulled him to his side, handed over a can of fruit drink and half a sandwich, and said softly, "Eat it, the taste is not bad."

The man who was sullen for a while raised his eyelids, reached out to take the food, Liang Zhao took advantage of the situation and pushed his drink cup forward.

Will--

As soon as Ling Xuan came to his senses, the two tin cans had already collided with each other and made a soft noise, and he himself sat down obediently, so he could only curl his mouth and choke: "Why are you not in a hurry to hurry?"

"I never said I was going to hurry, and it's not too late." Liang Zhao replied as a matter of course, "If you want, you can live on the side of the road tonight."

"I didn't say that." Ling Xuan muttered, and then bumped glasses with Liang Zhao again, and then brought the fruit drink to his lips.

In this way, the two each took a can of drink and had a simple afternoon tea on the endless road.

After a short rest, Liang Zhao and Ling Xuan returned to their leisurely mood, sat in the car again, and headed for the next destination.

However, this part of the journey is not very satisfactory.

Time passed in the evening, after a heavy rain, they encountered the most embarrassing situation in a remote self-driving tour.

Liang Zhao straightened up from the posture of kneeling to check, and nodded to Ling Xuan confirmingly, "It is indeed a flat tire."

"Then what should I do, do you have tools to change the spare tire?" Ling Xuan slightly bent down, helping the person in front of him pat the wet sand on his trouser legs.

Liang Zhao shook his head, and once again set his eyes on this straight but really remote road.

Although the rain stopped, the large dark clouds overhead did not disperse, and at this time, even if you wanted to ask passers-by for help, it would probably be difficult to meet them.

"It seems that unfortunately just now, I may have to have a picnic by the roadside overnight."

"Is Liang Gong from Crow's Mouth?" Ling Xuan folded his arms and leaned against the open car door, not feeling the embarrassment of the current situation, but just smiled teasingly.

The sky is getting darker, and the cold wind blows at night, forming a contrasting temperature difference between day and night.

Liang Zhao urged Ling Xuan to get in the car and sit for a while, while he moved a folding table outside, quickly set up a simple frying grill, and took out the steak stored in the refrigerator for dinner.

But Ling Xuan returned to the car and only took a windbreaker and got out again. While putting the clothes on Liang Zhao, he glanced at the ingredients placed on the cooking table.

"Hey, it seems that I have been blessed by misfortune, and I can try my boyfriend's craft again."

"Am I starving you?"

Light rain began to fall around him again, Liang Zhao stretched out his hand and put on his hat, turned around and pushed Ling Xuan back into the car again to avoid the rain, "Go in, I'll call you when it's done."

Ling Xuan looked at the busy tall figure below through a car window covered with steam, and suddenly felt a sense of ease.

The annoyance in his heart caused by the long-distance self-driving seemed to be easily smoothed over by this episode of tire blowout.

As night fell completely, a makeshift tent light illuminated a small area around the camper.

The meaty and tender steak on the dinner plate is grilled just right, paired with the wine that comes with it, it is a rare satisfaction during travel.

While the two were eating in the faint light, there were also wild animals visiting.

A few huge sword antelopes jumped and ran away from not far away like springs.Most of their hair is gray-brown, and the white patch in the middle of the face is like a clown in a stage play, which is a bit funny.

Occasionally, brave monkeys would come to compete for food, but Ling Xuan sent them away with the leftover fruit in the car.

What should have been a romantic candlelight dinner turned out to be a hodgepodge of species, but this symbiosis with nature is still surprising.

In the middle of the night after the rain, the wind picked up, and the whistling sound was disturbing, and the network signal was also intermittent.

After finishing the dinner mess, Liang Zhao pressed a button on the campervan, and a warm-light tent popped up on the roof, and he climbed up lightly to watch the night view.

Not long after lying down with his arms on his pillow, Ling Xuan who was asleep in the carriage climbed up with his pillow in his arms.

The tent, which was only designed to accommodate a single person, suddenly became a little crowded.

Liang Zhao was accidentally injured, and hissed in pain: "What are you trying to do here? You stepped on my hand."

"I didn't step on any other place of yours. As for the reaction?"

Ling Xuan got into the sleeping bag by himself, and finally lay side by side with Liang Zhao at the same angle. "Besides, the journey is lonely, so it shouldn't be too much to want to cling to your boyfriend."

Liang Zhao chuckled lightly, rubbed his aching fingers, and threatened in a low voice: "If you keep kicking, you'll really kick somewhere else."

Ling Xuan snorted indifferently, and subconsciously looked into the sleeping bag at hand, and was shocked by a certain size in the next second.

shit.

No wonder a sanctimonious guy said that you can take your time, this thing will kill you if you force it?

There was no sound in the tent for half a minute, Liang Zhao raised his head, leaned over and asked leisurely, "President Ling, what are you thinking about?"

Ling Xuan swallowed unconsciously, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

"You are so abrupt."