The president blushes when he flirts

It would take at least eight hours to drive to the destination. Counting the rest time on the road, it was already night when they arrived at the destination.

After arriving at the place, although you can see the warm yellow lights of every house from a distance, you can't see the street lights on the road.

If it wasn't for the lights in the house, and he could still see the utility poles on both sides of the road and the smooth asphalt road, Xiang Wan would have wondered if this was an old village forgotten by the new society.

I stayed at the hotel I booked in advance. Although it was only a three-story private house, the interior decoration was more modern than expected.

Out of the six rooms, four were occupied, and the other three were occupied by elders who took a SLR to take pictures in the mountains.

Putting down the change of clothes, the two of them went downstairs to eat, and happened to meet three people who came a step earlier than the two of them, gathered together and ordered a table of farm dishes.

"What's the boy's name?" asked one of them, wearing gold-rimmed sunglasses.

He is the oldest of the three. He is 78 years old this year. Although he has reached his age, his body and mentality are in good condition. He looks like a middle-aged man in his early 50s.

The corner of Xiang Wan's mouth curled up slightly, and he was always gentle and calm with others: "Master, my name is Xiang Wan, and the person next to me is called Yu Wen."

The old man nodded with a smile, and sighed with the uncle surnamed Zhong next to him: "Few young people will come to travel at this time. The pace of life in the city is too fast these days, and most of them stay at home even on weekends. Not many people have seen the mountain scenery."

Uncle Zhong nodded in agreement, and asked the two of them: "You are right, Uncle Yu, but it's cold this season, why would young people like you want to come out to play, shouldn't you be still at work? "

Facing the question, Yu Wen and Xiang Wan looked at each other, and then smiled wryly with unknown meaning. The complicated emotions couldn't be separated for a while, but they didn't know how to explain it.

Just as he was about to speak, Uncle Yang, who had already eaten half a bowl of rice, said: "The two young men ran out, right? My daughter also had this expression when she ran out and was found by us."

This remark seemed to open up a topic. For a while, the words of a few people were like opening a sluice, discussing the matter of Uncle Yang's daughter and the poor boy next door eloping.

Yu Wen shook his head helplessly, grabbed a piece of meat for Xiang Wan, and watched Xiang Wan eat it expectantly.

"How does it taste?" Yu Wen asked.

The "delicious" meat has a smooth texture mixed with a special fragrance, and the sweet taste does not feel greasy at all. After one bite, I want to eat another bite, "Is there anything in this dish?"

Seeing that people like to eat, Yu Wen proudly offered a treasure: "The village on this mountain relies on the mountain to eat, and they cook with whatever is on the mountain. I knew you would like it."

"It looks like someone washed mine well." Xiang Wan took another chopstick and savored it in his mouth, teasing him softly.

Yu Wen glanced at the three uncles who didn't pay attention at all, and whispered in a very soft voice, "Since you like it, can you..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiang Wan stuffed meat into Yu Wen's mouth with chopsticks, and looked at Yu Wen's face carefully.

What happened to the little leather-faced president in his memory? This worm has gotten into his head, can he not blush without heartbeat when talking about nasty things?

What should I do? I kind of miss that Mr. President who is shy when he flirts.

"Mr. Yu" Xiang Wan pretended to be serious, "Do you think I can be fooled with just one meal?"

Xiang Wan's hands under the table were restless, covering Yu Wen's twitching belly, and pinched gently.

Seeing Yu Wen, who was gradually blushing because of this action, Xiang Wan was not polite, and moved to the man's mouth like lightning and took a bite.

Then he said in people's ears: "Should Mr. Yu want to be on the top today? Or on the bottom?"