Fascinated by another world

Mu Yan had caught up on sleep in the morning and couldn't fall asleep. He was lying on the bedside looking at Ling Yunran in a daze, looking at the small face that was still frowning in deep sleep, with long eyelashes trembling slightly. Wrapping around her short hair, sketching her slanted eyebrows, straight nose bridge, and thin lips that look resolute and cold, but warm and soft when touched, thinking about the early morning, in the The rising sun on the sea surface, her elegant and handsome back, thinking of her sweating like rain at noon, that kind of desperate stubbornness is touching and distressing.

Stubborn, stubborn, rigid, serious, and uninteresting, Mu Yan thought about the comments he made to Ling Yunran in the past, which made her furious, and couldn't help but chuckled, rubbed her sleeping face with his hands, and murmured, " Mu Yan, you really fell in love with that stubborn, stubborn, rigid, serious person..." After Mu Yan finished speaking, he smiled again, leaned over, and secretly pressed a kiss on her cheek.

When Ling Yunran woke up, it was the setting sun, and the gilded light was pouring from the window, falling on the person leaning against the window reading a book. She was leaning on the recliner, her legs under the white skirt were crossed, and her long Her hair was scattered on her shoulders, dyed golden by the sun's rays, and the afterglow reflected her delicate and warm face, delicate eyebrows, small nose, even if she pursed her lips slightly, they were pink and moist, as if she was The dewdrops in the lotus leaves are rolling.

Ling Yunran pursed his lips, his eyes fell on Mu Yan's slightly upturned lips, recalling her tenderness and sweetness, subconsciously swallowed, Mu Yan just turned his head and said with a smile, "Are you awake?", Ling Yunran His small movements were caught straight, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he nodded expressionlessly.

Mu Yan put the book on the bedside, walked up to her, rubbed her messy hair, and said, "Get up and tidy up, let's go out to eat." Ling Yunran nodded, put on jeans and short sleeves, and scratched her hair, looking back at her,

"Okay?" Mu Yan was stunned for a moment, pulled Ling Yunran to sit down, and stood in front of her, holding her tanned red face and looking at it distressedly, and wiped some skin care water on her with a cotton pad, Spread the after-sun repair cream evenly on the fingertips, and said, "Make a mask at night, otherwise there will be spots",

Ling Yunran sat quietly, letting Mu Yan mess with her face, until Mu Yan saw that Ling Yunran's dry and peeling face finally regained some moist luster, then he stopped with satisfaction, lowered his head and kissed her beautiful cheek. mouthed.

Mu Yan took a set of clothes from his bag and handed them to Ling Yunran, "I bought them in the past noon, your jeans looked hot." Ling Yunran took over a set of very soft and breathable linen clothes.

Beige trousers, loose and hanging down, white shirt, the material is very comfortable, Mu Yan walked up to her, carefully rolled up the sleeves for her, put a small hat on her, and squeezed her with satisfaction. He said, "I really want you to wear a skirt", thinking of Ling Yunran who was wearing a long black dress at that banquet, like an elegant and noble black swan, extremely charming.

Ling Yunran looked down at Mu Yan who was wearing a long skirt, revealing her arms, fragrant shoulders, fair skin on her chest, slender ankles, and cute toes. The urge to cover it all up.

The two entered the urban area in a tuktuk, a unique transportation tool in Thailand, and arrived at the bustling area of ​​Pattaya. Saying that the Thai text looks like a male's sperm is a metaphor for Thailand's unique pornographic culture.

Most Thai men are relatively short, but Ling Yunran's slender figure stands out from the crowd like a chicken. Coupled with her handsome and neutral temperament, she has attracted the attention of many Thai people.When Mu Yan was looking for the seafood restaurant recommended by the guide, when he turned around, Ling Yunran disappeared.

Ling Yunran stood at the entrance of a bar, with a poster posted on the bulletin board next to her. She stared intently at the poster. Next to her was a woman with black hair hanging down, thick bangs, and high heels. She walked up to Ling Yun in front of dye.

The woman wore thick false eyelashes, put on a thick foundation, and painted her lips bright red. She smiled charmingly at Ling Yunran, lowered her head slightly, folded her palms together, and performed Thai etiquette to Ling Yunran.

Ling Yunran nodded, looked at her expressionlessly, pointed at the poster with her finger, the woman nodded at Ling Yunran, took her hand and walked to the side,

When Mu Yan found Ling Yunran, what he saw was this scene, his eyes were instantly cold, and he walked quickly towards Ling Yunran.

Ling Yunran pushed the woman away from holding her hand, wanted to follow her, but stood there, looking back until she saw Mu Yan approaching, her eyes softened.

Mu Yan walked up to Ling Yunran, took her hand, declared the ownership, then raised his chin slightly, and asked the woman what was the matter in English, "Sawadika, &#&%&*%...", When the woman opened her mouth, it was a man's voice, which made Ling Yunran's expression extremely ugly.

The woman pointed to the poster and told them to follow her. Mu Yan turned his head to look at it. On the poster were two men with gloves on. "Do you want to watch Muay Thai?" Mu Yan frowned and asked, Ling Yunran nodded, and Mu Yan had no choice but to let that person lead the way.

"Why does she have a man's voice, even..." Ling Yun fingered his throat and asked a little uncomfortable,

"This is Thailand's culture. Men can choose to be women, and they are recognized here," Mu Yan explained. Ling Yunran pursed her lips and did not speak, which subverted her concept too much. There were young men in ancient times, but such blatant Appearing in public places is indeed too absurd and unacceptable.

"I said that there may be things you don't like here, but their existence will not trouble you. Here, everyone can be their true self and will not be discriminated against," Mu Yan tried to convince her, Holding her hand tightly, Ling Yunran pursed his lips and remained silent.

The two followed the woman to the back alley. There was a lot of noise. Many people crowded around the edge of the ring. It was originally a muay thai match with fierce fights. There were only men in the room. So when Ling Yunran and Mu Yan walked into the door, they were surrounded by a group of dark skinned men. Among the Thai guys, Mu Yan, whose complexion was as snowy, looked out of place, which attracted everyone's attention, and some even squeezed Mu Yan deliberately.

Mu Yan wrinkled his nose displeased by the stuffy men's sweaty smell in the room, but he didn't want to leave Ling Yunran alone, so he had to restrain himself and try his best to avoid those stinky men who were waiting for an opportunity to come over and take advantage of it. them.

The crowd was crowded, pushing and shoving each other, and Mu Yan, who was obsessed with cleanliness, had a gloomy face, dodging in embarrassment, and tried to lean towards Ling Yunran as much as possible.Mu Yan's arms were crossed, and his arms were wrapped around his chest, against the crowded crowd. Suddenly, the center of gravity of his body was tilted. Mu Yan whispered, but hid in a warm embrace.

Ling Yunran pulled Mu Yan into his arms, put his arms around her, looked down on her, and stared at those men with ulterior motives with sharp eyes, so that they would not dare to come closer.

The two moved to a slightly remote place, and it was a muay thai contest in the arena. Ling Yunran watched very intently. Compared with Brother Bao's Muay Thai, the Muay Thai here was more orthodox, and the strikes were fierce and the angles were tricky. After hundreds of years of Muay Thai kung fu soaking up the skills, Ling Yunran figured out how to block and attack in his heart.

Mu Yan didn't like to watch such bloody scenes, she just nestled in Ling Yunran's arms, enjoying her rare intimacy and care, Mu Yan slightly raised his head, leaning against her chest, with Ling Yunran's bath in his nose It smelled like dew, and her steady breath brushed across her forehead, carrying the fragrance of grass and trees.

The people behind pushed Ling Yunran, so she had no choice but to move, her body was close to Mu Yan, her waist unconsciously pressed against Mu Yan's buttocks, there was no gap.

Ling Yunran was engrossed in staring at the fierce boxing match on the stage, but she didn't notice it, while Mu Yan was constantly being pushed and shoved by people walking back and forth behind Ling Yunran, and her waist seemed to be rubbing against her buttocks.

The two bodies got closer and closer, Mu Yan's breathing became rapid, and the suppressed desire in his heart lightly stirred up the flames, which were about to burn thousands of miles of dead grass.Mu Yan pretended to be calm, and the people around him kept cheering for the boxing match, but Mu Yan was unconsciously teased by Ling Yunran behind him, and his whole body went limp.

Ling Yunran looked down at her and asked, "Is it hot?" Mu Yan's ears were red, and he lowered his head without making a sound. The people behind him pushed and shoved her. , Ling Yunran turned her head and stared at the man coldly, and then she bumped into Mu Yan with her waist,

"Hmm..." Mu Yan snorted softly. Her long skirt was very thin, and she could feel the slight heat somewhere under Ling Yunran's waist under the same thin fabric. There was wetness between Yan's legs, and he subconsciously rubbed Ling Yunran's waist lightly.

Ling Yunran glared at the crowd behind him and warned them not to come any closer. Looking back at the game in the stands, her waist was a little weird, with something soft rubbing against her. Ling Yunran lowered her head and saw Mu Yan's buttocks sticking to her waist On the bed, rubbing back and forth, Ling Yunran blushed, leaned into her ear and whispered, "Don't move!".

Mu Yan's cheeks were flushed, she licked her lips, raised her hand to cover Ling Yunran's hand around her waist, clasped her fingers and held it, kneading it gently, feeling the rough thinness in her palm cocoon.

In the crowded crowd, Mu Yan held Ling Yunran's palm and walked along his waist, letting the scorching palm inadvertently brush against the lower edge of the double peaks, the ribs that were next to each other, Sweeping over the small navel, stroking back and forth on the slightly concave belly, as if telling her that there is a baby that needs to be cared for, and then go down to stick it to the already wet place.

Ling Yunran's hand shook violently, and he pulled it back forcefully. He no longer wanted to watch the boxing match, so he pulled Mu Yan out of the door.

Ling Yunran walked ahead with a stern face, without saying a word, "Are you angry?" Mu Yan peeked at her side face, the lust in his eyes faded away, who made those cold eyes stop looking at her.

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