Beishi Railway Station is still brightly lit in the night. This historic building looks particularly solemn in the bustling modern city.
When Qing Yun and Chen Yue arrived at the train station, the first thing they saw was the iconic red brick building. The towering clock tower was particularly eye-catching in the night. The hands on the clock face were illuminated by the lights. There is a soft glow under the light.
The night view here is not as brightly lit as other places, but it has its own unique charm. The glass curtain wall of the station building reflects the light of the street lights, giving it a warm and busy feeling.
In the square in front of the station, pedestrians are hurrying, saying goodbye or greeting each other. Everyone has their own story.
In the square in front of the station, there were bustling crowds. There were passengers hurriedly dragging their suitcases, relatives and friends reluctant to say goodbye, and street performers playing and singing melodious tunes in the corner.
Above the main entrance of the station, the two characters "Bei Shi" shine brightly under the light, welcoming travelers from all directions.
The car stopped slowly at the entrance of Beishi Railway Station.
Qing Yun and Chen Yue walked into the station. Naturally, they did not need to buy tickets. Yang Bingnan had already arranged everything. They only needed to stand in the lobby and wait.
There were not many people queuing up in front of the ticket window, and the two people’s figures were elongated under the light, making them look particularly intimate.
Qing Yun carefully adjusted Chen Yue's collar to ensure that she would not feel cold.
Chen Yue nestled beside him, and the atmosphere between the two was warm and harmonious.
"People here seem to be in a hurry." Chen Yue said softly, looking around.
"Life is like this, there are always countless rushes." Qing Yun responded, holding her hand, "But we are different. We have only one destination - that is the other party."< /p>
Whether the words are greasy or not actually depends on the relationship between them.
The dialogue between a real boyfriend and girlfriend when they are passionately in love can be as greasy as it is.
Mr. Xiao Chen obviously fell for this, and she felt warm in her heart. She looked up at him, her eyes shining with happiness, "As long as the destination is you, I will be satisfied."
Hot kisses are a must, but Emperor Yun didn’t kill too many dogs.
After all, taking a train to another place at night during weekdays is obviously a hard-working person who is busy with life.
You still have to be kind. The two of them took the tickets and walked to the waiting room.
The train will leave soon, so there is no need to go to a VIP lounge.
The interior decoration of the station is simple and modern. The sound of radio echoes in the spacious space, and the train timetable scrolls on the huge electronic display screen.
Passengers waiting for the train are sitting or standing, some are reading books, some are chatting in low voices, and some are closing their eyes to relax. Everyone is waiting for their own train.
The two found a way to Sun Moon Lake.In the waiting area, many passengers waiting for the train had gathered. Qing Yun and Chen Yue found a few empty seats to sit down.
Chen Yue took out a magazine from his bag and started to read it, while Qing Yun took out her mobile phone to check her emails. She occasionally looked up and looked around, observing the various life styles in the station.
Not far away, a little boy, accompanied by his mother, was chasing a ball, his laughter clear and sweet. Next to them, several old people sat together, chatting about home affairs in Hokkien, with friendly smiles on their faces.
"What do you think of this place?"
"It's quiet and comfortable." A pair of Ruifeng eyes were full of smiles, she closed the magazine and leaned on Qing Yun's shoulder Going up, feeling the tranquility, "Youngest, I like this feeling of waiting very much."
Quiet is a relative word. Simply speaking of quiet in terms of sound, it is better to replace it with silence or dead silence.
The silence among the fireworks in the world is also the longest and most affectionate feeling in the world.
Qing Yun gently stroked her hair and pecked her forehead from time to time.
Chen Yue looked around curiously. This official lady, who was born in Xishu, had no experience of riding trains since she was a child.
It’s not all about how wealthy her family is, but the existence of the Qinling Mountains. Without the speed-up train, it would take a day just to cross the Qinling Mountains. From Jincheng to Yanjing, it would take three days and three days. night.
Who is willing to spend six days on the round trip?
For her, the train station is a novel experience.
Chen Yue took Qing Yun's hand and whispered, "It's so lively here, completely different from the airport."
Qing Yun smiled and responded, "Yes. Ah, the train station is more humane, and you can feel the beginning of the journey more closely."
As the train slowly entered the platform, Qing Yun and Chen Yue boarded the night train together.
Chen Yue originally thought it would be a crowded and noisy experience.
However, when she followed Qing Yun into the independent box assigned to them, she had to admit that the wild boar next to her was careful this time and gave her a surprise.
The space here is much more spacious than she imagined, and it is also quite comfortably furnished. The soft berth, neat sheets, and private space all exceeded her expectations.
Chen Yue looked around. This small box seemed to have become a world for the two of them, isolated from the hustle and bustle of the outside world.
"It seems that you have a premeditated plan." Mr. Chen's eyes flashed with appreciation...
There was also a hint of understanding.
Sure enough!
Big pervert!
Chen Yue bounced on the bed, feeling the softness of the mattress, "This is much better than I thought. I thought it was a narrow sleeper."
Yun Di shrugged his shoulders, "I can only say that the island is a capitalist world."
Well, it's not too much to say. After all, there will be subways in Pengcheng in the future. Grade 369.
Chen Yue looked at his watch. It was past 11 o'clock, and the train arrived at the station after 5 o'clock in the morning. He had to catch up on his sleep quickly.
"When is the sunrise time?"
She asked while quickly packing her luggage.
Since the stinky youngest has put a lot of effort into arranging this time, this kind of problem is naturally not a problem.
Qingyun, on the other hand, leaned towards the window to enjoy his cigarette. When he was about to wash up, he naturally had to smoke a cigarette first.
Breaking out a puff of smoke out the window, he responded, "It's 6:08."
Chen Yue rolled her eyes at him, wrinkled her nose, and looked disgusted. , urging him to come over and brush his teeth quickly, otherwise he would not be allowed to kiss.
Yun Emperor took a deep breath and then reluctantly put out the cigarette.
Chen Yue took out the toiletry bag from his luggage and walked to the small washbasin at the end of the carriage, followed closely by Qing Yun.
After a brief shower, she took out their toothbrushes and toothpaste and motioned for him to come over.
Although the space is small, it is enough for two of them to use it at the same time.
Standing in front of the sink, Chen Yue squeezed out toothpaste in front of the mirror, while Qing Yun leaned on the edge of the sink, smiling playfully and shaking her butt left and right to the rhythm of the train. Touching the side of her hip.
Chen Yue angrily scolded him for being childish, asked him to open his mouth and stuck the toothbrush in for him, but then started playing with him with a smile on his face.
The two people were squeezing each other as if they were playing a game of turf.
The petite Chen Yue actually does not suffer in this kind of game.
Bending down, she cleverly slipped into Qing Yun's arms and directly occupied the sink.
Looking at the sly Mr. Chen in the mirror, Emperor Yun was left speechless.
What a rascal!
But...
The corner of his mouth raised a crooked God of War's signature smile, and Qing Yun changed it to a smile.
Mr. Xiao Chen turned around and rolled his eyes at him, but with a smile on his lips, "Don't make trouble!"
Qing Yun did not give up the joke because of her words. Instead, he nudged her gently, as if in a silent challenge.
Yun Emperor has always believed that if a couple doesn't make trouble or get into trouble, this love is purely in vain.
The two of them were doing this little trick while brushing their teeth in front of the sink. The bubbles were splashing everywhere, but they also kept laughing.
Mr. Xiao Chen was brushing his teeth and twisting his body, as if he was avoiding his impact, but at the same time he seemed to be enjoying the intimate slapstick.
But after bumping into each other, the taste changed.
Chen Yue felt a stick appear behind her, slapping her butt left and right.
She knew what it was without even looking back, and her face was immediately filled with blush.
"Oh, I'm angry!"
With his mouth full of toothpaste foam, Mr. Chen could only make a vague sound.
But her eyes were full of smilesHe was obviously not really angry.
Yun Emperor played with confidence and boldness.
Finally, Chen Yue finished brushing her teeth first. With a blush on her face, she turned around, faced Qing Yun, and gently poked his chest with her finger,
"Okay. Okay, you big pervert, stop playing and go to bed quickly."
Sleepy?
Speaking of this, Qing Yun said that he was not sleepy at all.
Forcibly twist Mr. Chen’s body and continue the friction game.
Anyway, she still has skin care work to do.
Seeing this guy being so mean, Chen Yue could only roll his eyes in the mirror, and angrily took out a bunch of bottles and cans from his toiletry bag and threw them on his face and body. greeting.
Now it was Qing Yun’s turn to feel uncomfortable.
Those who are separated by two pairs of jeans are simply making themselves uncomfortable.
After purring twice, spitting out the foam in his mouth, and forcibly cleaning off the orange-flavored lipstick on little Yueyue’s lips, Emperor Yun sat down by the bed with satisfaction, took out his cell phone and checked Mail.
Fun is fun, fun is fun, work still needs to be dealt with.
Although Qin Manman handled most of the affairs after coming out, it was nothing major.
But if he doesn't ask questions at all, regardless of other things, the empress, who is already very sad when she returns, will never give him good things to eat.
At least a delivery receipt for the email must be given.
When Chen Yue finished washing, Emperor Yun, who had long been unable to hold himself back, sat down on the edge of the bed and patted the mattress gently, smiling cheerfully at her.
Mr. Xiao Chen rolled his eyes at him, his face full of disgust, but he walked over and sat down on his lap very honestly.
In that warm box, as Chen Yue sat down, the surrounding air seemed to solidify.
Chen Yue put her arms around Qing Yun's neck and approached gently. Her movements were gentle and natural, as if this was the moment she had been waiting for for a long time.
Her lips gradually came closer to Qing Yun, and their breathing became rapid and mixed at the moment of proximity.
Their lips finally met, with a hint of freshness and sweetness. Their lips and teeth were intertwined, exploring each other gently.
Chen Yue closed her eyes and immersed herself in the kiss, feeling Qing Yun's warmth and tenderness.
Qing Yun's hands naturally wrapped around her waist, hugging her tighter.
There is no impatience or impulsiveness, there is only deep affection and tacit understanding between the lips and teeth.
Their heartbeats were synchronized at this moment, and the roar of the train and the rhythm of the track became the background music of the kiss.
Time seemed to stop at this moment, and only the breathing and heartbeats of the two people echoed in the car.
When they separated, the corners of Chen Yue's lips raised slightly.
This was the first time she slept alone with him.
Very memorable.
But Mr. Chen soon became angry.
Looking at the smelly youngest who ran to turn off the lights, but then quickly slipped into the suitcase and took out a pack of wet wipes, she couldn't help but snorted.
That’s really the plot, isn’t it!
She was ashamed and angry, with a faint blush on her cheeks. She held someone down and secretly tried to stuff the wet wipes into the pillow.
Qing Yun heyed twice, looking serious. He explained, "Wipe your sweat. As you know, the climate of the island is very humid, so it's easy to get sticky and uncomfortable at night."
He said that since he couldn't take a shower, it wasn't too much to wipe his body. .
When Chen Yue heard this, she rolled her eyes. How could she not know that he was so cruel!
"You really think I haven't read that novel, right! "Night Train South", right?!"
Mr. Xiao Chen said that there are several novels of a certain type in her computer. Thousands of books, maybe he has not read as many as she has!
The youngest had no chance to watch it when he was in middle school. He just watched it secretly in an Internet cafe.
None of them have computers at home.
As for why she had seen it...
Then it can only be blamed on Tang Qianying, that dirty demon king!
Not only do you defile yourself, you also poison them!
When Emperor Yun heard this, he was shocked.
Has Little Yueyue read such an unpopular short article?
Where is the innocent soprano we promised?
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