After having the noodle dish with soybean paste, they went to have copper pot hot pot and Quanjude roast duck.

Later, it was mostly Song Guanchao eating alone, with Lin Wanqiu watching from the side.

She watched in astonishment: "You ate two ducks by yourself?"

"Sliced into pieces, there's not much weight."

"But you also had three bowls of noodle with soybean paste and copper pot hot pot before that."

Lin Wanqiu stared at his stomach, lifted his shirt, and touched his belly: "It's not even bulging. How do you eat so much and not get fat?"

Song Guanchao chuckled: "High consumption, high consumption."

Full and satisfied, they wandered aimlessly.

"Take a picture for me."

Lin Wanqiu handed him the phone, walked over, turned around, and made a peace sign next to her little face.

"Let me see."

She took the phone, pouting: "The picture is really not nice, my legs look short."

"I think it looks good."

Song Guanchao said: "The main thing is that the person looks good, any way you shoot looks good."

"You're so slick, you must be a player."

"Hey, how does that make me a player?"

"Hmph."

Lin Wanqiu continued walking forward and came to a photo spot where she wanted to take more pictures.

As they walked and stopped to take pictures along the way, occasionally she would see some nice jewelry in small shops and try them on.

"Does this look good?"

She picked up a Dai tribe hair ornament, beads and jade adorned her forehead, the bright red color making her already fair little face look even fairer.

"Looks great, like a princess."

"No, even princesses aren't as good-looking as you."

Lin Wanqiu poked his face: "You have such a sweet mouth, honestly, have you tricked many girls?"

"How can you call it tricking?"

Song Guanchao spread his hands innocently: "It's all mutual consent, can't call it tricking."

"Oh~" Lin Wanqiu drawled: "So, you really dated many girls?"

"Haven't dated any."

"Liar, I don't believe you."

"Seriously, haven't dated any, just normal male-female relationships, can't call it dating."

"..."

When she heard the first half, she was overjoyed.

The second half made her inexplicably a bit sad.

Actually, she had long known that with Song Guanchao's flirtatious nature, he surely wouldn't lack female company.

But knowing is one thing, hearing it from him is another.

Fortunately, Lin Wanqiu wasn't the type to get caught up in tangled thoughts.

She was quite open about it.

Not worrying about the future, only caring about the present.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have actively broken off her engagement with the Xiao Family.

She just wanted a bit more freedom, no restrictions, to pursue anything she liked.

Not thinking about what the future holds, it didn't matter.

She patted Song Guanchao's head, speaking in an experienced tone: "Young man, moderate a bit, be careful of your body getting exhausted."

She took off the hair ornament and stuffed it in Song Guanchao's hand: "I like this, buy it for me."

"Buy, buy, buy."

Song Guanchao took the hair ornament to pay.

Coming out of the small goods shop, Lin Wanqiu said: "Put it on me."

Song Guanchao put the hair ornament on, Lin Wanqiu shook her head, the bead strings clinking melodiously.

She smiled, giving Song Guanchao a feeling of being transported to ancient times, as if the person before him was truly a princess.

"What are you daydreaming about?"

"Sister is so beautiful, I got mesmerized."

"Hmph, such a sweet talker, you little rascal, are you trying to trick sister's body?"

"Everything I say is true."

"Hmph."

Lin Wanqiu grabbed his hand, placing her small hand into his securely: "There are so many people, hold me tight, don't lose me."

Song Guanchao tightly held her hand, Lin Wanqiu's heart trembled, walking beside him.

Just a simple handholding, yet a magical chemistry happened between them.

They walked out of the shopping street and reached the hotel, Lin Wanqiu said: "Little rascal, have you held enough?"

"No, sister's hand is so soft, I want to hold it forever."

"Hmph, then hold it, even when you go to the bathroom."

"That's what sister said, so later when I go to the bathroom, you can't complain I'm smelly."

"Pooh, how disgusting!"

Back in the room, Song Guanchao finally let go of her hand.

After having been out and about, both were sweaty.

Lin Wanqiu said: "Do you want to shower first or should I go first?"

"You go ahead, I'll need the bathroom in a bit."

"Ew, you're so gross!"

Lin Wanqiu opened her backpack, took out a cami top and a pair of panties, then headed straight to the bathroom.

Soon, the sound of rushing water began, like musical notes, stirring Song Guanchao's heartstrings.

Ten minutes later, Lin Wanqiu came out of the bathroom wearing her cami top, a towel wrapped around her waist.

"You can go shower now."

Lin Wanqiu sat on the bed, tugging at her neckline.

As Song Guanchao walked into the bathroom, she quickly opened her backpack and took out the condoms her mom had given her today.

After hesitating, she took one out and slipped it under the pillow.

After a while, she took it out again and put it back in the backpack.

Yet again, she slipped it under the pillow.

Back and forth, until Song Guanchao came out, the condom ultimately ended up back in the backpack.

Song Guanchao came out only wearing a pair of underwear, his fit muscles making Lin Wanqiu blush and unable to resist peeking.

Song Guanchao had noticed: "Look if you want to, seeing you doesn't cost me anything."

Lin Wanqiu scoffed: "Little brother has a pretty good figure."

"Hey, you have a pimple on your shoulder." Lin Wanqiu patted the spot beside her: "Come over and lie down, I'll pop that pimple for you."

"No need..."

"Come over quickly."

Song Guanchao had no choice but to go over and lie on the bed.

Lin Wanqiu leaned out of the covers halfway, popped the pimple.

As Song Guanchao was about to get up, Lin Wanqiu suddenly said: "Hey, your lips are dry, they're peeling."

"Really?"

"Yeah, don't you feel it?"

Lin Wanqiu said: "I have lip balm, do you want to use it?"

"No need." He wasn't used to using such things.

Lin Wanqiu huffed: "Suit yourself!"

Song Guanchao chuckled, remembering how when he first met Lin Wanqiu, she seemed mature, dignified, and aloof.

But in reality, after knowing her well, he realized it was all a facade.

She was just an ordinary girl, who can act coy, get angry, and even say mildly suggestive jokes.

"Use it, use it, hurry and put it on for me, I need lip balm right now, my lips are really dry!"

Song Guanchao lay on the bed face up, exaggerating his tone.

Lin Wanqiu wanted to laugh and pinched his arm: "Lie down without moving."

She took a lip balm from the cosmetics bag on the bedside table, then, instead of applying it on Song Guanchao, she applied it to her own lips.

This left Song Guanchao speechless: "Weren't you going to put it on me?"

"My lips are dry too."

She gently patted Song Guanchao, said: "Close your eyes."

"Why should I close them?"

"You talk too much, just close them when I tell you to!"

Alright then.

Song Guanchao closed his eyes.

Lin Wanqiu casually tossed away the lip balm in her hand.

Then, she pressed her lips together, bent down, and placed her soft red lips on top.

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