law of receptivity

"I'll be fine when I go to the main building and meet the people from the head office. Let's stroll over to have dinner at night. The Thai food here is delicious. How about taking you to watch the fireworks after eating?" Liang Ziqian put his arms around Yan Ge's waist, stepped back slightly, and led Yan Ge to lean against a stone lamp carved with lion patterns in the garden.

He raised his chin to point to a crowded place not far away, and said. "They originally had a firework event every Saturday, but we came late and missed it. I asked someone to prepare another one, and the time is ten o'clock tonight."

"Fireworks?"

After Yan Ge heard this, he turned his head and looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, he saw a dozen hotel waiters setting up tables and chairs on the beach with a soft cover, looking busy.Looking at the pile of firework boxes next to the tables and chairs, he guessed that the scale of this firework event must be quite large.

Yan Ge didn't understand. "What do you do with that? It's troublesome." Apart from the trouble, in such a well-known scenic spot where you sit on the ground and shout for prices, you have to tip for a drink of cold water, and it is not cheap to designate such a large-scale fireworks out of thin air.

Liang Ziqian didn't care. "It's nothing to worry about. Usually you are busy and I am also busy. It's hard for me to come out. Of course, I have to do something unusual."

The corner of Yan Ge's mouth twitched, originally he wanted to use the name of wasting money to say something to Liang Ziqian, but after a second thought he decided to forget it.

Liang Ziqian earns so much money a year, even if he gets up early every day and works late at night, he will still have to make it for ten or eight years. Besides, spending money has its own style of spending money, so let him go.

He leaned on Liang Ziqian wantonly, his two long legs crossed forward casually, then smiled at the man and said. "Okay, if you are willing to burn money to show your loyalty, I will reluctantly accept it."

Liang Ziqian tilted his head, with a bright smile on his face, expressing his love very elegantly in broad daylight.

he said. "If burning money can make you happy, I'd be happy to show you burning dollars every day."

There is nothing wrong with this white watch, but it sounds a little expensive.

"Pull it down, you..." Yan Ge scolded him with a smile, but it seemed that he was quite happy in his heart, and he felt sweet on the whole.

Leaning half of his body against Liang Ziqian, he slowly raised his head, his eyes casually surveyed the surrounding scenery, and in a detour, his focus returned to the noisy and busy crowd on the beach.

With so many people talking about him alone, it must be a very beautiful fireworks...

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There is really no money in this world.

When night fell, Liang Ziqian took Yan Ge to sit on the beach under the cloud-white soft canopy, facing the sea breeze and moonlight, singing and dancing with wine, and bunches of spiral firework fireworks flew into the sky in the indigo sky. Blooming into unparalleled bright fireworks.

The sound of the fireworks bursting is very pleasant, with a snap, short but clear, breaking the silence at the line of the sea and sky, lighting up every inch of the starry sky.

Yan Ge looked up at the sky all the time, his eyes were reluctant to blink, the bright eyes were full of joy, even a little unbelievable.

So beautiful, really so beautiful...

"Do you like it?" Liang Ziqian turned his head at this moment, and he looked deeply at Yan Ge's side face, the depth and concentration in his eyes can't be described...

Yan Ge nodded happily and said loudly. "I like it, I really like it."

At this time, he looked happy like a child, smiling so innocently and without defense.

For Liang Ziqian, this person, this smile, is sometimes so beautiful that he gets lost...

"Yan Pavilion." Liang Ziqian called him from a short distance away. "I love you."

This sentence was so clear that Yan Ge was stunned.

In the next second, before he had time to give half a word of response, Liang Ziqian suddenly stretched out his palm, he hooked Yan Ge's neck, pressed his head and kissed him...

That scorching wet---slippery tongue stuck into Yan Ge's mouth, greedily sweeping the breath and temperature that belonged to Yan Ge.Yan Ge was stunned for a moment, guided by the familiar smell, he couldn't help stretching out his hands, touching the only light in his eyes, and hugged Liang Ziqian tightly in his arms...

The blue sea was unprecedented, and amidst the brilliant fireworks, they kissed passionately, as if the world had disappeared.

This scene is like a time freeze, engraved forever in their memories that they will never forget...

In the early morning of the next day, the sky had just been brightened, and Yan Ge heard the sound of Liang Ziqian getting up while he was half asleep.

He struggled to open his eyes, and what caught his eyes was Liang Ziqian's tall and vigorous back, his back was facing the bed with his bare upper body, and the dots of dark red fingerprints on his back were left on him last night.

"You want to go out?" Yan Ge realized that his voice was a little hoarse after opening his mouth.

Liang Ziqian turned around and looked at him with a smile. "Are you awake? Are you hungry? I'm going to go out to play ball with the executives at the headquarters. I'll be back before lunch. If you're sleepy, sleep a little longer."

"Okay, you go..." Yan Ge really didn't wake up and felt that his upper and lower eyelids were still fighting, he smiled at Liang Ziqian with the corners of his mouth pulled, then turned over and lay down again.

In a daze all morning, Yan Ge didn't sleep well when he returned to the cage, and for some reason, he always hallucinated the sound of the door opening downstairs, and when the sound sounded, he thought it was Liang Ziqian who had returned. .

As a result, after going back and forth two or three times, everyone else woke up and Liang Ziqian hadn't come back yet.

He got up from the bed, took a shower in the bathroom, brushed his teeth, and changed his clothes. After finishing everything, he saw a message from Liang Ziqian on his phone, and the time showed that it was an hour ago.

Liang Ziqian said that he still had two or three hours to finish the work, let him eat lunch first, and if he wanted to go out for a walk, the driver was downstairs.

Yan Ge rubbed his stomach twice, he felt that he was not hungry, but he really wanted to eat something sweet...

Mr. Yan may have drowned in a honey jar in his previous life, otherwise his sweet tooth in this life is as bad as a pregnant woman's mouth.

He simply blew his hair, took his mobile wallet and went downstairs.

The driver really had been waiting at the door, and when he saw Yan Ge open the door, he greeted him with a smile.

"Hello, Mr. Yan, President Liang asked me to wait for you here, would you like to go out?"

Yan Ge walked down the stairs, nodding with a smile. "Yeah, you've worked hard. By the way, is there a dessert shop on this island? If so, take me there."

"Yes, this way please." After speaking, the driver hurriedly opened the rear door for him.

Redang Island is not very big, and it only takes half a day to go around.The dessert shop is a patisserie in a town five or six kilometers away from the Morgan Hotel.

Yan Ge said. "I'll need about an hour, you can find a place to sit for a while." He said and took out a few dollars from his wallet and handed them to the driver.

The driver hurriedly thanked him and took the money with both hands. "Thank you, Mr. Yan! I'll wait for you here in an hour."

Your Excellency Yan got out of the car and stopped on the stone road in front of the small shop. He slightly raised his head and looked up at the somewhat old building decoration. It happened that a ray of sunlight came over and shone head-on on his erect facial features like ice sculptures.

The sun shines on beautiful people, pedestrians want to die, and the instinct to appreciate beauty seems to know no boundaries.

As a result, many of the guests in the garden of the small shop who had been whispering to each other just now were distracted and fixed their eyes on Yan Ge.

Yan Ge didn't take it seriously, and walked into the store nonchalantly.

It's just that he hasn't noticed that when people around him are paying attention to him, a footstep has already approached him and stretched out his hand to him without hesitation...

The moment Yan Ge was patted on the shoulder, he turned around naturally.

But the uninvited guest didn't seem to have the slightest emotional change. He was smiling, singing softly, and his tone was the same as before.

The man called softly.

"Xiao Yan."