My fiancé always treats me like Liuli

After spending several hot and dry summers in Beijing, Jiang Youyou felt that every pore of her skin was steaming when she first returned to the coastal city in the south.

Lu Changkong said that he wanted to put down his work and go on vacation with him, so he really didn't bring his assistant or work with him, so he could set off easily.So now the two of them are strolling in this small coastal town close to Nancheng, Jiang Youyou is holding a Lunjiao cake wrapped in a plastic bag, it is white and glutinous, and it makes him feel sweet .

When he was in junior high school, he liked to eat this pastry, but the time-honored store in Nancheng was always overcrowded. He was busy studying every day, and he squeezed out the time for sleeping, so he didn't have time to queue.So, every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday morning, Lu Changkong would get up early and queue up before dawn.When Jiang Youyou wakes up, she can reach out to get the Lunjiao Cake on the table, take a bite of the sweet and sweet one, and she will be in a good mood all day long.

Lu Changkong held his hand, looked down at him happily chewing, and couldn't help laughing, so he asked, "Is the Lunjiao cake in this town as good as Nancheng's? I read on the commenting software that just now Home is the most famous here.”

"Delicious!" How could Jiang Youyou taste the subtle difference, he was full of water, and now he feels that everything he eats tastes good.He raised his hand and handed the soft and glutinous white cake to Lu Changkong's mouth, "Try it too."

The two of them just walked on the street bit by bit and abused dogs. This was really nothing to be ashamed of Jiang Youyou. He was used to sticking with Lu Changkong every day when he was in middle school.The premature single-parent life made him understand that other people's eyes really don't care, so once he surrenders his heart, he likes to pour out his passionate emotions directly, showing his happiness and sadness on his face, and who he has a good impression of , which can be seen at a glance.

The weather was sweltering. In the afternoon, they sat by the beach and put up a big parasol. Jiang Youyou lay on the recliner and enjoyed Mr. Lu's exquisite massage techniques.He couldn't see his back, so he didn't know how imaginative the scene of Mr. Lu's big wheat-colored hands rubbing his white shoulders was to people passing by.

Jiang Youyou hummed comfortably, and by the way, discussed the plot to be written in the new article with Lu Changkong. Unknowingly, the sky darkened. The two had dinner in the sea view restaurant, and walked hand in hand to the beach. When I was by the reef, I met a photographer who was taking pictures of the sunset.The photographer saw the two of them coming hand in hand, with love for each other in their eyes, and suddenly got inspiration, and went up to ask them if they would like to take pictures.

Jiang Youyou was a little moved, but she thought that she had already shown her face on TV. Although she might not be famous, she would still be picked up.Seeing Lu Changkong nodding, he pulled him aside, and whispered, "Why don't we just forget about it, if it's posted online, the two of us will be forced to expose. You said, now is not the time."

But how could Lu Changkong fail to see his intentions.

"It's okay." He raised his hand and gently patted his head. "I'll tell Xiao Qiao, he knows how to arrange it. Even if it is posted on the Internet, it will be deleted immediately. It won't cause much trouble."

Although I already knew that the Lu family was not simple, but after hearing this, it seemed inexplicably powerful!

Seeing that they agreed, the photographer happily directed the position, but no matter how they arranged it, the two of them were like conjoined twins. They especially liked to stick together, which made the picture a little unbalanced. The photographer was anxious and stepped forward to grab Lu Chang Kong's arm said: "This gentleman, can you-"

Lu Changkong's whole body shook, and he pulled out his arm at once, and said flatly, "Sorry, I'm not used to being touched by others."

The tone was obviously not so intense, but the photographer felt a panic on his back, nodded, and said wittily: "How about we change the composition, come on, like this..."

Under the guidance of professionals, the final photos finally no longer look like wedding photos with pink bubbles.

In the light of the sunset, the young man standing sideways in the sea with his feet raised slightly, his body leaning forward in a flexible arc, while the man who is closer to the camera is sitting with his back facing him, with his hands on the beach. He didn't take a picture of the front, but from the side of his head, there is no doubt that he is watching the young man in the sea.

The color tone of the photo is extremely beautiful, Jiang Youyou likes it very much, and added WeChat to each other, please remember to send it to the photographer.

The hotel they stayed at was near the beach, and they walked all the way back. Thinking of Lu Changkong's intense physical reaction after being touched just now, Jiang Youyou jokingly said, "I suddenly realized that you are afraid of so many things. Seeing blood, afraid of being touched by others, afraid of me coughing..." At this point, he felt a little guilty, afraid that Lu Changkong would not allow him to play in the water tomorrow, "Swimming is okay, right?"

Lu Changkong suddenly raised the corners of his lips, smiling warmly, "It's okay, I won't catch cold in the current weather, I like to watch you swim."

At this moment, [Wow——] and [Wow——] in the water came to Jiang Youyou's mind. He felt that he must have some kind of disease, so it's not good...

At night, Jiang Youyou was lying on the bed and scrolling through Weibo, and a new update from a famous paparazzi came out: [Mad!Actor Xiao Mingluo is suspected to be taken care of by the boss of a famous technology company! 】

"Huh, what the hell?" Although Jiang Youyou was not familiar with Xiao Mingluo, he always felt that Xiao Mingluo was a very dedicated actor during the short time he spent with the crew.In the play, there is a scene where he is chased and killed, and then rescued by the male protagonist, his appearance is quite miserable.In addition to the blood makeup, he also needs to be trapped in the "swamp" and cannot get out. Although the crew will not let him really sink into the swamp, rolling in mud is inevitable.

Xiao Mingluo, who is the movie star, never complained, and even felt that he didn't perform well in one scene, so he asked for another shot.

Jiang Youyou and Lu Changkong are together, knowing that some celebrities in the entertainment industry will take shortcuts to get up, but first, Xinyue's management is very strict, and nothing like this happened on the surface; second, someone picked up Xiao Mingluo's background in the early years, It is unimaginable to say that he is not from a commoner family, so he was raised or something.

However, from the pictures on Weibo, it was obvious that Xiao Mingluo was intimate with the man hugging him, and the man even lowered his head and whispered in his ear.

"If friends are joking, they will be so close, right?" Jiang Youyou said to herself, looking for reasons to convince herself, Mr. Lu who was holding his feet on the other side of the bed and cutting his toenails raised his head, Ask him what's the matter.

Jiang Youyou showed him the phone, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she suddenly became nervous: "However, Changkong, Xiao Mingluo is now a member of Xinyue's banner, and if such a thing is exposed, should you organize someone to deal with it? "

Lu Changkong shook his head, lowered his head and continued to concentrate on dealing with his nails, "Someone will come forward, you don't have to worry."

That concentrated expression seemed to be dealing with some big case.Jiang Youyou used to cut his nails by himself, but ever since Lu Changkong found out that he had the obsessive-compulsive disorder to cut his nails very short, he was not allowed to do it himself, and told him very seriously: "You are not only hurting yourself, You are still scaring me, look, bleeding is coming from the cut, do you want me to faint?"

Jiang Youyou has never seen someone like Mr. Lu, who is so weak and weak due to dizziness, yet attack so confidently.Hey, his family's style of attack is not consistent with other families' style of painting.

When I woke up the next day, the sky was overcast with dark clouds and it didn't look good.Jiang Youyou was a little worried about today's plan for swimming and driving around the beach, so she checked the weather forecast online, "It said it was raining, so I couldn't swim."

Lu Changkong was packing up a full set of swimming equipment, even the little yellow duck swimming ring was specially picked out yesterday from a store by the beach for Jiang Youyou to use.Hearing this, he put down the things in his hand and picked up the car keys instead, "It's okay, this vacation is long, let's talk about it in two days, let's go out for a walk today."

The town has only been developed in the past two years, and it has always maintained the form of a fishing village. There are also several buildings made by Japan more than 100 years ago, which are very distinctive all-wood structures.It was precisely because of the environment here that Jiang Youyou wanted to come here to collect materials.The protagonist meets the Japanese swordsman in such a small town, and then follows the swordsman to travel eastward, experiences nine deaths at sea, and then integrates Japanese ninjutsu into his martial arts moves.

Lu Changkong parked his car at the corner of the ancient street in the small town, and stood aside with his arms folded, watching Jiang Youyou compare the map with great interest.

"Go north, go east, and walk 100 meters..." He said as he walked along the old stone road. Every ten steps, there would be alleys on both sides of the main road, making it difficult to know where to turn. .

Jiang Youyou was dizzy, and decided to walk back to the intersection and do it again.Lu Changkong reluctantly took his mobile phone, looked at it pretendingly, and pointed to an alley in front, "Cross here and you will arrive. It is a residential building built by Japanese expatriates in the Qing Dynasty."

This time, Jiang Youyou's IQ was accurate, and she asked suspiciously, "My map is already going backwards, how do you know where the destination is?"

Mr. Lu was very calm: "I wrote down the map before I came here."

Fortunately, Mr. Lu's magic is not limited to this one or two points. His interest in the life of the ancient overseas Chinese overwhelmed his doubts. Jiang Youyou walked quickly along the alley to the end, and she saw two buildings and The residential houses with obviously different architectural styles in the surrounding area, the most notable is the trapezoidal roof, which is in sharp contrast with the surrounding cornices.

It has not been developed yet, and few people come here. Jiang Youyou walked around the outer wall a few times, inspected and took pictures, and found the old man who was sitting guard nearby, and paid some money to visit.The furniture inside is a combination of Chinese and Japanese styles. In the main room is the Eight Immortals table, and in the back room is a kotatsu, separated by a paper lattice sliding door.Jiang Youyou didn't even dare to touch it, she leaned sideways and moved in and out.Looking at his cautious and cute appearance, Lu Changkong stood at the door and smiled lowly.

However, when he raised his eyes, he suddenly saw billowing dark clouds sweeping towards him, like the prelude of a strong wind.His face changed, and he murmured: "How could this happen? It shouldn't be this year. How could it be—"

Jiang Youyou came out and looked up, and grabbed his hand nervously, "It looks like a typhoon is coming, maybe it's not... If it's a typhoon, why is there no notice?"

Lu Changkong took out his phone and quickly glanced at the local news on the homepage of the browser, "It's not that there was no notice. I shouldn't have landed here. Two hours ago, there was a sudden offshore turn. There was news only one hour ago, saying that it would affect Here it is. It should just be brushed off, not—”

"You can't have such a fluke mentality!" Jiang Youyou pulled him up and ran outside, "The house here is too weak, it will be dangerous!"

Lu Changkong knew he was right, but originally, this ancient street would be destroyed by the typhoon next year, he remembered it clearly.