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Wang Manchun waited for Mingcheng to lock the car, walked back with his arm, Ah Qing just opened the door to take out the trash, saw her come back and said happily: "Miss, why haven't you come back for so long? You see, I didn't even have time to do it for you. dinner!"

"I should call you before I come back," Wang Manchun said, "but we've already eaten, you just make breakfast for us tomorrow morning, remember, Mr. Ah Cheng wants black coffee with milk and no sugar, fried eggs on one side, Preserved egg and lean meat porridge."

"Okay!" Ah Qing put the garbage in her hand by the door and opened the door for them: "Go home!"

Wang Manchun raised his head and looked at Mingcheng, holding hands even tighter.

After explaining what happened the next day, Wang Manchun went to take a shower. When he came out, Ah Cheng had finished washing in the guest room, his hair hanging down in front of his eyes, wearing only a white shirt and trousers, and sitting on the carpet by the bed flipping through photo albums.

In a trance, she seemed to see Ah Cheng when she was a teenager.

At that time, he was sensitive, suspicious and precocious, not stable like a teenager, it made people feel distressed just looking at him.

"I put the single photo of you last time in my wallet." Ah Cheng saw her coming out and took the initiative to brush her hair. Man Chun knelt down on the side of the bed obediently and listened to him: "I've seen you before." People ask me, is this your girlfriend? I say no."

Wang Manchun suddenly raised his head: "Huh?"

"It's the fiancee."

Wang Manchun curled her lips: "I don't have a ring, so I won't be your fiancee."

"Well..." Ah Cheng rubbed her hair repeatedly and said, "I'm still poor..."

"Come on, who doesn't know that you, Mr. Cheng, are so thoughtful. Even a stingy person like Liang Zhongchun is subdued by you. One-fifth of the boats on the pier have to go through your hands. Now come and I said no money?" Wang Manchun sat back while speaking, "I don't care, I want the ring."

Ah Cheng smiled and pulled him up: "Then I have to get the consent of my elder brother."

"Why!" She was dissatisfied, "It's fine if we tell him when we get married."

"Stupid," Ah Cheng nodded her head with his index finger: "Let's go with the past, why remember so clearly?"

"I don't have any, I'm just complaining for you." She pouted and let Ah Cheng continue to lick her hair: "I have earned so much money for them, and I don't keep any of it for myself. If you call me stupid every day, you are stupid."

"It's right to say you're stupid." Ah Cheng shook his head, "You can't even tell that I lied to you."

Wang Manchun narrowed his eyes: "How dare you lie to me!"

"I was wrong." He immediately got serious and apologized word by word: "There will be no next time."

Only then did she relax, and pulled the person in front of her to sit on the edge of the bed, resting her head on his lap, playing with the buttons of his white shirt.

"Ah Cheng." She called him.

"Huh?" He was still tangling her half-dried hair.

"When we got married, we had to be on a calm sea, just the two of us," she said with her eyes closed, "well, if you want, you can call Master Brother and Mingtai, I don't want to see your eldest sister .”

"It's best to have only us on the deck, and no priests." She continued, "It's our own business, why do we have to be witnessed by others? Right?"

"Yes." Ah Cheng said, combing her hair with his fingers.

"I still want to wear a white wedding dress, I want you to choose it for me."

"Okay." He replied.

"Your black dress had to be with me the day before. From the coat to the shirt, I ironed it for you myself. I even have to pick out the watch for you."

"why?"

"I like."

Ah Cheng laughed out loud: "Okay."

"Then... let's each go fishing with a fishing rod. Whoever catches the biggest fish will listen to him after we get married. How about it?"

"It's too casual." Ah Cheng protested, "I don't know how to fish."

"Is there anything else you don't know?"

"Just this one, you're really good at picking." He said while playing with the tip of her hair.

"That's a pity, you'll have to listen to me from now on." She smiled smugly, and continued to fantasize: "Then..."

Then, a group of unexpected guests appeared on the deck.

Dressed in a grass-green military uniform, he looked like a Japanese soldier.She guarded her groom behind her, and the leading officer raised his gun sullenly.

With a bang, it hit the groom's heart.

Until the last moment, he still protected her.

And the others seemed to have evaporated, all of them disappeared.

Regardless of the dangerous group of people in front of her, she hugged him and cried with grief.

Her Ah Cheng said to her, I'm sorry, I can't accompany her to grow old.

The Japanese officer pulled the trigger again, another shot fired, and a bloody flower bloomed on her chest.

While crying, she went to plug Ah Cheng's wound, ignoring her own injury.

Not knowing where she got the strength, she took out a pocket gun from Ah Cheng's inner pocket, and shot and killed the Japanese officer with the few bullets she had.

Ah Cheng had stopped breathing and was lying quietly beside her.The beautiful black eyes no longer had any brilliance, and they stared straight at her.

Then……

Afterwards, she was woken up by Ah Cheng, and the man in front of her looked panic-stricken and hurriedly wiped her tears, as if she was really frightened.

"Finally woke up." Ah Cheng said anxiously, "I closed my eyes and fell asleep while talking, and I couldn't wake up even if I shook it. I almost slapped you on the face a few times."

Wang Manchun ignored him, sat up suddenly, and stared blankly at the floor for a while, Ah Cheng wiped away the tears flowing down her temples, and just watched her in a daze.

"Ah Cheng." She raised her head blankly.

"Huh?" He stroked her forehead and put his face against it to feel the temperature.

"Not married anymore." She said decisively.

"Ah?" Ah Cheng was stunned: "Why?"

But she didn't answer, she just stretched out her hand and hugged him tightly, buried her face in his waist, and said muffledly: "I don't want to lose you...not even for a minute, let's not separate..."

She was shaking like a leaf in the autumn wind, Ah Cheng had to bend down, put her in his arms, and comforted her: "No, everything will pass."

He thought she was afraid of the impending prison, and tried to calm her down with gentle words: "It's still too late, if you don't want to carry out this mission, I can call big brother right now."

"No, it's not..." She shook her head, hugged him even tighter, and recounted the short and painful dream to him just now, then raised her head to look at him: "I want to join you."

"You have already joined." He said seriously.

"I mean, I want to join your organization." She looked him straight in the eyes and said, "I want to live and die with you, no matter what, I can't leave you alone."

A gentle smile appeared on Ah Cheng's face: "Manchun, you don't have to do this step."

He wanted to say that after the plan was over, he would send her away, and she would never be in danger again, but when he spoke, he suddenly realized that she was worried about her own safety.

"I am safe," he said. "As long as my brother is here, I will be here. Even if he is not here, I can guarantee my life."

"But if you join us, there will be various regulations and rules to restrict you, which is not what I want to give you." He said, "It's best if you just be yourself."

Wang Manchun's memory suddenly floated back to that salon. He pulled her who was crying shamelessly because of being humiliated, and brought her into the living room. That sentence: "Just be yourself."

It turned out that from the beginning to the end, Ah Cheng knew her best.

Never someone else.

What he cares about, what he likes, has always been her at her best.Not who she is, nor what she looks like.He can always appear when she is most embarrassed, rescue her from the mud, tie a rope around her waist, and make them depend on each other for life and death.

At some point, maybe it was the moment Ah Cheng grabbed her hand and pressed the muzzle of the gun to his chest, or maybe the moment he called her late at night and told her everything about his plan to the outsider, they had already chosen Life and death.

Thinking of this, she suddenly laughed, Ah Cheng asked nonchalantly, "What did you think of?"

"I want to love you," she said sweetly, "while it's still early, we're still young."

She slowly opened the belt of her nightgown, kissed his chest proactively, and whispered in his ear: "Let me do it, okay?"

Her fingers dexterously unbuttoned his half-open shirt, her lips moved down from his chest, and kissed lightly along his tight belly, her teeth collided with his muscles, leaving shallow marks.

His hands gently held her hair, holding her face in the palm of his hand, as if holding the only treasure in the world.

As she unbuttoned him, she looked up at him with a charming smile.

Under the bright light, they really met each other honestly for the first time, getting rid of the shackles of darkness, more like appreciating a work of art, starting softly and slowly.

Her face was blushing, and she stretched out her hand to poke it, and the standing man groaned and held her hand down: "You..."

She swallowed, pretending to be calm and said, "Lie down."

He laughed and lay there calmly.

She climbed onto his body with a blushing face, her soft long hair hung behind her, scratching her back wetly, teasing her sensitive nerves.

His hand went up from the calf, holding her slender waist: "Come."

This made her feel so ashamed, she bit her lip and sat astride his body, and didn't say anything for a long time.

"What's wrong?" He touched her white and tender thigh: "Are you shy?"

"No!" she said loudly, "I...I asked to turn off the lights!"

Ah Cheng suppressed a smile: "Well, you go to close."

She flew away as if she had received an amnesty, her nightgown was still hanging on her body, and she flew back and forth like a butterfly.

The light was turned off with a bang, and she couldn't adapt for a while. She touched the bedside in the dark, but was pulled by her arm, and her body fell on the bed uncontrollably.

His kiss rushed to her face, bit her lips, and took off the last piece of clothing on her body with both hands.His heavy breath was next to her ear, and the tip of his tongue touched the tender skin of her neck, leaving deep red marks one after another.

"You're seducing me." He buried his head viciously.

"Wrong!" She didn't do anything.

"You are dangling in front of me dressed like this, you are really challenging my limits." He said, but his hands didn't stop moving, and he easily penetrated into the secret place.

Her legs were conditioned to tense, and he pulled them away vigorously: "What are you doing so nervous, do you want to fight?"

"I'm sure I can't beat you." She gave up struggling feebly.

"How do you know," he asked, "If you use a beauty trick, I will definitely fall for it."

She chuckled, pulled him over and kissed him again and again: "Really?"

"It's [-]% true." He hugged her: "When you laughed, I knew why King Zhou You wanted to play with the princes."

She put her arms around his neck, buried her head and smiled in his ear: "You must have learned nothing good in Paris, why did you blurt out such words."

"It's from the bottom of my heart." He moved his body and said quietly, "Um...what should I do?"

She patted his face lightly: "You hate it, what else can you do?"

The world was turned upside down during the conversation, she was hugged and sat up, sitting on his disobedient part, and penetrated while she was not paying attention.

Her breath was stagnant, and after she regained her senses, she laughed and cursed: "What's the rush?"

"I'm afraid my beauty won't be able to wait." He grabbed her waist and began to move slowly.

She fell in love, and when he pressed his upper body against him, his body and soul collided and rubbed together, and his whole body was enveloped in a fiery temperature.

The bed creaked and shook, and the quilt slowly fell from under them on the carpet.

They were entangled together under the moonlight, leaving marks on each other's bodies, as if tomorrow would be the end, and before the end came, they lingered at God's feet to death.

The silk sheets were crumpled, the curtains fluttered with the wind, her hair was entangled with his arms, and he curled the ends of her hair with his slender fingers.

Just like the two trees of lovesickness in the legend, they depend on each other.

After an unknown amount of time, the sky turned white, Ah Cheng picked up the quilt from the ground, covered them, and stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms.

"Aren't you going to sleep?" she asked dazedly.

"Can't sleep." He kissed her forehead, "Sleep, leave me alone."

So she smiled sweetly, leaned her face against his chest, and fell asleep listening to his heartbeat.

He ruffled her messy hair, touched a cigarette from the bedside table and lit it.

The smoke spiraled up and dissipated into the night.

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Cough cough, can you see that I am learning how to write a boat scene?

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