This foreign aid is ridiculously strong

Lin Cheng swears that he is really not a pervert!

In other words, not that perverted.

Anyway, the perversion is not that obvious.

And Lin Cheng needs to reiterate: people's sexual preferences are free.

But men, sometimes it is inevitable that some small impulses will come to mind.

His face was pressed against Chi Shengxi's thigh. When Chi Shengxi was covering him with clothes, Lin Cheng didn't know what was going on, so he pressed his face against Sister Shengxi's thigh.

Accidentally, he gently licked the stockings on Sister Sheng Xi's thighs with his tongue.

The stockings made of velvet had no special smell or texture. They only carried a trace of body heat from Chi Shengxi's thighs. The brief touch made Lin Cheng's brain feel like it was exploding.

The heartbeat is a little accelerated.

"Are you disgusted? Don't lick my sister's stockings."

Lin Cheng said nothing and pretended to be dead with his head buried.

Chi Shengxi couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

This guy also has his moments of embarrassment.

"Sleep well, sister, I can't allow you to do this kind of thing anymore."

Her voice was very soft, and Lin Cheng wanted to secretly open his eyes to see her expression, but he was a little embarrassed.

Forget it, keep pretending to be dead.

Seeing Lin Cheng's reaction, Chi Shengxi put on the headphones with a smile and turned to look out the window.

Lin Cheng regretted his actions just now.

It seems a bit much.

My little wife thinks he is perverted, which means Sister Sheng Xi doesn't care.

But why are you so excited for no reason?

And the stockings on sister Sheng Xi’s legs feel delicious...eh? I'm so perverted!

Lin Cheng fell into self-doubt.

He began to wonder whether his condition warranted seeing a doctor.

Lying on Chi Shengxi's lap and thinking about all sorts of things, Lin Cheng couldn't sleep at all and was tortured along the way.

Finally, the bus slowly drove into downtown Reykjavik, and the lights on both sides of the road became brighter.

"It's finally almost here."

"It seems like we can already see the cathedral."

His teammates started shouting in front, and Lin Cheng stood up and sat up, looking into Chi Shengxi's smiling eyes.

"Don't sleep anymore?"

"Um."

Lin Cheng was inexplicably a little embarrassed and turned his head away to look out the window.

"Hey! Do you want to listen to some singing? We'll be there soon."

Chi Shengxi took off one of his headphones and handed it to Lin Cheng.

"Okay! What is Sister Sheng Xi listening to?"

"You must know."

Lin Cheng took the headphones and put them on.

The soothing music gently hits the eardrums, with a hint of sadness in the soft tune.

"What song? I don't know."

Chi Shengxi glanced at him and said, "Xiaomin's song, aren't you friends? Last time, they came to watch your game."

A sister-in-law’s song?

Lin Cheng was stunned for a moment.

But he has so many sisters-in-law, how has he heard all their songs?

Lin Cheng said confidently: "She and I are friends, but that doesn't mean I have to listen to her songs. Isn't this kind of thing normal? Sister Shengxi, don't you often paddle when you watch our games?"

Chi Shengxi rolled her eyes at him, "Only we don't know our story."

"Eh?"

"Song title."

"oh."

Lin Cheng finally came to his senses and listened to the song with Chi Shengxi attentively.

He prefers lyrical songs, and this song suits his taste.

However, Xiaomin was so twitchy and sarcastic that Lin Cheng really never thought about her singing a ballad alone.

Every time he heard her chattering next to him, Lin Cheng just wanted to shut her mouth.

Soon, the bus stopped in front of the hotel.

The wind was very strong at this time, and all the fools scrambled to get out of the car and went straight to the hotel lobby.

Lin Cheng got out of the car and waited for a while. Chi Shengxi finally told the driver and got off.

The wind ruffled her long hair, and Lin Cheng waved for her to enter the hotel with him.

As a result, as soon as Lin Cheng turned around, he heard Chi Shengxi's small exclamation.

"ah!"

"What's wrong?"

Lin Cheng turned around.

Chi Shengxi held her skirt and leaned into his ear with a smile, and whispered:

"Sister's stockings are all wet from you, and your thighs are still a little chilly."

Lin Cheng was stunned for a moment, and his mind suddenly exploded.

Is Sister Sheng Xi driving on purpose?

I can't stand it! I can't stand it!

It's so alluring.

Lin Cheng turned his head and stared at her.

Chi Shengxi chuckled, turned around and walked past Lin Cheng towards the hotel lobby, giving Lin Cheng a cheerful look from behind.

Lin Cheng gritted his teeth.

hateful!

It seems like she was teased by Sister Sheng Xi.

It was almost two o'clock in the morning. When everyone returned to the hotel, they didn't have any late-night snacks or anything. They went back to their rooms to rest.

The next day, Lin Cheng got up at around nine o'clock in the morning.

Lin Cheng sent a message in the group: I am going out for a morning jog, is there anyone with me?

My teammates are all pretending to be dead.

After a simple wash, Lin Cheng went out alone.

There are very few people in Iceland. Except for particularly grand festivals, there is no bustling scene like the streets in China. Lin Cheng slowly trotted along the street.

At this time, the genius was just bright and a little orange. As he passed through the streets and alleys, Lin Cheng felt like he was walking through a yellowing scroll.

While running, I didn’t know when a bell rang at my feet.

Lin Cheng lowered his head and saw a strange cat running behind him.

This cat is very cute, a bit like a Russian blue cat, but its head is much rounder than a Russian blue cat. The bell on its neck jiggles when it runs.

With its confident steps and resolute eyes, this cat’s blue and white eyes are full of dominance compared to Snowflake’s stupidity.

Lin Cheng stopped, squatted down and touched its head.

"Hello! Is your home nearby?"

Although the eyes were a bit domineering and introverted, the cat was very friendly and allowed Lin Cheng to stroke it. It raised its head and meowed, and seemed to be urging Lin Cheng to continue running.

"Do you want to run with me?"

"Meow~~~"

Cats in Iceland are basically free-range. The owners put cat tags or bells on the cats’ necks and let them run around. Unlike cats in cities where they can’t find a home if they get lost, the cats here can’t find a home even if they run far away. Can go home by myself.

It is very common for Icelanders to keep cats. Cats have been accompanying Icelanders through the long polar nights since a long time ago.

According to statistics, there are about 20,000 cats living in the capital area of ​​Iceland. On snowy days, there are far more cat footprints on the streets than people. There are even slogans on the streets like "Cats Rule Reykjavik."

Most of the free-range cats here are very close to each other. After Lin Cheng stroked the furry cat heads twice, he finally continued running at the urging of the cats.

The cat followed Lin Cheng for more than ten minutes, until it reached the swan's territory by Toning Lake before stopping to say goodbye to Lin Cheng.

Sweating slightly, Lin Cheng went to the nearby convenience store to buy a cup of coffee and an English newspaper at the door.

When checking out, Lin Cheng almost lost the newspaper.

1190 Icelandic kronor, almost 60 yuan per serving.

You know, Korean newspapers only cost about 500 Korean won, which is about 3 yuan a piece. Domestic newspapers are about the same price. Icelandic newspapers are simply beyond Lin Cheng's knowledge.

What difference does it make if I open a newspaper as expensive as Kangkang's?

As a result, the front page news of the newspaper was this:

The big news today is that XX merchant has produced a new flavor of yogurt.

Then someone down below was doing the lost and found thing because they picked up a pair of plush socks.

Lin Cheng was disappointed.

There are no page 3 girls, nothing interesting, and no information about soliciting prostitutes.

Apart from trivial matters, there really isn’t much news worth reporting about a place as big as Iceland.

Japanese you! Get your money back!