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Traveling is a very personal thing.

Going out alone is called traveling; going out three or five people is called traveling together; going out together is called socializing. But if two people do not have a considerable emotional foundation and trust level, it is best to go online at home.

For example, you may have missed the car, been too tired to walk, couldn't tear the packaging bags, ordered expensive and unpalatable food, or even couldn't find a hotel to rest... Women often complain, men often get impatient, and then quarrel, or break up.

July 5th, sunny.

Canada is at the northern end of the earth, and Toronto is a Canadian city. When Chu Qing and Fan came out of Pearson International Airport, they looked at the hurrying passengers, the vast sky and the wonderful cold smell of the air, and the long-distance flight suddenly dissipated.

After dating for nearly seven years, they have had a real world of two people for the first time. They don’t have to consider a work plan that is as long as toilet paper, and they can completely relax.

This feeling is great, just like it was as wonderful as the beginning of love, and the little heart was pounding.

Well, if Chu Qing hadn't carried those two super-sized suitcases... his worldview was almost refreshed, how could there be so many strange things?

"Hurry up!"

Mr. Fan carried a backpack and ran to the backpack to the back of the car, and turned around and shouted unhappily.

"I'm almost disbanding. What should I do if your twenty or so... fall out?"

He took big strides and was already trying hard to walk. He wanted to openly mock him, but he didn't have the nerve to say it.

"That's not all mine, there are more than a dozen of you! Hey, hello... That's right, it's us!" The girl ignored him and greeted the driver in half-toned English.

This is a booked car rental. The driver is a thin, small white man who will take the couple to the hotel and then leave the car until they leave Toronto.

The foreign buddy got the information right. I made sure I was correct and opened the trunk easily and helped Chu Qing put his luggage in. The backpack was useless, and there were some important things and documents inside. Mr. Fan hugged him.

The car started slowly and drove towards the city along the slightly open airport avenue. The buildings on both sides were nothing special, similar to those of European big cities, with pioneering works in experimental styles and Victorian steep buildings.

"Brother, let's buy a castle?"

The girl looked out against the glass window. She was not interested in anything else, but liked the classical courtyard with its own style.

"I can't afford it!" He didn't even raise his eyelids.

"Oh, buy a smaller one!"

She grabbed her husband's arm and started shaking again.

"How small is it? The cheapest of those small castles in France is only a few million. How many times can you live in a year will have to pay for maintenance."

"If you don't buy, don't buy it. There are so many reasons!"

The girl curled her lips and put it on the window again.

“…”

The couple was having a daily routine, and the driver in front of them didn't say a word, but he was secretly talking.

There are many Chinese in Toronto and he also knows some Chinese when participating in all aspects of social activities. He didn't understand the conversation just now, but the castles are cheap and millions. He still knows these words.

The foreign buddy couldn't help but glance at the rearview mirror and quietly looked at the two guests. The oriental woman was too young and beautiful, with a big scene all over her body.

But that man is so quiet that he can't figure it out, whether it's age or age.

"I'll get to the hotel after another block. The environment there is very good, and you have a great vision." The driver spoke.

"Oh. Thank you." Chu Qing smiled.

"Are you here to travel?" he asked again.

"Well, we come from China." Mr. Fan said.

"I guessed just now because I know a little Chinese."

"Wow, really?"

When she heard this, she immediately changed Mandarin.

"Of course, you can call me, Baker."

The last two words were spoken in Chinese, and the pronunciation was quite standard.

"Hello Baker, I'm glad to know you." The girl shook his little hand.

Then, the guy said another Chinese:

"Hello, you're very beautiful!"

"Haha, you're handsome too!"

Mr. Fan slapped his legs and laughed, and was very happy by his enthusiastic foreign friends. But then, she hugged her husband's head and muttered in a low voice:

"Hey, don't he want a tip, right?"

Chu Qing: "..."

…………

In the end, the couple gave a tip of five Canadian dollars because the buddy's service attitude was really good. But soon, they hated the custom of tipping.

The hotel waiter who helped bring his luggage to the room gave him 4 Canadian dollars; ordered two room meals and gave him another 10 Canadian dollars. He also left a few dollars a day for the cleaning staff who cleaned the room.

It’s not that they are stingy, they are just different habits and are very awkward.

During this trip, the two of them didn't make any plans. Fan Xiaoye wanted to do it, but Chu Qing refused. Traveling is to be free and easy. You have to take Zhang Biao to talk about it. Play this today, watch that tomorrow, and flash people the day after tomorrow... That's not called traveling, it's called completing the task.

So, they didn't have any strategy. Anyway, they just went wherever they wanted to go, and how many days they wanted to stay, but they had to spend two months.

Night, suite.

It lives in the old district of the city, dating back to the early 19th century, and gathers the most dense Victorian buildings in Ontario. This hotel is also quite stylish, enjoying modern convenience and quaint flavor.

There was about twelve hours between Toronto and Beijing, which happened to be inverted by black and white. Moreover, they had already slept all the way on the plane, so they were even more sleepy.

Chu Qing was wearing his own pajamas and was lying on the bed watching TV. He could now understand some English programs and would not be completely confused.

"Squeak!"

The bathroom door was pushed open, and Mr. Fan pulled out naked, rubbing his hair while complaining: "The water is a little too hot!"

"I think it's okay, you're tender."

He adjusted the table and said, "Put it on, don't catch a cold."

"No, I have to take it off anyway."

She jumped onto the bed with a plop, climbed to her husband's chest, held her chin with her hands, and looked at him with a smile.

"Aren't you tired?" Chu Qing was helpless.

"I want to try that!" She pursed her lips. The excited and exciting light was pounding in her eyes, and sparks were rising.

"I said where did you learn so many messes?"

"Then you don't have to worry, oh, just walk straight!"

He had no choice but to run down and try to put it flat. Mr. Fan also skillfully took off his husband's pajamas and exposed his almost perfect torso.

This is a big bed, very wide and long.

Chu Qing lay on his back and stretched naturally, and each muscle and bone were like a knife carving, flowing soft and powerful lines. Especially the two long legs, which were directly attached to the edge of the bed, occupying half of the area.

This is the legendary proportion of ferocious beasts with a height of 1.7 meters and legs of 1.5 meters.

"Tsk tsk!"

Even though she had seen it countless times, she couldn't help it every time and wanted to rush over and tear the other person apart. She saw her legs crossing, half riding and half sitting on her husband. Her white butt was slightly raised, her chest was tightly pressed, and her long hair fell.

Under the orange halo of the bed lamp, Fan Xiaoye's eyes became more and more blurred. As soon as he lowered his head, he printed his lips on them.

"elder brother……"

"Good brother..."

She kissed carefully and deeply, bite, and entangled, and two emotional murmurs squeezed out from her throat.

After a long time, the lips parted.

There were also silky water marks on the tip of the tongue. Slowly down, like the morning dew wrapped in the grass leaves, sliding back and forth between his neck and collarbone.

Going further down, to your chest again.

Chu Qing's body hair is extremely light, which is tender and smooth by men's standards. And Mr. Fan's tongue is also very agile, light or heavy, sucking or biting for a while.

But then, she suddenly paused and suddenly said, "Hey, I think you need to be more sensitive to the left."

"Is that right? I feel it's almost the same." He thought seriously.

"No?"

She blinked and bent down again, licking the left nipple head, which was more skillful than before.

"ah!"

Chu Qing couldn't help but tremble, and the itchy feeling of rapidity directly spread across the nerves, and he immediately moaned.

Then, her tongue slowly moved and began to lick her right nipple.

"Um!"
To be continued...