October 13, 2018.

The US-Canada border, Qiandao Lake.

"Cruff-"

A black Toyota Camry is parked on the shore of Qiandao Lake.

In the driver's seat, Jack turned around and glanced at Lan Nianyun in the back seat.

The sun shone a few strands through the car window, and her half-long hair covered her white little face. She looked very well-behaved when she fell asleep, like a domestic little white rabbit, and I felt pity for her.

It made him a little worried now whether he was sending the little white rabbit into the mouth of the big bad wolf.

Sneering, Jack rubbed his sore wrists and called her softly: "Cindy, wake up, you're here!"

Lan Nianyun's eyelashes slightly swayed, slowly waking up, sleepy eyes, and lazy like a cat.

She raised her wrist and looked at her watch, a little surprised, "It's already half past ten."

"Well, I drove for three and a half hours," Jack said in a tone, "This is the designated location of the eldest son. Is Qiandao Lake? People live in either wealthy or noble families. Buy an island, build a castle, build a dock, and buy a yacht. I was annoyed by the fast pace of the city, so I went here to spend a few days off to make it quiet."

"Oh." Lan Nianyun raised her eyes and looked out the car window.

In October, the autumn wind is bleak, and the falling maple leaves are rolling up, bright red.

The lake is blue. In addition to a large tourist cruise ship, there are also several private yachts floating up and down in the water.

Jack opened the car door and said, "Get out, Lawrence just sent me a message, and he will drive a yacht to pick you up later."

"Yes." Lan Nianyun picked up her schoolbag and carried it behind her, pulled the corner of her jacket, and got out of the car.

The two stood side by side on the shore of the lake and looked at the lake. As they saw a yacht slowly approaching, gradually approaching, a shallow ripples were drawn on the calm lake surface.

Lan Nianyun gradually saw the man standing on the railing with the bow of the boat.

He is very young, slender and jade-like, with his arms hanging gracefully. He looks a little lazy when he leans against the railing, with a bit of autumnal fatigue and carelessness.

The dressing is also casual and casual. The white T-shirt is paired with cotton gray trousers, which is refreshing and comfortable. The T-shirt is designed with a V-neck, revealing its smooth neck, skin is white, and its slightly shining collarbone is slender and delicate.

His face is also exquisitely crafted and particularly beautiful, especially his clear blue eyes, which shine with the lake.

It was him indeed...

That man with noble temperament and elegant temperament.

At this time, Lan Nianyun could be sure that last summer, the man standing on the beach and staring at the sea silently was him.

On the white yacht, Nan Sichen was also staring at the girl standing under the red maple tree on the shore.

A dark blue jacket, light blue jeans, white sneakers, a black schoolbag behind her back, no other decorations, and no makeup on her extremely pure face. She is simple and elegant, completely student-like.

Like a fresh ink painting, it is very pleasing to the eye.

Before he could see, his sexy and slim lips bent.

Jack looked at the two of them back and forth, smiling meaningfully.

He waved to Nan Sichen on the yacht, "Lawrence, I'll leave first."

Nan Sichen nodded slightly to him, and said nothing, his burning eyes turned to Lan Nianyun again.

Jack was completely ignored and didn't care much. He pulled the corners of his lips and turned back to Toyota's driver's seat.

Before leaving, he rolled down the car window and did not forget to explain to Lan Nianyun, "Cindy, I'll send me a message when I'm over, I'll pick you up here."

“OK.”

"Bye-Bye."

"bye."

As soon as the words were finished, the Toyota rushed out of the distance with a "whimper".

Jack drove out a short distance, glanced at the rearview mirror, and saw the two people shrinking figures, one standing on the shore of the lake and the other standing on the bow of the boat, quietly facing each other.

Lan Nianyun and Nan Sichen looked at each other, and the dark tide in their eyes gradually surged.

Suddenly, the wind rose again, blowing down a red leaf and falling on her shoulders.

Lan Nianyun raised her hand and pinched the maple leaf, raised her eyes again, and Nan Sichen had already stretched out a hand to her.

The fair and slender hands have slender joints, and the nails are crystal clear and shiny.

The one that looks so beautiful is the left hand.

"Come up." The voice is soft and calm, twitching the eardrums.

As his soft words came to his ears, Lan Nianyun's already tense body relaxed, she smiled slightly, and put her right hand into the palm of his hand.

Nan Sichen held her hand tightly, and pulled her onto the yacht with force with his fingers.

Even if it was a little awkward when Nan Sichen was doing it naturally and elegantly, and he was full of gentlemanly.

After that, he did not let go of her hand, and held her as if she was unintentionally, and walked towards the yacht cabin.

Lan Nianyun turned her head to look at him, and saw Nan Sichen looking forward calmly, with a clear and charming side face, and every line was exquisite and perfect.

After just looking at him, Lan Nianyun turned her face and her ears became slightly hot.

She moved her fingertips and subconsciously wanted to pull her hand back, but Nan Sichen suddenly spread out five fingers into the gaps of her fingers, which were linked to her.

Locked her right hand.

Lan Nianyun's heart also became tight.

However, what is incredible is that even though she knew how abrupt his intimate action was, she didn't feel much resistance in her heart, but she once again felt a familiar feeling, even with a hint of inexplicable sweetness.

It seemed that this was not the first time they met, nor was it the first time they held hands.

It seems that they have known each other for many years and have naturally come to this point...

Nan Sichen's palms were soft and cool, and he clasped the girl's fingertips, giving her a smooth and delicate touch.

He lowered his eyes and looked at her snow-white and round ear beads, which turned peach pink.

The corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.

The two of them entered the yacht's cabin hand in hand, and Lan Nianyun looked around.

The cabin is an integrated living room, kitchen and toilet, as well as two bedrooms.

A half-circle of milky white leather sofa was set up along the port side of the yacht. A square cherry wood table was erected in front of the sofa, and the table was filled with French desserts and fresh fruits. Two white porcelain plates were also placed with knife and fork.

"Sit down and eat something." After saying that, Nan Sichen finally let go of her hand.

After only after contacting for such a short while, Lan Nianyun realized that this man was not very talkative and had a restrained and noble aura in his bones.

Instead of sitting on the sofa immediately, she looked up at several oil paintings hanging on the bulkhead, and saw the name of a famous pastoral painter: Thomas Kincaid.

Lan Nianyun asked, "Lawrence, do you like pastoral oil paintings?"

Nan Sichen smiled faintly, not saying anything.

He walked to the square table, picked up a bottle of red wine, and poured half a cup into each of the two red wine glasses.

Then, he picked up one of the cups, clamped the goblet cup posts with his thumb, index finger and middle finger, and swayed gently, with an extremely elegant posture.

After awaking for a while, he raised his arm to wave to her, "Cindy, come here to taste the Cabernet Franc of 1998."

His voice calling her was light and soft, with a bit of seductive smell.

Lan Nianyun's heart was shocked.

She didn't know what Cabernet Franc was, but she heard that the year 1998 was exactly the year when she was born.

What a coincidence...

She took off her schoolbag and sat on the sofa.

Nan Sichen handed her the glass of red wine she had woken up, and then naturally sat next to her.

The autumn sun shines in through the glass windows of the bulkhead, thin and soft.

Under the sunlight, the wine in the cup is filled with a clear gem red color, which is very attractive.

Lan Nianyun took the wine glass, lowered her head and took a sip.

But after a slight taste of a strong and mellow smell of wine, she became a little drunk.

Nan Sichen leaned against the sofa, leaned slightly, lazily. He picked up another glass of red wine and shook it slowly, and looked at her from time to time.

Seeing Lan Nianyun's eyes were not squinting, her waist was straight, and her delicate fingers were holding a red wine glass in the same posture as him, sucking in small sips, very elegant.

However, she still couldn't hide her cute little girl's expression.

Judging from her appearance, she was still a little confused and could not recognize who he was, but she was willing to let him hold her hand and drink his wine.

No defense against him.

Subconsciously, she still has a good impression of him. Just remind her a little more, and maybe she will remember him.

Thinking of this, Nan Sichen chuckled, leaned over slightly, deliberately approached her and asked in a teasing tone: "Cindy, do you know what you are going to do today?"

Lan Nianyun's body trembled, raised her head, and met his blue eyes, and caught a trace of throbbing emotions hidden there.
To be continued...