Chapter 136 How Dare You Say That She Really Loves You?

Chapter 136 how dare you say that someone really loves you?

Su Ran felt that the man beside her was really verbose. She turned her head and glared at him, "Don't make me watch a movie."

Song Tingyu: ..."

Song Tingyu was not very interested in this kind of movie. He would agree to come over and watch it, just to accompany Su Ran. He had been waiting for Su Ran to be scared, screaming, and then hiding in his arms, and he would take advantage of the situation to hold her. How wonderful!

But until the end of the movie, Su Ran didn't even look at him. She watched the whole time seriously and infatuated, probably forgetting that he was still sitting next to her.

After an hour and a half, when the movie was finally over, Song Tingyu felt that his ears were about to callow. Because of a couple sitting next to him, the woman screamed the whole time and hid in her boyfriend's arms as soon as she called out. Her voice was loud and sharp, and he really felt tortured.

When they came out of the cinema, it was only nine o' clock, and they went to the night market at youjian wang. There were still many people, and there were food shops everywhere. The vendors were noisy, but Su Ran still liked them.

This is another culture in Hongkong, called the night market culture.

One of the biggest characteristics of the streets in the old city of Hongkong is that there are billboards everywhere on both sides of the street, all kinds of colors. At night, the lights are on, but it is also a different scenery.

Su Ran still felt a little full, so he didn't eat anything.

When they were almost done shopping, song ting held her hand and said, "Let's go."

Su ran nodded. She guessed that the man had already booked a hotel, so she wanted to take her back to rest.

Song Tingyu contacted the driver and waited outside, then took Su Ran's hand and walked through the crowd. Suddenly, he stopped and looked into one place.

"What's wrong?"

Su Ran followed his gaze and saw someone selling roses in front of him. There were young men and women standing in front of him.

Su Ran realized his intention and before he could speak, he pulled her towards the peddler. Unfortunately, there were only red roses. Song Tingyu didn't seem particularly satisfied.

But in the end, he bought a bunch and handed it to Su Ran, saying a word to her.

It was a cantonese sentence, but Su Ran didn't understand it. Just as she was about to ask what it meant, the flower seller next to her said in hong kong mandarin, "This gentleman said, Mrs. Song, happy valentine's day."

So that's what he meant.

"Let's go." Song ting held her hand and wanted to continue walking.

Su Ran pointed to the front, "Wait for me there. I'll look for you later."

Song Tingyu stood aside and saw Su Ran talking to the aunt who had just sold the flowers. After a while, she walked back, took his arm and walked forward. She also said in cantonese, "Happy valentine's day, Mr. Song."

Because it was a temporary learning, Su Ran spoke very nonstandard cantonese, but the corners of Song Tingyu's mouth still curled up in a very happy arc.

"Are we going back to the hotel now?" In the car, Su Ran looked at the man sitting next to him and said.

"I can't wait to go back to the hotel with you..."

Before song ting could finish speaking, her mouth was covered by Su Ran. She glared at him with a red face. She held his arm in one hand and pointed to the driver in front of her.

He usually talks nonsense in front of her, but now there is a third person, can you get rid of him, don't talk nonsense!

He's shameless, she wants it!

Song Tingyu took her hand off and leaned back on the car chair, raising her eyebrows, "What are you afraid of? He can't hear it. Even if he does, he will pretend not to hear it..."

Su Ran "..."

Su Ran had been busy talking to Song Tingyu, not looking outside the window. When she got out of the car, she realized that they had arrived at the port of Vitoria.

Victoria harbor is really beautiful, worthy of being a beautiful scenery in Hongkong.

After getting out of the car, Song Tingyu took Su Ran's hand and walked forward to a yacht. He got on the yacht first, then reached out and pulled her up.

Both of them came up, and the yacht slowly started to move. Su Ran stood on the deck, holding the railing, "Song Tingyu, are we?"

"Spend the night here..."

After all, there was no need for land on the sea, and the wind would be stronger. Song Tingyu took a coat from the inside and put it on Su Ran's body. Then he lowered his head and kissed her on the side of her face, "Looking forward to it?"

Perhaps it was because Song Tingyu was too shameless these days, so every time he said these words, Su Ran always felt that he had some other meaning.

"No expectations." She said immediately.

"Lie, you clearly look forward to it."

Song ting asked her to put on the clothes that were draped over her shoulders as she spoke. The night wind blew her long hair up and he pinned the hair on her cheek to the back of her ear.

Su Ran heard only a few noises and turned around to see a few chefs dressed up as they walked out of the cabin and greeted them respectfully in cantonese, "Mr. Song, Mrs. Song."

"Let's begin."

They nodded, brought some simple kitchen utensils from inside and put them on the deck, along with the ingredients, on a long table, and began to work.

Su Ran walked over curiously and saw that they were cooking some authentic food from Hongkong.

In addition to their table, there was also a table on the deck, covered with tablecloths, with red wine and knives and forks. Song Tingyu poured some red wine into a wine glass, picked it up, raised his chin slightly, and leaned half against the dining table, sending the transparent red liquid into his mouth.

His drinking posture was undoubtedly elegant, but as Su Ran looked at it, another word popped into his mind: sexy.

As if he had noticed that she was looking at him, he quickly turned his head, stretched out his long arm, took her by the waist and carried her into his arms, held her back neck in his hand with the goblet, and held her chin in his free hand, and kissed her deeply on the lips without saying anything.

Su ran did not react at first, but only when there was a faint smell of wine in her mouth did she regain her senses. Just as she was about to push her away, he had already taken one step ahead of her and released the hand that was holding her body.

"Is it good?"

Su ran took a sip of the boiled water on the table and diluted the aroma of the wine in her mouth. She stole another glance at the chef and saw that they were all cooking with their heads down, seemingly unaware of the sentimental and ambiguous scene just now.

She heaved a long sigh of relief.

Song Tingyu placed the goblet on the table and ordered from the kitchens, "I was a famous western chef in Hongkong, but now I'm wasting my resources to make authentic Hongkong food for you..."

Su Ran tied up his hair, which had been fluttering in the wind, and looked at him, "Why?"