My Captain

Chapter 2

Chapter 1In Spain at the end of July, the heat wave was overwhelming.

Taking a deep breath, the factor that filled the air was as hot as the sweat soaking the temples and the crimson Sangria, full of enthusiasm and indulgence, like a thin suspender or a fluttering red skirt.

Yan An drove a classic car from the airport to the city and concluded that this is a city full of l**t and l**t.

After four years of learning to fly, there was a one-month window before returning to China. Yan An did not hesitate and flew directly to Spain from Australia.

The four-year high-strength and prudent learning to fly is over, and the string in her body that has been stretched for four years has stretched to its limit. She feels that it is necessary to restart herself during this month"s window.

In a country that no one knows, there is no better place than Spain to indulge and then return to calm, to boil and then cool down, to vent all emotions and reset them to zero.

It is full of enthusiasm and passion, and it was once called the Empire on which the Sun Never Sets.

Before Yan An left, she packed all her luggage and sent it back to the country. When she left for Spain, she only brought a carry-on travel bag.

Aman said that wearing an inch of cloth more than a thin suspender on his body is not good for the high summer in Spain.

Yan An rummaged through her luggage, but to no avail, she simply came to buy it.

Aman was met by Yan An in a small town by the sea in Wales during a public holiday.

With long black hair, a beautiful face, and a perfect figure, he was n***d beside the endless coastline on the east coast of Australia.

At that time, she couldn"t help but say "What a hot girl", and then Ah Man raised his sunglasses, glanced at her from head to toe, raised his eyebrows and invited, "It"s less than one-tenth of your figure, do you want to bask together? show?"

Yan An smiled and declined: "No, I"m here to see the handsome guy naked."

Ah Man laughed when he heard the words, "It"s a coincidence, isn"t it me?"

The characters of these two people are too good for each other. Since then, Ah Man has continued to travel around the world, and Yan An has continued to study the theory and practice the business license exam with great determination, but the two roamed the Internet and talked about everything.

At this time, Yan An just put on a black suspender, and took a picture of himself in front of the floor mirror of the apartment and sent it to Ah Man.

Man: The suspenders are good, but the trousers are not good, so change to wrap your hips.

Yan An thought this was a good idea, and immediately changed into a pair of skinny jeans.

Ah Man clicked his tongue and replied, "It"s such a waste not to be n***d with your figure." Spain"s 1,930-kilometer coastline, isn"t it going to live up to it again?

Yan An really thought about it seriously this time, and made a quiet and well-behaved expression, followed by: I think Ah Man is right.

This is Yan An"s first time in Spain, and she didn"t do any strategy. After all, she has a travel expert on her phone.

At this time, she asked the other party, a month, to stimulate, how to play?

Man: It depends on whether you want to do it step by step or one step at a time.

The string that Yan An stretched to the limit slammed on her back bone, and immediately said: I want to immediately pump the adrenaline to the limit.

The other party was only silent for a while and then immediately replied: This is so easy to do!

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The dark green retro classic cars all the way north.

Yan An rolled down the car window a little, and the wind was hot and humid in an instant. It was the sea breeze from the Mediterranean Sea on the other side of the road.

She looked towards the blue sky ahead, and vaguely saw the yellow flowers blooming in the air, and her heartbeat had been faintly accelerated.

Barcelona"s skydiving base is well-known throughout Europe. For such an ultra-extreme sport with acceleration of gravity, Yan An gave the money without reading the introduction, and signed the safety notice agreement.

This kind of free fall experience of falling in the sky, except here, Yan An does not hope that she will have such an opportunity to experience it in her career.

This extreme sport, which runs counter to a pilot"s manual, is a good appetizer for this trip.

She couldn"t wait.

Yan An pushed the agreement back to the lady at the front desk, and made a joke at random, "Can you arrange a handsome coach?"

The other party glanced at her passport information and said ok, "I"ll arrange a Chinese coach for you."

"Handsome?"

"He"s the most handsome Chinese I"ve ever seen!"

Yan An used to talk cheaply, but now hearing the front desk say that, her eyes are shining.

People like bright things, handsome guys and beauties are pleasing to the eye, who doesn"t like it?

It"s just that Yan An can face up to this mentality better than others, and appreciate that it is called an aboveboard.

At this time, she was sitting on the Houfei lawn and looking left and right, not covering it up, it was real and blatant.

Yan An: It is said that the coach who will take me later is a handsome Chinese guy.

Man is just one word: Go!

Yan An: Come on!

Man: f**k you, a cowardly woman with a heart but no guts.

Yan An smiled.

Yan An is different from Ah Man, the other party is a proper action faction, and Yan An is a proper mouthpiece faction.

Handsome guy, can"t you just take a look? It"s okay to talk with your mouth, move your hands and feet, it"s not what a gentleman does.

Man bah her: That"s because you haven"t encountered the best.

Yan An humbly asked: What is called the best?

Man: Two words.

Yan An: ?

Man: I want to sleep!

Yan An burst out laughing: Be taught!

Yan An was called away to teach the safety of basic movements before skydiving.

She looked at the curly-haired Spanish man in front of her with humor and blinked, "It seems that I have no fate with that handsome Chinese coach?" She added with a smile, "Of course, you are also handsome."

The other party laughed, "Don"t worry, your handsome Chinese coach is still yours. He just went to change a pair of goggles for you, but if you like me, you can also take me with you."

Yan An waved, "No, no, when I meet a fellow in a foreign country, my eyes are full of tears."

Yan An directly translated this Chinese phrase into English, which is cute and strange.

The foreigner black question mark face, I think this Chinese girl is really cute.

At this moment, the foreigner glanced behind Yan An, "Hey Sam, come on, your Chinese girl can"t wait for you."

Yan An heard the words and turned back.

A man in a base coaching uniform walked towards the two.

He is tall and tall, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and is putting on a pair of black protective gloves for himself with his eyes down.

Hearing someone calling him, he raised his head and glanced at the foreigner, twitched his lips in response, and moved his eyes to Yan An aside because of the phrase "your Chinese girl".

The two of them touched their eyes lightly, and the other looked down, and then stopped on her black sling that seemed to break with a slight pull. A second later, the man lowered his head calmly and tightened his gloves.

Yan An felt a strange feeling on the shoulders, neck, arms and chest with the fluttering glance, like an ant crawling over and being swept by a wicker, itchy and numb.

It"s really terrible, Yan Anxin thought.

How could someone have the word abstinence engraved all over their body, but every move and even a look was filled with an indescribable desire.

The lady at the front desk is an honest person, Yan An"s heart is pounding, this man is definitely the most handsome Chinese she has ever seen!

Shan Yi chatted briefly with the foreigner in Spanish, and then the foreigner went to prepare to get on the plane. Before the foreigner left, he said bye to Yan An, "Little girl, enjoy yourself."

Yan An snorted and nodded sincerely, "Sure!"

Shan Yi glanced at the distribution table in his hand and asked, "Is it No. 75?"

It was her waiting number.

Yan An pointed to the number sticker on his arm, "Handsome guy, are you taking me? If not, what number do you take and I"ll change it?"

This is the reason why Shan Yi is too lazy to take people, and even regrets that he has been promoted to the D coach certificate.

He thought that Chinese girls would at least be more restrained than foreign women, but it was obvious that the ones he met today were not.

Yan An didn"t know how straightforward his expression was at this moment, and almost wanted to put his eyes directly on the man in front of him.

The most important thing in Europe is handsome guys, but she always thinks that Chinese men have the most charm, such as this one in front of her.

This man has a very dazzling aura. He is confident and determined to match the extreme sport of skydiving. He is masculine, passionate, extroverted and restrained, and charming.

This aura far surpassed that beautiful skin.

Although, that pair of skins is really handsome to the extreme.

Yan An sighed sincerely.

This man slapped on her aesthetic from head to toe, so good that she almost wanted to touch it.

Shan Yi put down the form in his hand, and had no intention of accepting this Chinese girl who put all her thoughts on her face. He asked her about her height and weight as usual, and then turned around to get the equipment, out of concern for his fellow countrymen. With a little kindness, he said, "I suggest you go to the front desk and ask for a suit before you set off."

He looked down lightly, stopped and swept, Yan An felt that the exposed large piece of skin seemed to be swept by the hot wind again.

Shan Yi: "It"s not sexy to wear a suspender for skydiving."

Then Yan An watched him turn around, picked up a bunch of equipment, disassembled it, checked it, and reassembled it. When he met a colleague who was returning from the landing, he occasionally said a few words in English or Spanish, making Yan An"s heart beat.

Yan An agrees that skydiving with suspenders is really not a sexy thing.

This man"s long-sleeved and trousers coaching uniform stood there bent over and lowered his fingers to tighten the shoelaces, which was even sexier than those n***d foreigners by the seaside in Wales.

Yan An swallowed, is she crazy?

She ran to the front desk to ask for clothes, lay there and asked the honest lady at the front desk, "Can I know the name of my coach?"

The little sister smiled, as if to say, how is it, the coach I arranged for you is very handsome: "His name is Sam."

"What about the Chinese name?"

"Then you"ll have to ask him yourself, Sam doesn"t like to leave names everywhere."

When Yan An walked back, he put his clothes on his body as he walked. There were many people sitting on the lawn waiting and resting. Yan An"s appearance of rushing to the scorching sun attracted many enthusiastic eyes around him.

Yan An has a tall and well-proportioned figure. When she raises her hand to pull her clothes over her head, a section of her waist under the suspenders is exposed, revealing her feminine curves. The lumbar fossa is slightly sunken, the abdominal muscles are looming, and the exposed skin is brightly white in the sun.

She put on her clothes neatly, and pushed her long hair out from her collar.

This Chinese girl is dazzling from head to toe, young, sexy, and with a bit of heroic spirit that is hard to ignore.

Yan An didn"t pay attention to the irrelevant passers-by around, A, B, C, Ding, and now she is full of that hormonal man in her mind.

She couldn"t wait to share with the woman in Alaska: I think you"re right!

Man: ?

Yan An: I have met a superb, the best of the best.

Man: How does it feel?

Yan An: I want to sleep!