Chapter 179: Sunshine Holiday (Part 1)

Speaking of Brazil, Donne will think of football first, and the second is football. Speaking of Rio de Janeiro, Donne will think of football. In his heart, football is everything about Brazil, and Brazil is football, and the two can be completely equal.

However, when he came to Rio de Janeiro, his eyes were not attracted by football, but were completely different from those of Britain and China.

He has seen soccer a lot, and he is always football every day when he works. When he arrives in Brazil, he suddenly turns a blind eye to the children playing football all over the streets.

Sunny beach, tropical style, passionate and unrestrained bikini beauties, palm trees swaying in the sea breeze. The sound of tides in the distance is heard, and the blue waves are rippling.

"It's a pity that it's not February, otherwise your eyes won't turn." Shania, who was sitting next to him, suddenly said.

"February? Why is February?" Tang En was puzzled.

"Carnival, Rio's Carnival is world-famous-" Shania asked a long voice.

Donn turned his head and looked at Shania, who was only wearing a three-point bikini. The more he looked, the less he looked like a child. Of course, now they were on the most famous Copacabana Beach in Rio de Janeiro. Looking around, the silver-white beach was filled with people and it was very lively.

Tang En stared at Shania for a while, and felt embarrassed when he saw Shania. Then he smiled and turned his head. "I'm not interested in that." He said, lying down, "It's all gathered together, nothing is good to look at. But Brazil is really a good place..." When he opened his eyes, he saw the blue sky and white clouds. Such a sky is basically unseen in the UK.

Shania next to her snorted softly.

"How do I think of my parents?" She turned around and lay beside Tang En, turning her head and asking.

"Better than I thought..." Tang En continued to look at the sky, like a sapphire sky. No matter how you look at it, you can't see enough.

"Huh? What do you imagine?" Shania was very curious. Tang En never told her about her parents.

Tang En's eyes remained unchanged, but yesterday's scene appeared in front of him.

He and Shania arrived in Brazil yesterday. As soon as they arrived at the airport, Shania's father drove outside the airport to wait.

Shania's father was as polite as when he first met. Shania's mother had a much better attitude than when they first met. Her performance was very consistent with the identity of a wealthy middle class. She always kept a smile on her face. However, it still made Tang En feel a little unkind enough. Perhaps she got used to having sex with the little girl Shania, who was neither big nor young, and suddenly entered a formal meeting, which made Tang En not very used to it.

I don’t know why, Tang En was very casual when chatting with Shania, but once he talked to Shania’s parents, his waist would involuntarily stand up and his speech slowed down. He kept his voice flat. No one asked him to do this, and Shania did not say hello to him in advance, asking him to do whatever he wanted when talking to his parents. He was completely subconscious.

This discovery made him a little annoyed, but he couldn't show it yet. He didn't want to leave a bad impression on Xianya's parents.

The other party treated him as thoughtful as a visitor from afar. He couldn't find any problems. Both of them had jobs and were very busy at work, so they asked Shania to take care of all his daily life in Brazil and accompany him to go out for fun. They arranged their own time and itineraries, and neither of them asked about it. From this point of view, they were also very relieved about Tang En.

This morning, when Tang En woke up from his sleep, the jet lag reversed and found that Shania had already prepared all the breakfast.

While sitting at the dining table, Shania asked Done where she wanted to go. Tang was not familiar with Brazil. Naturally, she couldn't tell where she wanted to go. Shania decided herself to come to Rio de Janeiro's most famous beach and the most famous and best beach in the world - Copacabana Beach.

This place is the first stop for almost all tourists to Rio de Janeiro. Shania also has a little selfishness - she actually wants to go to the beach to bask in the sun. In the UK, in the cold and humid Newcastle, such a beach is impossible to see.

Tang En did not object. Anyway, although he was a coach, he maintained a very good figure, so he was not afraid of embarrassing to go to the beach with just one swimming trunk.

And... he was looking forward to seeing Shaniya in three points.

"Anyway... your parents are easier to speak than I thought." Tang En said.

"It was because my parents went to the UK to pick me up. Did you have that impression?" Shania said with a smile.

"You are still laughing!" Tang En glared at her. "It was all you, which made me no different from a fool at that time."

He said this. Shania smiled even happier, her feet slapped on the delicate beach, lowered her head, and shook her shoulders violently.

Tang En coughed twice. Finally, Shania smiled less exaggeratedly. She raised her scattered hair and smiled at Tang En: "Sometimes I think Uncle Tony is cute..."

"Ha!" Don Ha breathed and reached his hand toward Shania's armpit, "I'll squeak you, no big or small!"

Shania clamped her arms and avoided it, but Tang En chased her closely and reached out to the other side. This time Shania could only turn to Tang Enlai to avoid the attack from the outside. Tang En took advantage of the momentum to thrust forward and blocked Shania's escape route. Shania could only hide in her arms, giggling and begging for mercy.

"It's so itchy! It's so itchy... Give me a break, Tony...Uncle Tony! Haha, hehe...ah!"

Shania lay on the beach, Tang En supported her hands and looked down at her. Shania, who was creaked by Tang En, looked rosy and her breath was disordered. She lay on her back with her chest undulating. The navel on her lower abdomen seemed to be a small mouth, and she opened and closed with her breathing.

The two suddenly became quiet, their smiles frozen on Xianya's face, and Tang En's hand stopped beside her face, and the two of them looked at each other. The laughter of red men and green women in their ears, accompanied by the sound of tide, burst after burst. Not far away was a pair of young lovers hugging and kissing each other passionately. Tang En's eyes slanted and he could see them all.

He suddenly came to his senses, turned over and lay down, not daring to look at Shania lying beside him. But her timid voice sounded in his ears: "Uncle Tony..."

The sound reached Tang En's ears, and he could still feel the hair in his ears being blown by a warm breath, numb and itchy. He trembled inside and turned his eyes to the distance, without focus or goal, just to keep his attention away for the time being.

"The weather is good! It's much better than in the UK." He coughed.

"Well! Actually, I don't like Britain at all!" Shania sat up, her voice regained her vitality.

"Then you still go there to be a model. If you want to be a model, isn't it okay in Brazil? Models are not football, and the center of the world is not in the UK."

"..." Shania behind her was silent for a while and said quietly, "Although the weather and food in the UK are bad, it is not useless."

"It's a place in the UK. I'll get used to it after staying for a long time. I remembered a joke about the weather. Do you want to listen to it?"

"I want it, I want it, I want it!" When it comes to funny things like jokes, Shania is always particularly interested.

"Well, it's not appropriate to say it's a joke. This is really happening. Somewhere in the UK, there is a very magical stone that will automatically predict the weather, and it's very accurate!" Tang En's words successfully aroused Shania's interest. She frowned and asked: "How is this possible? How can a stone predict the weather?"

"Of course, that's it... the magical stone was tied to a rope, hanging in the air, and a sign was nailed behind the stone, which read: Gary's weather forecast stone. You can accurately know the weather conditions by comparing the situation he wrote below. It says - the stone is wet and raining; the stone is dry and there is no rain; the stone is projected on the ground, and the sun is coming out; the top of the stone is white and snowing..."

Hearing this, Shania started to laugh, and at first she just laughed softly, but later her shoulders thrust harder and she laughed loudly.

Tang En was also talking seriously about the judgment criteria of the stone weather forecaster: "...The stone cannot be seen, there is fog; the stone sways from side to side, the wind is blowing; the stone jumps up and down, the earthquake is shaking; the stone disappears... The tornado is blowing!" He made an exaggerated expression, waved his hands, and a gust of wind blew.

"Hahaha!" Xianya sat down on the ground and pounded the ground with her hands.

Tang En looked at the happy Xianya and reached out to dust off the white sand on her long hair. Then he used his hand as a comb to gently combed her hair, carefully putting together the strands of black hair that had originally spread out.

Gradually, Shania's laughter stopped. She buried her head between her arms: "Uncle Tony..."

"Um?"

"I'm so happy to be with you..."

"Um. "

"So, thank you..."
Chapter completed!