The speedboat was driving faster and faster. Wherever she passed, the waves splashed. Song Nanqiao had not been so crazy. She was so shocked that she stretched out her hands and hugged the man's waist tightly.

An unprecedented relaxation kept rippling in her heart, her lips were folded, and her smile could not be hidden.

Tang Jingze walked around the sea several times, and when he returned to the beach, Song Nanqiao was still immersed in joy and could not extricate himself.

Seeing that she was holding him and refused to let go, Tang Jingze curled up his lips and his voice softly, "Nan Qiao, we often come here to relax in the future, okay?"

"Okay." Song Nanqiao tightly pressed against his body and wrapped his hands around his waist.

The man's smile became deeper and deeper.

As the sun sets, the shadows of the two of them are long and long, as if this moment is their long-lasting land.

Song Nanqiao squinted his eyes lazily, Tang Jingze held her hands with his hands in his arms. The sea breeze blew too much, and the tiger's mouth began to feel a little sore.

"If you hold me and don't let go, I can't control it anymore."

Song Nanqiao was shocked and hurriedly let go, but the man held her tenderness firmly, "Since you are so proactive, I naturally cannot let down the beauty's beauty, otherwise..."

Song Nanqiao stepped on it and hid his next words in the corner of his mouth.

He covered his chest and felt pain, "Wife, your habit of touching your feet is really bad."

"Stop smiling in front of me." She threw a sarcastic look on him.

Tang Jingze chuckled and quickly changed the topic, "Are you hungry?"

Song Nanqiao nodded, looked at the sky with a layer of gold, and suddenly realized that this was not about business, it was clearly for vacation.

Tang Jingze pulled her, "This is a tourist destination, especially on weekends and holidays." His eyes fell on the creative store in the distance, "There is a store there, you will like the things inside."

"How do you know?" Song Nanqiao asked subconsciously.

Tang Jingze stopped and was next to his own sightseeing bus, "Because, this place is my property."

The man was full of pride in his words, and Song Nanqiao was slightly stunned, but he did not doubt his words.

She didn't respond, but just turned her eyes away.

Tang Jingze pushed out a bicycle from it, "These will be yours in the future."

Song Nanqiao looked at the bicycle in front of him that needed someone to pedal, and his mouth twitched slightly, "Is it very far? Why don't we take a walk?"

Tang Jingze stood in front of her, "I will ride a bike to take you over."

"You can ride a bicycle?" Song Nanqiao exclaimed. Don't this pampering young master only knows how to drive luxury cars on weekdays, so why can he ride a bicycle?

She looked at him a little unbelievably, "You're not teasing me, are you?"

Tang Jingze sighed almost inauspiciously, "It seems that you always doubt your husband's ability." He laughed silently and stretched out his hand to her, "Come up, I'll take you."

Song Nanqiao sat up suspiciously and hugged his waist. This feeling was like a secretly running out for a date and a ride when he was a student.

The man rode forward rhythmically, and Song Nanqiao smiled and seemed to have two moves.

"Last time you said, you remembered me when I was five years old. Do you know, I thought it was our first time meeting in high school. It was difficult for Mr. Tang to chase at that time!"

Her brisk voice was carried far away by the sea breeze, "Tang Jingze, what did I look like in your memory at that time?"

The man smiled and asked, "Tell the truth?"

Song Nanqiao nodded vigorously.

Tang Jingze thought for a while, "At that time, I thought, this woman was really annoying! She was stupid when she was a child, but she still didn't get much better when she grew up."

Song Nanqiao couldn't help but frowned, raised his hand and pinched his waist. The car suddenly swayed, swung twice before slanting straight to the right.

She hurriedly clamped his waist and closed her eyes instinctively.

But after waiting for a while, there was no expected sound.

She opened her eyes and met the man's malicious face.

"Tang Jingze, you are just a big bastard!" Song Nanqiao growled angrily.

Hearing this, he just sighed quietly, "I also think that I was really a bastard at that time, Nan Qiao, were you very sad in those years?"

Song Nanqiao nodded honestly, "Why did you keep the love letter I wrote to you before?"

"I don't know either. Maybe there was a plan in the dark. Nan Qiao, thank you for letting me love you!"

The breeze blows, bringing about a period of youthful years.

The car continued to ride forward, and Song Nanqiao opened his arms and closed his eyes comfortably.

Tang Jingze looked back at her worriedly, "Beware of falling."

"What are you afraid of?" Song Nanqiao raised his little face and looked at the blue sky, "Aren't you there?"

She smiled and felt sweet happiness.

Tang Jingze took Song Nanqiao to a store that is not too large.

There are flower beds all around, emitting a faint fragrance of flowers.

There are several pairs of swings in the garden, and the ropes of the swings are wrapped around flowers, which is extremely quiet.

The boss’s wife was about to water the flowers, but as soon as she went out, she saw two people coming in.

"Mr. Tang?" the boss's wife greeted him kindly, "Why are you free to come? Go in and sit down. The flower tea I just cooked."

Tang Jingze parked the bicycle firmly and smiled gently, "Let's just sit outside."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and saw that Song Nanqiao had already found a seat and sat down.

"Sister He, a plate of fried noodles."

Tang Jingze took the cup and poured flower tea for Song Nanqiao. He walked over with a smile and sat down, "This is the tea brewed by the boss's wife. You can try it. After drinking the tea, we will eat noodles. We will first cushion our belly. There will be activities at 8 o'clock tonight."

"Event tonight?" Song Nanqiao frowned.

Tang Jingze raised his lips in a funny way, "Isn't my mind simple anymore? Don't think wrongly."

Song Nanqiao picked up the chopsticks and knocked it on the back of his hand, raised his head and stared at him, "I'm not right in my mind, which eye does your eyes tell me that I have this kind of thought?"

Tang Jingze pointed to his eyes and said seriously with a thick face: "I saw both eyes."

While talking, the boss personally delivered a plate of fried noodles, and the noodles were decorated with many crabapple flowers. In fact, they were also made of white noodles, but they were indeed much more elegant.

"Mr. Tang, is this Mrs. Tang?"

Tang Jingze nodded, "Yes"

The boss's wife stared at Song Nanqiao happily and smiled from ear to ear, "Mrs. Tang, you have been waiting for you. In the past five years, Mr. Tang has come here to supervise the foreman as soon as he has time, and build this resort as soon as possible, saying that she would give her a gift. Every tree and every flower here is done according to Mr. Tang's wishes."

Tang Jingze frowned in embarrassment. He coughed a few times and signaled the boss's wife not to say anything.

"Ah, that...you eat first, I'll go and see the soup in the kitchen!" The boss's wife noticed that she was talking too much and hurriedly left.

Song Nanqiao's eyes were filled with turmoil, "How did you come here in the past five years?"

"What are you referring to?" Tang Jingze smiled, and his eyes subconsciously fell on her chest.
Chapter completed!