"Brother Che, let's go to the yacht!" Eve's face turned red with anger, but she still endured it and held Che's arm intimately.
"Yeah." Che didn't have any extra words.
The scene of the yacht traveling on the sea and retreating rapidly is dizzying.
"Xiao Xia, are you thirsty? Let me get you a drink?" Huan said thoughtfully, gently resting his chin on Ming Xia's shoulder.
"Well, wow, wow!" Ming Xia said a little childishly, "I want milk tea! Pearl milk tea!"
"Yes, yes!" Huan scratched the tip of Mingxia's nose and walked inside to get a drink.
"Brother Che, I'm thirsty too~~" Oh my god, that voice made everyone on the yacht get goosebumps. Mingxia looked at Evelyn with a bit of contempt, how on earth could she make such a "shattering" sound?
of the voice?
"Let me get it for you..." Che immediately ran in. My Reddy Gaga, if I stay here any longer, I'm afraid I will really... become a madman. Wei'er's voice is so destructive!
"Hmph!" Evelyn glared at Mingxia provocatively. Who knew that Mingxia wouldn't even look down on her and started to enjoy the sea view.
The soft sea breeze gently blew Ming Xia's beautiful purple hair. Purple and blue overlapped, and many white clouds floated in the sky, as soft as cotton candy.
Mingxia closed her eyes comfortably and listened to the sound of the sea and the sound of the wind. Everything was so beautiful!
Take out the mp3 and play the moving and sad melody.
"After so many years, I have become accustomed to it.
I don’t think the sky is getting darker or quieter blue
Actually, I said so much just because I want to talk about her.
She has been with me for so many years, she is still just her
Sometimes I am obedient but don’t answer
She understands my silence, things will be more complicated
I remember she once placed a pot of flowers on my windowsill
I remember she said she should go home early when it gets dark early in winter
She likes the blue sea
Maybe silence makes her dependent
The color in the eyes
Shut the door together with sadness
There are too many words left unsaid
A love that cannot be expressed
I blame my words for being too pale
Last night I dreamed of the blue sea
When I was 123, I was at home alone
I remember when I was young, I wanted to take care of my family.
One person washed all the sheets and quilts with all his strength
I never thought she felt quite good when she found out.
She once calculated how many years it would take for me to leave home.
I said it was still early, but actually I didn’t want to leave her either.