Leng Heng walked down from the third floor of the large yacht and walked to Chang Mian: "Master, everything is ready."
But Chang Mian was worried. He jumped up, climbed to the large entertainment hall on the third floor, and even the suite on the top floor, and checked it carefully.
In the large amusement hall, he held a white brocade handkerchief in his hand and wiped the corner of the wall casually. He frowned and said, "There is a layer of dust. Clean it again."
Then he personally checked that champagne, fruit, and even a hair on the red carpet were not allowed.
When he arrived at the suite on the top floor, he looked at the bed paved with roses and lily petals, and at the scented red candle three centimeters in diameter next to it. He pushed open the bathroom door and walked around.
Finally, when I opened the glass window, I was greeted by the salty ocean breeze.
He just stood there, visually checked the angle of view, and nodded with satisfaction.
"Control the position of the ship at night. I will lie on the bed so that I can see the lighthouse there." Chang Mian pointed to the lighthouse on the tall building in the distance: "Do you understand?"
Leng Heng took notes carefully.
This is really the first time for Master Chang Mian to be so dedicated to a birthday party, and there is a faint joy on his face, and his mood is unprecedentedly joyful.
It seems that Miss Xin has really changed Master Chang a lot under a subtle influence.
Bit by bit, I usually don’t notice it, but it’s really changing, slowly, quietly, changing...
"When the guests board the ship at night, they will be strictly inspected and no reporters will be allowed to sneak in. Otherwise, you are asking."
Chang Mian said as he walked out of the suite and stood in front of the guardrail of the large yacht. Under the sun, his whole body exuded a light of "I'm in love", but it seemed that someone didn't notice it himself.
He looked at the blue sea from a distance, with a touch of uncertain excitement in his heart: "Leng Heng, tell me, if I hold a birthday party for Chang Shang, will she dance happily?"
Leng Heng nodded after hearing the words: "Master Chang, that is necessary."
"Haha, not necessarily..." Chang Mian's delicate and handsome face, covered by the sun, flashed a faint smile: "Don't look at the docile and obedient appearance of that woman Chang Shang. In fact...
...I gradually figured it out, she has a hard heart, she does one thing on the surface but another behind the scenes, so she is not so easy to tame."
But, so what.
"Even if she is a thousand-year-old turtle who always likes to hide in the turtle shell, I will melt her thick shell into water. I see how she can be as calm as water without a shell in the end...
...I just want her to hold me in her heart. Even if she refuses, I will force it into her."
He wanted her to struggle like him, to be happy because of him, to be sad because of him, and to be affected by all her emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy because of him;
He wanted her to be as confused as he was, resisting and compromising, rejecting and approaching, and he wanted her to explore some roads with him.
There was a hint of confusion on Leng Heng's face.
I don’t understand what Master Chang’s words mean.
Chang Mian's back was facing Leng Heng, his fair and clean face had a light of determination, he was bound to win.
Chang Shang put on the violet knee-length skirt and eight-centimeter high heels, and was wearing the exquisite and beautiful pearl necklace in front of the mirror.