Leng Qirui rolled her eyes angrily, not understanding the charming girl.
"You are the abnormal one. What teenage girl keeps a straight face all day long and makes calculations? Are you tired?"
Hey, falling in love with such a stupid girl is really retribution, but he admits it!
Retribution is retribution, he is happy!
"Scheming?" She twitched the corner of her mouth bitterly, yes, but in order to protect herself, what can be done?
Sometimes, she hates herself becoming like this!
Leng Qirui's eyes darkened, secretly regretting it, and he pulled her up with force.
Qingting was still immersed in self-loathing and was dragged away by him in a daze.
"Hey, where are you taking me again?"
It's really annoying, he doesn't even say hello, he makes the decision without permission, he's so overbearing.
The endless sea surface is as calm as a mirror without a trace of waves. The blue ocean is as gentle as a lover's big hand.
The white sand is soft and soft when you step on it, like stepping on cotton, which is indescribably comfortable.
But Qingting froze, his expression was wrong, and his face turned pale.
"I hate it here, you can play alone."
"What are you afraid of?" Leng Qirui noticed the fear she tried so hard to hide and was surprised.
His mind was spinning countless times, but he didn't show it at all. He smiled and joked, "Afraid you can't help but fall in love with me?"
Qingting looked at the endless sea and felt like he was collapsing. He wanted to turn around and walk away, far away.
The big hand that had been holding her tightly finally let go, and she turned around without thinking and ran away.
But after taking only two steps, she was attacked by sand. She closed her eyes subconsciously and was so angry that she almost vomited blood.
A hearty laugh rang in my ears, "Hahaha, come again."
He was so numb that he threw the sand at her head, intending to take revenge? It was so childish.
"Leng Qirui, you bastard, stop here." She was furious, and without thinking, she picked up the sand on the ground and threw it over. Damn, she was so angry.
"Haha, I can't throw it, idiot Ye Qingting, the stupidest fool in the world..." Leng Qirui deliberately angered her, threw a handful of sand and ran away, like a mischievous child.
Qingting was completely offended. Damn it, this lady is not easy to offend either.
"Don't run away, you bastard, you're going to get slapped."
"Hahaha, idiot." Seeing her angry look, he smiled very happily.
It is better to be angry than to suppress emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy. What is vivid, bright, and burning passionately is the real Ye Qingting.
Girls who talk duplicity, have a sad face all day long, and even smile with a hint of bitterness live a very hard life.
Indulgent anger and unrestrained laughter are her true temperament.
The two of them were running around like children, chasing and hiding from each other, making it very noisy.
Qingting was panting from exhaustion and his face was flushed, but the melancholy just now was swept away, and his whole person was full of energy, fresh and bright, with a completely new look.
When her foot slipped, Leng Qirui was startled and rushed over to hold her waist, "Be careful."
Qingting threw a handful of sand and laughed proudly, like a child who had succeeded in playing a prank, full of excitement.
"It's up to you, you are the fool..."
But he couldn't be proud for long, as he looked down at the handsome face, his body froze, and his eyes widened in confusion.
The last word was swallowed up by the hot moxibustion kiss, making it unclear and flying in the wind.
a long time, a long time
Two people were lying quietly on the beach, with their hands clasped and their fingers intertwined. There was a touch of warmth in the atmosphere.