"Ouch?" The big black bear put down its paws, looking stupid as if it had done something wrong.
Jing Jiaren took a sip of water, coughed a few times, and wanted to say something, but finally the corner of her mouth curved into a smile.
"Ouch?" The big black bear didn't understand why she laughed again.
Ximen Longting's cold voice came: "Have you had enough affection!?"
"..."
"A stupid bear has taken up all my positions in your heart, and in your eyes, I still exist!?" Ximen Longting was jealous and furious.
Jing Jiaren was ashamed. She played with the big black bear for the last time because she was about to part with it.
"What's the rush? I'll be yours right away... completely yours alone. Satisfied?"
Ximen Longting sneered disdainfully. He felt more and more that women's words were untrustworthy. The more beautiful a woman's words were...the less trustworthy they were.
Especially Jing Jiaren.
"Is the sandcastle ready?"
“See for yourself!”
"Thank you for your hard work!" Jing Jiaren trotted over and hugged Ximen Longting's arm, "Are the shells I made for the bear good-looking?"
It's okay if I don't mention this. When I mention it, Ximen Longting's eyes fall on the big bear's neck...
I don't know if it was Jing Jiaren's illusion, but the big black bear started to show off its power, with that stern look in its eyes.
Ximen Longting's vision narrowed and his eyes narrowed coldly: "Jing Jiaren!"
"...What's wrong?"
"Where's my share?" The big palm stretched out in the air.
Jing Jiaren slapped his hand angrily, and he held it in his hand: "Do you want me to give you a slap?"
"..."
"I want everything. You won't wear this cheap necklace! This is a gift for Big Bear and I to say goodbye. Do you want to say goodbye to me? You can only wear it after we say goodbye."
Only then did Ximen Longting's anger subside. He grabbed her hand and saw the gap on her index finger: "How did you do it?"
Cut by a sharp shell...
Ximen Longting held her index finger, put it in his lips and sucked it in, smelling the fresh sea water.
"Idiot, if you touch the sea water after being cut, won't it hurt?"
Jing Jiaren took Ximen Longting's hand, simply took off her shoes, stepped on the soft sand with her bare feet, and ran forward.
The stacked sand castles at Ximen Longting are magnificent and Gothic style.
There are two rows of round holes on each wall of the castle, which can be used for good defense against bullets. Each tower can fire cannonballs. It is supported by huge wall stacks, and every arch line and every pattern emerges upward.
The sharp peaks give people the feeling of an upward force.
On the wall in front of the castle, there is a thick layer of sand with words engraved on it:
【J-I-A-R-E-N】(Beauty)
Jing Jiaren put her hands on her knees, leaned over and watched carefully, praising her constantly.
"Ximen Longting, you did a great job. You can make it out of sand... like a work of art."
Ximen Longting patted the broken sand on his hands in boredom.
There is only what he doesn’t want to do, and there is nothing he can’t do without focusing on it…
The result that took more than 2 hours is good?
He, Ximen Longting, built this castle either for this stinky bear or for the smile that Jing Jiaren is showing at this moment.
Even if it only lasts a few minutes.
Jing Jiaren was so proud that she suddenly turned around and her whole body jumped on top of him, with a sudden weight.
Hooking her legs on his waist, she hugged him tightly: "Ximen Longting, thank you!"
Ximen Longting's tall and slender figure was slightly bent, and he almost lost his footing.