Dugu Xiang let go of Ye Kui, glanced at Ye Kui's small face and the nose that was already red from the cold, stood up, and the sound of water dripping on the water surface instantly stirred up a lot of waves.
"Go back to your room and take medicine."
"Didn't you say you were responsible?"
"I'm responsible for the medicine money."
"..." Ye Kui stretched out her hand and placed her slender white fingertips on her lips. Feeling Dugu Xiang's coldness, she knew that her joke of pretending to fall into the water just now seemed to go too far.
"Is this also called taking responsibility?"
"Oh? Then what do you want me to be responsible for?" His eyes were still cold.
Ye Kui felt so tired, and slowly walked to the shore through the sea water, stepped on the beach with bare feet, bent down, picked up the abandoned pair of boots, and carried them in her hands.
"There's no need for anything. Go back. It's really cold." Her voice was a little weak, and she had already scolded Dugu Xiang in her heart.
However, when she turned sideways, she found that Dugu Xiang had already left the cold water and was drifting away.
Depend on!
Damn it, forget it if you don’t carry her back, what’s going on?
Ye Kui was a little dissatisfied and stood there, her pink lips curved in a disappointed arc.
At this moment, the long and distant figure suddenly stopped, turned around, and you could vaguely see the deep expression in his eyes.
"Why don't you catch up quickly?"
"oh."
Ye Kui ran over and followed Dugu Xiang slowly. Staring at the figure so close at hand, her heart, as calm as the sea, gradually became chaotic...
Shallow footprints were left on the beach, and the sea breeze continued to sweep the earth. Layers of sea sand were blown up and scattered on the ground, covering the shallow footprints again, and everything returned again.
calm.
Back at the villa, Ye Kui put her boots in the shoe cabinet on the doorway, stood up, and walked upstairs.
This villa is located by the seaside outside the suburbs of City W. The design style of the villa is the European style that Ye Kui likes.
Ye Kui opened the bathroom door in the room, took off her clothes, and lay down in the bathtub.
The hot water was filled with steam. When there was too much water, it overflowed and sprinkled on the ground. In an instant, it formed shallow waves and spread out in all directions.
Her long, permed hair rested on the outside of the bathtub, and she had a delicate and small face. Her skin, which looked like gelatin, was glowing an attractive pink color due to the heat of the water. Her big black eyes looked at the classical man above her head.
A hanging lamp in the shape of a candlestick, with a small mouth slightly raised.
The long eyelashes hung low on her eyes. At this moment, Ye Kui was as quiet as a cute and delicate porcelain doll.
After taking a bath, she was wearing a pink housecoat. Her permed and curled hair had been blow-dried and hung smoothly around her waist. Her delicate little face was still glowing with a hint of pink. Under the bright light, it looked like gelatin.
His skin suddenly glowed with a radiant glow.
Ye Kui walked to the bedside and looked at the steaming bowl of brown sugar and ginger water on the bedside table. He couldn't help but curled up his red lips and asked with a smile: "Is it prepared for me?"
Dugu Xiang lay lazily on the bed and closed his eyes to relax, directly ignoring her question.
Ye Kui's heart, which was slightly blocked at first, suddenly became a little brighter.
Although he didn't speak, maybe it was because he was shy.
She sat on the edge of the bed, lifted the quilt and sat in. She picked up the bowl of brown sugar ginger water on the bedside table, took a sip, then raised her head and asked, "What do you think is a better way for us to hold the wedding?"