“…”

“…”

In an instant, the sound was silenced and turned into a series of bubbles floating on the sea.

Jing Qingge was very satisfied and looked at the photos he had just taken with his cell phone. Ji Yicheng and Shi Ming suddenly came over together.

"Qingbaoer, can we delete the photo? You see, the photo is so blurry." Ji Yicheng said weakly.

Jing Qingge rolled his eyes, "You just open your eyes and talk nonsense, and the picture quality is very clear."

Ji Yicheng, “…”

Shi Ming glanced silently, "Anyway, there is nothing good to look at, so why not... delete it..."

Jing Qingge turned around and turned around, "I think it's very good, definitely more exciting than the classic shot of "Titanic"."

"Wife, delete it..."

"don't want!"

"Xiao Qing..."

"I want to keep it well. This is the 'kiss of fame' between you two, once in a thousand years..."

“…”

“…”

So the two young masters sat next to them silently, with a look of capitalization and their image as if they were ruined.

Moreover, it was completely broken and broken.

...

The laughing atmosphere continued until Ji Liancheng called and the yacht happened to be docking, and the three of them were preparing to go back.

"Have you found out?" Ji Yicheng sat in the back seat of the sports car, looking at the little woman beside him with dark eyes. The sound of tightening suddenly overflowed, and even a hint of inauspicious hoarseness was squeezed.

Suddenly, Jing Qingge's heart raked, and subconsciously grabbed his big hand holding her, and his slender fingers turned pale in the moonlight that penetrated into the car window.

Shi Ming sat in the front driver's seat and immediately looked over through the rearview mirror. His eyelids were half-closed, and his pure golden eyes were even colder.

Ji Yicheng suddenly dropped his cell phone and handed it over, "Qingbaoer, Liancheng said he wanted you to listen to the phone."

...

Jing Qingge slapped his eyes and didn't even dare to answer the phone. He felt it was hot when he touched the screen of his phone.

And his arms were also trembling slightly.

She and he knew very well that today they all deliberately avoided this matter. However, this call may be heaven for a second, or hell for a second...

"Liancheng..." Jing Qingge slowly put his phone in his ear.

Ji Liancheng's cold and thin voice at the other end of the phone immediately penetrated, "Little Cute, Brother Cheng..."

a long time.

In the narrow carriage, the air seemed to have solidified.

Jing Qingge's sudden shrinking apricot eyes magnified bit by bit, and a sour hot flash surged from the bottom of his eyes, which continued to spread and became rich.

Ji Yicheng suffocated his breath, and her pale cheeks instantly almost shocked her heart.

"Qingbaoer..." He didn't even dare to call her loudly, his silence and voice became even deeper.

"Pu---"

Suddenly, her eyes flashed, and the misty wet ripples condensed into beads, which fell out of control and fell into the palms of the two of them with their fingers.

She looked at him slowly, and for a moment, her blind white vision became clear, but because of the tears floating in her eyes, she looked at his slightly white face in front of her, and her dark eyes were suppressed fiercely, but she still revealed a trace of his panic, shocked...

Suddenly, Ji Yicheng's already stiff spine shook violently. Just now, the hand she held tightened him tighter.

She smiled slightly, and a very shallow curve was drawn into the corner of her lips, allowing the hot tears to wet.

He knew that God could not be too cruel, so he finally returned her to him...
Chapter completed!