Chapter 991

"Qingyu... Qingyu..."

The air conditioner in the room was fully turned on, which made the sun come in with a refreshing meaning. The soft call echoing in the ear seemed to be in harmony with the warm sun. Ling Qingyu turned over, hugged the curvaceous and delicate body, and snorted.

"Didn't you say we went for a walk?" Arms around her waist, with a spoiled smile, Yang Zhao's breath gently brushed the fluff in her ears as she spoke, watched her frown because of the slight itch, sent out a dissatisfied groan from her nose, lightly printed a kiss on her forehead, and said, "sleep..."

Ling Qingyu suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the bright sunshine outside the window. "What time is it?"

"It's still early. Go to bed." Yang Zhao held her in his arms, patted her on the back and said softly.

"Oh." Ling Qingyu closed his eyes and slept on his chest. After a few breaths, he sat up fiercely and said, "no! We agreed to go for a romantic walk!" Looking at the sun outside, he said, "why don't you call me?" On second thought, it seemed that someone had called himself with a voice that was as gentle as light wind and had a hypnotic effect just now, right! Zhao he is so gentle all the time. He would rather hold it by himself than

"It's early dawn here, and it's still too late, too late!" Ling Qingyu jumped out of bed and rushed directly into the bathroom. When he reached the door, he put his head out and said, "Shh, let's keep our voices down!"

Yang Zhao smiled unconsciously, thought for a moment, came down from the bed to the window, and picked up a line of curtains.

Their hotel is located by the Bay, next to the Binhai park. At this time, just seven o'clock, the sun has been shining, but the silver sand beach is very quiet, and there is no one. The waves are patting the fine sand and rocks, splashing the foam like spray at the starting point. The Park is shaded by trees, and the tall tropical plants and vines make it as cool and... Hidden as a dense forest

"Zhao! Come and take a shower!" Hearing Ling Qingyu cry in the bathroom, Yang Zhao put down the curtain, walked into the bathroom, poured a little bath liquid (Brought by himself) on his hand, rubbed it and gently wiped her back.

He had calluses on his hands, and the gentle force made the calluses rub on his body with a strange feeling. With a slight smile, Ling Qingyu turned back and said, "what should I do? Zhao, I want you again..."

Yang Zhao kissed her on the forehead, lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "no one on the beach..."

Ling Qingyu was stunned at first, and then his face flushed. He thought that he had done things like this and that. At this time, he was so pretentious. Although he thought like this, his eyes wandered around for a few times and said, "then we have to hurry up..." later, it will be all runners.

"Yes!" Yang Zhao took the bath towel and wrapped it up. He took his place. After taking a shower, he pulled up the bath towel and wiped it a few times. He wrapped it around his waist and saw Ling Qingyu still thinking hard about several sets of clothes on the bed. He took the beach pants with red flowers next to him and put them on. He put on a short sleeved T-shirt of the same color and laughed, "I wear red."

"Good!" Ling Qingyu no longer hesitated to pick up the dark red short sleeved sports suit. After wearing it, she looked back at Yang Zhao's cool, handsome and stylish image. Many forbidden pictures flashed in her mind, and her face was red again.

Singapore is famous for its cleanliness. The roads are spotless, so beautiful that people feel calm. The breeze on the beach is gentle, and the air is a little sweet. The sun is high, but the temperature is still warm.

The two of them have been down to the beach as soon as possible, but they still can't reach the time. There are many morning runners on the beach, and sometimes children mix with them to make a silver bell like laughter.

It doesn't look like someone who just appeared

auzw. Ling Qingyu took his eyes and glanced at the serious Yang Zhao. Yang Zhao sighed with regret and said, "the people here are so fast."

It's not intentional to see him like that. Ling Qingyu looked up at the hotel, and then took Yang Zhao to another beach.

The beach on the other side of the hotel is a concave corner, full of reefs and cliffs. The footpath does not extend. Only some reclining chairs are placed on the beach for guests to rest. From here, you can reach the Binhai garden through a small path. There are many people here in the afternoon and evening, but on such a morning, there is really no one.

Ling Qingyu took off his shoes and stepped onto the beach. The delicate sand gently wrapped his feet. The friction of those sand particles was like the hand of the man who stretched out behind him to hold his waist.

Just now, the pink in my mind dissipated. Ling Qingyu took Yang Zhao's hand and walked into the sea. The sea gently kissed the insteps of the two people with subtle waves, and then flowed behind their feet, retreated, and then surged up, gently overflowing

A big wave rushed over and fiercely hit his calf. Ling Qingyu leaned unsteadily and hurriedly hugged Yang Zhao's waist with both hands. His fingers unconsciously tightly pinched the waist hole on his back waist. Looking at him holding himself nervously, his eyes flashed a ripple, and a trace of crimson flashed on his face

Well, Taohong is back

"Qingyu, over there..." Yang Zhao blushed and motioned with his eyes to the reef next to him, gently pulled her hand and led her to the reef.

Although the reef is not big, it is in a good position. The waves slap the bottom of the reef like a lover's gentle kiss. There is a covering bulge on the top of the reef, which covers the two people who kiss fiercely in the concave hole of the reef.

But the sound was not covered by the reef. Although it was suppressed, it still came out from behind with the charm of tempting souls.

"Ah... Qingyu..."

"Zhao is not good. What do you want me to do with this?"

"Qingyu... Ah... Qingyu..."

"Do you like me like this... Or like this... Zhao ~"

"All... All... Ah... Qingyu..."

"Broad daylight!" Ye Xi snorted. Seeing Yan San's smiling expression, he swallowed his words back, coughed softly, and said, "well, we don't have to tell our sister the good news right away?"

Yan San didn't answer, but just raised her eyebrows and slightly hooked the corner of her lips.

Well, I know, I've done more than Yang Zhao... Ye Xi's mouth is flat.

After listening for half an hour, I couldn't help but say, "my sister is not hungry without breakfast?"