They had light on their backs, so Li Wanqing saw his handsome face shrouded in shadows, and his long eyelashes covered the eye sockets with a faint trace.

Count lowered his head, the smile on his thin lips was extremely wild, and the bloodlust under his eyes loomed.

Li Wanqing felt that she didn't drink, but she was really drunk, this man was so good-looking, she always felt so.

"I don't love you, can you be happy if you marry me?" count slowly raised his head, his hand leaned slightly, and the wine inside slid down Li Wanqing's white shoulders.

Li Wanqing snorted and subconsciously shrunk her neck. She felt a sharp sting pierce through her heart, and the man was still like that, cold-blooded and ruthless to her.

"You know, I've always thought that it's enough for me to love you, you don't need to love me, in the Feng family, isn't that what you need such a marriage?" she tried her best to keep her most elegant smile, the cold wine staining her skirt.

Count nodded with satisfaction, touched her face with a wine glass, and smiled coldly: "Go, wash it, lie down!"

Li Wanqing was stunned for a moment, feeling that something was wrong, probably because the result she wanted came too quickly, and she couldn't adapt to it for a while.

"Don't you understand me?" Count glanced at her in displeasure.

"I ...... I...... Let's go!" Li Wanqing, who came back to her senses, was startled, stood up and rushed to the direction of the bathroom.

"Is this the life of Feng Hao? what do you want?" count, laughing coldly, like a demon coming out of purgatory.

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It was sunny again, and the dazzling sunlight shone on Xia Yucheng's face, making her can't help but squint.

"God, looking at the vast sea, there is no sense of direction at all. Xia Yucheng covered his forehead with his hand, feeling that the sea was empty, and he couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest.

Feng Hao stood beside her, not looking at the sea, but leaning his back against the side of the boat, smoking a cigarette, as if thinking about something.

Xia Yucheng didn't disturb him, but quieted down and stood side by side with him.

The sea breeze blew, and her long hair fluttered haphazardly, hitting Feng Hao's face. She hurriedly wanted to keep a certain distance from him, and as soon as her waist tightened, she was brought into her arms by Feng Hao.

She smiled a little shyly, reached out and snatched the half-burning cigarette from his fingers and threw it into the sea behind her.

"Smoking is not good for your health, so smoke less in the future, okay?"

Feng Hao's handsome face was a conniving smile: "Only a pack of cigarettes, Miss Xia, you are a waste!"

"No, I'm for your good, actually, ......" She leaned over and attached herself to his body, clinging to him. Then whispered in his ear, "Actually, it's good for pregnancy, you smoke too much, it's not good for the baby, and it affects his growth and development." ”

"Are you pregnant?" Feng Hao rubbed her hair and pinched her face, "I haven't touched you anymore, can you get pregnant?"

He laughed and teased her, causing her to chuckle.

"If you don't touch me, it's disgusting, but it's also, it's really dirty. I've never had a day like this, and I'll never forget it. It's hard work, really!"

"Really?"

"Hmm!" Xia Yucheng nodded seriously and replied, "Really, I won't forget it, this is the day when I shared weal and woe with you, life and death, and I will never forget it for the rest of my life." ”。