Before the night was deep, the windows of the room were not closed, only a layer of anti-mosquito screens were closed. The beach was very lively, the ambiguous communication between men and women, the cheers of children laughing and playing, and the sound of the waves crashing against the reef in the distance, with the cool and amorous sea breeze at night, through the hole in the screen window, slipped into their room, brushed the light of the candles, brushed the dew on the roses, and brushed the right hand of Ye Zimeng who was pulled up by Wei Jin.

He smoothed out her five fingers little by little, and slowly and solemnly pushed the ring of his right hand into her slender and white ring finger.

Under the flickering candlelight, Ye Zimeng could probably see the style of the ring - a simple hollow pattern, with a small diamond in the middle, shining in the candlelight.

Well, it's really a style that Wei Jin will like.

Thinking so to herself, she looked at the ring a few more times, and made sure that it was firmly on her finger, so she withdrew her hand, curled her five fingers, shook it in front of his eyes, and asked him happily, "When did you prepare it?" ”

"The day after you returned to Shanghai with an injury." He looked down at her with a smile in his eyes.

The lethality of this look was too great, Ye Zimeng looked at it, couldn't bear the temptation, stretched out his hands around his neck, pulled him down, and kissed him on tiptoe.

After that, it was out of control.

The kisses, which were originally as gentle as the spring breeze in March, gradually became intense in the friction and caress of each other, and they tightly wrapped each other's warm tongues with each other, like snakes wrapped around a branch, and the tighter and tighter they were wrapped. It's like if you wrap it tightly and you can suck the most delicious juice in the world.

At the end of the wrapping, the tip of his tongue began to tingle, and he felt a slight pain in the wall of his mouth, so he began to shift his position, kissing her forehead, but it began to go down little by little—eyebrows, eyes, nose tip, lip corners, earlobes, chin, neck.

The further down, the more the leaves sprout the inner desire. The fire burned more and more. Her eyes were closed, her panting was getting louder, sweat was sliding down her cheeks, and her whole body was wet.

In the process of being kissed, she was not willing to be lonely and began to get started.

The delicate fingertips burrowed into his vest and roamed around in it, adding several fires to his heart.

His pant grew louder, and his hand slid over every part of her silky skin hidden in her clothes.

From the date to now, Wei Jin has never touched her like this, so she never knew that this feeling was so crazy. His hands were full of calluses, and his fingertips were rough, and when he was touched, the strong friction instantly made her disarm and surrender, and the whole person softened into a puddle of mud.

He hurriedly supported her with his other hand, and with a force on his hand, he threw her directly to the bed a few steps away, and then tore off her clothes and pants in the same place, and pressed it.

The two kissed each other again, exchanging spittle. During this period, Ye Zimeng's clothes were rudely ripped apart, and they were honest with each other.

There were no lights on in the room, only candlelight.

Under the light of the candlelight, whether it is his bronzed abdominal muscles or her white and delicate skin, it looks particularly attractive.

The breath is out of tune, and reason is pumped out of the body. Leave.

When he entered, Ye Zimeng grabbed the sheets under him and felt a few rose petals.

The flower language of roses is, I love you.

And the best way to express the love of men and women is every law between each other. Move.

In his hands, Ye Zimeng seemed to be an experimental object. His technique was rusty at first, but gradually, he groaned from her breathing. In the groan, he gradually grasped the essence, and his technique became more and more proficient, and he easily mastered every breath and every moan of Ye Zimeng on the bed. Recite.

Men have more or less bad tastes in bed, and Wei Jin, who is usually taciturn and looks very ascetic, is even worse. Ye Zimeng was miserable about this.

For example, he liked her to cry in bed, so he tossed her to death.

At the end of this guide, Ye Zimeng's eyes were dry, his throat was dull and painful, and his whole body was completely weak.

I was tired and sleepy, but my body was a mess, and there was dried up fluid everywhere. So she reached out and poked someone who was holding her: "Hey." ”

Someone grabbed her finger as soon as he grabbed it: "Huh? ”

His voice was filled with lust. Looking at the magnetism after being satisfied, Ye Zimeng felt that an electric current slipped through his ears, and his whole body, especially the center of his legs, was a little numb.

She suddenly snorted in her heart, to herself so colorful. The woman's behavior was fiercely disdainful before she spoke: "You don't care about the aftermath, huh? After finishing speaking, she remembered that she had just been completely suppressed, and she didn't even have a chance to turn over and be the master, so she deliberately turned on the mockery mode, "Won't it be that the body is not supported, and I don't even have the strength to carry me to the bathroom?" ”

Hearing this, he was silent for a moment, got up without saying anything, carried her to the bathroom, and cleaned up the two of them.

Just cleaned up, in that big bathtub, rolled again.

Ye Zimeng was almost crying, but he just mocked that his body was not enough, and the result was that he almost suffocated in the water. So she could only silently swallow the tears back into her stomach, and decided to resolutely stop talking cheap in bed in the future.

It's time to be cheap!

However, the future things told her that it was also miserable to be cheap outside. In short, after breaking through this line, her life was miserable. Sometimes a flirtatious word or a small action is exchanged for a tragic night.

**

The next day, when Ye Zimeng opened her eyes, she found that she was sleeping sideways. On her body was the bathrobe that Wei Jin put on her last night, and in her miserable sleeping position, the straps of the bathrobe had already spread out, revealing a piece of skin full of traces of love.

With such a picture of a beauty waking up, no one can resist the temptation. When Wei Jin just woke up, he almost corrected her while she was still asleep, but this time it was daytime, and his sanity returned, so he left here with super restraint, and took his laptop to the small balcony to take photos of the rainforest.

Of course, Ye Zimeng didn't know that such a thing had happened, she looked around left and right for a while and didn't find Wei Jin's figure, so she got up from the bed. First looked at the bruises on his body, sat on the bed with a red face and recalled the fragrant scene last night, quickly pulled the strap tightly, and then looked at the ring on his ring finger, kissed the diamond in the spring, then moved his buttocks, moved to the side of the bed, and stuffed his feet into slippers and got out of bed.

After standing up straight, she couldn't help but take a few breaths, quickly bent down and knocked her legs and waist for a while, and then walked into the bathroom in a strange posture to wash.

After washing, she pulled her slippers and went to the small balcony, and sure enough, she found a man who was working hard.

"Morning." She walked over and sat down on his lap without wriggling, her hands around his neck.

Wei Jin stopped her movements a little helplessly, and gently hugged her waist with both hands: "Change your clothes, let's go out to eat." ”

"The clothes are in my room." She pointed to the balcony across from her, which was supposed to be her room, "Am I going to dress like this and get it?" ”

"I've already checked out and brought my luggage." He said, "Put it with my luggage, you go and look for it." ”

"Oh." She answered, and staggered, refusing to get off him.

Wei Jin's eyes changed when she grinded, and his hand easily entered the bathrobe, threatening: "Are you sure you want to continue?" ”

Ye Zimeng hurriedly bounced up in fright, and after shaking off his hand, he hurriedly ran back to the room: "No, no, no, I'll go change my clothes, right away!" ”

He looked helplessly at her back and closed the notebook.

**

After a night of exercise, both of them were so hungry that they didn't have the strength to look for local food, so they simply ordered something in the lobby of the hotel and settled breakfast and lunch.

After eating and drinking enough, the two planned to take a boat to the sea for a ride in the wind, so they held hands and headed to the boarding point.

When I was on the road, I was very fortunate to meet Jiang Lianbei, who was filming. Next to him stood a fair-skinned and beautiful young woman, who was the female number one of the drama that Ye Zimeng chased not long ago.

Because it was a little far away, she couldn't see it very clearly, so she dragged Wei Jin a few steps closer, and while looking at the actress, she asked Wei Jin, "Do you think the woman next to Jiang Lianbei is beautiful?" ”

He glanced at it and nodded pertinently.

"It's really beautiful, the reason why I chased her drama was because of her appearance." She also nodded, "Many netizens say that she is the most beautiful woman in the world, what do you think?" In the end, she looked at Wei Jin expectantly, pointing at the actress and then at herself, which meant very obviously.

He was a little speechless, glanced at her coldly, didn't bother to give an answer at all, and urged directly: "Okay, let's go." ”

She snorted slightly, beckoned to Jiang Lianbei, who was looking over, and followed Wei Jin to the boarding point.

During this period, she also tried to get an answer from his mouth: "What about you, in your eyes, who is more beautiful than me or her?" ”

"Tell the truth." He glanced at her, "She does look better than you." ”

"......," she choked for a moment, "please don't tell the truth, I don't like to hear the truth." ”

With a smile in his eyes, he touched her head and pulled her onto the boat.

The boat gradually sailed away from the beach and into the depths of the sea.

Standing at the bow of the boat, looking at the endless blue in the distance, and welcoming the baptism of the sea breeze, she went back to the time when they first met.

At that time, it was also on the boat heading to the depths of the sea, and she took a fancy to him at a glance. Fate is finally so magical, I didn't expect that they were really together.

Ye Zimeng lowered her head and glanced at the hands that the two of them were holding tightly, and the ring on her ring finger, her heart was sweet.

Suddenly, the mobile phone in her pocket vibrate, she took it out and found that it was a text message from Jiang Lianbei:

Your ring is too shiny in the sun, so don't say hello with the hand with the ring, ok? Anyway, congratulations, Zimeng. I wish the two of you an early birth to a noble son, and love and love to the white.

She typed two words with one hand: Thank you.

After that, she put the phone back in her pocket and shook the hand they were holding slightly.

It doesn't matter whether there is a noble son or not, the important thing is that they have each other.