For a moment the atmosphere was a little heavy, and this heavy atmosphere lasted until late at night.

Weng Tingjun hugged Sika, who was already asleep, but he himself did not feel any sleep, and he had no other intentions.

Sika wasn't worried that the enemy behind him would cause her any trouble, but she was worried that if he got back the family property in the future, Weng Tingjun would still be Weng Tingjun?

Weng Tingjun's answer was sure that there was no hesitation, he was still him, he was just him.

This can be seen from Weng Tingjun's treatment of Jeon Baolan, Park Ji-yeon, and Lee Ju-li. It is said that the president of South Korea generally does not mince words to his employees, just like the emperor in ancient times.

But he didn't.

He didn't feel that the status of the president could bring him any sense of superiority, but a kind of sadness that could not be dissipated.

Compared with the wolf bèi of the down-and-out rich second generation, he prefers the unrestrained paparazzi life.

It's just that it's not something he can control, and everyone's personality will change according to the environment they are in, as time may prove.

"Let it be."

Weng Tingjun said secretly, his spirit relaxed, and the fatigue of the day's work returned to his limbs, he closed his eyes, fell into a deep sleep, and soon let out a burst of annoying snoring.

A pair of beautiful eyes flickered in the dark night, feeling the temperature from her boyfriend's body, Jessica slightly hooked the corners of her mouth.

……

"Sir, there's a plane to W Island in ten minutes—"

Before five o'clock, the strange tone of last night's little black sounded outside the door.

Jessica smacked her mouth, turned over, and slammed her little feet on Weng Tingjun's **, her eyes almost popped out, and she was awake in an instant.

"Are you there, sir?"

"I see, wait a minute."

Weng Tingjun got out of bed and stretched, looking at his girlfriend who was still fresh and beautiful without makeup, and smiled proudly, and then time was really pressing. He had to wake up his girlfriend.

"Su-yeon, get up."

"Yikes! Don't bother me. Jessica opened her eyes and glared at Weng Tingjun angrily, then quickly closed them again.

Weng Tingjun smiled helplessly and patted his girlfriend's little PP. Then squeeze it hard.

Jessica didn't feel sleepy anymore, and threw the pillow at Weng Tingjun in anger, "You bastard." ”

"If you don't get up and miss the plane, you can only stay in Male today."

"Got it, got it." Jessica said impatiently, then yawned and stretched. The delicate curves of the body are vividly displayed at this moment.

Weng Tingjun's throat squirmed, taking in the amazement of this moment.

Jessica smirked, "I really envy Zheng Xiuyan's boyfriend." ”

Weng Tingjun rolled his eyes and decided to ignore this narcissistic little girlfriend.

After the two washed up and had breakfast, Sika, who was wearing a floral dress and a ruffled hat, and Weng Ting, who was dressed in casual clothes, soon came to the Male Open-air Airport under the leadership of Xiao Hei, who did his best.

After completing the formalities and paying for the plane, the two of them fastened their seat belts and put on earplugs under the instructions of the instructor, and the plane finally started.

Serenity Island is one of the most luxurious islands in the Maldives. It's clean and dreamy. Riding on a seaplane, looking down on the island from above, the rising sun also lazily drilled out and sprinkled the land, and the whole blue ocean was shone by this dazzling sun, as if covered with a layer of golden armor. The sound of the waves crashing makes for a beautiful piece of music that is intoxicating.

“Wuho~~~”

Weng Tingjun held the safety handle tightly, turned his head stiffly, and looked at his girlfriend beside him, his vision was in a trance, and the woman in front of him seemed to be an angel with wings spread and soaring in the blue sky and white clouds. He pursed his lips, and he couldn't help but scream when he was infected.

The plane finally landed smoothly when Weng Tingjun was about to collapse, and Sika, who was still unsatisfied, got off the plane and jumped on the wooden boardwalk standing in the ocean, and she turned around. Leaning on his right foot, pressing his lotus hat with his right hand, he smiled playfully, revealing a row of neat snow-white teeth, "Come on, liar-

Click.

An old man couldn't help but pocket this picture of the most beautiful scenery in the Maldives.

Look at the photos that were taken by the Polaroid washout. The old man sighed, "God, this is one of the most elf-like girls I have ever seen." ”

"Sir, can I buy this picture if I don't mind?" Weng Tingjun, who was carrying a suitcase, said with a smile on his face.

How could the weathered old gentleman not see the extraordinary relationship between Weng Tingjun and the heroine in the photo, he was happy to be an adult, "Young man, you are desecrating the work of art, I should give it to the man who should treasure this photo for the rest of his life!" ”

"It's my pleasure."

When he got the photo and looked at Sika in the photo, Weng Tingjun's heart was slightly hot, as if thousands of ants were crawling over his heart, itchy.

The two took a yacht and came to a private villa that had been booked to stand in the ocean, and the space was quiet all of a sudden, and next door was an elderly foreign couple, who smiled kindly when they saw the intimacy between Weng Tingjun and Sika.

Looking at the exquisite scenery like paradise in front of him, Weng Tingjun sighed a little, this is really a miracle, the island is as its name suggests, quiet around, trees are standing, warm wind blows, and the whole body is warm.

"If I could, I'd like to live here for a long time."

Jessica also let out a sigh of amazement, this place is really beautiful, looking down is the beach that is clearly visible, the creatures swimming below are in groups, and looking up is a golden sky, as if bathed in heaven.

"I'm not Jung so-yeon from girlhood—"

"you!"

"Take a picture for me."

"I won't do anything good if it's not good."

Jessica took off her sunglasses, stood on tiptoe, put the lipstick print on his face, and said, "Satisfied, right?" ”

"It's not enough." Weng Tingjun put down his luggage, held his girlfriend's willow waist, sent it up, hugged her tightly, and said softly: "Are you ready to be Weng Tingjun's girlfriend?" ”

"What do you want to do?" Jessica wrapped her arms around Weng Tingjun's neck, biting his nose and looking at her boyfriend shyly and timidly.

The four eyes met, as if a passionate spark flashed away.

"Think-" Weng Tingjun lowered his head and whispered a few words in his girlfriend's ear, and then blew mischievously.

"Badass - carry me in." Like a shy snow lotus flower that is overwhelmed by the cool breeze, Jessica lowered her head.

This is the most beautiful love story Weng Tingjun has heard in his life, and there is no one.

Hooking the door of heaven, Weng Tingjun of course wants to take the most beautiful scenery for himself, pressing his girlfriend, staring at her nose with burning eyes, as if he is looking at a work of art, sacred and inviolable.

Sika, who was looked at by Weng Tingjun and closed her eyes, her heartbeat accelerated slightly, and her pretty face became red with a brush, spreading all the way to her crystal neck, her slender eyelashes trembled, and she promised Weng Tingjun to come to the Maldives that she was ready for this.

"3000W won, this is my bottom line-"

"Please, you're a prisoner, I'm a victim."

"I'm sorry, I like you, but I can't be with you."

"It's okay, I like you, I'm going to be with you."

The picture of acquaintance and sympathy turned over and over in the minds of the two, and the scenes were like the dialogues of the beautiful male and female protagonists in the movie.

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That's all for the story due to the scale problem, is there a group #? Of course. Ha ha. (To be continued.) )