When she walked down the sea tower, An Xiyan suddenly threw off the shoes on her feet, and shouted while waving her hands and rushing barefoot towards the sea - her long black hair fluttered high, her blue clothes were like a swallow butterfly, and her slender legs were jumping happily, all dyed in a magnificent and dazzling color in the golden sunlight, as if she was a fairy god and Buddha who were about to ride the wind, becoming endless and illusory.

"Sister Xiyan!" Jiang Zhichan shouted after him.

"Don't worry!" An Xiyan laughed, like a koi fish, jumping lightly into the water, dancing happily like a tide maker in the undulating waves, shuttling freely in the free seawater, doing whatever she wanted.

Jiang Zhican stood on the seaside, looking at An Xiyan who appeared in the sea water in the distance, pursed his lips and did not speak, only staring at her figure closely, like a kite flyer, following the black spot that was getting farther and farther in the sky.

He looked at her for a long time, watched her sink, watched her rise, watched her laugh, watched her spit out the sea, and suddenly the figure of her running to the sea just now suddenly appeared in his mind, as if it was a ray of light born from the edge of the broken and twisted between the poles, full of incredible, full of magical reverie, full of unstoppable and unstoppable charm of miracles!

It is the glamorous light of women's pursuit of freedom after a long period of depression, and it is a shocking cry from the soul! He looked at An Xiyan, not at An Xiyan, at this moment, An Xiyan has been sublimated into a symbolic symbol in his eyes, a soul figure representing the charm of women, just like the smile on the mouth of Leonardo da Vinci's Monral Lisa - the charm of women, yes, this is the most brilliant and dazzling charm of women!

"Sister Xiyan, here!"

He suddenly shouted with all his might, and called out to her with open hands!

Ahn Hee-yeon turned her head to look at him when she heard the voice, answered with a smile on her face, and then plunged into the sea, and soon after revealing half of her body from the water, stepping on the waves, running towards him with a wet smile.

"Bang!"

An Xiyan pounced on him, and the two fell on the beach. An Xiyan looked up at him, and there was still water dripping on her face and hair, hitting him on the cheeks, mouth, and eyes in the direction of gravity, and soon became wet. The faces of the two were so close that they could feel each other's breathing. An Xiyan ate and laughed for a while, then lowered her head and kissed him on the lips.

His lips were cold, but An Xiyan's lips, who had just run out of the sea, were even hotter, so An Xiyan frowned lightly and kissed him savagely, almost devouringly. Their tongues were intertwined, and the violent wheezing sound was enough to make the sun blush, pull through a cloud, and quietly disappear.

After a long time, the two of them finally stopped moving, their chests rising and falling violently, only to feel that their bodies were hot and dry, and perhaps if they continued, it would be another cloud and rain that could not be controlled--believe it, the sun was amusementingly avoided.

"Sister Xiyan," when he regained his composure, Jiang Zhican showed off a little proudly, "If you really have a child, then the milk powder money for the first two years should be down now!" ”

"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about, I don't have children! An Xiyan raised her hand and slapped him reluctantly, "If I give birth to a child at the age of twenty-three, then I won't have anything to eat!" ”

"I mean if, just if!" Jiang Zhican defended, and did not mention the declaration that An Xiyan swore to be frank before.

"Well, okay, then you say, where did you get the money for milk powder? You earned it by swimming hard, did you win the lottery or did the stock go up? The first two years of milk powder money, that's very expensive! My child wants to drink imported food, and when the time comes, hundreds of thousands and hundreds of thousands of land will be spent, so you don't want to cry poor! An Xiyan said jokingly.

"Of course not, I'm willing!"

"Really?" Ahn Hee-yeon looked at him with bright eyes.

"Yes." Jiang Zhican nodded, "And I didn't win the lottery or anything, it was an advertising plan given to me by Brother Qiu Che, a big one." I just thought about how to do it, and I'm confident that I can succeed, and when the time comes, the commission alone will be tens of millions! That's why I won't cry poor! ”

After speaking, Jiang Zhican looked at An Xiyan, the man's self-esteem made him talk a little full, fortunately, An Xiyan probably didn't know much about this, but just asked with a novel face Is there really so much, is it really so powerful, which made him secretly relieved, and continued to boast with a little exaggeration:

"Of course, Nuna, you know Amorepacific Group, right? Korea's No. 1 cosmetics group is one of the top 20 companies in the industry in the world! What I am responsible for is the advertising planning of their cosmetics brand Hera, and the advertising share for a whole year! If the commission is less than 10 million, no, less than 20 million, I will jump here immediately! ”

"It's not a sea cliff, it's just a beach, how can you jump into the sea? And no one can die. An Xiyan said very unpopularly, feeling that Jiang Zhican's oath was insincere, as if he was deceiving her.

"Then I'll go to Zhengdongjin Jump, there are always high sea cliffs there!"

"That's not as exciting as lying on the rails." Ahn Hee-yeon muttered quietly.

"Me! Kang Zhichan was choked half to death by these words, and wanted to say, "I want to make that commercial as atmospheric as the movie!" "My idea might increase Amore's share!" Such bold words suddenly ended in stillbirth.

He had no interest in talking, and An Xiyan probably felt cold, so the two got up and went back to the house, and after each took a shower, they nested in the quilt, ignoring no one and playing with their mobile phones, inexplicably falling into a short cold war.

Jiang Zhican opened a document, intending to edit the ideas in his mind as completely as possible, and then unconsciously, gradually entered the state of work. And An Xiyan, at first, turned her head to look at him from time to time, but later saw that this guy always ignored her, so she also angrily concentrated on watching the good TV series on her mobile phone, and soon leaned on the head of the bed in a daze and fell asleep.

When she woke up, it was already sunset, there was no one by the bed, and Jiang Zhican probably went out. She got up from bed yawning, only to feel hungry, from the morning to now, all day, except for a snack while watching the show, she has not eaten a bite of food at all. After getting up, she went straight to the kitchen, and happened to see Jiang Zhican sitting behind the stove and talking on the phone while lighting the fire.

Looking at his appearance, it seems that he is explaining something to someone, but the other party is probably not a master who is easy to fool, forcing him to coax, deceive and frighten him to use many solutions to barely cope. An Xiyan took a roasted taro on the table, and lightly hid behind him to eavesdrop, only to think that this guy is really not a good person, reversing black and white and talking nonsense, and the ability to coax people in words is really self-taught, if she wasn't by his side, most of them would really believe his words.

The phone suddenly hung up without warning, Jiang Zhican turned around sharply, and caught An Xiyan, who had no time to react, under the wide eyes, the bulging cheeks were still chewing on taro, and an originally slender face was made into a funny bun face for herself.

"Sister Xiyan, eavesdropping on other people's phone calls is not a good habit." Jiang Zhican said slowly, An Xiyan, who was a poor man, had a mouth full of stolen goods, except for whining and shaking her head, but she couldn't even say half a word of justification, so she could only let Jiang Zhican fall.

"As a punishment, Sister Xiyan, I'll leave the washing and cleaning of dinner to you, don't be lazy!"

"Woo!" An Xiyan complained twice, and Jiang Zhican picked up the remaining taro in her hand and stuffed it into her mouth, so she was completely speechless, so she could only acquiesce.

On the other side, in the interior of a high-end main house somewhere in Seoul, the aggrieved Kim So-hyun threw his mobile phone on the bed, and then looked at the Chinese composition with a big and bright red A on the desk with red eyes, paused for a moment, suddenly reached out and crumpled it and threw it out of the window, and couldn't stop crying and scolding: Bad teacher, stinky teacher, lying teacher who doesn't talk much, I hate it to death, I hate it to death! Woo...

A beautiful little dress hung lonely and sadly on the wardrobe next to the bed, just like a girl lying on the table crying, from full of anticipation to extreme loss, and the immature and beautiful cut was injured by an accident.