Chang Yichen seems to deliberately make Shitong angry, as long as she is angry, he can still feel that Shitong has a soul, not a walking corpse. For Chang Yichen's 'vicious' poet, it is a little bit of an attempt.

When the two sat on the plane, the poet boy sneered: "This should be the funniest honeymoon trip!" ”

"Can't you have fun since you're going to play?" Looking at the poet boy with a sad word written on his face, Chang Yichen's mood completely followed her.

"Good! When you get there, you play your own way. Shitong said emotionlessly.

"Is it so uncomfortable for you to be with me now?" Chang Yichen's opportunity came out with anger.

Shi Tong really didn't bother to respond to his roar, she leaned there and put on her blindfold and said softly, "Can you speak calmly?" Wouldn't it be nice if everyone couldn't play their own games? ”

What Chang Yichen couldn't accept the most was that she ignored herself like this, and reached out and pulled her blindfold off: "Don't go too far, don't look at your dead fish face." ”

Shitong sat up and said to him very seriously, "Then what do you want?" Imagine like before, do you think we can go back? If you want me to smile at you, I'm sorry, I can't laugh. ”

Her seriousness made Chang Yichen stagnant, and the two looked at each other, both wanting to see each other's hearts through each other's eyes, but they were all confused, and they couldn't see what each other was thinking in their hearts.

The journey between the two finally quieted down, Shitong put on an eyepatch and didn't want to see Chang Yichen's cheeks, as Sixuan said, she would be greedy, Chang Yichen is magical, as long as he approaches gently, she is completely defenseless.

It wasn't until the afternoon that the two arrived here, the scenery here is very beautiful, the resort is known as the world's most beautiful scenery, such a beautiful environment, Shitong is the first time to feel, the original wonderful honeymoon has become lifeless in a few months, even if it is so beautiful, very attractive, the mood is so low.

Shi Tong stood by the window and looked at the beautiful coral in the distance, and the room was furnished like a previous Thai villa. Seeing Shi Tong leaning there, Chang Yichen gently hugged her from behind, and Shi Tong's nerves all over her body were tense. Chang Yichen whispered in her ear: "How is it?" Do you like the view? ”

Shi Tong jumped out of his embrace, stood opposite him and nodded: "Hmm! It's beautiful. Thanks to you, you can have the opportunity to come to such a beautiful place. ”

She has to learn to refuse Chang Yichen's gentleness, because there are only two of them here, and she is afraid that she will fall, with a cold and delicate face and a faint tone.

Her reaction and self-deprecation, although Chang Yichen felt very uncomfortable, but at this moment, it seemed that this qiē was no longer so careful: "If you like it, let's go eat!" ”

Under the beautiful view, they had no quarrels, but there were many words missing. Leaning quietly on the outdoor rattan double bed, this is a sea view room, and the surroundings are still relatively quiet, so quiet that you can hear each other's breathing.

Because Chang Yichen's eyes have always been on Shi Tong's body, which made Shi Tong inexplicably nervous, Chang Yichen suddenly got up, Shi Tong couldn't help but dodge slightly to the side, although the range of action was very small, but it was still noticed by Chang Yichen.

He quickly leaned over and wrapped his hands in front of him: "Even if you can't go back, put everything down for the time being and spend this beautiful honeymoon, okay?" ”

His gentle eyes looked at Shi Tong, this was the Chang Yichen she knew, the tender voice, Shi Tong looked at his eyes. Before he could respond, the phone rang, and it was Chang Yichen's.

also interrupted the warmth of the two, and Shitong said quickly: "Let's take the phone first!" ”

Chang Yichen nodded slightly, got up and left Shitong, who leaned there and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Chang Yichen looked at Bai Yixin's name displayed on the screen, and then looked at the poet boy leaning on the side.