Alsi eventually left, and after the professor had said that, she bent over and left with a gorgeous lady.

Professor Wang and Professor also quickly finished the dinner, he actually ate his share easily, and even helped the reluctant lady solve the damn's damn sweet pancakes.

Holding him by the hand and going out, the evening breeze blew, and the king felt that his stomach was about to swell, but he was not angry.

Whether it is Alsi or her, it is not the same as before, and the eldest lady in the past will not be so polite.

She leaned her head on his arm and said, "That's a lot more than ...... Six sandwiches. ”

"You remember it so well." The professor smiled, and she immediately stood up again, and he enjoyed it.

There was no form, no grace, but that was the king, and she was leaning on him!

"I don't think I'm going to be able to walk anymore." Wang Xizhi did walk a little slower.

"If you can't eat it, don't force it." The professor sighed and reached out to touch her belly. "Oh, what a drum."

"Don't press it, you're going to spit it out." Wang Xizhi hit him, took a few deep breaths, and then covered his mouth and burped.

He laughed again in his chest.

"You're still laughing!"

The professor was beaten by her, smiled, pressed his handkerchief to his lips, and said for a while: "It seems that I haven't eaten for too long, and it's a little reluctant." ”

"Hahaha......" The lady clutched her stomach and laughed, and the professor tilted his head to look at her smile carefully.

It took a long time for her relaxed, unburdened and gloomy smile, and it cost so much.

But it turned out that all he needed was a meal and one of his burps that no one else could hear.

Probably because he had been watching it for too long, the lady smiled and looked up at him, "Lanchester? ”

"Nothing, ma'am." The professor said. "Let's stop driving and go straight to the beach."

"Three kilometers." The king replied, "What about Pavarotti's chariot?" ”

They can hail a taxi when they go back, and the old butler's car will be left in the city center.

"He'll fix it, don't worry about it." The professor laughed.

Pavarotti is miserable enough.

I don't know how many times he has been pitted by this "don't care" for so many years.

The king withdrew his eyes from the eye and looked ahead, and only then did the thought that he did not dare to appear when he looked at him.

What was he thinking? Just looking at her and smiling.

Apparently staring so seriously, the king felt sadness.

However, it is true.

She didn't know that she could still laugh so freely.

Thinking about it, the hand holding it tightened a little.

The old gentleman let her trap herself.

In fact, when you get to the beach, it won't be very swollen.

The king stepped on the sand, put on her high heels, and took the old gentleman to the seashore, where the waves could hit.

You're not going to play in the water, are you? The professor wanted to say this, but when she thought about it, she was probably too shy or too hard to play, so she simply didn't say it.

The waves had gone past her shoes, and though it was only a little, she was still moving forward.

The old gentleman stopped moving forward, and after the lady let go of his hand, he took her arm gently.

The king looked back at him, and he only smiled, as if he did not think that he would go on, and as if he was only encouraging her, whatever he wanted, as long as he did not leave the range of his hand.

Wang Xizhi stepped forward, one small step at a time, and as she advanced, the professor's palm also crossed her arms, elbows, forearms, and wrists.

She finally stopped.

Shades of sand, separated by a single line.

The old gentleman was on the light-colored side, and she had already filled a shoe of seawater.

She leaned back, holding her up only the old gentleman holding her hand.

The sea breeze blew her skirt and black hair, and by the light he could see that she was smiling.

But the eyes were so sad.

The professor squeezed her wrist.

She closed her eyes, bowed her head slightly, and when she looked up again, she only smiled softly, and when she turned her arm, she also grasped him with her hand and gently pulled him.

The old gentleman didn't move, he was still on the light-colored, dry sand.

Before she could think, think, or react to it, the old gentleman exerted his strength, and he pulled the lady towards him with all his might, and the king slammed into his arms, sniffing his breath and feeling the temperature of his breath.

The hard chest, the hand that grabbed the wrist had already sent some strength, but it still needed to be held, and the other arm around her back supported her body and maintained all her balance.

She smiled in his arms.

The old gentleman laughed too, not knowing what he was laughing at, but the lady wanted to laugh too, so they laughed together.

Nothing means, nothing else, just laughs.

The king's ankle was still being caressed by the waves again and again, and she withdrew her foot, stood up straight, and told the old gentleman to let go, take off her wet shoes, take them in her hands, and stand barefoot on the sand.

The uncomfortable feeling of sand stuck in your fingers is so clear and distinct, but not the same.

The lady walked beside him, wearing that dress, but she was bouncing: "When I was a child, my home was by the sea, and I often asked my brother to take me to look for shells, but after I went to the beach with him, I didn't look for them. ”

"I like to let him go and tread water on his own. Of course, I was not in good health at that time, and he always asked him to carry me back at the end. ”

The king was blowing the sea breeze, and it was not hot at this time, and her feet on the sand must have been covered with sand, so from time to time she jumped into the waves to wash them away, and then jumped back and walked.

The professor listened silently, smiling at her playing like this, and the hem of her skirt was also much wetter, and the shoes could not be worn reluctantly, and her feet would be wrinkled in shoes like that.

Thinking of this, he put his gaze back on the king's feet, although she would definitely be wrinkled in the near future.

It's seawater.

"They all say how the cold snap is on the west coast, and I don't think the sea here is cold." He was surprisingly silent, and he was an excellent listener, and the king noticed his silence and gave him a somewhat stupid topic.

It's just that I don't have anything to say.

"Ma'am, is this an offshore beach, or an offshore beach?" He laughed, but he didn't feel that she was out of words, for her current repeated jumping at both ends seemed to match the childishness of the words.

"What's more, the surface water here is already close to atmospheric temperatures."

The lady sneezed.

"It's not good to blow the wind all the time at night." The professor said.

Originally, he used to protect the lady inside, but this time she was going to tread water, just outside, against the limelight.

When the lady was about to jump in again, the professor stopped her and picked her up.

“Lanchester？” She didn't ask tonight, "What are you doing?" ”。

"Your shoes are wet, don't wear them anymore, and don't step on the sand anymore." The professor laughed. "I'll take you back."

"There is still so far ......" Although you can walk along the seashore to Geer District, there is still some distance.

"Just a few kilometers, I can." He laughed.

Wang Xi thought to himself, let's come down halfway, don't let him down at this time.

Her gaze shifted from the old gentleman's chest to the side of her face, and then to the dark night sky, where there were not many stars, and the light of the city here obscured their brightness.

Listening to his heartbeat, the king closed his eyes and leaned into his chest.

There is still a star.

......

Unlike during the day, this gray jungle is full of lights.

Alsi looked at the distant men and women outside, quietly drinking her wine.

"Is the heir to the Catherine family? Arrange for me to meet with him. ”

Growing up as the eldest lady.

It's time to pay the price.