In the evening by the sea, it is a little cool, and the breeze blows with the sound of the waves, with a slight salty smell.

No matter how to pretend to be calm, when facing her heart alone, Su Shengsheng had to admit that when Luo Yuting asked that sentence just now, her first reaction was not to feel inexplicable, but to instinctively want to refute it, just like before, she had refuted the voice in her heart countless times before.

She was wearing sandals, and as she walked on the beach, the fine sand and gravel pierced the soles of her feet, but she didn't realize it.

"Su Shengsheng—" He called her name behind her.

She didn't look back, walking faster and faster, and even stumbled a little.

Don't come to her, she's not ready to face him.

Suddenly, the soles of her feet ached, and she was pricked by something, and she fell on the beach.

The wide-brimmed straw hat fell off, the sandals were kicked off, and Su Shengsheng got up in embarrassment and slapped off the sand.

Somehow, my nose was a little sour, and even with it, my heart became sour.

His body shook and he was hugged from behind.

She ignored it and hit him hard with her elbow, trying to break free from his arms.

Luo Yuting easily restrained her, completely ignoring her resistance, hugged her horizontally, and walked towards the hotel.

Along the way, Su Shengsheng buried her head deep in his chest, not because of pain, but because she really couldn't afford to lose this person.

She could well imagine how many people's eyes were on her.

When the two of them arrived at the hotel lobby, she even heard some people's whistles and coaxing, which made her die of shame.

Luo Yuting carried her back to his room, let her curl up, leaned back on the sofa, he called for room service to deliver a small medicine box, and then, he stood in the room and began to undress.

The experience along the way made Su Shengsheng's face become a boiled shrimp, red, and his brain was completely in a state of lack of oxygen, until the white T on Luo Yuting's body disappeared, and then he reacted suddenly.

"What are you doing?!" She said nervously.

"As you can see." Luo Yuting said nonchalantly.

He has taken off the short-sleeved T, completely exposing the well-proportioned skeleton and muscle lines of the upper body, smooth and graceful, to be honest, quite eye-catching.

But Su Shengsheng only glanced at it, then hurriedly looked away, and said, "Quickly put on your clothes." ”

"Don't worry," he glanced at her faintly, "it's not like you haven't seen it." ”

Su Shengsheng was instantly petrified.

The doorbell rings, and room service arrives.

Luo Yuting took the small medicine box and walked towards her calmly

"Don't bother, I'll do it myself." She spoke out to claim her rights.

Luo Yuting didn't speak, only quickly looked at her whole body, and the contempt in her eyes was self-evident.

Without giving her another chance to speak, he crouched down and lifted her feet.

There was a deep wound on the soles of her feet, apparently from shells hidden in the fine sand, and some blood had been shed, not much, and it had solidified into a dark red on the soles of her feet.

He picked up an alcohol cotton and disinfected her wounds.

Su Shengsheng's feet twitched in pain, and he couldn't help but look at Luo Yuting in a trance.

His handsome and picturesque face was shrouded in a dull yellow halo, and his eyebrows were lowered as he tended to her wounds.

His posture and expression were exactly the same as in the lounge of the Qiao family's dinner.

Her heart felt like something was entangled and clenched.

He wasn't very skilled, but he was meticulous, and after wrapping a few loops of gauze around her feet, he tied a beautiful bow.

"How do you know I'm there?" Su Shengsheng broke the strange silence around the two.

She tried not to look at him, not to pay attention to his sun-colored, smooth and tight skin and undulating texture.

"What do you say?"