The sea at sunset is like a painting.

The thick clouds overhead, the afterglow holding the inky water, the sea and the sky are connected, and the forsythia sits on the railing of the deck, her straight legs overlapping and shaking, becoming the most wonderful scenery in the painting.

"In fact, you don't have to go to the best restaurants to eat the most expensive food, whether you are happy or not, it depends on who you are with." She suddenly turned around and said this to Feng Lixing, with a faint smile on her face, but there was loneliness in her eyes that could not be hidden.

"Any idea why I like dolphins so much? Any idea why I chose to come to Mauritius? Because Lu Yujiang once promised me that he would take me here to see dolphins when I was eighteen years old, but unfortunately I didn't wait, so many years have passed, and I didn't make the trip in the end..."

For the first time, she spoke of these events in front of this man.

I thought he would continue to ask, but he just slowly approached and asked with a smile, "Do you want to drink?" I'll do Mojito. ”

Forsythia didn't believe it, but he raised his hand to help her straighten the bangs on her forehead that were blown by the sea breeze, and took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders, and smiled lightly: "Wait for me here!" ”

About ten minutes later, the product actually brought two cups of the mixed Mojito to the deck, and the color looked pretty good.

"There's no sugar cane water on board, so I used sugar cubes from the coffee instead, but it shouldn't be too much, you try the taste."

Forsythia was skeptical, took the cup and took a sip, the sourness of the lime mixed with the alcohol of white rum, but it was another freshness.

"Feng Lixing, what else you won't?"

This man, who has a diving certificate for a while, and can mix cocktails for a while, how many magic weapons and skills does he still hide.

Feng Lixing smiled evilly, took a sip of wine in his mouth, and approached her eyes: "I know too many things, but the best thing is in bed..."

The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

Forsythia pretended not to understand, laughed and turned his head and began to pour wine violently.

The glass was filled with ice, and when I went down to it, my stomach was sour and cold, but my face was flushed.

Feng Lixing knew that this woman couldn't be teased: "Drink it slowly, there is 40% white rum in it." ”

She was addicted to drinking, and held up a glass with only ice cubes left: "I still want it!" ”

Feng Lixing didn't stop it, let her drink the wine in his hand.

She was already addicted to alcohol, and she was in a hurry to get drunk, so she drank three or four glasses in a row, and she wanted more, but where was it, only Feng Lixing had a small sip at the bottom of the cup.

staring at it with straight eyes, Feng Lixing refused to give it to her, and lifted it up and poured it into his mouth...

Unexpectedly, Forsythia was a heavy drinker, and suddenly pounced, stood on tiptoe and kissed his face, and whined in his mouth: "Give it to me... Give it to me..."

Ouch, this girl was so drunk, her tongue was desperately burrowing into his mouth like a slippery worm, and she quickly sucked the last sip of wine from his mouth, and rolled up the ice cube in his mouth.

After rolling it, he felt unwanted, and his tongue reached over and put the ice cube back in his mouth.

This little girl, is she going to turn the sky upside down?

Feng Lixing couldn't allow her to be so wild, he immediately grabbed her waist, pressed her against the fence, and regained the initiative...

"You start first, don't blame me!" When he kissed it, he whispered a word in Forsythia's ear with an ice cube in his mouth, and then the ice cube was held in his mouth, along the veins of her earlobe, past her chin and neck, and the cold touch danced on her hot skin.

Ice and fire, pleasure and iniquity...

"Feng Lixing!" She was in his arms, calling out his name in a dull voice, but she forced herself to hook his waist and whisper in his ear like a sultry cat: "I don't want your little worm... I want you..."

Killing people is not enough.

Is this girl all sperm?

Feng Lixing was so uncontrollable by a woman for the first time.

Good, good...

She doesn't want little bugs.

What she wanted, he knew early on, the key was whether he was willing to give it.

When she entered, she was already lying on the deck, her skirt blooming like a flower, supporting her body.

There are stars in the sky, like mother's eyes.

There was his temperature on the skin, and the sea breeze was salty, and when it blew over, it was still very cold.

I thought it wouldn't hurt, but Forsythia felt that the whole portrait was torn apart, and the whole body was tense.

"Take it easy..."

He taught her that his voice was soft and deep, like a ghost.

Forsythia is excited, and I feel that this tone, this sentence, as if I have heard it somewhere, is particularly familiar.

But the sharp crackling soon replaced her astonishment, and she could only bite her lower lip and cling to his shoulders with both hands.

Feng Lixing was defeated by her again, she would bite her lip when she was in pain, five years ago, and still five years later.

But it feels so good to him, just as good as it was five years ago.

"You have been in France for so many years, are all those peachy scandals on the news fake?"

It's incredible, so tight, it doesn't look like the body described in the magazine.

Forsythia didn't seem to wake up yet, but he smiled and hooked his neck and asked, "If I say that I have been in France for the past few years, there are almost no men around me... Do you believe it or not? ”

"Faith!"

Of course, he wanted to tell the world, thank God, that he could have the most complete part of this woman.

But Forsythia's next sentence almost immediately plunged him to the bottom.

"Then I ask you again, if I say that I have been in France all these years...... Life is better than death, do you believe it or not? ”

Feng Lixing didn't answer anymore, and he didn't dare to answer, so he could only kiss her, trying to erase her scars with the deepening kiss and cover his eyes.

It's a pity that love is incomplete, and evil is hard to extinguish, but here and now, he is in her body, how much is it true and how much hate?

Perhaps he couldn't tell the difference himself, but he could only hear the panting in his throat and her breathing, mixed with the sound of the waves.

Finally Forsythia almost stuck her teeth in his flesh, tears streaming down from the corners of her eyes, the sky overhead, the moonlight, and the stars all shattered under her damp eyes.

Finally stopped, and everything was extinguished.

Feng Lixing was dripping with sweat on his forehead, but he squeezed her wrist covered with old wounds tightly, slowly wiped his fingertips over the raised scar, and then kissed her tear-stained eyes.

He didn't know why he was doing it, but he always felt indebted to her.

But some feelings are so contradictory, he pays back and hurts at the same time, who will save whom?

"I know that you have done something in the fuel tank of the yacht in advance, Martin is an old captain, and it is impossible to make this kind of low-level mistake of cutting off the fuel halfway, so you say it, I will promise you whatever you say."

Forsythia couldn't believe it, and opened his eyes slightly, his expression was gloomy but sincere, changing from his previous ruffian and cold.

It turns out that he knew it a long time ago.

Knowing that she had colluded with the black captain in advance, and knowing that she was deliberately trying to have a relationship with him, and knowing that she had a purpose.

That's why he did what he planned, hit it off, and finally let her succeed.