The blue sky and blue sea, the mist is light, and the snow-white yacht glides through the fog, leaving a glowing water mark.

The rising sun reflects the beauty of the bow of the ship dressed in a royal blue lantern, quiet and beautiful, like a beautiful fairy.

Yan Zhibin threw his coat to the shore, and walked straight to the railing with only a plain white shirt, raising his body slightly, instantly pulling the whole painting style back to the world, flowing and charming.

His hand was like the wind, sliding lightly past the beauty's ear, and the royal blue tassel swayed lightly from his fingers. Under the slight sun, the delicate and plain white half of the handsome jaw is full of bright colors.

Flashing lights accompanied by exclamations came from the shore, and the footsteps were swift and motley.

"Oh my God, it's so beautiful......"

"Empress Yan's demeanor is unrivaled in the world, but as soon as Emperor Bin came, he became a foil."

"No, that's why Zixi likes Zhibin the most, and he hates partnering with him the most."

The photographer raised his leg and kicked him half a foot, adjusted the camera and looked up and smiled: "Mr. Yan, you and Zixi are shooting as a couple, so this pose can be intimate." ”

Yan Zhibin turned his head at this time, turned his head around, and wrapped his arms around Yan Zixi's waist, holding her in his arms.

Yan Zixi's phoenix eyes were slightly raised, she raised her feet and landed on the ground, and the whole person fell straight into his arms, Yan Zhibin hurriedly raised her hand, and her whole person had hit her chest.

Su fingers are slender, the buttons on the shirt of Yan Zhibin are opened in response, the beautiful collarbone seems to be looming, and the painting style is fragrant and glamorous.

'Click. The flash of light sounded in an exclamation.

The sun peeled off the stratus clouds and slowly rose, getting hotter and hotter.

Yan Zhi raised his head, looked at Yan Zixi's forehead with thin sweat, and raised his hand to the shore: "Okay, let's shoot this first." ”

"Collect, call it a day."

Yan Zhibin straightened his cuffs and spoke: "Send you to the hospital for examination." ”

Yan Zixi raised his body and leaned on the railing, and stretched out his arms to him: "I pulled my things to Yin Yin, and I want to go back to the company." ”

He didn't raise his head: "I'll have someone send you back." ”

"I'm going back, company—"

Yan Zhibin pressed his forehead helplessly, and finally bent down to hold her horizontally in the cup, and walked down with a cold face.

In front of the snow-colored sakitama, the assistant had just opened the car door, and a silver light flashed in front of him, and a figure flashed out from the rock not far away and ran quickly forward.

"Stop." The assistant shouted angrily and chased after him.

"Yang Ming, no need." Yan Zhibin stiffened his neck that was hugged by her, and said coldly.

Although their whereabouts are confidential, they can't stop these paparazzi from heaven and earth.

Yan Zhibin arched over and put Yan Zixi in the back seat, got up and walked towards the driver's seat, Yang Ming had to pull the passenger driver's door and get into the car.

Feng looked at the underground garage, Yan Zhibin got out of the car directly, and ordered: "Find Ye Li to come over." ”

As soon as his voice fell, the back door opened, Yan Zixi stepped into the car, held the embarrassment to his ears, and walked towards the elevator with a thin hatred of the sky.

Yan Zhibin frowned and glared to the side: "Her feet, when will she be able to walk?" ”

Yang Ming smiled dryly: "It's always been possible, I just broke down at the time, and I was fine......

Yan Zhibin inhaled: "It's just a plaster, as for the plaster?" ”

Yang Ming dodged his gaze: "Yes, Miss Yan has to fight...... Plaster cast in front of you, you walk with your front feet, and people remove their back feet. ”

Yan Zhi was so happy that he glared: "Why didn't you tell me?" ”

Yang Ming shrank back: "You, you didn't ask ......"

He turned around and raised his arm violently, so frightened that Yang Ming arched straight towards the back of the car, and he had already pulled his suit and walked forward.

Office of the President

Yan Zixi's slender legs were folded on the desk, playing with the brown sunglasses in her hands up and down.

Yan Zhibin raised his head expressionlessly, stagnated, and finally closed the door with his backhand.

"You're in the wrong office."

Yan Zixi raised his eyes and smiled skillfully: "Zhibin, have we become so familiar with each other that we don't even have names?" ”

Yan Zhibin met her gaze and slowed down his voice: "Zixi, how long are you going to make trouble?" ”

Yan Zixi retracted his legs and stood up, and rubbed his body against his back: "You are in such a hurry to dissociate yourself from me, you really came to Zhujiang with a purpose." ”