Shang Zhi covered her mouth and jumped all the way to a more private position, she squatted down and rubbed her sore toes pitifully.

The whole person is curled up in a small group and sits on the wet deck, the cruise ship gradually extends outward from top to bottom, the deck is the closest place to the sea, even if there is a high bottom compartment under the body, it also gives people the illusion of floating on the sea.

Even more exposed, she didn't care how expensive the cheongsam was, she wrapped her coat and sat down on the ground.

The phone was still shaking, and she felt it out and wanted to turn it off, only to find out that it was Sansan.

Connected, her voice was empty, and it was blown far away by the sea breeze: "What's wrong?" ”

Sansan breathed a sigh of relief: "You finally answered the phone, I want to call the police." ”

Shang Zhi snorted: "What are you afraid of?" I can't die, he doesn't dare let me die. ”

Sansan pondered for a moment: "What happened this time?" ”

The sea was colder, the wind blew for a while, her hands were almost stiff, she sniffed, her lips trembled, and her sentence was intermittent: "Sea guest, this time I am attending the birthday banquet of the youngest daughter of the Xin family in the harbor area." ”

The preface doesn't match the afterword, but Sansan actually understood.

Sansan suddenly said: "He wants to pass the trial from the harbor area?" ”

Shang Zhitou rested on his knees, and his voice was muffled: "Hmm." ”

The film "Sea Guest", both in terms of plot and scale, far exceeds the mainland's review standards, and Shang Zhi also feels that such a dark movie should not appear at all, poisoning the world's minds. But she still has to act.

"He probably thinks that I can do anything by selling and selling hue."

Sansan could only be silent.

This topic was too heavy, she was afraid that Shang Zhi would not be able to think about it, so the topic turned blunt, and her tone was deliberately brisk: "When you come back, let's go to see the aurora and go to Iceland?" ”

Shang Zhi answered vaguely, and suddenly a small cough behind him was disturbed.

She turned her head keenly, her phone removed from her ear, and asked alertly, "Who?" ”

No one responded.

She hung up the phone, stood up and walked over there and asked, "Who's there?" ”

In the darkness, the starlight and moonlight sprinkled a faint light, and the European-style lamppost stretched the man's upright reflection, and he was caught off guard and stretched out his hand, and the business branch pounced into the arms of the lingering fragrance.

Before she could blurt out her exclamation, she was covered by a wide palm, and the man's palm was thick and his ten fingers were slender, covering almost her entire face.

Looking at Shang Zhi's panicked, big wet eyes, Ji Yanli leaned in slightly, her lips brushed over her ears, and lowered her voice: "It's me." ”

Obviously not a place to whisper, he deliberately created a situation of stealing the sun.

Confused, Shang Zhi saw the dark blue twill coat on Ji Yanli's body clearly through the dim light of the lamppost, seeming, maybe, as if he had seen it somewhere.

She frowned, and the fragrant scene just now flashed in her mind, the woman was petite, the man was tall, snuggling tightly, like a lover hugging each other and whispering.

The man who hugged Xin Shutong was Ji Yanli.

All the miscellaneous knowledge points in her mind formed a well-organized data network.

Marriage, Xin Shutong, season banquet ceremony, hug.

A flash of inspiration came to her mind, it turned out that Xin Shutong's fiancé was Ji Yanli.

Shang Zhi's eyes widened, completely forgetting that he was still being hugged tightly by the protagonist of this story.

Ji Yanli witnessed the incomprehension, thinking, incomprehension, and confusion in her eyes alternately.

He didn't know what she was thinking, so he patted her on the waist: "What are you thinking?" ”

Shang Zhi woke up and pushed away his embrace in an instant: "You're getting married?" ”

Ji Yanli didn't hear clearly: "What? ”

"Xin Shutong, are you going to marry Xin Shutong?"

Ji Yanli was stunned for a second, and suddenly smiled: "You saw it?" ”

He didn't explain it, but Shang Zhi knew that he was referring to the secret meeting just now.

"Hmm."

He suddenly became flirtatious and took two steps closer to her: "Miss Shang, is it important whether I get married or not?" ”

This playboy looks like a bastard: "Can't you be like this when you're married?" ”

Shang Zhi knew that in their circle, there were many red flags at home and colorful flags fluttering outside, but how could anyone talk about this kind of immoral behavior so superficially, and they didn't care about the opinions of others.

He's such a bastard.

Ji Yanli grabbed her waist with one hand, wiped her upturned lips with the thumb of the other hand, kneaded it lightly or heavily, the warm touch made his eyes sink, and he suddenly kissed it fiercely, like an addict.

It's just that he is greedy for her kisses.

Shang Zhi didn't have time to react, he threw away his armor in an instant, and refused to lose too ugly, his mouth resisted, his hand pushed him indiscriminately, and his close body writhed non-stop.

Ji Yanli's lips left slightly, and his voice was hoarse and low: "If you move around, it's not just as simple as kissing." ”

Shang Zhi was frightened, his chest rose and fell violently, and he felt something strange between inadvertent touches, and suddenly he didn't dare to make any more movements, and the whole person was ripe into red persimmons in his arms, and even the tips of his ears were dyed with a little cinnabar.

Ji Yanli smiled quietly and rubbed her hot earlobe.

"No, it's just a blind date."

The explanation came suddenly, giving Shang Zhi the illusion that he was coaxing her.

It doesn't feel bad, an ironing that is put on the tip of someone's heart.

He stood like this for a moment with her in his arms, and when the two were separated, he had become very light, as if the confusion he had just had just made was fake.

He should have known that he was a veteran of the love scene.

Ji Yanli lowered his eyes and saw Shang Zhi's bare feet, picked her up horizontally, rested on the open stool, and pressed the service bell next to her, but after a while, a waiter brought a new pair of slippers.

Ji Yanli lowered his head and took it, thanked him lightly, and didn't even look at her when he turned around, but squatted down to put it on for her personally.

When he raised his eyes again, his eyes were stained with a sense of fatigue, showing his interest.

He didn't want to entangle her anymore, so he stood up in silence and turned to leave.

Almost at the moment when he was about to lift his foot.

Shang Zhi's young palm reached over and grabbed his two tail fingers, shivering slightly because he didn't know if it was cold or what.

"Mr. Ji, I want to ask you for a favor."