After the rebirth, I divorced the scumbag

As soon as he heard Mo Xiaoyuan's voice, Hull felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and immediately protected Mu Qing behind him, looking at him vigilantly, "Why are you here?"

Mrs. Josephine answered this question instead of Mo Xiaoyuan: "He also participated in this trip, and he provided the food and drinks on our boat."

Hearing this, Hull frowned.

Mrs. Josephine finally noticed the unusual atmosphere between the two, and belatedly asked, "Is there any festival between you?"

Mo Xiaoyuan said calmly: "No, just met a few times."

Hull's dark blue eyes were full of hostility, and he didn't speak.

Mu Qing has no intention of saying hello to Mo Xiaoyuan, "Hull, it's time to get on the boat."

Hull nodded, and followed her into the boat, like a wolf cub protecting food, always on guard against Mo Xiaoyuan.

Mo Xiaoyuan's eyes were like splashed ink, and he followed the two of them into the boat at a leisurely pace.

The boat of Josephine's family is not too big, it can only hold a dozen people.

Except for a few people in the small town, the rest are tourists from other places.

The weather is fine today, the clouds just cover the scorching sun, but there is no sign of rain.

There were several sets of white European-style tables and chairs on the deck, Mu Qing picked the one at the end and sat down.

Hale sat next to her for a while, going down to get a cold drink.

Before leaving, his eyes stopped on Mo Xiaoyuan who was opposite him, and he made a fist gesture at him.

In nature, males tend to be more aggressive than usual in the face of males who try to compete with them for females.

That's the case with Hull right now.

Mo Xiaoyuan glanced at Hull's slender arms and legs with a youthful look, ridicule flashed in his eyes, he lowered his eyebrows, and gently shook the transparent ice cubes and blue drink in the glass.

The water ice hitting the inner wall of the glass makes a crisp and pleasant sound, which feels like summer.

Seeing that he was looking away, Hull raised his legs and walked into the cabin.

Mu Qing sat for a while, then walked to the fence to blow some air.

A blond man with a stubble came over with a camera.

"Madam, would you like to be my model? I will pay you a fee."

Today, there were a few tourists from other places on the boat. After the boat left the port, they took pictures at the bow of the boat.

Just now, the man took a casual glance and noticed this slender and cold beautiful woman. He suddenly felt his eyes light up, and walked over with his camera.

Mu Qing wanted to refuse at first, but after thinking about it, she asked, "How much is it?"

The man said a number, and Mu Qing was a little moved.

This is her income for nearly a week.

"How exactly?"

Seeing that she agreed, the photographer was a little excited, brought the props for the photo, picked a blooming Bai Baihe for her, and told her a few poses.

Mu Qing posed according to the photographer's instructions, leaning casually against the guardrail, half of her face covered by white lilies.

The eyelids are drooping, and the long and curly eyelashes are as thick as crow feathers, lining the faint melancholy under the eyes, half-covered, with a kind of transparent and fragile beauty.

The photographer stood and lay down for a while, and took pictures from many angles.

Mo Xiaoyuan watched from not far away, took out his mobile phone, and took a few photos of Mu Qing.

The distance between him and her was a bit far, the slender index fingers and thumbs tightened and opened on the screen, slowly zooming in on the screen, trying to capture every detail of her.

The two had known each other for more than two years, and this was the first time he had looked at her appearance so carefully.

She is indeed beautiful.

It's no wonder that at the first sight, he had the urge to take him back and mess with him.

Recalling the longing that once filled his chest, his eyes unconsciously focused and became hot, and his whole body was hot and unbearable.

Ever since Mu Qing faked his death, he hasn't vented properly for several months.

At this moment, it was actually blue and white, and my heart became agitated.

He wished he could throw all the people around her into the sea, pull her over and press her on the deck, and make her cry under her body.

Perhaps his eyes were too revealing, Mu Qing finally noticed this side, and met his gaze.

With a move of his finger, he took a picture of her front face.

Easily set as wallpaper.

Mu Qing and Mo Xiaoyuan have known each other for two years, and they have been intimate for many times.

His eyes just now were extremely aggressive, and she could see clearly what was going on in his mind.

She suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, turned around, and turned her back to him.

When Hull came back, the photographer was still instructing Mu Qing to do the second set of poses.

He tried several times and was not satisfied.

Seeing Hull approaching, his eyes lit up, "Mu, this is your boyfriend, right?"

The photographer followed Mu Qing and the others when they got on the boat, and didn't see their faces at the time, but now they vaguely remembered who was who.

Mo Xiaoyuan was listening not far away, Mu Qing didn't answer, Hull nodded directly, "Yes."

Photographer: "Can you pose with this lady, please? I'll pay you half of what you're paid."

Hull readily agreed, "Okay."

He was struggling because he didn't have a way to get closer to Mu Qing, and the excuse of taking pictures together was just right.

Doing one thing together will increase mutual understanding and intimacy.

He was so easy to talk, the photographer smiled with satisfaction, and showed them a photo from his phone.

"Sir, just put your arms around Mu's waist like this, put your hands here, soften your eyes, and put all your attention on her..."

The photographer explained it to the two of them very seriously, and then asked them to start posing.

Before touching Mu Qing, Hull asked politely, "Can I hold your waist?"

Mu Qing replied: "Yes."

She is not a rigid and conservative person, and it is okay to hug her waist when taking pictures.

She approached Hull generously, waiting for him to move.

Seeing her so natural, Hull was a little nervous instead.

Although the two of them were dating during this period of time, in reality he had never even held Mu Qing's hand, let alone made any further moves.

Now that Mu Qing was so close, he could almost smell the quiet fragrance of her body, and the little person in his heart was a little eager to move.

He rolled his Adam's apple, looked down at her, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."

After speaking, he raised his hand to wrap her waist.

However, before his hand touched Mu Qing, Mo Xiaoyuan grabbed his wrist.

He frowned and raised his head, and met the other party's dark eyes.

Mo Xiaoyuan's voice was low and deep, a little gloomy, "I'll take pictures with her."