After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

Ye Xiaowu was smart enough. After learning for more than half an hour, he drove the sports boat to the vicinity of the Blue Hole Sea.

However, if you want to enter the Blue Hole to see the blue glass sea, you must get off the yacht and queue up to take a local rowing boat, otherwise you cannot enter.

Xiao Yan doesn't have the patience to queue up, so he usually takes the VIP channel.

Ye Xiaowu ran to buy the tickets happily, and after chatting with the passengers next to him, he said to Xiao Yan, "You have to wait for at least half an hour for the boat. There's an aunt in front of us who has been waiting for two hours and still hasn't gotten on the boat. Are you sure you want to wait?"

The sun was shining brightly over the sea at the moment, and she was really afraid that Xiao Yan would get too hot and impatiently draw his gun and shoot someone.

Xiao Yan leaned on the yacht and said lazily: "Don't you want to play?"

"But it takes a long time to wait, maybe three hours..."

He understood what she meant. This girl wanted to go in and play, but she didn't want to wait in this damn line.

He took out his satellite phone and called Eagle: "Is the shipping to this scenic spot on Capri Island monopolized by Casa?"

Casa is the current godfather of the Mafia.

A few days ago, Xiaodouzi went to repair his equipment. They had business dealings.

Old Eagle said, "I remember it was, Boss, did anything happen to you on the island?"

Xiao Yan replied: "No, Ye Xiaowu wants to enter the Blue Cave. The boats here are monopolized. Give me the phone number of Kasa's deputy."

If he stays in the sun here for an hour or so, Ye Xiaowu will become tanned and lose several layers of skin.

"..."

The eagle was stunned.

Is it necessary to go to Kasa's deputy for such a trivial matter?

But that's true. They only know Kasa and Kasa's deputy, and don't know the other small fry of the Mafia.

Xiao Yan received the number and dialed it directly.

I don't know what was said on the other side. Xiao Yan leaned there lazily and leisurely, looking at Ye Xiaowu with a smile, and said to the phone: "Bring your wife here for a vacation. You want to curse me when you are waiting in line. You are making trouble with me."

Chatting and laughing, speaking Italian.

The other side made a promise: "Xiao, don't worry, the boat will come to pick you up in five minutes."

Less than five minutes after Xiao Yan hung up the phone, a tanned local boatman rowed over and confirmed their identities.

"Vincenzo?"

Xiao Yan nodded and took Ye Xiaowu onto the boat.

Ye Xiaowu was extremely curious, "What did you say on the phone just now? Where did the boat come from?"

With a playful expression on his face, he whispered an Italian word into her ear: "moglie"

Morel?

What the hell is this word? What does it mean?

He seemed to have said this word on the phone just now.

"Are you speaking Italian on purpose because you're afraid I might eavesdrop?"

Xiao Yan smiled roguely and put the sun hat on her head, "Fool."

"Molie? Mollie? Mollie?"

She murmured several times, her voice becoming more and more out of tune with each repetition.

Later, when Yan Haoyue received a big Italian client for business, he also smiled at his wife in the same way, calling her "moglie" from time to time, with deep and gentle eyes.

It was very similar to the expression on Xiao Yan's face when he said "moglie" in her ear just now, except that Xiao Yan was a little more arrogant and ostentatious.

moglie, molière.

Wife.

……

The blue hole that I had been dreaming about before coming here was just so-so when I finally went in.

A dark light as transparent as sapphire enveloped her.

When she grabbed the boat and put on her swimsuit to swim around, Xiao Yan turned on the camera on his mobile phone in a obsessed manner.

She swam for a while and tried to get on the boat, but her body sank into the water and she couldn't climb out. She turned around and looked at him for help, with a broad and ingratiating smile.

Xiao Yan put away his phone, put his slender hands on his knees, looked at her frivolously, and refused to help.

"Ye Xiaowu, you have to look like you're asking for help when you ask for help."

Just smile at him in a flattering way and then send him away?

She grabbed the edge of the boat and looked up at him. "It's just a hand. What else do you want?"

Someone said with a hint of meaning: "I didn't have a good time last night."

Depend on.

I already made her dizzy last night, how can I have more fun?

She might not die on the way to escape, but she might definitely die in his bed.

She slapped the seawater in anger, splashing it onto his face. "Why don't you just throw me into this hole and let me drown."

That's not okay.

"If you die, what's the point of my having fun tonight?"

"..."

Just let him have fun.

Seeing that she was angry, he smiled and leaned over, picked her up from the blue water, and easily carried her onto the boat.

After leaving the Blue Grotto, they got back on their speedboat and went to Capri Island.

The lemon trees on the island were full of fruits at this season, and the air was filled with the salty smell of sea water and the fresh scent of lemon. After arriving on the island, they checked in at the Cliff Hotel, and after putting their luggage away, they went to a lemon tree restaurant for dinner.

The map showed the restaurant was not far away.

With the intention of walking around to familiarize herself with the routes on the island and prepare for tomorrow's escape plan, she pulled Xiao Yan through the alleys and mountain roads.

The map shows the straight-line distance, and the lemon restaurant is at the top of the mountain.

Xiao Yan had no problem with his physical fitness at all. For him, this was not climbing a mountain, but walking up a small slope.

But Ye Xiaowu was not like that. He was so busy last night that he fell asleep in the morning. Now he had to climb the mountain again. Halfway up, he couldn't go up or down, so he just sat down and didn't want to eat.

If I get tormented by him again tonight, will I be able to run tomorrow?

She looked at him with sneaky eyes.

This is aimed at him.

He was generous and raised his eyebrows: "It's not impossible to carry you up, but there must be some benefits."

"Aren't you my fiancé? You have to make conditions for carrying me on your back. I've never seen such a stingy fiancé."

Xiao Yan was amused and looked around, "Look who is sitting on the ground and acting like a spoiled brat just because they are tired like you."

There were many couples around, as well as strong women climbing up the mountain in high heels.

Ye Xiaowu rolled his eyes at him and said, "Go ask whose boyfriend would torture her so badly last night if he knew we were going to climb a mountain today?"

Anyway, she decided to conserve her energy and not climb any further, otherwise she would not be able to escape tomorrow.

The word "boyfriend" had a special flavor to Xiao Yan's ears.

He squatted down in a rare good temper, and used his big hand to push her head hard, teasing: "Aren't you usually quite a runner? Now you're out of breath, will you still run in the future?"

She spoke sweetly, wrapped her arms around his neck and said, "If you don't carry me, I'll be exhausted later. Will you sleep on my corpse tonight?"

"The corpse is a bit boring, but it's not a bad idea."

"..."

The taste has really changed!

Having said that, Xiao Yan turned his back and urged impatiently: "Hurry up."

She jumped up immediately, lying on his shoulder and staring at his profile, flirting with him without knowing it, "Xiao Yan, have you ever carried another woman on your back before?"

He glanced at her and smiled faintly: "Investigating love history?"

"fine."

Anyway, she just asked casually and didn't want to make the conversation awkward.

Xiao Yan carried her on his back and walked towards the top of the mountain.

Gradually, their figures passed through the time tunnel and seemed to turn into a young mute, carrying the crying and noisy Ye Xiaowu on his back.

Xiao Yan joked casually: "When we have a child in the future, should I carry the older one or the younger one?"

Ye Xiaowu, who was lying on his shoulder, turned his head to look down the mountain, his eyes following the direction of the pier, wondering whether to take a large passenger ship or drive his speedboat tomorrow.