Madam, Mr. Fu went to see the men's department again.

Before Rong Yan could make a choice, she was carried to the railing by Fu Jingsheng.

The man rented out the entire villa. The outside of the villa was surrounded by tropical rainforest and green plants, so you couldn't see what the people in the villa were doing.

But even so, Rong Yan still felt it was inappropriate.

She bit Fu Jingsheng and said, "It won't work here. I'm afraid of heights."

Fu Jingsheng looked down: "Three meters at most. We are on the second floor. If you fall, you will be in the swimming pool. What are you afraid of?"

"That won't work either. Let me rest for a while and go to the beach after sunset."

He hugged her down and said, "Okay."

Fu Yunlei played a video for his mother. They wanted to see what the sea in Haicheng was like.

When Rong Yan saw her son's call, she went to the bedroom to get a shawl and put it on, with the camera facing the seaside.

Fortunately, it didn't happen just now, otherwise I would still be in dire straits. When the call comes, should I answer it or not?

At this point, it was dark in Tiancheng, but bright in Haicheng. They had just come back from school and had to do homework, but their parents were eating, drinking and having fun, and Rong Shiyu muttered that her mouth was unbalanced.

"Mom, I also want to travel. I won't go to kindergarten for the last few months, is that okay?" Girls don't want to go to kindergarten. They are obviously little geniuses, so why should they go to school to learn childish things.

The smile on Rong Yan's face stopped instantly: "No, I will take you out to play during the summer vacation. Listen to grandma and bring you gifts when I go back."

Fu Yunting lay on his brother's shoulder: "Dad, sister is right, we know all the elementary school classes, why do we still need to stay in the kindergarten?"

Fu Jingsheng's eyes darkened: "You can't sit still for two hours to learn the rules in kindergarten. What will happen to the exams in the future? There is no need to discuss schooling. Just tell us what gifts you want, and we can satisfy you."

The four children all showed angry expressions: "No, hang up, goodbye."

After a while, when his mother didn't call back, Fu Yunlei knew that getting angry was useless, so he called her again and took the lead to ask her mother to bring back specialties.

"This is so good." Rong Yan touched her son's head across the screen.

Before sunset, Fu Jingsheng went to the restaurant to get some food. After all, he was going to spend a lot of energy soon.

Rong Yan didn't feel hungry at all after drinking milk tea.

The sea surface was sparkling in the evening, and there were not many tourists in the sea area where they were.

Something went wrong. Rong Yan had forgotten what she had agreed with Fu Jingsheng, so she moved the computer into the bedroom.

The bed is very soft.

Rong Yan lay on the quilt and turned over a few times, feeling a little sleepy.

Seeing this, Fu Jingsheng picked up the woman and said, "Can I make you a cup of coffee? Don't you want to go for a walk on the beach after dark?"

"Ah? Oh!" The woman's expression changed rapidly, and she almost forgot about it.

"Really?" She blinked, "Do you really want to be so wicked?"

"What's wrong with you? Get ready and go to the beach." Fu Jingsheng changed into a pair of swimming trunks and kept his upper body naked.

When traveling, you can't just lie flat in a hotel. If you don't see the scenery, it's not worth the air ticket price.

Rong Yan got up and said, "Okay, I'm just looking for some inspiration."

When I wrote novels in the past, I often wrote about seaside scenes. I wanted to try it out and see if it was feasible. After all, it was already so difficult in the swimming pool.

"Looking for inspiration?" Fu Jingsheng didn't quite understand what Rong Yan said.

She stretched out and said, "Send copywriting inspiration to Moments."

Fu Jingsheng didn't know that Rong Yan was still a writer.

This explanation seemed to make sense, and Fu Jingsheng believed it.

He picked up another swimsuit from the box: "Wear this."

Rong Yan brought five sets of swimsuits, four of which were one-pieces. She didn't expect to have an arrangement at the time.

One-piece swimsuits are obviously inconvenient in the sea.

The other set only covered the chest on the upper body, and a long skirt on the lower body.

Fu Jingsheng gestured at Rong Yan with the clothes: "Let's put the upper body on again. I don't want others to see it."

"Who wears two pieces when going to the beach, let alone such a high temperature." Rong Yan said no.

"Cover it up a little with a silk scarf, then take it off when you get in the water."

Unable to defeat him, Rong Yan took a rainbow scarf and put it on.

The beach in Haicheng is golden.

Rong Yan has been to many places with the sea, but she almost always passes by it on business trips and rarely stops to appreciate it.

She knew that the sea in Haicheng was not the most beautiful, and Fu Jingsheng's company made it unique.

I took off my shoes and stepped on the sand with my bare feet. The soft sand wrapped around the soles of my feet. I walked along the beach for a while until the sun set.

The people at the beach are better.

The two of them walked to a safe area, with the seawater covering half of their calves. Rong Yan lay on the beach, with the waves hitting her body one after another, soothing away the heat of the day.

The loose hair was wetted by the sea water and stuck to the woman's delicate face. The wet and salty sea water slid down the hair and fell into the crook of the neck, and then merged with the rushing waves.

After the waves receded, the woman's buttocks were exposed and her long skirt clung to her body. Fu Jingsheng couldn't help but take a picture.

Such a gesture is too conspicuous.

Rong Yan got up and walked down.

The water was up to my waist.

Fu Jingsheng hugged her from behind.

His hands went under her skirt.

Rong Yan's breathing was disordered.

Under the twilight, the sea surface glowed with dark blue light. Rong Yan looked into the distance, and there was an off-white light where the sea and the sky met.

He bit the woman's earlobe and whispered softly: "I'm going to start."

Rong Yan turned her head sideways, raised her chin slightly, and her neck felt numb under the caress of his lips.

Fu Jingsheng opened his mouth and held the woman's waist.

The man's strength kept her body leaning forward, but when she felt she was about to fall, she was pulled back by his big hands. The waves hit her in the opposite direction. Between the two different forces, Rong Yan felt that she was about to die.

A word came into Fu Jingsheng's mind. He paused inside Rong Yan and said jokingly: "Is this called making trouble?"

"Yeah." The woman's voice trembled.

His abdomen shrank, and the sound of the waves covered up the man's growl.

Fu Jingsheng has never been so tired, so tired that his legs are weak.

I stumbled to the shore and rested for a while before I had the strength to go back to the hotel.

Rong Yan felt like a pickled salted fish. She lay in the bathtub and turned on the surfing mode, and her body gradually warmed up.

It was the first time I saw Fu Jingsheng not doing anything while taking a shower.

Instead, he took a hasty shower in the shower room and lay down on the sofa.

Haili was not that relaxed at all, so Rong Yan decided to revise the novel.

Coming out of the bathroom, she sat one meter away from Fu Jingsheng and said deliberately: "Ah! Mr. Fu will also admit defeat one day, isn't he quite capable?"

He slowly moved over and put his hand on the woman's head: "Who gives up? Come again."

Rong Yan took off her bath towel and said, "Okay, come on."

She climbed on top of him desperately, thinking that the man would never come. She drew circles on his abdomen with her fingers, and without stopping, she kept hooking his calves, setting the fire wantonly.

I thought, every time she begs for mercy, let Fu Jingsheng beg for mercy again today to see if he will torment her all night long next time.

It had to be done at this time. Fu Jingsheng supported the sofa and pressed forward.