Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

These seven days were the fastest time in Song Weiyu's life.

It was like the fine sand on the beach at this moment. She held it in her hands and tried to hold it tightly, but it caused it to flow away faster.

When she was feeling melancholy, a pair of big hands with palms facing up caught the sand flowing through her fingers.

She looked up at the man standing in front of her. The sunshine in the South Island was extremely warm, and the lingering water marks on his face were illuminated very brightly. His hair was wet and raked back. Song Weiyu stood on her feet and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Squinting his eyes, he questioned, "Do you want to go diving, too?"

"Hmm..." Fu Haitang was unhappy.

"No, I've made three rules with you on the plane. You can't touch water."

Fu Haitang held the sand in her hand and looked at Shao Guoren who was surfing not far away. Song Weiyu unbuttoned two buttons of his floral shirt and buried her little face in his shirt.

"Let me see if there's any water on your wound."

Recently, he has been very obedient and has not touched water with his upper body. He also does not scratch or scrape at night. In addition, Li He's medicine powder is indeed effective, and the wounds are gradually reducing inflammation and healing.

Song Weiyu buttoned his shirt again with satisfaction, "So good."

During these five days, the two of them stuck together almost 24 hours a day, but compared to the physical distance, the feeling that the whole heart belongs to each other completely makes them feel more secure and satisfied.

Fu Haitang looked down at her overly sexy curves, pinched the pitiful fabric of the one-piece bikini with his fingers, and tried his best to gather the flesh on her chest.

"Tsk, can't you wear more fabric? What can it cover..."

"You're wearing too much. How can you seduce our CEO Fu?" She raised her eyebrows and moved closer to his arms. Her hands dishonestly reached into his shirt to caress Fu Haitang's chest muscles.

There were many people coming and going on the beach. Fu Haitang looked down at her and asked in a hoarse voice, "Go back to the hotel?"

“If you don’t reply, I’ll seduce you here…” The person in his arms narrowed his eyes, gradually reaching his hand into his beach pants, with a wicked smile like a little fox.

Fu Haitang clenched his teeth, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he planned to carry her back to the hotel.

Li Nian dragged a surfboard over and said, "Come on, Song Weiyu, let's go surfing!"

"I'll be right there~" She pulled her hand away and was about to run.

Fu Haitang held her down and nodded his chin towards the middle of his pants, "Calm my waves first."

"Oh, I'm busy. Be good, just bear with it."

She struggled to get out of Fu Haitang's arms, but Fu Haitang held her tightly and refused to let go. She looked at Li Nian who was applying sunscreen not far away and became anxious.

Baji, Baji, Song Weiyu lifted her foot and sucked on his cheek several times, "Husband is the best, let me go..."

After saying that, she jumped up and kissed him on the face continuously, almost numbing his mouth.

Fu Haitang smiled helplessly, "Okay, I'll save it for you."

He picked up her surfboard and led her to the surf zone. "Be careful and don't do any dangerous things. I'll be waiting for you by the parasol. Come back in half an hour to report back."

"I know, I know." She said perfunctorily while looking for a surfboat to take her out to sea.

Watching the people and the yacht go away, Fu Haitang did not go back, but stood on the beach closest to the waves and watched her.

Her surfboard was custom-made, all pink, with a hand-painted silver edge mixed with diamond powder. She was dressed brightly and flamboyantly, so he could find her at a glance no matter where she was.

Shao Guoren took off his diving suit and walked to his side, looking at the sea, "Brother, my sister-in-law is so pretty, and her figure is so great..."

Fu Haitang crossed his arms in front of his chest and glanced at him sideways, "Can you look at your own wife? Where are you looking sideways?"

Shao Guoren pouted, "It's not like I'm the only one watching... Those guys surfing are all trying to get close to her."

Fu Haitang licked her cheeks. Soon, the spacious surfing area around her was filled with several men surfing.

One of them was tall and strong, wearing sunglasses and a sun mask on his face, and he kept approaching her.

Looking at his body, he is really strong and well-shaped, and his muscles are as beautiful as those of a male model.

She has long legs, broad shoulders and a narrow waist.

Fu Haitang squinted her eyes and dared not blink, fearing that the man would deliberately bump into her and create some kind of encounter at sea.

A huge wave came over, Song Weiyu pressed down the board and rushed forward with the wave. The closer they got, the bigger the smile on her face became. She waved at him, "Hubby, look at me~ Gululu gululu..."

He didn't show off for much before he fell into the sea.

She splashed out of the water, turned around to look for her board, and saw someone pushing her board towards her.

For a moment, she thought that she had really traveled through time by falling.

She saw Fu Haitang 20 years ago.