The love rival in the entertainment industry always wants to attack me

The hotel manager looked at the things in Tu Yan's hand for a moment, then smiled and said, "So you mean this. Let me explain to you, because the room you booked is a honeymoon suite, so this confession card and condoms are both It's standard."

Tu Yan: "..."

The managers apologized: "I'm really sorry, I've been too busy during this time, I forgot to explain your special situation to the front desk, it's our negligence in work. Our hotel will give you a small gift when you leave the store You and your friends, I apologize."

Tu Yan was not at all interested in the small gifts prepared by this hotel with a worrying aesthetic level, he asked feebly: "I just want to know why you arranged a honeymoon suite for me."

Manager: "Because our hotel really has no other rooms to arrange. Speaking of which, your brother and sister-in-law used to live in this one. If you hadn't called in person, I really wouldn't dare to book it."

Tu Yan was speechless, so he waved his hand feebly to let the manager go.He always felt that something was wrong, but he really wanted to say it but he didn't know how to start it.

Well, if I insist on describing it, it has a weird feeling of setting a flag.

The manager who had gone out for two steps turned back before Tu Yan closed the door: "I'm sorry, Er Shao, there is still a tube of lubricant hidden in the dining car, why don't I take it away for you?"

Tu Yan was obviously choked, and then growled: "Why does your hotel still provide that kind of thing!"

The manager hurriedly took out a bottle of lubricant from a corner of the dining car, and before Tu Yan got angry, he explained with a sneer, "Genders are equal."

Tu Yan: "..."

The manager ran away.

However, the delicious lunch quickly covered the unpleasant little oolong before the meal. It can be seen that although the taste of this hotel is not very good, the standard of the chef is first-class.

After Tu Yan had a hearty meal, the tiredness of the journey was swept away, and he took Wen Li to the beach to bask in the sun.Although Wen Li was a little sleepy, he also wanted to see the scenery of Coconut Island, so the two hit it off, changed into beach pants, and went downstairs to the hotel's beach with flip flops.

Wen Li hugged a huge coconut and lay comfortably on the beach chair, watching Tu Yan trying to build a "sand sculpture" with sand that he didn't know what it was.Coconut Island deserves to be called Coconut Island. The coconut juice is sweet and delicious. I don’t know how many times it tastes better than those coconuts in City B that are said to be "imported from country M".He even began to plan to go to the kitchen to borrow a knife later, cut out the coconut meat and make a cold dish, it must be delicious.

"Pass me my coconut, I'm dying of thirst." Tu Yan raised his hand to wipe the sweat, but didn't pay attention to rubbing the sand on his face.

Seeing his funny look, Wen Li couldn't help laughing.

Tu Yan narrowed her eyes dangerously, and suddenly raised a handful of sand, covering Wenli's head and face.The sand fell slowly, revealing Wenli's dumbfounded face, this time Tu Yan smiled triumphantly: "Now you still have the nerve to laugh at me?"

The two quickly huddled together on the beach.

In the end, each of the two rolled in the sand, and they were too embarrassed to lean on other people's deck chairs, so they simply sat down on the beach.Tu Yan turned over on the spot, and continued to pile up his works of art. Wen Li squatted beside him curiously, and asked, "What's in your pile..." He hesitated for a moment, thinking that the "what thing" might be a bit Swallowing back the hurtful words, he changed his mouth and said, "Little house?"

Tu Yan nodded: "Well, the castle."

Wen Li couldn't help but look up and down the box-like "castle", and then looked at the castle piled up by a few children not far away, so he had no choice but to comfort himself that Tu Yan's might be a foundation.

Seeing Tu Yan piled up a steeple on one corner of the square box, he took out his mobile phone in satisfaction: "Okay, I want to post on Weibo."

Wenli: "...don't."

However, it was too late for him to stop, and Tu Yan had already sent it happily.Wen Li raised his forehead, this stupid castle should have a lot of fans, but I don't know if Tu Yan will be hit after reading the comments.

At noon on Coconut Island, the sun was very strong. Wen Li felt his naked back was burning hot and painful just after leaving the shelter of the parasol for a few minutes.He hurriedly asked Tu Yan, "Have you put on sunscreen?"

Tu Yan shook his head.

Wenli: "The sun by the sea is a bit poisonous, let me put on sunscreen for you."

Tu Yan waved his hand nonchalantly, and said proudly: "No, for a man playing at the beach, sunburn is a medal. What's the point of this? I used to come to Coconut Island, and every time I sunburned off a layer of skin."

Wen Li was very speechless. He felt that this medal on Tu Yan might not be a man's medal, and it might be more appropriate to call it a stupid medal.He said leisurely: "The recovery is getting slower and slower as you get older. The point is that you have to join the group immediately after you go back. When the time comes, Mr. Zhou may not be too happy to see that you have been hacked for several numbers."

As soon as Zhou Hui was mentioned, Tu Yan suddenly lost his temper. He was stunned, and finally gave in dryly: "Then paint it..."

Wen Li's small bag has everything in it, which is comparable to the four-dimensional pocket of Doraemon.He took out a tube of sunscreen and squeezed a lump on his hand, and said to Tu Yan, "Get down."

Tu Yan's back is fair and smooth, although it claims to be sunburned frequently, but there is no trace of it at all.Tu Yan lay lazily on the warm fine sand, her eyes could not be closed.Wenli's big hands were cruising and rubbing his back, which was so comfortable that it made people want to sleep.

Wen Li felt uncomfortable.Maybe it was because the sun on the beach was so strong that he felt that half of the coconut he had eaten just now was useless at all.His throat was extremely thirsty, and he insisted on some sweet, delicious, and lukewarm liquid to slow down and moisturize.

The sun shines on the sea, sparkling, making people unable to look directly at it, and only by peripheral vision can construct a grotesque world, just like... the KTV box where demons danced wildly that night.The liquid he continued to draw came from that person's soft mouth...

Wen Li was startled, he couldn't control the strength of his hand, and pinched Tu Yan's smooth waistline heavily.Tu Yan made a big fuss and let out an "oops", bringing back the experience of being insane to the real world.Wen Li looked down, and there were two red and spicy fingerprints on Tu Yan's white and tender waist.

Tu Yan was looking at him reproachfully, with sparkling eyes, reflecting a little grievance.

Wen Li felt very sorry, subconsciously stroked a couple of hands to show comfort, and then Tu Yan sat back on her stomach in satisfaction.

But Wen Li couldn't have the same peace of mind as that weakling. He looked at his hand in a place where Tu Yan couldn't see, wanting to cry but without tears.What is he doing, such a disobedient thing, why not chop it up!He poked Tu Yan in a panic: "It's finished, get up quickly, you can take care of the rest."

Tu Yan was served comfortably by him, how can he be willing.He smiled lazily: "Help people to the end, at least you can help me paint the front part."

After hearing this, Wen Li didn't know what to think of, his face was about to burn.

However, Tu Yan had already closed her eyes again, with her feet up on the beach, her calf nimbly hooked Wen Li's ankle, and urged, "Hurry up."

Wen Li was so angry that his teeth itched, but he couldn't think of a reason to refuse, so he could only hold Tu Yan's ankle as if death was at home, and rub the sunscreen from bottom to top.Tu Yan's legs are very beautiful, slender and slender, but not thin. They are wrapped in well-shaped muscles, and they are full of agility and strength.

Wen Li swallowed secretly.

The beautiful lines quietly extend into the loose beach pants, and you can slide your hands in with just a lift of your finger... Wen Li shook his hands, and quickly threw away the bewitching legs: "Okay, get up."

Tu Yan felt that the sunscreen all over her body felt really bad, sticky and greasy.He raised his eyelids, as if he wanted to leave, so he quickly grabbed his hand.

Wen Li was in a daze, and asked absently, "What?"

Tu Yan snorted: "You've pissed me off, now it's my turn?"

Wenli: "No, I, I just paint it myself."

Seeing his secretive look, Tu Yan became even more certain that he wanted to escape.Tu Yan let out a sinister grin, and suddenly threw Wen Li onto the beach, snatching the sunscreen from his hand: "Want to run? I advise you not to waste your efforts!"

Wen Li was pressed on the beach by Tu Yan, almost crying without tears.Tu Yan's service skills are really bad, the sand on his back is messed up, and then put on sunscreen, the taste is almost indescribable.However, the feeling of rough sand and sticky oil seems to have disappeared miraculously in Tu Yan's slightly cool palm.

All the nerves in his body lost consciousness, only the area covered by Tu Yan's hand felt numb and painful as if an electric current was flowing.

Is that the soul trembling?

... But the "soul", how could it be in the lower abdomen?

Wen Li was frustrated to find that his body was undergoing some kind of irresistible changes, completely out of his control.

Maybe it's because he really hasn't relieved for too long, that's why he's so difficult to control.However, he still has to share the bed with Tu Yan for a full six days, and it seems that there is no chance to solve it.

"Hey, Wen Xiaoli, you have a waist." Tu Yan's hand went all the way down, and landed on Wenli's waist, rubbing it gently.

Wen Li couldn't bear it anymore, suddenly turned over and sat up, and grabbed Tu Yan's troubled hand.