sweet peach [entertainment circle]

The dinner was at a music festival party. The atmosphere was very lively. Men and women released their stress with the explosive music. Han Muzhao thought it was good at first, but later he felt a little noisy. He sat at the dining table and drank beer while watching The people around were laughing and joking.

Quan Zhilong held a bottle of beer in his hand, and stood in the crowd swaying with the music, feeling extremely excited. After taking a sip of wine, he looked around for Han Muzhao, and saw her sitting at the dining table alone, holding a Mobile phone, with a smile on the corner of the mouth, I don't know what I'm looking at.

Quan Zhilong turned around and left the dance floor directly, dragged a stool to sit beside Han Muzhao, and leaned into her ear, Han Muzhao who was close could smell the faint smell of alcohol in his mouth: "Why don't you go play?"

Han Muzhao looked up at him, stepped back and said loudly, "It's so noisy! I don't like it!"

Quan Zhilong drank the last sip of beer and put the bottle aside: "Then take you back to the hotel? The weather is fine now, and you can go back while walking along the seaside."

Han Muzhao also put away his mobile phone and thought for a while: "Is it just the two of us?"

Quan Zhilong raised his eyebrows: "Otherwise? You didn't see everyone having fun."

Han Muzhao glanced at it, he was not just having fun, he had almost forgotten himself.

It was a bit too disappointing for the two of them to leave, she shook her head: "Forget it, everyone is so happy."

Quan Zhilong stood up directly and went to talk to the manager. The manager came back with him, raised his index finger and knocked on the table: "Send you back first, we are coming out."

Only then did Han Muzhao stand up and leave with Quan Zhilong and his manager.

The broker kept a safe distance behind.Han Muzhao and Quan Zhilong walked in front, walking slowly along the sidewalk by the sea.

The night in Cuba is also very lively. The lights on the seaside road emit warm yellow, and the shadows of the two are dragged long. The sound of waves not far away beats the beach, and the night sky is full of stars. Zhilong said directly: "I'll take pictures for you."

He took out his mobile phone, let Han Muzhao lean on the stone-built coastal isolation line, raised one hand up to say "yeah", and then said: "Laugh, the happier you laugh, the better!"

After finishing speaking, he squatted down and took a photo of Han Muzhao's happy smile and the beautiful night sky.

Han Muzhao liked it very much.

This photo was taken so beautifully that she was satisfied when she looked left and right: "Brother is coming too, I'll take a photo for you! Just take a side view!"

After taking the photo, the two continued to walk along the beach, and the alcohol was blown away a lot. The noise of the noisy music festival behind them gradually faded away, and the surrounding gradually became quiet.

Han Muzhao and Quan Zhilong didn't say anything along the way, they just concentrated on walking. When they were about to arrive at the hotel, Quan Zhilong asked, "I rented a yacht to go out to sea tomorrow, do you want to go?"

Han Muzhao thought for a while: "Is sister Jon going?"

"She's going too." Quan Zhilong said helplessly, "I won't call you if she doesn't go, and you'll feel uncomfortable even if you're a man."

Only then did Han Muzhao agree, and Quan Zhilong sent her to the door of the hotel: "Tomorrow at ten o'clock in the morning, I will knock on the door to call you, have you brought your swimsuit?"

Han Muzhao nodded, hesitated for a moment and said: brother, drink less. "

Quan Zhilong chuckled: "Okay, I see. You go to bed earlier."

Only then did Han Muzhao close the door of his room.

She didn't rush to wash up, but was entangled in thinking: Which swimsuit is better to wear tomorrow?

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When Quan Zhilong came to call Han Muzhao, she had just put on another layer of sunscreen, and she was wearing a black one-piece swimsuit with a mesh design on the waist, abdomen, and a loose black short-sleeved jacket. And denim shorts, a pair of slippers, and a sun hat with a large brim, and set off to the pier together.

When it was time, Han Muzhao realized that she seemed to be tricked by Quan Zhilong again.

Because they rented three yachts, one belonged to Jon and her boyfriend, one belonged to Quan Zhilong's friends, and the remaining one belonged to the two of them.

Before Han Muzhao could react, he saw that those people had already boarded the other two yachts, and Quan Zhilong's manager said in a low voice, "I wish you two a wonderful day! Let's go!"

Han Muzhao: "..."

She is already helpless.

Quan Zhilong was wearing a white vest and floral shorts, lazily boarded the yacht, turned around and waved to her: "Let's go!"

Han Muzhao already regretted agreeing to travel together in Cuba. Quan Zhilong's routine has several layers more than a thousand-layer cake, and he has no defense at all.

She had no choice but to board this medium-sized yacht with Quan Zhilong, and when she saw Quan Zhilong walk into the cab, she followed in and asked in surprise, "Is your brother driving?"

"That's right." Quan Zhilong put on a posture: "Trust me, don't worry."

The yacht slowly sailed out of the harbor and headed for the sea. Han Muzhao looked at Quan Zhilong's side face, and felt that he was so handsome at this moment.

But of course she would not say it, but walked to the deck and looked at the blue sky that seemed to be connected to the sea in the distance. The sea breeze blew her long hair, she closed her eyes, and took a deep breath of the salty air , and then walked to the cabin.

The cabin is not too big, there is a circle of seats inside, a table in the middle, and two portable refrigerators under it. Han Muzhao sat on the sofa, turned on the air conditioner, and took out his mobile phone to take pictures.

The yacht stopped at the junction of the shallow sea and the deep sea. Quan Zhilong entered the cabin and sat opposite Han Muzhao. He took out a bottle of red wine from the small refrigerator and opened it. Then he got up and went to the wine cabinet to get two red wine glasses for himself. He poured a glass with Han Muzhao, and then said: "Would you like to swim later?"

Han Muzhao stood up and knelt on the sofa and looked out the window: "Are you swimming here? There won't be any sharks or anything?"

Quan Zhilong stood up, stood behind Han Muzhao, and raised his hands to support her body. The distance between the two of them was very close at this time. The movement of Han Muzhao kneeling on the sofa made her lean like a bird. It's the same in Quan Zhilong's arms.

Quan Zhilong said: "It's okay, there is a protection net here, and even large animals can't get through."

Han Muzhao was startled when he heard the voice next to his ear and saw the hands propped on both sides. Turning around, he saw Quan Zhilong's face right in front of her eyes. The distance between the two was so close that she could see Quan Zhilong's eyelashes Degree.

She dodged backwards, and Quan Zhilong raised his eyebrows and chuckled, retracted his arms and stood up straight: "How about it? Do you want to play in the water? There is a lifebuoy, and the sun is not strong at this time, so you can have a good time." .”

Han Muzhao nodded in response, Quan Zhilong turned and walked out: "I'll wait for you outside, come out after you change your clothes."

After the door was closed, Han Muzhao reached out and patted his already hot cheeks lightly, Quan Zhilong was really good at flirting.

The two of them played in the water with their swimming rings in their arms, and both felt a little hungry. After landing on the shore, Quan Zhilong played with the fishing rod on the yacht with great interest, saying that he would do it himself to get enough food and clothing, but he refused to go back to the shore.

Han Muzhao also let him go.

Quan Zhilong was fishing outside, so she checked what was in the refrigerator in the kitchen in the cabin, and unexpectedly found that there were supplementary food ingredients in it, such as lemons and other things that can be used to remove fishy and refreshing.

In the end, he did catch a few sea fish, but it was already past one o'clock at noon, and Han Muzhao was so hungry that he was almost exhausted.

Quan Zhilong doesn't know how to kill fish yet, so he can't help him with anything.

Han Muzhao sighed, and drove away Quan Zhilong who was in the way and was not helping him. He handled the fish neatly by himself, made some simple pickling, and then put it in the oven to bake.

Quan Zhilong was half lying on the sofa lazily, holding a mobile phone to secretly take pictures of Han Muzhao's back cooking. She had put on her black short sleeves and shorts again, and the end of her long hair was still a little wet due to going into the sea. Yes, this kind of black loose short sleeves makes her look thinner.

The few videos that Quan Zhilong secretly shot were put on the limited-time feed of his ins account.

His trumpet friends were all annoyed, and among them a few members reacted the most.

Victory even thought that the two were already together.

While making noise in the BB chat room, Quan Zhilong said leisurely: still chasing.

victory:……?

Victory: Brother?Are you so bad now?

Quan Zhilong: Li Shengli, do you know that men can't say no?Is that how you talk to brother?

Victory: ...Sorry brother, I was wrong.

Sun: Let's have dinner together another day.

Quan Zhilong: Good.

At this time, the smell of grilled fish has permeated the entire cabin, and Quan Zhilong was also hungry, so he stood up and walked to Han Muzhao: "Is it almost ready?"

Han Muzhao nodded: "It's almost there."

She took out the anti-scalding gloves, took out the golden and fragrant grilled fish from the oven, squeezed lemon juice on it, and put it on the table in the middle: "You can eat it!"

Quan Zhilong directly picked up one and ate it, which can be said to be without image.

Han Muzhao did not put a drop of oil in this grilled fish. The fat is secreted by the fish skin after high-temperature roasting. The outside is crispy, and the inside is soft and tasty. She didn't use any seasoning, which is the most original fresh and sweet taste of fresh sea fish. The fishy and greasy lemon juice, the five small sea fish let the two of them eat cleanly, Quan Zhilong was even a little bit unsatisfied.

He sat in the stern of the boat and went fishing again.

When Quan Zhilong came back with the fish, Han Muzhao was lying on his side on the sofa and fell asleep, the phone was still in his hand, his mouth was slightly open, he didn't know what he dreamed about, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Quan Zhilong gently put the fish on the kitchen floor, not wanting to wake up Han Muzhao, so he sat on the opposite sofa and watched his mobile phone without making any sound.

Finally, the agent who returned to the pier sent him a message, and he stood up, half-kneeling in front of Han Muzhao, and patted her shoulder lightly: "Wake up, Mumu, we are going back to the pier."

Han Muzhao was a little angry all the time. After being woken up suddenly, he immediately had an attack. Without opening his eyes, he waved his hand and said impatiently, "Little Pudding, go away! Go play by yourself! Don't disturb me!"

Quan Zhilong: ... His status is not as high as a dog?