Transmigrated until after the rebirth of the villain president [Entertainment]

The couple suite is exactly as the waiter said, with a large and wide balcony, and a flower and vine swing is placed on the balcony, shaking gently under the sea breeze.

Standing outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the blue sea, and the sun shines on the fine sand, like crystals shining all over the ground.

Ye Churan felt that this room was worth living in.

He stretched himself, and saw Qin Chuan laying things out honestly. He went to take back his suitcase, and said calmly, "Mr. Qin, there is only one bed here."

"Of course there is only one bed in the couple's suite." Qin Chuan raised the corners of his lips slightly, reminding him calmly, "You want to book it, I said I want to book a single room."

"It's my decision." Ye Churan stared at Qin Chuan for a while, then turned around and looked at the blue sea outside the window, with a raised tone, "The scenery here is beautiful, and it's so convenient to see the sea, I like it."

"It's very pretty." Qin Chuan stood behind Ye Churan and followed his gaze, "If you like it, I like it too."

Ye Churan hummed and chirped a few times, and stopped talking.

Qin Chuan asked him again: "Are you afraid to go diving later?"

The sun was too hot, Ye Churan half-closed her eyes, and said with great momentum: "Don't be afraid."

Although he is a landlubber, diving and swimming are not the same thing.

"I'm afraid, can you protect me?" Qin Chuan's voice was very low, but every word and every sound clearly entered Ye Churan's ears.

Ye Churan was stunned, staring at Qin Chuan's face repeatedly, making sure that he didn't see the slightest bit of shame from it.

Absolutely.

Listen, listen, what kind of person must be able to say these words without any grievances?

Too shameless.

Ye Churan was forced to be indifferent, and cursed with a raised face: "Go away, are you a little girl? If you are a little girl, I will protect you."

After all, he couldn't hold back his smile, his eyes were full of light, and he didn't look angry at all.

Qin Chuan followed Ye Churan's words and said, "Then you go and protect the little girl, I won't be jealous."

Ye Churan: "..."

God is so jealous.

Qin Chuan let out a long sigh, his long and narrow eyes curled up, but his tone was resentful: "I'm lying to you, I'm actually very jealous."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly laughed in a low voice: "I'm afraid you will get angry, so I can only force it like this. I'm jealous in my heart, and I can only pretend not to see it on my face."

"Brother, be normal, I'm flustered when you're like this." Ye Churan felt that he might have entered Qiong Yao's grandma's set by mistake, and his goosebumps shook all over the floor.

Day, didn't he just say hello, why did Qin Chuan say that it was like being caught, raped, in bed?

Qin Chuan bent down, leaned forward, and whispered in Ye Churan's ear: "Don't be angry, I will panic when you are angry."

As he spoke, his tone was drawn out, and his warm breath was long, making him look extraordinarily gentle.

"Why don't you book a single room now?" Ye Churan's eyelashes trembled, and she took a step back expressionlessly, "I don't want to live with you, and I won't be angry if I don't see you."

Qin Chuan is a bitch, he talks like he sings, and going around such a big circle makes his mood go up and down, ups and downs, which is called a thrill.

"I sleep on the floor, with a quilt rolled up." Qin Chuan straightened his expression and raised his hands in surrender with the desire to survive. "I'd better sleep on the balcony outside, so you can't see me when you sleep at night."

Ye Churan turned his face slightly, and the corner of his eyes fell on Qin Chuan: "When the wind blows on the balcony at night, aren't you cold?"

"Cold." Qin Chuan said as if he didn't care, "I asked for the cold. I wake up after blowing the air."

His voice was not high, with a bit of an indistinct appeal for peace, so soft that it would be blown away by the wind.

"Your ideological awareness is quite high." Ye Churan was speechless for a moment.

Ye Churan saw that Qin Chuan really began to spread the quilt on the balcony, his eyes wandered endlessly, and finally he just pretended not to see it, and sat on the flower vine swing to watch the scenery.

The swing suddenly moved.

A hand rested on Ye Churan's shoulder.

Spread out the palm of your hand, and the white lotion paints a few small hearts on your fingertips.

There are three waves drawn in the palm, and one can only realize that it is a simple smiling face when one looks carefully.

"I sleep on the balcony. If you can't see me, don't be angry." Qin Chuan bent his fingers, and his white smiling face moved accordingly, grinning silly, surrounded by little hearts on his fingertips.

It looks a little ugly.

Qin Chuan's drawing skills have always been poor.

Ye Churan asked: "What did you paint?"

"Answer me first." Qin Chuan asked repeatedly, "I sleep outside, so you won't be angry."

The pattern on the hand has gradually disintegrated, blurred into a ball, and the original shape cannot be seen clearly.

Qin Chuan wiped off the pasted pattern, pointed the mouth of the sunscreen bottle at his fingers, and reapplied a few small hearts.

After painting, he held up his finger and waved it in front of Ye Churan's eyes a few times.

"Don't be angry, please, I won't do this kind of thing again." Qin Chuan rubbed the little love in his hands away at once, with a little humble disappointment on his face, "Once you get angry, I won't Know what to do."

Qin Chuan's honest appearance of admitting his mistake is very much like the Erha after getting into trouble, he can't help thinking about it while being cautious.

Ye Churan really couldn't get angry, she couldn't even squeeze out the black face, and she wanted to laugh the next second.

It was as if the heart had been touched lightly and gently, it was a very comfortable touch, with a slight itchiness, it penetrated numbly into the bone.

He was desperate to take the soft and not the hard, and seeing Qin Chuan being so subdued and petty, he couldn't stand up and stab him anymore.

Qin Chuan saw Ye Churan's expression in his eyes, and his mood brightened up a little bit.

He didn't continue to ask the bottom line, but answered Ye Churan's previous question: "I'm wearing sunscreen."

Ye Churan was startled: "Sunscreen?"

Qin Chuan was actually like a primary school student, holding sunscreen and drawing stick figures on his hands.

Why is this person so naive.

Qin Chuan raised his eyelids, as if he was reprimanding Ye Churan for making a fuss: "The director reminded us to protect ourselves from the sun, the ultraviolet rays on the island are too strong, and we are afraid of sunburn."

Feelings are what the director asked you to paint on your hands with sunscreen.

Ye Churan kept slandering in her heart, with a bit of hesitation on her face: "Sun drying is actually fine, I'm too lazy to paint it on."

"You'll know it's hard after you've sunburned and peeled off." Qin Chuan put his palm on Ye Churan's cheek and rubbed it gently, "Can you stop being so rough."

"You paint it for me, and I didn't ask you to paint it." Ye Churan was a little itchy from being rubbed by Qin Chuan, and the temperature of the place where the skin touched suddenly increased, and he whispered, "It's okay to be rough, it's really troublesome to pay so much attention to it." .”

When the fingerprints are rubbed, there is a fine grainy feeling.

The sea breeze is salty, adding a bit of imperceptible ambiguity to the haze.

Ye Churan's eyelashes trembled, unconsciously moving a few times, Qin Chuan pinched the tip of his nose: "Like a monkey, restless."

Ye Churan instantly turned into a hedgehog: "What kind of monkey, show some respect to your brother."

"Oh." Qin Chuan spread his hands, "Brother, I was wrong."

"Hurry up, don't dawdle." Ye Churan raised her chin and rubbed it against Qin Chuan's hand.

He leaned against Qin Chuan, found a comfortable position, half-closed his eyes, looked lazy, and his voice was vague, full of laziness: "Be careful, I will punch you hard."

Qin Chuan: "Yo, that's amazing, you still want to do me?"

Ye Churan: "...you heard wrong."

There is a huge difference between Ganfanyou and Gan.you.

"When did you fail?" Qin Chuan bent his finger, and tapped Ye Churan's head lightly, "Whoever has the guts to bring you down, I'll go to him to settle the score."

"What kind of account..." Ye Churan was stuck, her heart was beating, and she forced herself to stare at Qin Chuan and ask the crime, "I don't know why."

Although he had a straight face, there was no confidence in his voice, and his bluff was obvious.

Seeing his appearance, Qin Chuan curled his lips, with an obvious smile: "Of course I didn't learn badly, it's because I didn't teach well."

Ye Churan was still unconvinced, so he mustered up his momentum and forced him loudly: "Is there still a need to teach this kind of thing? I can show you a demonstration right now."

Qin Chuan squeezed Ye Churan's elbow: "Stop making noise, reach out."

"You have to paint on your hands too." Ye Churan lowered her head and glanced at his arms, arms, wrists, which were thin, tender, and fair, and the sun shone down, revealing the light. At first glance, it looked like Buttercup.

Qin Chuan asked with a half-smile, "Otherwise?"

"That's all right, you just paint it on." Ye Churan muttered a few words, and said with some regret, "Don't paint it all, you leave some space for me, it's masculine only when it's tanned."

"Leave some space." Qin Chuan felt like laughing, then restrained his expression and said seriously: "I'll leave a few slits for you to expose to the sun on the island for a few days, and the sun will turn into black and white stripes. From a distance, it looks like tattooed piano scores. You are the most well-known big brother in the whole show."

As Qin Chuan spoke, he casually drew a few earthy poses that tattoo guys in society often do. The flamboyance of his teeth and claws was in stark contrast to his usual calm demeanor, which was terribly funny.

Ye Churan appreciated Qin Chuan's passionate performance, and couldn't bear to hold back his laughter.

Sensing the smile and connivance in Qin Chuan's eyes, Ye Churan suddenly realized that Qin Chuan was teasing him, and said angrily, "How dare you!"

He snatched the small bottle of sunscreen from Qin Chuan's hand, and drew three stripes on each of Qin Chuan's left and right cheeks.

The sunscreen lotion smudged and gradually spread into a large piece of milky white.

"This cat is confused, it's really ugly." Ye Churan spread sunscreen all over the place, and the prank succeeded, he was very proud, seeing Qin Chuan's calm face, he felt a little boring.

Anyhow, give some reaction.

Ye Churan's cheeks puffed up, and he pinched Qin Chuan's cheeks a few times, reminding him of revenge: "You drew three stripes on my face with a water-based pen while I was asleep, remember?"

Qin Chuan nodded: "I remember, it's very cute."

Ye Churan: "...Your uncle is cute, I don't want to hear this word."

"What do you want to hear, brother?" Qin Chuan listened sideways, his eyes burning, and asked earnestly, "I will say what you want to hear."

Ye Churan: "Are you a parrot?"

Qin Chuan: "Brother wants me to be a parrot, so I am a parrot."

"Stop, stop, stop, it's not over, you're addicted to drama." Ye Churan twitched the corner of his mouth and asked, "Let this reporter interview you, what do you think now?"

Qin Chuan bent his fingertips and touched Ye Churan's collarbone, staring straight at the line.

He is thin and slender, full of vigor, and does not look weak. His collarbone is flat and straight, which is a standard right-angled shoulder.

He whispered softly: "You pull down the collar a little, that's my only thought now."

Ye Churan was terrified: "Fuck?!"

In broad daylight, the world is clear, big brother, what do you want to do!

"Pull the collar down a little to make it easier to apply sunscreen." Qin Chuan smiled softly, and explained softly, "I have applied it on my face and wrists, and I need to apply it on my neck as well."

Different from his flat tone, his gaze fell on Ye Churan as if it were real, even with a scalding temperature.

Ye Churan agreed when he heard it, and he proposed to discuss: "Then, I can come to other places by myself."

Qin Chuan: "You can't see it."

Ye Churan immediately said: "I'm going to find a mirror, there is a full-length mirror in front of me."

Qin Chuan: "You can't reach it."

Ye Churan jumped a few times: "I can reach it, my hands are very long!"

The end of Qin Chuan's eyes curled up a little, and he urged unhurriedly: "It's just putting on sunscreen."

He softened his tone and whispered: "What are you afraid of, I move very lightly, and I won't hurt you."

Ye Churan: "..."

Fuck, this is even weirder.

It's just a matter of applying sunscreen, there's no way he'll be scared.

He just looked at Qin Chuanlang to see what flowers he could come up with.

Ye Churan pulled down the collar of his shirt a little, pressed the collar with his palm, and asked bravely, "Is this okay?"

"Well, let's go down a little bit." Qin Chuan's voice was low and hoarse, "Go down a little bit."

"How can this go down..." Ye Churan then moved his hand down again, biting his lower lip uncomfortably, "It's better to take it off completely, as a man, it's more normal for me to be shirtless. .”