The little fairy who is about to wear a baby is pregnant again

Ruan Ruan hummed, took five brand new hundred-yuan bills, found a beach chair and lay down comfortably.

Wen Wen held the smoothie and gave her a thumbs up, "Good, this trick is really good."

"Thanks to that stall, I had good luck today."

Ruan Ruan rolled the money into a fan shape and fanned himself leisurely. Such a sullen look made the director feel so angry that his stomach ached, but made the audience in the live broadcast room burst into laughter.

"Hey, where is Qi Zihao?"

The intermission was half an hour. Ruan Ruan glanced at it and found that someone had slowly walked away for some distance.

"I think I went to the bathroom."

"Why don't we go sit there? The scenery over there is better and the beach is more delicate." Ruan Ruan pointed to the beach chairs on the seaside.

Wen Wen held the straw in her mouth and raised her arm, "No, no, no, I'm afraid of the sun. I'll be fine just here."

Ruan Ruan stopped insisting, gave her the umbrella, and simply lay down on a beach chair not far away.

Anyway, she has the blessing of the system, so she is not afraid of being exposed to the sun and cannot get a tan.

The sun was shining brightly, and after lying there for a while, she felt so comfortable that she almost dozed off.

While he was dazed, a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

Ruan Ruan opened her eyes and found that it was Xu Yue, but the way he looked at her was a little strange, as if he was looking at her with respect mixed with embarrassment.

"Sister-in-law, um, Sister Ruan, I just bought an extra glass of juice over there. You can take it and drink it."

Without waiting for her to react, Xu Yue ran away without saying a word.

Ruan Ruan looked in the direction of his finger, which was the unmanned stall, but the stall owner was still missing.

Doubts arose in her mind, and she was surprised. She had clearly bought out all of them, could it be a new one?

It is sour and sweet in the mouth, and the cold taste instantly dissipates the heat in the throat.

Ruan Ruan's comfortable and leisurely appearance was in sharp contrast to the guests who were playing volleyball.

The boys looked at her frequently and had no intention of competing.

The director was so angry that he was itching his teeth. Where was the promised punishment?

Why does she seem to be enjoying it more than everyone else!

But there's nothing we can do about it. The program rules didn't mention it, so we can't stop others from basking in the sun, right?

Seeing that the comments in the live broadcast room were getting more and more biased, the director quickly withdrew the live broadcast footage given to her and hinted that the camera assistant was following him.

Ruan Ruan looked at the slightly embarrassed boy next to him and said casually: "It's okay, please sit down. It's very sunny outside the umbrella."

"Oh, okay, thank you, Teacher Ruan."

Seeing Ruan Ruan looking at the small video recorder in his hand, he explained at a loss: "This is to shoot some behind-the-scenes, and later on, we will make a collection."

Ruan Ruan's eyes were slightly raised under his sunglasses. Why did he mean that there was no silver in this place?

Seeing that she was silent, the assistant held the machine nervously and said nothing.

Suddenly, the roar of the engine and the sound of surging water gradually became clearer.

The white yacht sailed on the sea, its smooth lines gleaming in the sun, and layers of waves swayed around the hull, like a smart skirt spreading over the blue waves.

A tall figure stepped on a surfboard and followed behind.

The man's upper body is naked, his long legs are in excellent proportions, his knees are slightly bent to maintain balance, and his gliding posture is leisurely and casual. From a distance, it can be seen that his movements are smooth and clean, his shoulders are broad, and his obvious muscle lines show his hormones that cannot be ignored.

Gradually, the yacht moved away from the field of vision, then turned around flexibly and continued sailing in the sea in front of Ruan Ruan.

The assistant’s video recorder honestly recorded this beautiful seaside scene.

Ruan Ruan took off his glasses and looked at the man who looked like a peacock spreading its tail, with the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

She took a mouthful of the cold juice and saw the man slowly walking over with a surfboard in his arms.

Ye Tinglan's wet hair was pushed back to the back of her head, revealing her plump forehead, a straight nose wearing sunglasses, and a playful smile on her lips:

"Miss, could you please add your contact information?"

The assistant on the side has been stunned for a long time. What kind of operation is this?

Ruan Ruan couldn't help but hold his forehead, but still cooperated and said: "Sorry, I didn't bring my mobile phone."

The man continued to extend his hand and invited: "Well, I wonder if it would be an honor to invite you to surf together."

Ruan Ruan waved his hand and motioned for him to leave quickly, "I won't."

However, Ye Tinglan grabbed her wrist and pulled her up forcefully.

He smiled wantonly, like a child deliberately causing trouble, "I called you."

"Hey, we're recording a show!" The camera assistant stood up with a swish of a sound, in a dilemma as to what to do.

After receiving the director's fierce look, he had no choice but to chase after him. After all, it was a step slower. With the roar of the engine, only circles of white waves were left lapping at the feet.

Ye Tinglan took Ruan Ruan and stood on the deck of the yacht and waved to her casually.

Ruan Ruan broke away his hand and scolded: "You are too public. If word spreads, it will be said that I am being kept by an unknown person."

The man's lips twitched slightly, and his tone was not serious, "If you are willing, I would be happy to do so."

"Oh~" Ruan Ruan held her face, her eyes wandering on his smooth muscles, and said in a leisurely tone: "Let me see your sincerity."

Ye Tinglan chuckled and took the initiative to grab her little hand and put it on her abdominal muscles.

Ruan Ruan curled his eyes and touched it all over without politeness. The standard eight-pack abs were even on the waist.

"how?"

"Well, it's a bit awkward."

After finishing her words, Ruan Ru felt the muscles under her palms tense for a moment, and then she pointed the position of the mermaid line with her fingertips, "What's the matter, cold?"

The man's eyes were heavy, glued to her body as if they were real, like a dangerous beast for hunting, and his eyes were full of desire.

Surrounded by the boundless sea, she seemed to be locked in, with no way to escape.

Ruan Ruan was burned by his eyes, her fingertips curled up with a hint of regret, her eyes dodge to change the topic:

"You're not trying to teach me how to surf...ah!"

The man grabbed her waist forcefully, took out the towel on the side and wrapped her into a silkworm baby. He held her in his arms domineeringly, and whispered in his ear in an urgent and hoarse tone, "Don't move!"

Ruan Ruan felt the strangeness. Although she didn't want to stimulate him any more, her chest was so painful that she couldn't help but break away slightly.

"If you don't want to regret it, don't recruit me!"

Every word the man spoke sounded like he was gritting his teeth.

Ruan weakly said: "It hurts."

Ye Tinglan relaxed, but still held her in an irresistible posture.

Ruan Ruan had no choice but to let him hold him obediently, but after waiting for a long time, she could no longer feel the strangeness, and the man didn't let go of his hand.

Her legs were sore from standing, so she had to discuss tentatively: "How about you let me go first, isn't it already..."

Well, it had subsided, but she didn't dare to say the next words.

The man's eyes were red, and he mocked with anger: "It's only been a few minutes, who are you looking down on!"