Joy from the sky: Hundreds of millions of emperors and young masters have double treasures

The sun shines on the sea, phosphorescent like broken gold.

The warm sea washes against the fine white sand, which feels cool and delicate to the touch.

Lin Yue took Xiaoroubao's toys, a small shovel, an excavator, and a swimming ring, and ran around on the beach with Xiaoroubao.

Mo Zhiyan wore a swimsuit, outlining a supermodel-like figure, and his hair was no longer as meticulous as before, and was blown by the sea breeze to create a messy beauty.

Little Roubao Pidiandian built a sand castle with an excavator, and Lin Yue sat on the side, looking at him with a smile.

After a busy day, Mo Zhiyan spent a long time on the plane, then stretched his body, did some warm-up, and jumped into the sea to swim.

Lin Yue looked at his vigorous figure, his movements full of beauty, ups and downs, and after a while, only a small black spot remained.

The warm sea water spread over the feet and receded, like the caress of clouds, extremely gentle.

Lin Yue was suddenly eager to try.

It seems like a long time since the last time I went swimming.

Such a beautiful sea view, such clean and warm sea water, I really want to try it!

Mo Zhiyan came back after swimming around, went under the umbrella and took a thin blanket and draped it casually on his body.

He took two glasses of juice and walked to Lin Yue and Xiaoroubao, handed them over, and said softly, "Do you want to take a rest? I will accompany Xiaoroubao."

Xiaoroubao is concentrating on building a sandcastle, and it is already in shape, and it is beginning to take shape.

Lin Yue took the juice and thanked with a smile: "I'm fine, I'm not very tired."

The two accompanied Xiaoroubao to concentrate on building sand castles. Under the dim sunset, they seemed like a warm family of three.

After the little meat buns were piled up in the castle, it was already dusk, and the clouds in the sky were also dyed with a layer of misty night.

When they returned to the villa, they saw Mo Zhijing playing games alone in the living room, bored.

The kitchen was in full swing, and the chef and assistants were busy preparing dinner.

Lin Yue asked puzzledly, "Where's Tang Yuan?"

Mo Zhijing wrinkled her nose and said casually, "I'm sleeping."

Suddenly remembered something, Mo Zhiyan stopped the game in his hand, and asked: "Sister Yueyue, is Tang Yuan in a special period? I feel that his temper has been particularly irritable these two days!"

Lin Yue laughed out loud, and flicked his brains over, admonishing him: "Just being irritable to you, our Tang Tang is super gentle!"

Mo Zhijing continued to play the game in grief and indignation, giving away heads as usual.

At dinner time, Lin Yue woke up Tang Yuan who was sleeping drowsily and came down to eat.

Tang Yuan was still groggy, but he became much more energetic after having a full meal.

In the evening, Xiaoroubao washed and went to bed early.

Lin Yue couldn't sleep, so he asked Tang Yuan out to chat.

This place is strange, quiet and beautiful, and the scattered yellow lights in the manor cast a layer of warm color on the whole manor.

The only sound in the air was the rustling of insects and the rustle of the wind blowing through the trees.

It was rare for Lin Yue and Tang Yuan to have such a leisurely time. They chatted a lot without realizing it, and even bottomed out a bottle of red wine.

The faces of the two of them were also stained with a smudged blush.

After sending Tang Yuan back, Lin Yue walked back slowly with peace of mind.

Lin Yue felt a little thirsty, so he went to the kitchen to pour water, turned around and saw that Mo Zhiyan had also come to the living room, and asked with a smile, "Why did you come down?"

Mo Zhiyan smelled alcohol, frowned, and said, "I'm a little thirsty, have you been drinking?"

Lin Yue took a sip of the lemonade, tilted his head, seemed to be thinking, then smiled and said: "I'm in a good mood, I'll drink a little, it's okay."

Under the dim light, Lin Yue's face was red, his eyes were bright, and Mo Zhiyan's heart suddenly missed a beat.

Almost subconsciously, he took Lin Yue's cup and drank half of it, but he seemed to be thirstier.

Lin Yue looked at the suddenly empty hand and frowned slightly, but he was not angry, and the corners of his mouth still maintained a curved arc.

Everything here is so beautiful, and there is beauty everywhere, so I can't get angry at all.

But he didn't know that in Mo Zhiyan's eyes, this dazed and cute little figure had an irresistible allure.

By coincidence, Mo Zhiyan kissed those bright eyes.

Caught off guard, feeling the warm lips that suddenly stuck to his eyes, Lin Yue suddenly woke up most of his wine!

Mo Zhiyan, who realized what he was doing, was also frightened by his actions. Seeing Lin Yue's shocked and dilated pupils, Mo Zhiyan coughed lightly, stuffed the cup into Lin Yue's hand, turned around and left, leaving a sentence A hasty "sorry".

Lin Yue was still frozen in place, watching Mo Zhiyan fleeing in a hurry, his mind was completely blank, and he didn't even realize what happened just now.

If the sudden confession before made Lin Yue feel inexplicable, then the kiss this time made her even more puzzled by Monk Zhang Er.

Could it be that Mo Zhiyan really fell in love with her?

Or because the moonlight tonight is too gentle, so impromptu?
Lin Yue's brain was like a paste after a few turns, mixed with the drunkenness and drowsiness that turned up, it was even more drowsy.

Lin Yue drank a few sips of water in the glass in a daze, and went upstairs in a nonchalant way, hugging Xiao Roubao, who was sleeping soundly, and fell into a deep sleep after a while.

Mo Zhiyan was worried about her reaction, and listened to the movement outside the door. He didn't expect Lin Yue to go back to sleep as if nothing had happened after a while.

Mo Zhiyan thoughtfully closed the door for them, not knowing whether it was happiness or worry.

Early the next morning, Lin Yue woke up naturally after sleeping, feeling refreshed.

Sure enough, the red wine here is very good, and I won't have a splitting headache after waking up.

After washing with Xiaoroubao, he opened the door and saw that Mo Zhiyan had also packed up. Their eyes met, and Mo Zhiyan said "Morning", but his probing eyes turned towards Lin Yue.

The little meat bun jumped happily into Papa's arms, was picked up by Papa, and walked downstairs as if.

Lin Yue was puzzled by his probing eyes, and suddenly a white light burst in his mind: Did he kiss himself last night? !

Lin Yue held his forehead, and seriously recalled what happened yesterday, vaguely as if there was such a thing.

Lin Yue was not so sure, feeling inexplicably guilty.

After going downstairs to peek at Mo Zhiyan's indifferent face, Lin Yue felt more and more that he might have confused reality and illusion.

Then he spurned his insignificance in his heart.

After sitting down for a while, Tang Yuan walked over listlessly with dark circles under his eyes.

Lin Yue was puzzled, and Tang Yuan said sadly that he seemed to be a little sleepy, and the sudden environment changed so much that he fell asleep after counting the sheep in the middle of the night.

While speaking, he heard Mo Zhijing's cheerful whistle, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

When Tang Yuan saw Mo Zhijing's chicken coop, he frowned and said, "Don't you even comb your hair when you get up?"

Mo Zhijing remembered that he seemed to have forgotten about it, leaned on the sofa, and stroked his hair.

He smiled casually: "My hair has its own ideas. Just like your dark circles, it has the freedom to bubble."

Tang Yuan cast a full-score supercilious look, and turned his head away.