The young master stopped being a CEO and started learning how to cook

"Yes, my fiancée often goes on business trips. You know, she is such a young and beautiful professor, and I am really worried about her!" Ji Beixiao said jokingly.

"Oh! Yes!" Hill laughed.

At this time, Wang Mengting was ready. She came out with her bag on her back and appropriately added a thin silk scarf around her waist. It really made people feel more excited!

He was holding a basket of things in his hands, looking like someone who was going to play on the beach.

Hill was wearing beachwear, and it seemed that she could take it off directly on the beach.

Hill smiled and stretched out his hand to support Wang Mengting who was standing in the corridor. He continued, "Then Cloe will go to the beach with me first. You can come find us when the time comes."

Ji Beixiao smiled and answered him: "Okay."

Hill took Wang Mengting's hand and walked down the stairs. Wang Mengting smiled and said to him, "Then we'll go first."

Ji Beixiao smiled and waved to them. Wang Mengting turned around and waved to him. The smile on her face was really great.

Ji Beixiao went back to the room and rested with Xi Yujia for half an hour.

When Wang Mengting got into Hill's passenger seat, she smiled and said, "If I say I can swim a little bit, will you stop wanting to teach me?"

"Don't worry! If I don't take good care of you, your friends will definitely not let me go." Hill said to Wang Mengting with a smile.

"I thought you wanted to take care of me!" Wang Mengting said with a smile.

"Oh! Sorry!" Hill smiled, a little shyly.

He started the car with a smile, looked at Wang Mengting and said with a smile: “I mean, I’m really happy to take good care of you and don’t want you to have any more burdens.”

"Of course, my friends all take great care of me. I was afraid that you agreed to teach me to swim because you were afraid of my friends." Wang Mengting smiled and watched what he said.

"Don't worry, after all, I have already left my friends and come to find you." Hill said with a smile.

This remark also successfully made Wang Mengting laugh.

Wang Mengting must have known this, this person is very determined about his purpose.

When we got to the designated swimming area, we had to notice that there were a lot of Americans traveling here, as well as quite a few students.

There are also students who are organized to come here for fun.

When Wang Zihan saw her ex-boyfriend, who had been kicked out by her less than five hours ago, kissing a female student, she immediately felt that he was playing two-timing.

He angrily took the beach equipment bag from Hill's hand, walked quickly to the man in flip-flops, and hit him on the head with a pendulum.

Then he left, too lazy to ask any more questions, but he still felt angry.

Hill asked Wang Mengting: "Is he your ex-boyfriend?"

"Not now!" Wang Mengting's tone was not very good.

Hill smiled as he looked at Wang Mengting and the face of the man who had just gotten up from the beach in the distance.

"Let me tell you, you should be in a better mood when swimming. We can do a set of warm-up exercises first to prevent leg cramps and loss of strength when swimming." Hill spoke to Wang Mengting with a smile.

It seemed as if he was trying hard to please the person he was about to have a one-night stand with.

"That's what you said." Wang Mengting smiled.

She has a sweet smile, is pretty and has a row of white teeth.

Wang Mengting placed all her equipment on the beach and watched Hill as he began to prepare to set up a rest space for them.

Wang Mengting asked: "Should I stretch before swimming? I don't know how to stretch!"

Hill taught Wang Mengting stretching movements, but Wang Mengting always had some "little tricks" that she couldn't learn.

Hill also indulged her in this little trick. After all, when he fell in love with someone at first sight, he was either attracted by her body or her looks.

Hill personally used his hands to guide Wang Mengting's movements. Wang Mengting has a good figure and is at least a self-disciplined person.