I don't believe the queen can't kill you

Lunch, as Jimu thought, was cooked by Duan Lang.

But it's also funny.In this sea, there are only the two of them on this yacht, and it is impossible for a restaurant chef to cook food or order takeaway out of thin air; the person who prepares the three meals is either he or Duan Lang.

But the reason why Jimu looked dumbfounded was the picture in front of him.

Duan Lang was standing in front of the cooking counter and handling the fish with care.

The knives are sharp, the bones and flesh are distinct, and he maintains a neat and tidy body, which blends with the entire background, which is not at all disobedient. On the contrary, every gesture exudes an attractive force, which makes Ji Mu a little fascinated.

To be honest, it was absolutely impossible for this picture to appear on Duan Lang before, and it did not match his appearance and identity at all.If Ji Mu were to describe the Duan Lang he knew, he should be aloof and would not try to please others, but now he is replaced by seriousness and devotion.

The only constant is that Jimu can see that he is enjoying it.

The pre-work took 10 minutes, and the cooking time was 10 minutes. With the decoration and atmosphere, in less than an hour, two exquisite meals with complete colors, flavors and flavors were presented in front of you.

Duan Lang also opened a bottle of champagne.

After sweating, in this space surrounded by the breath of the ocean, it is really refreshing to enjoy delicious food and sip fine wine.

The process of the two dining was very quiet, only the slight collision of tableware and porcelain plates could be heard.Duan Lang didn't ask Ji Mu how he felt, but half an hour later, the dishes were messed up, which made him very satisfied with his cooking level today.

After lunch, Ji Mu went to wash the dishes according to the bet, while Duan Lang sat on the sofa instead and watched him seriously struggle with the dishes.

"Let's go swimming together later."

Duan Lang still went his own way, arbitrarily deciding on the next activities, but this time Ji Mu directly refused, "No."

"I hate being in the ocean."

Duan Lang's eyes flickered at his words, as if suddenly caught in a thought, his face darkened, but the gaze fixed on him was more determined and hot.

After resting for a while, Duan Lang's interest did not diminish. After changing into his swimming trunks, he jumped into the sea and swam happily; Jimu took a magazine to the upper deck of the yacht, and sat on a deck chair while sunbathing. , using the magazine as a cover to watch his every move.

In fact, the reason why Ji Mu rejected him was right in the direction Duan Lang was thinking just now.

In his previous life, he committed suicide by throwing himself into the sea. For Ji Mu, there was a shadow in his heart.But Ji Mu is not afraid of the sea as Duan Lang thought.

He would reject Duan Lang just because he didn't want to remind himself of the painful emotion that almost tore his entire chest apart before he threw himself into the sea.

In the past four years after his rebirth, if he hadn't relied on continuous self-torture to veto everything in his mind as Song Muyu, it would have been impossible for him to survive this far, and even live in peace with Duan Lang like this.

Jimu thought it would be difficult to be trapped in such a place with no obvious time interval, but this day passed unexpectedly quickly, sitting on the recliner, and unconsciously greeted the sunset and the arrival of the first star.

**

This night, of course, the two had to share the same bed.

Without the intervention of business affairs, environment and time, the pace of work and rest of the two is consistent.One after the other, they washed their bodies, put on comfortable cotton coats and trousers, and went to the bed together, each occupying one side, ready to go to bed.

But the strange thing is that both of them clearly had clear thoughts and cared about each other's existence, but they didn't even say good night to each other, just lying quietly on the bed, each immersed in their own world.

Without light pollution, the night is very quiet and mysterious.Facing Duan Lang without stretching his fingers, Ji Mu's inner ambivalence became more apparent.

In fact, Duan Lang has never wanted him since the sexual intercourse when he was drugged.Usually some intimate contact is there, but further movements and aggression have disappeared.

Ji Mu doesn't doubt that Duan Lang has lost interest in him, because the way Duan Lang looks at him has changed from the hunting interest at the beginning to a deeper and more intense possessiveness.

What makes Ji Mu feel contradictory is that although he is not allowed to continue to invest in Duan Lang, he still has desires for Duan Lang. He wants to kiss him, touch him, and feel the heat of their sex.

If it is really possible to follow what he said and simply regard sex as a physical outlet, then as long as he opens his mouth, Duan Lang will definitely satisfy him, but Ji Mu is very clear that the commotion in his body is not only a desire, but also a sexual desire. There are other factors at play.

Lying on his side with his knees bent, groping for his appearance unscrupulously in the dark, Jimu let go of his mask and just looked at him silently, feeling the peace and harmony of the two being integrated into the space they were in.

It wasn't until he heard his regular breathing and fell asleep next to him without guarding, that Ji Mu slowly closed his eyes.But Duan Lang, who seemed to be asleep at this time, opened his eyes and turned to look at him, just like he did just now.

The world outside the ship is dull and lonely, but there are two equally passionate hearts on this huge and silent bed.

**

The next morning, after breakfast, Duan Lang started the yacht again and started sailing.

The voyage time is relatively long this time, probably more than two hours.The climate is also warm and humid, so Himeki chooses to enjoy the breeze on the terrace and overlook the sea, while Duan Lang prepares for the next trip in the cabin.

When the prototype of an island slowly appeared in the vast blue field of vision, Himeki couldn't hide his excitement.

"Are we going to that island?"

"Well, we have barbecue on the island for lunch, and we'll go shopping after we're full." Duan Lang in the driver's seat evoked a slight smile for his rising tone.

After that, it took about ten minutes of sailing before arriving at the island.

Duan Lang docked the yacht on the naturally formed stone shore, holding a small refrigerator with barbecue ingredients in one hand, and carrying the utensils in the other, leading Himeki into the island.

After shaking on the boat for a day, Ji Mu missed the life on land. Not long after getting off the boat, he took off his shoes, carried them with his hands, and stepped on the beach with bare feet, taking a breath of fresh air with the smell of mud and forest. Air.

"Where is this place?"

"The island I bought."

Ji Mu raised his eyebrows, and did not comment on the behavior of rich people like them, and just admired the scenery around him.

The island that Duan Lang bought looks like an uninhabited island, retaining the appearance of an undeveloped virgin forest and the uncanny workmanship of nature.

The coastline of the sandy terrain is not long, about [-] meters; there is a large lush forest behind their location, but if you look further inside, you can see a mountain wall made of rocks of all sizes.

Duan Lang found a shaded place where things could be placed as a barbecue base, and Duan Lang began to assign work.

"You go to the beach and pick up some long and thin dead wood, and I'll tidy up here before starting the fire."

Without saying a word, Ji Mu returned to the sun again, and followed Duan Lang's instructions, looking for wood suitable for making a fire on the beach.

During this period of time, Duan Lang first set up the barbecue grill, then spread a tablecloth on a relatively flat stone and placed two sets of tableware to simply arrange a dining environment.

"Do you think these are enough?" Ji Mu didn't think it was dirty, and came back with a pile of dead wood.

"enough."

Duan Lang got the materials from him and started to light the fire. In less than 15 minutes, the warm "cracking" sound of burning wood and the charming aroma of food added a lot of excitement to this uninhabited island.

"You can take whatever you want to eat."

Duan Lang prepared a lot of ingredients, including seafood, meat, and vegetables.Each has been seasoned in advance, and hygiene and convenience are even considered. Some are served in boxes made of aluminum foil, and some are skewered with bamboo sticks. They can be eaten directly after baking.

Ji Mu spotted a piece of beef tongue that Lang just turned over less than two seconds ago, picked it up with some sea salt, and put it in his mouth.The tender taste and sweet taste that instantly filled the taste buds made him stretch his brows.

Then he took out a can of beer from the small refrigerator; a mouthful of medium-rare beef tongue, paired with a mouthful of cold beer, was his favorite combination.

Duan Lang was almost in charge of the barbecue, while Ji Mu only cared about eating and enjoying.

The appearance of sitting on the stone with bare feet, disregarding the image, eating mouthful after mouthful, gave Duan Lang a strange feeling when he saw it.

Because it was absolutely impossible for the Mu Yu in the past to show such a casual side in front of him, she always behaved well, spoke carefully to please him, and did not dare to act recklessly.

However, after appearing in the form of Ji Mu, he would go against the grain, provoke, ridicule, and depraved.

Duan Lang does not deny that Ji Mu has attracted him a lot, and his desire to conquer is also very strong.But without Mu Yu's voice as an inducement, without those clues to draw out emotions, he wouldn't be in love with Ji Mu.

If you ask him whether the person in his eyes is Mu Yu or Ji Mu, his answer is Mu Yu.

Although Ji Mu's appearance is completely different from Mu Yu's, to Duan Lang, his essence is still the Mu Yu he is familiar with.

"Looking at me all the time, aren't you tired?" Ji Mu was a little irritated by his staring, and closed his eyes displeased.

Duan Lang smiled, stopped the barbecue, picked up a can of beer to drink, and then aroused burning eyes, "Will this make you feel nervous and your heart beat faster?"

The position of his heart was hit hard by his eyes, and Ji Mu trembled all over his body. He quickly looked away, stuffed the food in his hand into his mouth, but frowned again, and took out a tissue to spit it out.

"Don't spit out the green pepper."

Ji Mu frowned even deeper, ignored him, and threw the vegetable skewers aside on the empty plate.Duan Lang opened his mouth again, "Finish the rest of the food."

"I don't like green peppers and enoki mushrooms."

"It's not a child, and it's a picky eater."

Jimu snorted coldly, "You're not my mother, you care so much." Picking up the beer.

"Why do I feel that you are trying to lure me into saying the phrase "I am your husband"."

Ji Mu took a sip of beer, pressed his chest and coughed violently, his face was flushed, and he glared at him sideways.

"It turns out that you also said such shocking things." It really made him f*cking shocking all over his body!

That sharp and charming expression was like a feather scratching Duan Lang's chest.Duan Lang moistened his parched throat, "To deal with a man who doesn't agree with what he says, how can we get him to confess his feelings obediently if we don't use some ruthless tactics."

Being called a grinder, Ji Mu twitched the corners of his mouth angrily and sullenly, and chose not to look at him, even losing his appetite for food, and suddenly stood up and walked towards the beach.

Straightening his back showed his bravery and refusal to admit defeat, Duan Lang looked at the distance he had pulled, and sighed.

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Author's words

One more paragraph, not finished.Stop here first.

Although the emotional description is very light, I still hope to bring out a little bit of sweetness and bitterness.

There will be meat in the next chapter, but it may take three days to finish writing a chapter.

wait for me hey!