What is it like to have a sand sculpture blood wife?

Chapter 45 45. Wait, that's not for...

Xia Yuan was wandering next door. Various ornaments were displayed on the counter, and some gold wares had obvious regional characteristics, which looked quite interesting.

There were a few tambourines on the small tea table next to them, Xia Yuan picked them up and patted them to try the feel.

Dongba Dongba.

The price is 40 Indonesian rupiah, which is about 200 Renruan sister coins.

Consider buying one and taking it home with you.

After a while, Ying Sitong came out from the fitting room next door, holding a gift bag in his hand.

When seeing Xia Yuan, Ying Sitong's face was blushing, and she carried the bag behind her back.

Xia Yuan glanced at it, thinking that women are hypocritical, they obviously bought it to wear it out for drying, and now they have to pretend to be mysterious so that no one will see it, it's really a lot of things.

……

Ying Sitong ignored Xia Yuan's contemptuous gaze and looked at the accessories in the shop.

"Wow, that seems interesting."

Ying Sitong looked at the dazzling array of things in the jewelry store, her eyes were shining brightly.

"You Hao, if you want a show, I will help you."

The clerk in the store came forward to say hello.

Maybe it's because there aren't many customers in the store, or maybe it's because Xia Yuan and Ying Sitong, a couple, are so handsome, and the shop assistants are very enthusiastic.

Because Chinese tourists come to travel all year round, and Bintan Island is very close to Singapore, the waiters here have also begun to conduct Chinese training.

Although not very standard, as long as you don't say:
[Riding a bicycle in rainy days is easy to slip, but fortunately, I react quickly and hold it firmly! 】

【Xiao Longnv came to the place where Yang Guo used to live, and said emotionally: I also want to live the life I once lived. 】

【You're done? What's the deal? You're gone?Farewell! 】

Similar to this kind of Chinese level [-], they can generally communicate with you smoothly.

"Scenery postcards, you can send them back to yourself from here, it's very commemorative."

The clerk was a dark-skinned woman in her twenties to forties.

She stood behind the counter and greeted in kind words.

Ying Sitong nodded and did not overly respond to her.

The female clerk watched the two customers silently with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Ying Sitong looked at it for a while, walked around this room, and then set his eyes on another door.

It was a simple and elegant ancient wooden door with complicated patterns carved on it, and a doorknob with a devil's head in the middle.

If you want to open the door, you have to put your hand through the devil's mouth.

It looked like it had been bitten off.

Ying Sitong thought it was quite interesting, so she walked over to see what was behind the door.

When she put her hand in the doorknob, the clerk's face changed suddenly.

"Wait a minute, guest."

The clerk put his hands together in front of his chest, and stopped Ying Sitong with a smile on his lips, "That door is a fake..."

The decorations are not finished yet.

The door was pulled back by Ying Sitong.

With a bang, the wooden door fell to the ground, dust flying.

At the position behind the door, a large piece of the wall fell off.

The clerk's smile froze on his face, as if he didn't expect the little girl to be able to tear off the decorative door.

Ying Sitong turned around, rubbed her hands, and smiled sheepishly.

……

Fortunately, the clerk only thought that the stability of the wooden door might not be very good, and there were problems in the decoration, and did not suspect that Ying Sitong had a powerful and unparalleled strength.

Otherwise, Ying Sitong might become one of the subjects of protected research.

"800 million rupiah, credit card is accepted, and we will send you a postcard to send back."

The clerk was very polite and friendly, and kindly asked Ying Sitong and Xia Yuan to fill in the address.

Ying Sitong wrote on the back of the postcard:
"When God closes a window for you, he will send you a door.

May the years be quiet and peaceful, and I will still look like a teenager when I return.

You deserve a better future. "

Xia Yuan felt very uncomfortable.

There is a wife of blood clan, and she is also a house demolition maniac, so she can't live her life.

I lost more than 4000 Ruanmei coins in vain on the first day.

Fortunately, it was Zhang Shiting's money.

Otherwise, Xia Yuan would be heartbroken to death.

I just don't know how my aunt would feel when she found out.

……

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, the two walked along the aisle behind the hotel to the beautiful beach.

Ying Sitong changed into a newly bought swimsuit.

It is a blue short skirt with suspenders, and the back view is sultry from the back.

From the front...

Ok……

The expression on Xia Yuan's face was indescribable.

...it feels almost the same as the back.

Ying Sitong had a ball head pierced, with a big head and a small body, she looked like an underdeveloped girl.

Under the sunlight, a pair of big eyes were obviously amber, but Xia Yuan seemed to see the luster of blue.

"Why, how is it?..."

Ying Sitong wrapped the shawl around her shoulders and looked at Xia Yuan shyly.

Xia Yuan was slightly taken aback.

A gust of sea breeze blows, blowing Ying Sitong's short hair.

The two stood quietly by the sea, leaving behind a pair of green silhouettes.

The whole world seemed to have turned blank, only these two people were left looking at each other quietly.

After a while, the boy scratched his head with his hand, and took the small bag from the girl's hand.

Xia Yuan turned around and gave her an indifferent back view.

"Okay."

good?

Ying Sitong followed behind him and stared angrily.

Hmph, can you talk, what do you mean, okay?
……

In the distance, a dozen people were swimming in the sea.

There are also two pairs of European and American men and women playing beach volleyball.

Several European and American girls were lying on the beach basking in the sun, talking and laughing.

Xia Yuan looked at it and shook his head inwardly.

It can only be said that if there is no comparison, there will be no harm. The figure of Europeans and Americans is domineering. Compared with this tablet beside me...

"Hmph, you can't do this to Xia Yuan."

Xia Yuan was startled, before turning around, a pain suddenly appeared on his face.

bar.

Ying Sitong clasped his hands together, held Xia Yuan's face, and pushed him towards her.

"What, what?"

Xia Yuan thought to himself, does the blood race have mind reading skills?Otherwise, how could this guy know that he was talking about her tablet brain in his heart?
"You and I are husband and wife, how can you look at other women so blatantly?"

Ying Sitong's eyes froze and she looked at him angrily.

"What the hell is this..."

Xia Yuan paused, and blocked her hand with his hand, "Okay, can I stop watching?"

According to the established rules, it is true that you should not do things that violate (bèi, violate, violate) the common sense of husband and wife.

Moreover, he deeply reflected on his and Ying Sitong's recent behavior. The reason why his aunt said that they had no love caused others to question him. To put it bluntly, they were not doing well.

To be a good actor is to enter the play when you can.

"That's about the same,"

Seeing Xia Yuan softened, Ying Sitong nodded in satisfaction.

With a slight smile, she took out the prepared beach hat from the handbag Xia Yuan was holding and put it on for herself.

"How is it, does it look good?"

Ying Sitong was wearing a beach hat, and brushed her hair behind her ears with her fingers.

Xia Yuan's heart skipped a beat.

There is nothing to say about good looks, but the skin and facial features of the blood race are too delicate, and if you just look at the face, you can't help but be sucked in.

but--

What does the green color of this hat mean?
……

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