Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

The plane landed at male International Airport in Maldives.

Off the plane, the sea's unique hot and dry mixed with salty air blowing face to face, when Sheng's hand on Yi Qiao raised abdomen, "little bitch, called godmother."

The position under the palm is suddenly propped up by something.

When Sheng frightens to shrink hand hastily, afterward, then is the surprise that comes suddenly, "he moved."

Yi Qiao has been used to fetal movement, see her smile happy, also infected by her: "say hello to you."

"Baby, when you come out, the godmother will take you to the playground."

Looking at the two women holding hands side by side in front of them, Ji Yunan and Mo Beiting frowned at the same time.

Outside the airport.

The arranged bus is waiting in the waiting area.

The hotel is a villa near the sea. The roof is made of transparent tempered glass. Lying on the bed, you can see the vast starry sky.

The sky is very blue, the sea is very blue, between the sea and the sky, there are white clouds floating like marshmallow.

Shi Sheng hasn't been so relaxed for a long time. Every part of his body seems to be immersed in the sea water, floating and sinking with the current.

She stood barefoot on the carpeted balcony, squinting and opening her arms to the sun.

Ji Yunan stood behind her and reached out to hug her. He raised his hand half and stopped again.

"It's not dinner time yet. Do you want to go out for a walk?"

Many people are playing on the beach, and the hearty laughter comes to Sheng's ears.

She raised the corner of her lips and was also infected by the lively atmosphere, "OK."

Shi Sheng went to call Yi Qiao. As soon as he raised his hand to knock on the door, he was stopped by Ji Yunan. "She's pregnant. It's enough for her to take such a long flight. Now you have to call her up to accompany you for a walk?"

Ji Yunan's words just hit Shi Sheng's weakness.

She glared at him and gave up the idea of knocking.

……

Shi Sheng is barefooted on the soft sand.

The sun is very sunny. She was carried on the plane by Ji Yunan in her deep sleep. She didn't take any protective measures on her face.

But her skin is not as beautiful as Yi Qiao's, and she is never lazy in maintenance.

She covered her eyes with her hand and walked in the shade of the tree as far as she could

"Yes?"

The man answered with a heavy nasal voice.

When Sheng looked back at him, his eyes narrowed into crescent shape, "you go back to the company, I have no problem here alone."

"Have you ever heard of a honeymoon by yourself?"

"That's not marriage."

Originally thought that Ji Yunan would refute a few words, but he just nodded, did not speak.

They were silent all the way.

The boisterous atmosphere on the beach set off the coldness between them.

Shi Sheng walks to the beach chair of the hotel and sits down. Just in front of him, a European man in swimming trunks passes by. His chest and abdomen muscles are bulging, his standard inverted triangle figure, and his excellent facial features make people look more.

He disappeared into the villa next door where they are now living.

When Sheng just ready to take back the line of sight, a figure blocked in front of her, will her line of sight within all things are covered.

She looked up.

In sight——

It's Ji Yunan's graceful jaw.

Shi Sheng frowned and reached for him, "what are you doing?"

The impatience of her face made Ji Yunan's face black more thoroughly, and the lines of the outline were cold and serious, "pretty?"

When Sheng thought seriously, nodded, "en."

She's telling the truth. The man who just passed by is excellent in body and appearance.

Ji Yunan stopped for a few seconds and left with a heavy step.

Shi Sheng: "I'm not sure."

Looking at Ji Yunan's back, Shisheng can't help laughing.

All afternoon.

Ji Yunan didn't appear on the beach. Yiqiao came out to sun with her and brought her sunscreen.

She lay down in the beach chair next to Shisheng, closed her eyes, her arms across her eyes to block the dazzling light, "I think he is very attentive, not ready to forgive him?"

Shi Sheng holds his head with his hands, turns his head and looks at the door of the villa. He squints his eyes and thinks seriously, "no, I didn't hate it. I can't forgive you."

She frowned and thought for a moment, "I can't say that. At first, I was angry, but later, I felt that there was no reason for this kind of anger. After all, he was still young at that time. I was so generous that I couldn't do anything indiscriminate, right?"