Prince, Not Tonight

"Come up. The seawater at night is not suitable for a bath." The small tree stood far away, so he could not clearly see Tang San's gaze, which was seemingly ready to devour him. He indifferently and indifferently teased him.

With a cold expression, Tang San swam back to the shore and stood there dripping with water. He asked in a deep voice, "Is she alright?"

"Which her?" Little Tree's eyebrows twitched as he asked even though he knew the answer.

Tang San took a deep breath and resisted the urge to grab him by the collar.

The small tree had already changed into a new set of clothes, but it was still as loose and loose as the one he had seen earlier. Furthermore, it was old and thin. It wrapped around his long, thin, developing limbs, and made him look like a kaleidoscope.

If he was angry with him, he would inevitably be suspected of bullying the weak and bullying the weak.

"Is Yun Fei alright?" Tang San controlled his temper and dried the water on his clothes.

As for his wet hair, he simply loosened the belt and let it fall behind his shoulders.

The man's expression did not have much to do with beauty, but the way Tang San emitted it was even more coquettish — he was originally beautiful, but at this moment, his face was pale and transparent from the sea water. His ink-like long hair was reflected in the back of his head.

The small tree glanced at him with its pale blue eyes, "It's the same as a woman."

The pronunciation of the onomatopoeic word was very strange, so it was impossible to tell what kind of emotion it was.

However, this was enough for Tang San to be angry.

However, the little tree's next words quickly dispelled his anger. "She is still lying in the room. I'm afraid she won't wake up for a while."

Tang San paid no heed to the little tree's attitude when he heard these words. With a twist of his body, he shot like an arrow in the direction of the fishing village like a swan.

The tree didn't chase, but added in an unhurried tone, "Hey, do you know which house it is?"

"Pula!"

Tang San, who had originally been carefree and confident, had fallen to the ground like a rooster who had lost a battle.

The small tree calmly walked over. When it passed by Tang San, he leisurely patted his sleeves, flicked away the sand that had scattered on his body when Tang San jumped, and lightly said, "Come with me, idiot."

If looks can kill.

Tang San would consider burning him to death with his gaze!

F * ck you, you bullied the weak! It was clear that this little brat was bullying the weak!

Behind them, the tide creeps silently up the beach.

— It's high tide.

The small tree finally entered the fishing village and stopped at a building on the mountain side …

Tang San was too lazy to argue with him. He rushed up the stairs in quick steps — the right-hand room on the second floor was brightly lit — and if there was no surprise, Yun Xu was probably inside.

He wondered if he had caught a cold. Is it serious?

For a long time he did not let his heart drop — unless he saw her in person.

The door was slammed open by him in a flurry of movement.

Everyone in the room turned their heads around, curiously looking at the big brother who was completely drenched, anxious, and absolutely in a sorry state.