"Honey, when will you come back?" At this time, her husband Jiang Han's longing voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Han, I will come back when the Oiran's relationship stabilizes," she said with a sweet smile.

"Honey, you should come back soon, we all miss you." The voice on the other end of the phone changed again, and came the rich and magnetic voice of her third husband, Ouyang Nuo. "Oh, by the way, our health

Yu Ye is already quite old. If you meet a good girl in Wucheng, help her get married soon so that we can have a grandson soon."

"Haha, No, don't worry, I will definitely fulfill my mission." She was extremely happy with this kind of task.

…

Qiu Xiaojun's hometown is by the sea. She was born and grew up by the sea. When she was a child, she often played barefoot on the sofa with her sister and picked up shells.

She has an endless love for the sea.

The coastline was so long, like a road with no end in sight. She really didn't know which coastline she was going to find Mo Huakui. She drove out the red Ferrari he gave to her from the garage of the apartment building. Silly

Silly looking along a beautiful coastline.

"Oiran Mo, Oiran... Mo Oiran, Oiran... Oiran, where are you? Oiran, Mo Oiran..." She shouted loudly to the sea while driving, her voice was almost hoarse and she didn't listen.

There was no response from him, "Oiran Mo... where are you? Answer me quickly... Oiran, Oiran..."

Time flies so fast, and I don’t know when the gloomy sky has turned dark, and the clouds are thick, as if it will rain heavily at any time.

As a female ghost, she was not afraid of such weather at all. On the contrary, she liked it very much. But when she thought of Mo Huakui, she was afraid that he would catch a cold in the rain, but she did not hope that it would rain at all. She got out of the car and looked up

Tian Tian, ​​who was about to change his face, ran anxiously along the beach, shouting his name hoarsely as he ran, "Oiran 7e Oiran..."

…

Xia Xiaotu guessed right, Mo Huakui was really at the beach. Whenever he was in a particularly low mood, he would go to the beach to relax.

That afternoon, after his last phone call with Ouyang Jianyu, he came to a lonely seaside with beautiful scenery but no one appreciated it. He walked on the soft sand and left a line of lonely footprints.

When he was tired, he would sit on the beach and watch the waves hitting the rocks, creating waves. When he was sleepy, he would raise his head and look at the sky as gloomy as his heart. When he was bored, he would grab a handful of water next to him.

Grains of sand, watching the sand in your hands slip away little by little.

He had no idea when the sky turned dark. He only knew that he was bored, depressed and lonely at this time. He really hoped that the woman he fell in love with could stay with him and watch the changes.

The sound of the waves is still there.

"Oiran, Oiran...where are you? Oiran..."

Hey, who is calling me? This voice is so familiar. It seems to be coming from every month. Is it coming to me every month?

The moment he heard Qiu Xiaojun's voice, he was extremely surprised and excited. He quickly stood up and looked around excitedly, but he couldn't see the beauty he wanted to see immediately.

figure.

In an instant, he became excited, his heart filled with beautiful hope, and was knocked back to the original point of sadness and loss. He looked at the blue sea in front of him, raising the corners of his mouth bitterly and full of self-deprecation.

.

Haha, she must be hallucinating. She doesn't love herself at all. It's so late at this time. How could she come to this lonely place that no one knows to look for her sad and lonely self?

Impossible, impossible, he has broken up with her, she will never come here to look for him.

He said this to himself over and over again in his heart, but the depths of his heart were so dissatisfied with his brain that he would always hope that she would appear in front of him immediately over and over again.

"Oiran, Oiran... where are you? Answer me quickly, Oiran, Mo Oiran..."

Ah, even under the interference of the waves and the whistling wind, the sounds that he thought were auditory hallucinations became louder and clearer. He could hear a lot of urgency and worry in these sounds.

.

Maybe this time, I wasn't hallucinating.

His heart couldn't help but get excited again. He turned slightly and looked in the direction of the sound source. In an instant, he saw her, and saw her graceful and beautiful figure facing him from the wind full of seafood smell.

Ran over.

"Moon by Moon..." At that moment, he felt that he saw a ray of golden sunshine, and he was 100% sure that it was enough to have such a ray of sunshine in his life. With such a ray of sunshine,

Your whole world will be bright and warm.

"Oiran." When he turned his head and saw himself, Qiu Xiaojun also saw him. The moment he met his eyes, he couldn't help but have mixed feelings in his heart. His eyes were moist in the wind, and he stopped slightly.

Then, she ran towards him with all her strength against the sea breeze.

"Month by month, month by month..." Seeing her running towards him, wanting to run into his arms, Mo Huakui felt that he was about to die of excitement, his charming eyes were wet, and his sexy and beautiful lips were twitching.

Suddenly he showed a joyful and excited smile, and ran towards her as fast as he could, as fast as an arrow leaving the string.

"Oiran..."

"Month by month..."

They both ran towards the finish line in the middle, and within a few seconds, they finally hugged each other tightly with all their strength.

The wind inexplicably got stronger, blowing up the hair of the two of them, and also the tiny fine sand. The hair of different colors were intertwined in the wind, and the fine sand was flying in the wind and hair, as if

, cheering for their embrace full of blessings.

The two of them hugged each other so tightly for a long time. I don’t know who hugged whom first, or who called whose name first, or who refused to let go of whom. In short, this

A moment is unforgettable and unforgettable. No one cares about anything, as long as they hug each other, that's enough.

‘Boom 7e Chi 7e’

Suddenly, something terrible appeared, thunder resounded through the sky, lightning flashed across the sky, and the heavy rain fell overwhelmingly onto the sea, the beach, and the earth without any negotiation, instantly drenching them tightly hugging each other.

Got two drowned rats that were in a sorry state but well matched.

"hehe……"

"Hahaha..."

In such an awkward moment, the two of them looked into each other's eyes and laughed tacitly. They looked at the sky with heavy rain together, and held hands tightly and ran quickly towards the road where the car was parked.

The two of them hid in the car, and their bodies soaked by the rain warmed up a lot.

"Is it cold?" Mo Huakui sat in the driver's seat, not in a hurry to drive. He turned around and looked at her sitting in the passenger seat. He asked in a soft voice full of worry, while raising his hands to gently caress her covered by the rain.

Beautiful wet face.

Qiu Xiaojun was not afraid of the cold the most. She couldn't wait to be drenched by the rain. She looked at his affectionate eyes and shook her head with a beautiful smile, "Oiran, I'm not cold at all." At this point, she also followed suit.

His movements touched his face gently, "What about you, do you feel cold?"

"A bit." He smiled and said honestly.

"Come here, let me hug you. If I hug you, you won't be cold." When she heard him say cold, she blurted out this sentence without thinking. When she said it, she was shocked.

, blushing faintly.

She was about to hug him, and Mo Huakui was looking forward to it. As soon as she finished speaking, he moved his entire body towards her. Whether intentionally or not, his head happened to be pressed tightly against her high breasts.

.

She, Qiu Xiaojun, is a female ghost. No matter what time, the temperature of her body is much colder than that of his body. But at this time, she somehow forgot that she was a female ghost and thought that she was a female ghost.

The body has a warm temperature.

From the moment he came close to her, Mo Huakui's body shivered instinctively.

Being held by her, he felt that his body was a little colder, but he felt warm in his heart. He quietly curved his lips, leaned against her cold body, and said coquettishly: "Zhuyue,

I still feel cold."

"You still feel cold?" She was a little confused. After thinking about it, she hugged him tighter. Even though his entire face was pressed tightly against her sensitive chest, she didn't mind at all.

"Zhuyue, it's still cold." He raised his head, looked at her face up close, frowned his handsome eyebrows, and said in pain, "Can you kiss me? If you kiss me, I might not be able to

I feel cold."

"Uh, this..." She was a little embarrassed, and her face turned red.

"Zhuyue, kiss me." He started acting coquettishly again, and at some point, a pair of long and narrow beautiful phoenix eyes were filled with expectations and requests. They looked so cute and adorable, "Zhuyue, Zhuyue, kiss me.

, kiss...I'm cold, I need your hot kiss, I..."

"Okay, okay, don't say anything. I'll just kiss him." She couldn't stand this cute look of him anymore. She pursed her red lips, slowly lowered her head, and kissed him gently, sexy and good-looking, with a hint of sexiness.

Hot lips...

The moment she kissed him, Mo Huakui secretly smiled evilly, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and he immediately turned his back on his guest, his tongue got into her little mouth, and entangled her lilac uvula passionately...

As a result, certain things got out of control. The more he kissed, the more he wanted to kiss her, and the more he kissed, the more passionate his heart became. Before he knew it, his two hands were already roaming around her cold and graceful body.

"Oiran, stop, stop, no more, enough, enough." Being kissed passionately by him, Qiu Xiaojun felt like she was going to melt. Her heart skipped a beat nervously before she rationally pushed away his kiss.

His chest was getting hot, "It shouldn't be cold now, right?"

Somehow, her voice was hoarse and hoarse, and her face still had a faint blush that wouldn't go away.

"It's not cold anymore, but I still want to kiss you." He looked at her sexy, beautiful and lovely face, said with a confused look, then kissed her sweet lips again...

Kissed by him sometimes lingeringly, sometimes wildly and affectionately, Qiu Xiaojun seemed to be gradually moved, her eyes closed mysteriously, when did his hot hand reach into her skirt, and when did he take it off?

I don't know who took off my skirt and underwear at all. I only know that at a certain moment, I became frightened and nervous. I opened my eyes and looked at him with an almost pleading and frightened look.

This was a special moment. When Mo Huakui met her eyes, his heart almost softened into a puddle of water. He moved his throat, looked at her face and said with tenderness and affection: "Zhuyue, believe me, I will be right for you."
Chapter completed!