Wei Yiming was caught off guard and didn't react for a while.

It was not until the chin had a slightly cool touch that she raised her head to look at the man above.

The two were very close, so close that she could feel the scorching breath that was approaching inch by inch, as if she was the master, showing off her strength.

Wei Yiming fluttered her wet eyelashes twice, and her heartbeat was inexplicably a little disordered.

Jiang Cenran's fingertips against Wei Yiming's white and flawless skin, and smiled leisurely: "Are you nervous?"

Undeniably, she was a little nervous.

Even if she is willing to provoke, she is very unfamiliar with flirting with this business after all.

Jiang Cenran took off his meticulous formal attire, and his aura suddenly changed.

Without that cold and deep shell, there is a trace of scatteredness and natural ease that emanates from the bones.

Wei Yiming quickly calmed down his thoughts, bit his lower lip lightly, and confronted him silently.

Her facial features are as beautiful and delicate as porcelain dolls. Although she does not show any grievance at this moment, she just has an atmosphere of bullying.

Jiang Cenran's fingers were slightly stiff.

Why does it seem like he bullied her?

Wei Yiming raised his eyelids slightly and said in a muffled voice: "I didn't expect Brother Cen Ran to be so irresistible to joke, so I won't play next time."

Jiang Cenran: “…”

The ungrateful person becomes him?

Wei Yiming raised his chin again, looking as if he was ready to die, "I can't beat you anyway. You can take revenge as much as you want, I'll admit defeat."

Jiang Cenran was so angry that he was laughed at.

Wei Yiming half-squinted his eyes and glanced at him. Seeing his cold eyes swept over, he immediately closed his eyes trembling again, his eyelashes trembling.

It's quite stunning.

Jiang Cenran looked at this beautiful face and couldn't do it. He seemed that he could become a sinner forever after touching her.

In the end, he just scratched the tip of her high nose, and then released his shackles on her.

As soon as the palm of his waist left, Wei Yiming suddenly leaned back as if he had no support.

Just the next second—

She immediately fell into a solid embrace.

Wei Yiming grabbed Jiang Cenran's arm tightly, and because of excessive panic, his breathing became a little quick.

"How is it?" Jiang Cenran's overflowing voice was slightly mute when he was pressed against Wei Yiming's soft and boneless body.

When Wei Yiming heard his voice, he immediately took his anger with great enthusiasm: "Hold me if you want to, and let me go if you want to. Don't you notify me?"

Jiang Cenran looked at her without saying anything, but there was a trace of unknown arc on the corner of her mouth.

Wei Yiming was seen as a little guilty and had too many signs of performance?

So I had to say perfunctorily: "But thank you for helping me just now. Now I can let go."

"I'm afraid I'll let it go, so the little princess wants to scold me again."

Hearing the joke in Jiang Cenran's tone, Wei Yiming glared at him coquettishly: "Do you think I'm not saying you're saying I'm making trouble?"

Jiang Cenran's eyes were filled with a smile, "Of course not, the little princess is so smart."

Wei Yiming: “…”

"Didn't my mom ask us to take more photos and report progress to her? I think it's quite suitable now."

"But the little princess is in a bad mood now and doesn't want to cooperate."

Jiang Cenran was amused by her tone for granted, "Then it's evening, maybe she prefers to watch the scenes of us getting along at night."

Wei Yiming's ears turned red in an instant, and he wanted to do the same thing and poured water on his face.

This time, Jiang Cenran firmly strangled her wrist bones, lowered her head, and the wet breath approached her ears, "I have lived until now, no one dared to splash water on me. How many times have you splashed?"

"It's only twice, but the third time failed." Wei Yiming raised two fingers and spoke openly.

Jiang Cenran's fingertips across Wei Yiming's waist, and her body curled up instantly.

Jiang Cenran: "I heard you are afraid of tickling, it seems to be true."

Wei Yiming's eyes were dyed a little red, pitiful, "You can't attack other people's weaknesses, you won't win."

"Do you think I look like a gentleman?"

"It looks like a banished immortal." Wei Yiming's tone affirmed.

Jiang Cenran: “…”

"Brother God."

*

Until Jiang Cenran was the only one left in the swimming pool, his ears were still surrounded by the name Wei Yiming had before his departure.

The soft voice is especially suitable for calling me brother.

If you don’t think about it specifically, you just can’t get rid of it.

The families that often travel around in the North City are the youngest of Wei Yiming and Jiang Yuyang, so they call each other brother.

Jiang Cenran also has the exclusive desire of ordinary people. When he heard Wei Yiming call him, he was no different from calling others, so he was a little concerned.

Later, she was asked to call herself "Brother Cen Ran".

I just didn't expect now-

I also learned to integrate it.

Jiang Cenran couldn't help but sneer.

About an hour later, Jiang Cenran came up from the swimming pool.

Only then did he realize that the huge villa had only one sleeping room.

Wei Yiming has already changed into a tender yellow dress. The hem of the skirt is irregular, revealing one side of her fair and slender legs. She is doing skin care after bathing.

She lazily raised her eyelids, "This is a honeymoon villa, and it's a waste to put two beds. Fortunately, there are sofas in the room and the living room, so Brother Cen Ran has some choices."

Jiang Cenran's eyes moved to the big bed that was enough to accommodate five people. It was thought that such a large bed would allow couples who came to their honeymoon to completely indulge in love.

Seeing this, Wei Yiming immediately opened his arms, trying to block his coveted vision, "That's mine."

"Who said that?"

Leaving these unknown words, Jiang Cenran walked towards the bathroom.

Wei Yiming was stunned for a few seconds, immediately caught up with him and tried to negotiate with him: "You are a fairy brother, you won't be so inhumane that the little fairy sleeps on the sofa, right?"

Jiang Cenran's footsteps stopped, and Wei Yiming almost ran into him. Just as he was about to scold him, Jiang Cenran spoke first: "I want to go in and take a shower, why? Do you want to go together?"

Wei Yiming's fair swan neck instantly changed its color, "Please."

As the gurgling water sounded, Wei Yiming returned to his original position and continued to apply body lotion calmly.

There was no panic on his face.

When Jiang Cenran came out of the bathroom, she also finished applying her body lotion, and a faint fragrance lingered in her nose.

Jiang Cenran could smell it when he got closer, and it looked like a white peach smell, which looked very similar to the feeling she gave, white and tender.

Wei Yiming grabbed his clothes and whispered, "Forget it, you should go to bed. You must not sleep well when you are so big that you are sleeping on the sofa. You have poor sleep quality, so I am different. You can fall asleep anywhere."

"I envy you very much."

Wei Yiming's cheeks were as bulging as pufferfish, and her black eyes were filled with resentment. She stared at Jiang Cenran for a while before finally speaking: "If you don't thank the gentle and kind little princess, it's not enough, but I still think that I have a bad sleeping condition."

Jiang Cenran's eyes were filled with a faint smile: "I didn't say that you have a bad sleeping condition, after all, you haven't really seen it."

"You..." Wei Yiming said a word and disappeared, but his face was very flushed.

Jiang Cenran's tone was a little low: "I should be able to see it tonight."

Wei Yiming's eyelash flutter frequency is a bit confusing, as if he is not suitable for such adult topics.

Fortunately, the ringtone of the cell phone was interrupted by the beauty of this corner.

Wei Yiming glanced at his mobile phone interface, which was Jiang's video call.

Jiang Cenran wiped his hair with a towel and signaled her to answer.

Wei Yiming was a little reluctant, and answering his phone call seemed too close.

Jiang Cenran's tone was slow: "Don't forget the purpose of this trip."

Wei Yiming then reluctantly answered, then pointed the camera at Jiang Cenran. Jiang's mother's surprised voice came from the receiver, "What are you doing when you take a shower at this time?"

The tone is very meaningful.

Jiang Cenran's dull deep eyes glanced at Jiang's mother who was obviously thinking about overfilling the excess, and the overflowing voice was very cold: "Why are you? Mrs. Jiang."
To be continued...