No one called her yet, so Fang Bai threw her phone on the bed, walked barefoot to the balcony, and looked out at the magnificent sea outside the hotel.
Listening to the waves, feeling the sea breeze, and watching seagulls fly high in the distance.
A few people were scattered on the beach, and several boats were rocking on the sea.
How pleasant!
Fang Bai rested his hand on the railing, which was a little hot from the sun, but it didn't have much of an impact.
Suddenly, Fang Bai was hugged from behind, her waist tightly gripped, and Ji Yuning's chin rested on Fang Bai's shoulder.
"Did you apply sunscreen?" Ji Yuning asked.
Fang Bai: "Mm."
The conversation was brief; the two didn't exchange another word for several minutes afterward, gazing at the scenery a hundred meters away and enjoying the moment of leisure.
Their hair was loose behind their heads, and as a gust of wind blew, the strands of hair became tangled together.
Another gust of wind blew by, and Fang Bai turned to look at Ji Yuning, kissing her on the cheek. "Want to go swimming?"
Ji Yuning's fear of water had long since disappeared, but this was her first time swimming in the sea, and her body was a little tense.
After understanding the situation, Fang Bai turned around, leaned against the railing, and hooked his arms around the back of Ji Yuning's neck. "Don't be afraid, Auntie is here."
Ji Yuning: "I'm not afraid."
Fang Bai raised an eyebrow: "Hmm~ As long as you don't deliberately sink into the sea, there's generally nothing to worry about."
Sensing the woman's deliberate teasing, Ji Yuning raised her hand and lightly patted Fang Bai's bottom. The pat was so light that it made Fang Bai tremble and blush.
Taking the opportunity, Ji Yuning bit Fang Bai's ear and whispered, "Auntie is so naughty."
“…Not as bad as you,” Fang Bai murmured.
Who pats someone's butt in public? Luckily, no one was on the neighbor's balcony.
After lingering on the balcony for a while, the two went back to their room to change into their swimsuits.
Knowing that they were going swimming, Fang Bai brought several swimsuits, each one looking beautiful in its own way.
As for how we know that each outfit will look different?
I need to ask Ji Yuning.
3. Wedding
Fang Bai and Ji Yuning kept their wedding simple.
I only invited a few friends.
Simple yet impactful.
Everyone witnessed their love.
You too.
Chapter 134 Extra
[Remember the chapter where Xiao Ji called Xiao Mu to confirm her love? It was the one where Xiao He asked Xiao Ji if she had any shame. This chapter is about what happened between He Ziyan and Mu Xuerou that day.]
Mu Xuerou was startled by He Ziyan's sudden shout. After calming herself down by clutching her chest, she spread her hands and said coldly, "Give me back my phone."
He Ziyan might have repaid it if it were someone else, but since it's Ji Yuning, and given Ji Yuning's inappropriate question, He Ziyan has no intention of repaying it.
Not to mention she was still angry with Mu Xuerou. If Mu Xuerou were to be seduced by Ji Yuning at this time, what would have been the point of her flying halfway around the world?
He Ziyan was about to hang up when she looked down and realized that the call had already been disconnected. She praised Ji Yuning for being sensible and handed the phone to Mu Xuerou, saying, "Here you go."
When Mu Xuerou saw that the caller ID was gone, she mistakenly assumed that He Ziyan had hung up. "Who told you to hang up on me?"
He Ziyan didn't bother to explain, and hurriedly asked, "Why aren't you hanging up? How long are you planning to talk to her?"
He Ziyan grew angrier the more she thought about it. "I've been looking for you for so many days, and all you've done is keep busy, busy, busy. These past two days, you finally had some time to spend with me, and you were either on the phone with Ji Yuning or chatting with your classmate. Can't you tell she has feelings for you?"
The problem seems to have been caused by Ji Yuning, but apart from the sentence related to Ji Yuning, the rest of the sentences are all about why He Ziyan is angry.
Mu Xue asked softly, "Are you jealous?"
"Who's jealous of you?" He Ziyan quickly denied, but her face turned red. "I'm just reminding you to be wary of people."
Mu Xuerou: "Oh, thank you."
He Ziyan deliberately turned away from Mu Xuerou, but deep down she wanted to be coaxed. Hearing such a lukewarm remark made her furious. She tentatively glanced back and saw Mu Xuerou looking down at her phone. He Ziyan completely lost her temper.
"what you do?!"
Mu Xuerou didn't even look up and said, "Call Yu Ning back."
He Ziyan immediately sat down next to Mu Xuerou, "No way!"
Mu Xue said softly, "I haven't answered Yu Ning's question yet."
"Why don't we just send her a message?" He Ziyan coughed, realizing her tone was a bit off, and lowered her voice, saying, "She's very busy, so it's best if we don't call."
Mu Xuerou thought it made sense. After sending a message to Ji Yuning, she put down her phone and looked at the person who was supervising her to make sure she hadn't sent messages to anyone she shouldn't have.
He Ziyan felt uncomfortable under his gaze, her eyes darting around: "Why are you looking at me?"
Mu Xuerou cupped He Ziyan's face in her hands, forcing He Ziyan to look directly at her, and asked softly, "Did you feel comfortable just now?"
He Ziyan's face turned bright red, and she turned her head away while stammering, "Not at all."
"Is it because my technique is not good enough?" Mu Xuerou asked seriously.
“…Yes…no…yes…” He Ziyan stammered, unable to speak.
What could she say?
You said your technique is great? I felt very comfortable? I want to do it again?
Or is it that this is my first time experiencing something like this, and I don't know what comfort or discomfort means?
That would be too embarrassing. Compared to Mu Xuerou, she was as green and unripe as a newly formed apple, so astringent that it made your teeth ache when you bit into it.
But Mu Xuerou was as sweet as a cherry.
One bite, and you're greeted with fresh, juicy goodness that makes you want to take another.
…etc.
He Ziyan suddenly realized something.
Why does Mu Xuerou know so much?!
In just a moment, one second it was a gentle breeze and the next it was thunder and rain.
He Ziyan looked at Mu Xuerou, her lips trembling, words stuck in her throat, unable to be spoken or swallowed.
Is it with her?
The classmate who was always clinging to Mu Xuerou?
And what about her? What is she? She traveled halfway around the world, what does she amount to?
Mu Xuerou, being perceptive, quickly noticed He Ziyan's unusual behavior. She sat up slightly, brushed a strand of hair behind He Ziyan's ear, and whispered, "What's wrong? Why are you suddenly unhappy? Is my technique really that bad?"
He Ziyan held back the tears that were about to spill from her eyes and turned her head away, saying, "Don't worry about me."
Stubborn as a mule.
Mu Xuerou asked patiently, "What exactly happened?"
He Ziyan: "What am I to you?"
"What?"
"You have someone else, so why do you still do...do that kind of thing with me?"
"Who do I have?"
"Your blond, blue-eyed, super-pretentious classmate."
"You still say you're not jealous?"
"I..." He Ziyan turned her head away, "No, no!"
To prove that she wasn't jealous, He Ziyan spoke more and more loudly with each word.
She thought Mu Xuerou would coax her like before, but instead she heard Mu Xuerou get up from the sofa and leave in her slippers.
He left…
Sure enough, she came all this way, but only she was moved.
He Ziyan sat on the sofa, looking down at the ground, unsure of what to do next.
Just as two lines of tears slid down her cheeks, her warm face was suddenly pressed against something icy cold.
He Ziyan looked up, startled by the cold, and through the mist, she saw Mu Xuerou standing in front of her with a bottle of iced cola.
"Why are you crying?" Mu Xuerou asked.
"I-"
He Ziyan subconsciously wanted to turn her head away, but remembering Mu Xuerou's departure just now, she stopped herself.
Mu Xuerou pressed softly, "What? You didn't cry? Or you weren't jealous?"
He Ziyan remained silent.
Mu Xuerou opened a can of cola, tilted her head back and took a sip . "He, didn't you just ask me what I thought of you?"
He Ziyan looked up, her eyes red.
Mu Xuerou glanced at He Ziyan and took another sip of cola. This time, however, she straddled He Ziyan's lap, wrapped the hand holding the cola around He Ziyan's neck, and pinched He Ziyan's chin with the other hand.
While He Ziyan was stunned, Mu Xuerou lowered her head and kissed the lips of the person beneath her.
The cola flowed down He Ziyan's tongue into her mouth, the cool, dancing bubbles swirling between their intertwined tongues.