Sick and beautiful people are not allowed to be white moonlight

Chapter 178 The young master in the Beijing circle wants to post with me in a love variety show 7
There is a large flat land at the top of the mountain, where weeds grow in a patchwork pattern, strange-shaped trees with lush branches and leaves, and small hills piled up with strange rocks.

Ling Yan half-closed her eyes and looked to the other side of the sky.

Because she came to see the sunrise today, she specially changed into her favorite white dress. The upper body has a simple design, and two pearl shoulder chains hang on the right-angled shoulders, revealing the stunning butterfly bones.

The waist is a waist design, the skirt has a large hem, and the fabric is soft and blown by the head wind.

Shen Zhixing set up the easel, sat on a half-height stool, applied paint, picked up a brush, and painted on the white paper without stopping.

The sunrise is thousands of miles away.

Stretching and rolling from the farthest end, the entrained clouds are like fish fins with white belly, and a layer of warm orange red smudges half of the sky, like the color of an overturned oil paint bucket.

The sun who went to work late was blushing, and the golden red light refracted on the sparkling sea.

In the quiet morning, a few bold dolphins leaped high from the bottom of the sea with the sunrise, and landed heavily on the sea surface.

Lingyan stood at the highest point of the mountain, her white skirt was blown and danced backwards, revealing her small waist that was tightly grasped.

Porcelain white skin, delicate facial features, viewed from the side, looks like an oil painting girl walking out of a painting.

Shen Zhixing forgot to watch the sunrise, his eyes were glued to Lingyan's body the whole time.

His dark lips were slightly pursed, unable to stop their upward movement.

The sunrise lasts for about half an hour, gradually dims and turns white.

Lingyan turned to look at Shen Zhixing, saw him concentrating on painting, walked over and said a few words, got his approval, picked up the camera, and started shooting.

Most of the protagonists are Shen Zhixing, followed by Shanhe Caiyun.

The time stopped at seven o'clock.

At this time, everything returned to calm, and there were vaguely early risers doing activities on the beach, and the bustle resumed.

Ling Yan went to see Shen Zhixing's painting.

But he covered it nervously, lowered his head, and his long black eyelashes were tangled up: "I haven't finished the painting yet, so don't look at it."

"Ah..." Ling Yan was stunned: "I'll just take a look."

He refused her without hesitation: "No."

There is really no room for negotiation.

Ling Yan grunted her cheeks, hummed twice, and reluctantly said: "Okay."

"Yes." He put away the easel, carried it on his back, and went down the mountain with her.

The way down the mountain was more difficult, and it took them more than ten minutes.

It was almost eight o'clock when we got back to the hotel.

Shen Zhixing shyly asked her to have breakfast together, but Ling Yan didn't refuse.

Come to the restaurant.

Breakfast is buffet style.

Lingyan picked out a cup of hot soybean milk and a bowl of crab noodles, Shen Zhixing looked at them and picked out the exact same ones.

The seat is chosen by the window where you can see the sea.

Shen Zhixing lowered his brows, his black and white eyes flashed with thought, and said slowly, "I'm following you on Weibo."

"Ok?"

Lingyan raised her eyelids and looked at him, her dark brows were slightly raised, and an unknown light flashed in her eyes.

She uttered the word "um" in a muffled voice, her honey voice was soft, and she was a little dazed when she listened carefully.

Shen Zhixing squeezed the chopsticks tightly with his slender and clean fingers, and observed him calmly: "I...I will help you delete all those bad posts, and I even asked a publicist to help you solve it."

"Are you investigating me?" Lingyan lowered her voice with bad intentions, and made a small face to make herself look more aggressive.

Shen Zhixing nodded, carefully scrutinized her expression, saw that she was a little bit worried, and explained in a panic.

"Sorry, I'm just curious about you, don't be angry, I, I just want to ask you for credit."

Shen Zhixing was a little annoyed at his recklessness for failing to invite credit and being seen through.

Ling Yan took a sip of the hot soy milk, hummed pretty, and picked crab roe noodles for him with chopsticks from the bowl: "Your reward."

Shen Zhixing was taken aback by the sudden reward.

Lingyan looked at him with raised eyebrows: "What? Dislike?"

"No, I don't dislike it." Shen Zhixing lowered his eyes and pushed the bowl over.

Ling Yan snorted: "Okay."

Shen Zhixing lowered his head, his long black eyelashes covered the deep emotions in his eyes, he clamped his face, chewed and swallowed lightly, and moved slowly.

Adhering to the civilized spirit of not wasting food, Lingyan finished the remaining few bites, and waited until he had eaten too.

"Can you swim?" she asked.

"Yes, yes." Shen Zhixing followed closely behind her, like a follower.

"Then you put on your swimsuit and we'll go to the beach."

"it is good."

Shen Zhixing went back to his room and changed into his swimsuit.

Lingyan didn't wait for him, and went to the beach first.

When Shen Zhixing arrived at the beach, Lingyan was already doing stretching exercises on the beach.

The swimsuit she wore was conservative yet bold, perfectly showing the advantages of her figure, and many men whistled at her.

Shen Zhixing blocked her sight in silence, and his gaze slowly swept across her slender and fair legs.

"You do some stretching exercises first." Lingyan said to him.

He said ok, let's do it together.

There were more and more people at this time, Ling Yan glanced behind the frolicking, suddenly grabbed Shen Zhixing's wrist, and led him to the bottom of the sea.

Shen Zhixing can swim and follow her direction on the bottom of the sea.

Saw colorful fish, and a sea turtle crawling hard, tangled in fishing nets, and densely packed with barnacles.

The turtle looked at them imploringly.

Ling Yan was silent for a while, grabbed the turtle and returned to the lake, and went to the shore.

"Go and get a knife."

Shen Zhixing agreed, and went back to the hotel to give Ling Yan a sharp knife.

Lingyan first cleaned the fishing nets. The turtle's neck was tightly entangled by the fishing nets, and a circle of red flesh had already been drawn out.

The barnacles on the turtle's back were densely packed, and Ling Yan carefully pried it open, not only on the back, but also on the turtle's chest was a large barnacle, as well as the abdomen.

These barnacles have already affected the survival of the sea turtles. If I didn't meet Yayan today, I might die on the bottom of the sea.

After Ayayan cleaned up, she released the turtle back to the surface of the sea.

The sea turtle flapped its limbs and happily dived into the bottom of the sea.

Lingyan raised her chin lightly and glanced at the sails in the distance, and a whistling whistle broke in, interrupting their thoughts.

The person who came was a blonde beauty with a protruding front and back, healthy wheat-colored skin, tough facial features, and charming green pupils.

The other party communicated in fluent English: "Hi, handsome guy, is it convenient for me to go out on a date at night?"

They always like muscular men, but this thin oriental man in front of them doesn't seem to be bad.

Successfully aroused her interest.

Shen Zhixing's voice was clear, but also revealed a trace of imperceptible coldness.

"Feel sorry."

The other party was not a difficult person, seeing that he refused, he just showed a regretful expression, nodded his head to express his regret, and then left.

(End of this chapter)