After being reborn, I'm no longer going to play the role of a spoiled rich kid.

Chapter 77 Honeymoon (1)

Yu Sijia stared at Meng Weiyuan for a long time, then burst out laughing, "Meng Weiyuan, you're jealous!"

Meng Weiyuan did not deny it.

Yu Sijia couldn't help but feel smug. She turned around and walked towards the room, her face, which was turned away from Meng Weiyuan, was full of smiles, and even the corners of her mouth were turned up high, which she couldn't suppress.

Yu Sijia had a lot of things, but Meng Weiyuan had very little luggage. Yu Sijia felt that she had only just started packing when Meng Weiyuan had already arranged everything.

"Are you really not going to tell Mom and Dad?" Yusi noticed the movement behind her and turned around to ask.

Meng Weiyuan: "It's already been agreed upon."

"Huh? When? How come I didn't know?" Yusjia asked in surprise.

Looking at the several large suitcases in her room, Meng Weiyuan thought that even though she was only going to Palau for four or five days, she was able to pack so many clothes and small items. He felt that he would probably have to handle these kinds of things himself in the future.

After all, where would the young lady have room in her mind to think about such trivial matters? Clothes, dresses, and jewelry alone already occupied her entire head.

“Just now,” Meng Weiyuan replied.

Yustia said "Oh" and didn't ask any more questions.

She trusted Meng Weiyuan to handle things.

An hour later, Meng Weiyuan took You Sijia onto his private plane.

Even for Meng Weiyuan, a last-minute flight request wouldn't guarantee immediate takeoff. Fortunately, after more than ten hours of flight, they arrived in Palau just in time to witness the sunrise.

Since she was on her own plane anyway, Yusjia didn't feel too tired and took a good beauty nap.

Meng Weiyuan dealt with the pile of official business on the plane. The next day, after getting off the plane, he drove to the seaside and boarded a cruise ship just as the sun was slowly rising from the horizon.

Yu Sijia slept for almost twenty hours on the plane. Now, she has decorated the cabin on Meng Weiyuan's plane to her liking, without any of the inconveniences of being outside.

When Yuska got off the plane, she changed into a beach vacation dress. As she boarded the yacht, she looked at the stunning blue expanse before her and couldn't help but exclaim, "It's so beautiful!"

Meng Weiyuan walked over carrying a bottle of juice. "Eat something first."

It was still too early on the plane, and Yusijia didn't want to eat anything, so after boarding the yacht, Meng Weiyuan arranged for the chef to prepare breakfast.

"Wait a minute." Yustia stood on the deck, resting her chin on her hand and looking at the scenery.

She felt she could visit Palau's sea a hundred or a thousand times and never get tired of it. Even if you weren't a die-hard island fanatic like Jiang Lingyu, it would be easy to fall in love with the sea here.

Seeing that Yusijia was only focused on admiring the scenery, Meng Weiyuan simply picked up the tray himself and walked towards the person by the railing.

There were sofas on the yacht's deck. After Meng Weiyuan sat down, before he could say anything, You Sijia turned around and shoved her phone into his hand, saying, "I want to take a picture."

Meng Weiyuan glanced at the breakfast and suggested, "Shall we eat first?"

Yuska pursed her lips, "Take a picture of me before you eat."

After some haggling, Meng Weiyuan had no choice but to stand up and pick up his phone.

Yuska leaned against the railing, her bare feet resting on the sofa. A bright, pale yellow vacation dress fluttered freely in the breeze. Meng Weiyuan, directed by Yuska to squat down for a photo, showed no impatience and readily complied.

"Is it ready? Let me see." Yu Sijia stood on the sofa and reached out to Meng Weiyuan.

Meng Weiyuan handed her the phone.

Yu Sijia looked down at it, then looked up and held the phone screen in front of Meng Weiyuan, her face immediately puffing up with anger. "Look for yourself, is this pretty?"

Meng Weiyuan remained expressionless. "Is it not allowed?"

"Of course not! Look at the photos Xiaoyu took of me! The two of you are worlds apart!" Yu Sijia said indignantly, making a move to find the photos that Jiang Lingyu had taken of her before.

Just as Yusijia sat down as if deflated, Meng Weiyuan reached out and pulled her directly into his arms.

Actually, Meng Weiyuan had wanted to do this while taking photos of You Sijia.

When he saw Yustia leaning against the railing, reaching out to tuck her hair behind her ear, his gaze was almost fixed on her, unable to look away for even a moment.

She was like a gust of wind, and he wanted to pull that gust of wind into his own hands.

So now, Meng Weiyuan pulled her onto his lap, lowered his head, and kissed Yusjia's forehead.

Perhaps it was because the kiss was so gentle that Yustia, who was about to complain, froze, like a silly little lamb in the rain, just staring blankly at the man in front of her.

Meng Weiyuan immediately found Yusjia even more adorable with that expression, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud. The kisses, like dense raindrops falling in summer, were imprinted on Yusjia's face.

The orange glow of the rising sun enveloped the two people kissing on the deck. The sound of the waves seemed to drown out the low moans emanating from the person on the sofa.

Meng Weiyuan's kiss deepened, and his hand slipped under the hem of Yusjia's long dress, grasping her leg.

That leg was so thin that it was barely able to be grasped in Meng Weiyuan's hands.

But Yusjia had never experienced anything like this before. She squirmed uncomfortably in Meng Weiyuan's arms, unaware that her actions only elicited an even more uncontrollable physical reaction from the man.

"Stop rubbing against me." Meng Weiyuan grabbed You Sijia's leg with one hand and placed the other on her waist, restraining her.

Meng Weiyuan's voice became low at this moment, and his eyes seemed to hold a lot more, a mixture of desire and restraint intertwined in a deep pool, captivating the soul.

When they went out to sea, Meng Weiyuan naturally didn't wear a suit like he did at the wedding banquet. He changed into a sweatshirt and beach shorts. The thin layer of pants now clung to Yusjia's thigh skin with almost no obstruction.

Yu Sijia immediately blushed, lowered his head, and refused to look at Meng Weiyuan again.

"What's wrong with you?!" Yustia complained.

Meng Weiyuan chuckled softly, but the hand that was originally on Yousijia's leg unconsciously became a little heavier.

His calloused palms couldn't help but caress her smooth, milk-like skin a couple of times. Feeling the person in his arms tremble uncontrollably, biting her lower lip to stifle a cry, Meng Weiyuan lowered his head, almost licking Yousijia's ear, and said, "Then will you help me?"

If you don't react at a time like this, then you're probably not a man.

Yu Sijia was surprised that Meng Weiyuan had become even more shameless than before, and she pretended to struggle out of the man's arms.

(End of this chapter)