Explosive cute wife: black-bellied husband, please respect yourself!

Chapter 168 Romantic Christmas Eve (2)

"OK." Beiming Haoting's blue eyes flickered, his lips curled up in an evil curve, he made an ok gesture, restarted the engine, and the luxury car drove out of the villa.

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The sports car speeds around the sandy road on the island, and the headlights cast light and shadows on the stone walls on both sides of the road.

The night breeze was cool, and her flowing hair curled up. Yan Chuyan took a velvet blanket to cover her.

Beiming Haoting turned his head and glanced at her, then sat upright again and stared at the front.

The car circled the sandy road again and again, lost its way and seemed unable to find its destination, Yan Chuyan began to feel dizzy, squinting at Beiming Haoting.

The handsome and resolute side face has sharp edges and corners, and the deep eye sockets of Western mixed race, and the blue eyes are focused on the front.

The thick eyelashes brushed a beautiful shadow, the high nose revealed the noble air and arrogance of the royal family, and the thin crimson lips were lightly pursed into a shallow smile, outlining a happy arc.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll know when it arrives."

Beiming Haoting slammed on the accelerator, increased to full speed, and flew on the route he planned.

I don't know how long it took, the sports car drove around the mountain road to the highest peak of this small island. There is a spacious flat bottom on the mountain, and you can overlook the magnificent scenery of the entire island.

Yan Chuyan hugged the blanket tightly, already dizzy.

Hearing the sound of the car door being unlocked, she slowly opened her eyes, looked up at the handsome face with sharp lines, "Are you there?"

"It won't be until you're going to fall asleep." He frowned slightly, looked at her with some disdain, and quickly unbuckled her seat belt.

Yan Chuyan walked out slowly, the dark night sky was full of stars, and a vigorous towering tree swayed gently in the wind, as if waving for their arrival.

Beiming Haoting spread a European court-style blanket in front of the car.

A bottle of Romanee-Conti was opened, and the dark red liquid slowly poured into the crystal goblet, the picture was romantic and beautiful.

"You've been around for so long just to bring me up here to blow the cold wind?" A look of shock flashed across Yan Chuyan's eyes, and he couldn't figure out what he was thinking. Is this demon man out of his mind?
A good Christmas Eve is too warm in the villa!

"Take it, come with me." Beiming Haoting curled up his lips with an ambiguous smile, and gracefully handed her a glass of red wine.

Yan Chuyan took the wine, took his arm in cooperation, and followed his steps to the edge of the cliff suspiciously.

The brand-new white guardrail pulled out a line of security defense, and it could be seen that Beiming Haoting had arranged to build it not long ago.

"Look over there, the route we drove." Beiming Haoting stretched out his arms to wrap around her slender waist, restlessly raised and lowered his hands, lowered his head against her side face, his magnetic voice was as gentle as in a mountain stream A clear spring.

Looking around, there is a newly opened sandy road at the bottom of the mountain, winding and circling, and the route they drove through is painted with the most beautiful and simple love story in the world by the shining bright blue fluorescent powder
——"I~LOVE~YOU"

Gorgeous fancy English fonts, smooth and beautiful stroke by stroke.

Yan Chuyan looked dull, and her dark eyes were filled with endless shock and emotion.

Starry sky, crescent moon, sea waves, red wine, beautiful alphabet route, Beiming Haoting.

The whole picture is so romantic and shocking, the illusory scene makes people mesmerized, and the beauty is thrilling.

The most vulnerable place in the depths of my heart was gently scratched by a gentle feather, and my nose couldn't help but pan sour.

"Stupid Hao Ting, thank you, thank you!" Yan Chuyan bit her lip and made a choked sound, her eyes were moist, and tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes.

"Little idiot, why are you crying, don't try to use 'thank you' to perfuse me, I don't want to eat this, let me thank you with something ready-made~" Beiming Haoting raised his glass to touch hers lightly, and took a sip of red wine .

The thin crimson lips provoked an enchanting and bloodthirsty evil smile, and a pair of deep blue eyes stared at her affectionately like the vast starry sky.

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