Chapter 586: Mu Liansheng (9)

These words were like the key to open Pandora's box. Jiang Zhiyue was held in the man's arms, and the waves came, forcing her to fall.

She had no choice but to hug Mu Liansheng in a more intimate way. Although she was looking down at him, Mu Liansheng tilted his head slightly, put one arm around her waist, and pressed the back of her head with the other hand. His lips kissed her passionately again.

The girl's cheeks and swan neck were all covered with a layer of pink.

"Put me down now..."

Jiang Zhiyue pushed him, with a hint of embarrassment, "This is a public place, you are really--"

"You really love to act like a hooligan." Mu Liansheng nonchalantly continued what she had not finished saying.

Instead of letting go, he walked towards the sea. Jiang Zhiyue pushed him hard, "Mu Liansheng, what are you doing?"

"I was thinking, since you don't want to be with me forever, why not take you to commit suicide for love." Mu Liansheng has always been frivolous. When it is true, it is false, and when it is false, it is also true. Maybe he has worn the mask for too long, and he can't tell which side is real and which side is illusory.

"How could you possibly be willing to do that?" Jiang Zhiyue didn't believe a word he said. Mu Liansheng possessed the typical characteristics of a financier: stingy but calculating, cunning but extremely smart.

So when he treated her well, she felt it was just a mirage.

The waves hit Jiang Zhiyue's face, and the falling water droplets landed on the man's shoulders. The floral shirt that Mu Liansheng was wearing was soaked, and the perfectly proportioned lines were faintly visible.

Whether he was teasing Jiang Zhiyue or intending to scare her, another surging wave suddenly hit her body, and Jiang Zhiyue felt cold all over. The cold sea water almost took her breath away.

She couldn't help but bury her head in his shoulder and bit her shoulder hard, "Ahem...Mu Liansheng!"

"Baby, do you want your husband to give you artificial respiration?"

Mu Liansheng can handle any emergency with ease.

He held her and fell backwards, and at that moment, they both seemed to be falling into the depths of the unfathomable ocean.

"Mu Liansheng, you are such a pervert."

In desperation, Jiang Zhiyue pushed him away and tried to escape, but unexpectedly, Mu Liansheng's big hand on her waist was like a branding iron.

She fell on the man's broad chest, and the sea surface seemed to have a fulcrum, allowing the two bodies to float on the sea.

Here is the Dead Sea.

Mu Liansheng casually unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a large area of his cold white chest, allowing the scorching sun to burn his skin.

He held Jiang Zhiyue's hand and placed it on his chest, asking her if she could feel his burning heartbeat.

"Rogue, pervert." Jiang Zhiyue's vocabulary for cursing was pitifully small, which made Mu Liansheng laugh.

"It's the hooligan who likes you and the pervert who loves you."

Whatever words passed through his lips turned into lingering love words.

Mu Liansheng is a person who enjoys life very much, and his vacation is very romantic.

He took Jiang Zhiyue to sunbathe, but Jiang Zhiyue didn't want to, so he hugged the girl tightly, and her tender little face was forced to press against his chest.

"I'll help you shade."

He just wanted to be closer to Jiang Zhiyue, so he always found various reasonable excuses to take advantage of her.

The girl was wearing a backless swimsuit, her slender waist was just right to be held in one hand, and her long legs were glowing with a soft luster. Her youthful beauty was also a beautiful scenery on the beach.

After Mu Liansheng came ashore, he lay under the parasol. On a whim, he grabbed Jiang Zhiyue into his arms, let her lie on his lap with her back to him.

Mu Liansheng applied sunscreen for her.

His muscles were clearly defined and graceful in the sunlight. His fingers moved delicately across her back, his slender knuckles as exquisite as works of art.

However, in Mu Liansheng's eyes, there is no other work of art in the world that can compare with her, and her existence is a unique treasure in this world.

She would be shy, angry, act like a spoiled child, cry, and even curse at him without thinking.

Mu Liansheng finally saw her lively side.

"Call me husband."

Mu Liansheng always wanted to hear her calling him with a sweet smile and in a naive voice.

Jiang Zhiyue shook her head vigorously, "No."

"Call me husband."

Mu Liansheng picked her up, turned her around to face him, and lay down. The tenderness in his eyes was enough to melt everything.

Jiang Zhiyue saw the deep desire in his eyes. He had been enduring and suppressing certain emotions. His desire could not be satisfied, and it seemed that this knot in his heart could never be resolved.

Jiang Zhiyue made up her mind not to say anything. Mu Liansheng kissed her lips and gently bit the soft flesh of her cheek.

Jiang Zhiyue felt pained and wronged. She was silent for a long time and said, "I'm not used to it."

She felt like her memory was wrong. This way of intimacy was strange and scary. If it progressed any further, she felt like something bad would happen.

Will I be with Mu Liansheng for the rest of my life?

She had a premonition that if she did as Mu Liansheng wished, she would probably never be able to get rid of him in this lifetime.

Jiang Zhiyue felt that his position was too high and this relationship would not have any result.

Although, she didn't dare to tell Mu Liansheng this, because Mu Liansheng was just indulging in sexual activities between men and women, and the novelty would disappear sooner or later.

But there is one thing that is true: the beginning of a relationship is full of sweetness, and even someone who seems rational and heartless will at some point indulge in that warm vortex.

Mu Liansheng wished he could stick with her, and the originally planned candlelight dinner turned into a private time for the two of them in a sea view villa.

At the seaside late at night, the stars are dotted, and the vast night sky casts a faint glow, illuminating the entire yard.

Mu Liansheng cooked for the first time.

Jiang Zhiyue was a little surprised and shocked. She stood quietly not far away and watched for a long time, then walked over slowly.

"What delicious food are you making?"

There was some doubt in her eyes. She couldn't believe that the picky and particular young master would actually cook by himself. Mu Liansheng's technique was quite skilled.

After all, he has always been a very particular person. There is no smell of oil smoke in the kitchen, the seasonings have been arranged in an orderly manner, and the ingredients have been prepared in advance.

"Make what you like." The man's words were joking, and he was busy without even turning his head.

Jiang Zhiyue: "How do you know what I like?"

Mu Liansheng, "During this period, I have arranged all your three meals a day. I have people prepare different delicacies every day and send people to observe your eating habits. As long as you take a few more bites of a dish, it means you like it."

Jiang Zhiyue didn't say anything for a while.

This was the first time someone cooked for her other than Jiang Wanrou.

An hour ago, she was still thinking that Mu Liansheng was just indulging in the novelty and had lost some of his rationality.

He liked her face, her body.

But Mu Liansheng raised his eyes and slowly wiped his fingers that were as perfect as a work of art. He suddenly pinched her face and said, "Cooking for your girlfriend is only natural."