Chapter 65 A Mole

The sea breeze blows gently, carrying the unique salty smell of the sea.

This small island in the southern hemisphere does not have many tourists. The beaches are clean and tidy, and the sea water is clear and transparent.

From the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see an intense beach volleyball game not far away. Cheers and noises are intertwined, and the enthusiastic atmosphere seems to be able to burst through the windows.

The room was very quiet.

There is also a subtle atmosphere lingering.

Ming Zhao had changed his clothes and was sitting quietly beside the bed.

She stretched out her arm and said in a clear voice, "Help me apply sunscreen."

Very justified.

Zhou Tingyun took the sunscreen.

Opening the lid, he held her wrist, squeezed the cool liquid onto her arm, and spread it evenly.

After applying the arms, it’s time to apply the back.

When her hair was parted, the skin on her back was white and smooth, with only a thin line hanging on it, outlining her slender waist.

Below are two cute dimples.

As he wiped it, Ming Zhao was still beckoning him with his backhand, constantly directing, "Here, here, and here... Don't miss it."

Zhou Tingyun took her hand away and said, "If you are so afraid of getting tanned, why don't you wear more clothes?"

Ming Zhao didn't listen. She had worked so hard to get her abs.

Apply the milky white sunscreen on your waist to ensure every inch of skin is covered.

Zhou Tingyun's hands were not rough, but the girl's fair skin was still rubbed to a faint pink.

He reduced his strength and continued to apply the cream on her legs.

The bow tied next to it was swaying slightly with the movement.

Ming Zhao has a small frame and his legs are as soft as cotton.

When the fingertips pressed lightly, they sank in easily, forming a shallow round pit on the fair skin.

It's like butter melting in your palm.

No matter how close the relationship between brothers and sisters is, they will become strangers when they grow up.

Just like Zhou Tingyun didn't know that a small mole would later grow on the inside of his sister's thigh.

He is getting to know his sister again.

Gently rub it with your fingertips.

"I don't remember there being any moles here before," he said.

Ming Zhao didn't hear clearly what he said. The tingling and numb feeling made her unable to help but hide, but her waist was tightly grasped by a bony hand.

Fits snugly without any gap.

The sunlight shone on her body, dyeing the fine hairs golden. Occasionally, a breeze blew in, bringing a shiver.

The faint sound of laughter from the volleyball game came through the gaps, followed by the sound of waves crashing onto the shore.

A hickey was branded on the mole.

Then the bow at the waist was pulled off.

…

In the end, I didn't wear the bikini and changed into another one.

Zhou Tingyun also walked into the locker room and took off his shirt that had just been wet.

After changing clothes and coming out, he touched her flushed face and asked, "Are you okay?"

Ming Zhao's mind was blank at this moment, his legs were weak, and he felt dizzy.

Who is she and where is she.

Even on the inside, the red marks were somewhat obvious when she walked. Zhou Tingyun took out his shirt and tied it around her waist.

After Ming Zhao recovered, he grabbed him and left neat teeth marks on his hand.

The man didn't move his eyebrows, but touched her head.

Get everything ready and go downstairs.

Ming Zhao stared at him up and down, feeling that something was not right.

I can’t remember it for the moment.

When she reached the beach, she saw a group of handsome guys with exposed abdominal muscles.

The healthy skin color glows in the sunlight, and the lines are firm yet smooth.

Then it dawned on me.

Why are some people wearing such thick clothes at the beach?

Thinking of this, she was shocked again.

I've never seen him without clothes!

How unfair.

Ming Zhao followed him angrily, stepping on his shadow.

Noticing the girl's childish behavior, Zhou Tingyun jokingly slowed down his pace to let her enjoy herself.

The two walked under the parasol, one in front and the other behind.

Ming Zheng, who arrived early, was wearing oversized and exquisite sunglasses and was lying comfortably on a beige beach chair.

The glass of orange juice in my hand was emitting fragmented light.

Ming Zhao quickly pushed his old father away and lay down next to Ming Nutu.

Zhou Huaiyuan: “?”

He had no choice but to go and chat with his son.

Ming Zhao held Ming Zheng's arm and said aggrievedly, "Mommy, I miss you so much."

Seeing her like this, Ming Zheng couldn't help but smile and reached out to pinch her face.

I jokingly said, "I thought you were with your brother every day and had forgotten about your mother."

"How could I?" She pouted.

As she spoke, Ming Zheng's eyes accidentally fell on her slightly red lips.

A vaguely strange feeling came over me.

But she still had something on her mind, so she didn't think too deeply about it and soon put it out of her mind.

She asked:

"Baby, have you really seen your brother's girlfriend? What does she look like and what is her name?" she asked.

“…”

Ming Zhao changed the subject and snorted, "Mommy, you haven't seen me for so long, why are you only concerned about brother when you come?"

"Okay, okay, don't worry about him." Ming Zheng patted her hands and said lovingly, "Concern about our little princess and Mu Qing."

…Why not just care about my brother, she thought silently.

Fine moisture condensed on the wall of the glass, silently wetting her fingertips and spreading a hint of coolness.

There was a hint of temptation in Ming Zhao's words:

"Brother Mu Qing seems to be five years older than me."

Hearing this, Ming Zheng smiled gently: "Five years old is not too old, that child is suitable for you."

The straw deformed slightly between his teeth, and Ming Zhao took a sip of watermelon juice. The cool juice slid down his throat, bringing a refreshing feeling.

"Then...what if he's eight years older?"

When Ming Zheng heard this question, she was stunned at first, but then she quickly reacted.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he said with a somewhat playful smile: "Zhao Zhao has grown up and can lobby for his brother."

She held Ming Zhao's hand and placed it in her palm.

"It's okay for me, but your brother is the eldest son of the Zhou family after all. If this is the case, it depends on the attitude of the old house."

He originally thought that Qin Tangyue was a good match for him and that they were high school classmates, but he didn't expect that he already had a girlfriend.

Not far from the beach, there was suddenly a burst of noise and laughter. Ming Zhao curiously stuck his head out, his instinct to join in the fun was ready to go.

Just at this moment, Lin Muqing came over.

His hair was wet and water was dripping down his neck.

Ming Zhao was a little surprised, "Brother Mu Qing, how did you do this?"

"There's a water polo match going on over there," Lin Muqing said with a helpless smile, "I accidentally got hit when I passed by."

When Ming Zhao heard this, he immediately became interested.

He sat up instantly, his eyes shining, "I want to play too!"

Seeing that she was interested, Ming Zheng invited the two of them to go together, while she went to watch the game from the side.

Ming Zhao had only taken a few steps when he felt a cold gaze from behind him.

She shrank her neck.

Turning around, she smiled sweetly, "Brother, do you want to join us?"

Ming Zheng put down her drink and picked up her phone. "Let's call Tang Yue. It will be more lively with more people."