Master Loves His Little Beautiful Wife

Baby Ning, who was drunk, was very obedient. She looked at Chu Yichen and smiled foolishly. However, her bright eyes seemed to be filled with starlight, and her lips had some luster.    

There was a hint of temptation in her eyes, as if she was silently inviting him.    

Chu Yichen's Adam's apple moved slightly, and a trace of desire rampaged in his heart. The rational thoughts in his mind were completely out of shape.    

His boiling hot breath sprayed on her body like countless streams of water, and there was a slight tremble in his voice, "Baby Ning, this is what you asked me to do. Hmm?"    

"Yes?" Su Ningning stared at him in a daze, not knowing what he was saying at all.    

Chu Yichen could not control the impulse in his heart at this moment. "So, I can sleep in your room, right?" As he said this, Chu Yichen could even hear his own heartbeat.    

The impulse of a young man made him unable to avoid the desire and impulse in his heart.    

His fingers trembled as he caressed her face. He slowly cut across her face and finally stopped at her lips.    

He slowly lowered his head and slowly faced her...    

Suddenly!    

There was a bang!    

Because Su Ningning was drunk, she staggered and threw herself at Chu Yichen. She threw herself at Chu Yichen and both of them rolled on the sofa.    

The sudden force made Chu Yichen grimace in pain.    

However, he still habitually protected Su Ningning, afraid that his Baby Ning would be hurt.    

"Baby Ning?" After Chu Yichen stabilized his body, he simply carried her back to the room and was about to say something when he heard the faint sound of breathing beside his ear.    

In an instant, Chu Yichen's face turned black.    

So Baby Ning was asleep?    

He let out a long sigh in his heart and felt extremely helpless. "You stupid girl. How can you fall asleep at this time? Hmm?" There was obvious helplessness in his voice, as if he could not wait to wake this stupid girl up.    

However, he was unwilling to do so.    

...    

On the golden beach, the clear blue sea water surged up with waves. The sea breeze gently brushed past his face. Zhou Zikai was lying comfortably on the beach chair. His long and narrow eyes were somewhat languid.    

It seemed like he was enjoying this rare relaxation.    

His slightly pale fingers slowly grabbed the juice beside him. His thin lips parted slightly and he slowly drank a mouthful.    

"Hello, handsome, would you like a cup?"    

At the same time, a blonde beauty with blue eyes held up two glasses of beer. She wore a bikini, twisted her waist, and slowly approached him. She smiled and said, "Can I sit?"    

"Yes, I can." Zhou Zikai nodded elegantly.    

He did not take the beer from the woman. "Sorry, I don't drink."    

His gaze stopped on the orange liquid, and his eyebrows trembled slightly. The air seemed to be filled with a faint wine fragrance, which attracted his taste buds.    

Just a little bit more!    

Just a little bit more!    

He suspected that he was about to lose control.    

"What? I don't have any extra ingredients here!" The woman raised her brows, and a dense smile appeared on the corners of her mouth.    

"Young Master!"    

Seeing that the woman seemed to want to stuff the wine into Zhou Zikai's hands, Zou Ziye's eyes became cold. He slowly walked over and quickly separated her figure. "Sorry, my young master doesn't like people to get close to him!"    

His brows slightly wrinkled, and he was very anxious in his heart.    

Zou Ziye did not think that the people on this island were kind people.    

Especially since they had delivered themselves to his doorstep like this, he didn't know what kind of scheme they were plotting behind their backs.    

"Yo, handsome, why are you so nervous? I just want to chat with your young master." The woman did not seem to care about Zou Ziye's displeasure. Her charming eyes slowly stopped on Zhou Zikai.    

There seemed to be some provocation, but also seemed to be some bait and enticement.    

Zhou Zikai's face had a few traces of a smile. He -