Seeing Feng Qingyang step onto the speedboat's deck, Ling Luochеn blinked her beautiful eyes.
She did not follow him.
Instead, she stopped at the edge of the dock and folded her arms. She tipped up the brim of her wide-brimmed hat, revealing a pair of vivid blue eyes that fixed on Feng Qingyang's back.
Her gaze held three parts exhaustion, three parts protest, and four parts You really have no idea, do you?
And Feng Qingyang?
He stood on the deck and waited two breaths. When he heard no footsteps behind him, he turned his head slightly.
His teal eyes swept over her, taking in first her folded arms, then the healthy, untamed glow the sunlight brought to her light brown skin.
Her skin, once as pale as snow, had turned completely wheat-colored after more than two weeks of sea wind and blazing sun. Paired with those vivid blue eyes, it gave her a different sort of beauty.
He blinked.
Then, seeing her tanned skin, he finally understood.
Ling Luochеn did not want to sit on a boat and get roasted by the sun again!
Realizing this, Feng Qingyang gave a helpless chuckle.
A faint smile spread across his lips, carrying an indulgence that said he could never refuse her.
He drew his foot back from the deck, turned, and walked calmly down the gangplank toward her.
"What am I going to do with you..."
His voice was low, its last notes swept away by the sea breeze. It carried a tenderness even he had not noticed.
As he spoke, he slipped an arm around Ling Luochеn's slender waist.
She felt warm and soft beneath his palm. The thin fabric of her pale blue dress clung to her body, outlining the curve of her waist.
Ling Luochеn stiffened slightly at