The car stopped at the ship dock in Houhai. Song Yan didn't understand and looked at Li Beiting with confusion.

"Are we watching here?"

Li Beiting looked at her confused and puzzled look and smiled: "Live on a yacht."

"There are still yachts here?" Song Yan looked around in surprise and saw a dazzling yacht.

She has never made a yacht in her life.

Li Beiting took it for granted: "Well, I asked someone to manage this pier, and they are very professional."

Song Yan: “…”

If she had known this, she wouldn't have any questions. A yacht has a professional team to manage. What about her? She is not as good as a yacht series?

“Is seasick?”

The yacht had already reached the dock, and Li Beiting took her onto the yacht and asked her.

"No."

Song Yan answered decisively that her athletic level was so developed that she was not dizzy for all the means of transportation she had taken before. I think that tools such as boats or yachts should not be broken much.

However, less than a minute after the ship drove, Song Yan was slapped in the face.

She vomited it out directly.

Li Beiting nervously supported her and kept patting her on the back: "Are you better?"

"Yeah, it's much better."

Song Yan felt a little weak after vomiting, so Li Beiting gave her tissues and mineral water, fed Song Yan water and rinsed her mouth.

“Look at the scenery in the distance.”

Song Yan looked at the scenery outside. There were mountains and houses gradually fading away on the shore. The gorgeous lights reflected the night more mysteriously.

Soon, the yacht arrived on a small island.

"Here." Li Beiting pulled her men to get off the yacht, and there was a parking car on the side of the road to pick it up.

"Hello, Mr. Li, hello, madam." The parking driver was respectful to Li Beiting and Song Yan.

Li Beiting nodded to him, while Song Yan was shocked by the word "Madam". She imitated Li Beiting's appearance and nodded silently to the driver.

This island looks lush from a distance, like an undeveloped island.

As the parking was deepening, Song Yan discovered that this was a shocked resort island.

Ten minutes later, the car parked in front of an exotic building. Song Yan secretly sighed at the beauty of the building, which seemed to be a hotel.

Li Beiting helped Song Yan get out of the car with gentle movements.

"Hello, Mr. Li, hello, Madam!" The people in the two rows in front of the door bowed deeply and shouted in unison.

Li Beiting also nodded lightly, his face remained unchanged, and the noble and cold king's aura was invisibly emitted.

When she arrived at the hotel, everyone here called Song Yan the wife. Song Yan was not used to it. She secretly asked Li Beiting: "This hotel is so strange, why do you keep calling me Mrs.?"

“This is not a hotel.”

"Ah?" Song Yan was surprised. Why didn't there be such a waiter in the hotel? And there were so many rooms!

"This is what my grandfather bought when he was young and built. When he was old, he would retire here. It was considered a private nursing home." Li Beiting seemed to see Song Yan's doubts and continued, "Later, after his grandfather passed away, these people stayed to take care of the place."

Song Yan asked leisurely: "This place... is not open to the public?"

"Well, there are relatives and friends of the Li family who come back here occasionally to stay for a while."

Song Yan: "Don't you charge money?"

Li Beiting glanced at her: "Yes."

Song Yan was silent, so he raised a group of people to take care of the island here? It turned out that managing yachts was nothing, and poverty restricted her imagination. She knew that Li Beiting was rich, but she didn't know that Li Beiting was so rich.

A pressure suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart.

Li Beiting touched Song Yan's head and took her to the highest terrace, where she could overlook the entire island and the sky was clear.

Song Yan looked around excitedly and walked around the terrace.

"It's almost time, look at the northeast direction."

Li Beiting looked at the table below and said to Song Yan, who was still looking around.

"Okay." Song Yan stood obediently, looked up at the direction Li Beiting said, and was full of expectations. Although Li Beiting said that the probability was very low, she somehow felt that she could see it.

At around 8:10, a trace suddenly passed through the sky.

"Meteor! The pop has passed! Just now!"

Song Yan spoke excitedly and was a little confused. He happily went to see Li Beiting and shared his feelings for this moment.

Li Beiting looked at her with pampering eyes.

When Song Yan thought of something, he immediately tied a button on the corner of his clothes, clasped his hands tightly in front of his chest, and repositioned his eyes to the sky, looking forward to the next meteor passing by.

"What are you doing?"

A little curiosity flowed out from Li Beiting's eyes.

"Make a wish." Song Yan's answer was very crisp.

Li Beiting raised his eyebrows: "What kind of strange ceremony is this?"

Song Yan smiled and said, "I don't know either. I just read that many people on the Internet say that when a meteor passes by, tie a button on the corner of the clothes, and then the wish in my heart will come true."

Li Beiting smiled slightly and looked at her quietly.

However, after waiting for half an hour, I still didn't wait.

"Let's go, there shouldn't be any more." Li Beiting stood beside her, looking at her serious look, and couldn't bear to break her hopes. However, she couldn't stand here for too long.

"Wait a little longer." Song Yan didn't want to give up. She wanted to make a wish for the next shooting star, because there were rumors that such a wish would come true in the end. Even if it wasn't true, she wanted to try it.

"Okay, wait ten more minutes."

The wind at night has become cooler, and the sea is no more humid than the land. Li Beiting is worried about Song Yan's body and the baby in her belly, so he only extended the time for ten minutes.

If he hadn't been unable to break her fantasy, he would have taken her into the room now.

"Um."

Ten minutes were short and passed quickly, and nothing flashed through the black sky.

Song Yan sighed, turned around, and left with Li Beiting.

Perhaps, she shouldn't be greedy. In this way, the satisfaction of seeing a meteor for the first time will become a beautiful memory, rather than the regret of not making a wish in her heart.

Li Beiting felt her slightly depressed mood, so he picked her up and took her back to the room.

He put her on the bed, touched her head, and got up and went out.

Song Yan stopped him: "Where are you going?"

Li Beiting: "I'll tell you soon."

Song Yan sat by the bed and waited for a while. Before Li Beiting came back, she felt a little sticky and was planning to take a shower first.

After she finished washing, she realized that she had forgotten to bring her pajamas in, wrapped herself in a bath towel and opened the bathroom door and glanced out.

Li Beiting seemed to have not come back yet, so she breathed a sigh of relief, came out, and quickly moved to the bedroom cabinet to flip through her yukata.

However, she didn't look at it, and there were only a few empty shelves in the closet. She remembered that this was not a hotel, so how could there be a yukata!

Song Yan planned to find the staff here.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a dormo cat standing outside the door, looking like she was about to open the door.

Song Yan was startled and subconsciously closed the door.

The door was opened from outside.

Li Beiting walked in with a human-shaped dolly cat. When he saw Song Yan, he said with concern and self-blame: "Have you scared?"

"No." Song Yan denied, looked at Li Beiting with amusement and asked, "What are you doing with this?"

Li Beiting's gaze suddenly moved from Song Yan's face to her body. His delicate figure was wrapped in a bath towel, and his skin had some unwiped water droplets.

His eyes darkened.

Song Yan looked along his gaze and his face turned red. She hugged the big doll cat with both hands to cover her body. Then she asked Li Beiting again: "Why are you using this big cat?"
Chapter completed!