He threw his blue eyes at her smiling black eyes and said solemnly: "So, you have to remember, don't leave me, do you know?"

Han Zhiqing was stunned at him, then nodded to him, "Okay."

Is this a simple promise? Han Zhiqing doesn't know.

But at this moment, facing his serious and firm blue eyes, she couldn't say anything to refuse.

What's more, if there is a man who loves and spoils her so much, what reason does she have to refuse him?

He leaned lazily in his arms, his eyes turned to the increasingly surging sea surface, and his eyes were filled with a smile.

How great it would be if he could be held by him and watched the sea for the rest of his life.

“It’s raining?”

At this moment, several drops of rain dripped from their faces. When they just realized it, the rain had already started to heavier.

"Yeah, it's raining."

Mo Junhao sat next to him without intending to get up, but just hugged her and nodded to her.

"Let's go in, we'll be wet in the rain later."

Han Zhiqing stood up from his arms first, leaned down and pulled him, but saw him smiling at her, with a bit of cunning in his eyes.

"What's wrong?"

She subconsciously frowned. Whenever she saw Mo Junhao's eyes, she knew that he was starting to feel uneasy again.

Seeing that Mo Junhao stood up from the ground, he took her hand, ran around the beach quickly.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it had already wet their whole body.

"Hey, Mo Junhao, what are you doing? It's raining heavily!"

Han Zhiqing was held by Mo Junhao and trotted on the soft beach. Although the rain was getting heavier and heavier, she suddenly realized that it was really good to be run on the beach by him holding hands.

Seeing him smiling happily, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

Mo Junhao's steps stopped at this time, turned around and looked at her, and said:

“Don’t you find it romantic to walk in the rain?”

He looked at him softly, with a smile in his eyes, which made Han Zhiqing not know what expression to use to look at him.

Finally, he just sneered at him: "Yes, it's very romantic."

With her approval, Mo Junhao raised the corner of his mouth with satisfaction, and then turned her back to him.

"do what?"

Han Zhiqing looked at his movements blankly and asked in a voice.

"Let's play a game."

He stretched out his hand and covered Han Zhiqing's eyes from behind. The sudden darkness made Han Zhiqing's body subconsciously froze.

“What game?”

Mo Junhao's breath came through her ears, "We will retreat and go back, whoever turns back first will lose."

Han Zhiqing's face froze and her brows frowned without moving.

Mo Junhao felt her strangeness, his voice lightly, he leaned close to her ear and continued, "Do you play?"

Seeing that Han Zhiqing was silent for a while, she spoke out for agreement, "Okay."

Behind her, Mo Junhao's thin lips raised a happy smile because of her agreement, "Okay, start, let's retreat along this road."

"Um."

Han Zhiqing's eyes were covered by Mo Junhao. The only thing she could believe was Mo Junhao. Now, she could only hand herself over to him.

The two raised their feet and stepped back step by step.

Mo Junhao could feel that she always stopped from time to time, hesitated for a moment, and then began to lift her feet and retreat.

The rain wet the whole body of the two of them, and even the heavier it was getting.

"Don't look back, you'll lose if you look back."

Feeling her subconsciously turning back, Mo Junhao took the lead in her ear and stopped her actions.

Han Zhiqing stopped turning her head and did not persist.

Every time she looks back, she is a subconscious reflexive behavior, which is a subconscious and extremely insecure reaction that exists in her heart.

Mo Junhao understood very well, but he hoped that she could trust him completely.

"Zhiqing, believe me, I won't let you get hurt."

Mo Junhao added another sentence in her ear, "Come on, let's continue."

"Um."

She nodded obediently and retreated little by little under Mo Junhao's guidance, but she still didn't dare to go too fast.

He grabbed Mo Junhao's hand that covered her eyes, but his heartbeat had not calmed down.

"arrive."

The voice from Mo Junhao was like a special amnesty order, which made her heart relax at this time.

At this time, Mo Junhao let go of her blindfolded eyes. She turned her head and met Mo Junhao's blue eyes with a faint smile. She pretended to be relaxed and raised the corner of her mouth: "I didn't lose."

It seemed like telling myself, and it was like telling Mo Junhao that she didn't lose!

"Well, you didn't lose!"

Mo Junhao looked at her with a complicated expression, and gently stroked her hair wet by the rain behind her. In the rain, her smile was more beautiful than anything, but more distressed to him.

Han Zhiqing didn't see the strangeness in his eyes, and at this time she reached out and pulled him, saying:

"It's going to be high, let's go back soon."

"No hurry."

Mo Junhao bent his mouth, pulled her hand and walked towards one of the narrow corridors.

"It's dangerous here, if the tide rises, I can't go back."

Han Zhiqing grabbed Mo Junhao's movement, pointed to a warning sign with the words "Danger here" standing next to her, and said.

But Mo Junhao suddenly had a serious expression, his deep blue eyes were thrown towards the small clip, his index finger was placed on his lips, and he made a booing gesture to Han Zhiqing.

Han Zhiqing felt nervous when she saw his sudden serious appearance.

"What's wrong?"

"Shh! Come with me."

Mo Junhao lowered his voice and said, pulling her hand up here, and taking her into the corridor with a mysterious and nervous look on his face.

The nervous and mysterious face made Han Zhiqing look confused, but she did not refuse to go in with him.

The hand was tightly pulled by Mo Junhao, and his whole nerves were tightly hung. His eyes were blankly turned to Mo Junhao. I wonder what he had discovered, why he suddenly became so nervous?

Her eyes were full of confusion, and she was pulled forward by Mo Junhao. She still couldn't help but make a sound, but her voice was much lowered, and she looked cautious: "What happened?"

"Shh! Let's talk about it when you go in."

He pointed to a small black space in front of him, with a very serious expression.

Han Zhiqing didn't dare to ask any more questions, stared at the black cave with nervous eyes, and nodded to Mo Junhao.

"What are we doing here?"

When they arrived at the entrance of the small cave that could only accommodate two people, although the rain could not hit them, they had already been soaked by the rain outside.

"Mo Junhao, what are we doing here?"

Han Zhiqing's voice was still lowered because of her nervousness. Seeing that there was nothing unusual around her, she couldn't help asking again.

At this time, Mo Junhao's gaze turned to her, and his originally serious blue eyes changed into obvious cunning and uneasy kindness, flashing in his eyes.

"do what?"

A trace of defense and anxiety flashed across the corner of Han Zhiqing's eyes.

The two words "Steal-Love." fell from his mouth for granted, and his hands had already locked Han Zhiqing between his arms.

The thin lips, filled with evil spirit, quickly covered her thin lips that were slightly opened due to surprise, quickly plundering her completely.

At this moment, Han Zhiqing really didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

This shameless villain actually used this method to trick her into coming in. She thought he had become so nervous when he discovered something, so she followed him in without thinking about it.

As a result, he said to her - steal/love.

Is there anyone in this world that is as shameless as the scoundrel in front of her? He really uses everything he wants.

As early as outside, she saw the uneasy and kindness in his eyes, but in the end she was deceived by his serious expression.

This guy is really sorry for him if he doesn't go back with an Oscar winner.
To be continued...