Feng Xun nodded slightly and showed a satisfied smile: "little fool, how about your character? Of course I understand... It's only my little princess who is so excellent that she attracts people's covet!"

Just as Tao Mingxuan, as a famous writer, just found her shining point, so she was willing to stay single all the time and guard her as a childhood sweetheart beside her?

Tao Mingxuan is the first, but he will never be the last... And he may want to thank the curfew who drugged the little girl in Hawaii. By chance, he sent her to his side, and let him get a lot of treasure that he can't buy!

"Maybe I should thank Tao Mingxuan for just guarding you silently and not starting ahead of time..." Feng Xun said with a low smile.

On the seventh day of the summer, Feng Xun's face was very hot. He looked at him with burning and focused eyes, and his cheek was flying with a touch of red cloud.

He looked at her like she was the best woman in the world... But she knew that there were many better women in the world than her, and Feng Xun himself was the king who really stood on the top and was admired by both men and women!

She is constantly stepping up to practice her shooting skills, so that she can have more capital to stand beside him, manage his business empire with him, and face the future challenges with him!

"Feng Xun, I'm afraid the women who covet you are twice as many as the men who covet me!" Early summer seven shrugged and said with a smile: "so, I should be more worried about it!"

"I won't look at any other woman except you!" Feng Xun held her hand and said with a low smile, "so you can rest assured!"

On the seventh day of the summer, he nodded his head gladly.

She believes his words, not only because he has achieved self-help, almost will not have any special good attitude towards the women around him, but also because... His emotional apathy, doomed him not to be amorous!

So, it seems very terrible emotional apathy, in fact, it is not a bad thing!

Thinking of this on the seventh day of the summer, Feng Xun can't help laughing secretly. Seeing the cunning smile on the corner of her lips, Feng Xun can't help but ask: "what do you think of again? Where is a person stealing music?"

"Nothing. I just feel that the reason why there is no perfect person in the world is that I am destined to meet another half, so that I can become a complete one!" In the beginning of summer seven slanted over his head, looked at him with a smile, blinked and said: "just like me and you!"

Looking at her slightly mischievous smile, Feng Xun's smile gradually deepened. His little girl was right. He never felt that he was missing anything. However, he didn't realize until he met her that his life was complete and complete with her!

They finished the roast fish together. On the seventh day of the summer, they picked up a paper towel to wipe their mouth. Seeing that Feng Xun began to clean the table, they got up and said, "give it to me!"

Feng Xun picks an eyebrow to look at her. On the seventh day of the summer, he touches his stomach and says seriously, "dinner is prepared by you. You've fished and roasted fish. It's already very hard, so you should leave it to me!"

When she said this, she rolled up her sleeves and began to pick up the residue on the table. She did not forget to wink at Feng Xun and said with a smile, "this is division of labor and cooperation!"

Looking at her brisk busy figure, Feng Xun gave a low smile. Instead of stopping her, he turned to the bow of the boat and began to turn the direction of the yacht back.

The night is getting deeper and deeper. On the seventh day of the summer, I lean against the bow of the boat and watch the moonlight sprinkle on the sea surface to make a light silver light for the mysterious sea. At this time, a song comes from afar. With the sound of the waves, it sounds very profound.

"Where's the song from?" Early summer seven lift Mou to see to go to the distance, curiously ask a way.

"It should be the singing of the Church Choir..." Feng Xun saw her face puzzled and explained with a smile: "every weekend evening, the church choir will have a chanting activity, old and young!"

"So it is!" On the seventh day of the summer, he nodded and listened for a moment. He could not help humming: "this song sounds wonderful at night. Genoa is indeed the capital of culture and art..."

Feng Xun looked at her intoxicated appearance, but he didn't smile and put his coat on her: "the sea breeze is strong at night, don't catch cold!"

"I'm not cold..." at the beginning of summer, seven shook his head and laughed, then suddenly aroused interest. He hastily proposed to Feng xunxing: "the song is so beautiful, the night is so good, you can't waste it, you can dance with me!"

Looking at her expectant eyes, Feng Xun couldn't refuse. He stroked her hair and asked with a soft smile, "what do you want to dance? Or the Argentine Tango? "

"No, this song is not suitable for the passionate Tango..." on the seventh day of the summer, he shook his fingers, thought for a moment, and said with a smile, "it's more suitable for the elegant waltz!"

When she said this, she didn't seem to worry about whether Feng Xun would waltz at all, so she stretched out her hands to him.

Feng Xun was dumbfounded, holding her palm, a hand on her waist, and began to waltz with the faint song.

The yacht was a little unstable with the undulating waves. On the seventh day of the summer, he accidentally stepped on Feng Xun's feet several times, spitting out a smile of apology.

"Did I hurt you?" She asked with some worry.

Feng Xun shook his head and said in a low voice, "it's not in the way..."

The seventh day of the summer lowered his head and looked at the clear footprints left by himself on his vamp. He simply took off his shoes and stepped on the deck barefoot, sighing: "it's OK!"

Feng Xun looked at her wayward behavior and shook his head in a funny way: "isn't it cold to step on the deck barefoot?"

"It's not cold. I'm all hot now!" At the beginning of summer, Qi Yang raised his head and said with disapproval.

After all, Feng Xun worried that the chill would come from the soles of her feet. He simply hugged her body, and her feet directly stepped on the back of his feet.

"It's windy at night, there will be cold when barefoot steps on the deck..." he explained with a smile to her questioning eyes: "it can still jump, can't it?"

In the seventh day of the summer, I wanted to refute, but I was driven by his pace. I danced together in the song from afar. With the sound of waves beating on the yacht, I forgot what I wanted to say for a moment

She only knew that at this moment, in the cool night, she danced in his arms, but did not feel the cold sea breeze, a heart is warm!

Even when she came back to the room of the manor, she hugged and fell asleep. In her dream, she was dancing with him, from the sea to the starry night sky.