Gu Jiao wore the plainest clothes, but they couldn’t hide her fair skin and beauty. Not only was Shi Ye completely captivated by her, there were quite a few who tried to strike up a conversation.
Gu Jiao didn’t have the time for them; she wanted to surf.
It was her first time playing, and Shi Ye taught her hand in hand.
The adolescent boys and girls were filled with the aura of youth and the sour and sweet scent of romance.
"Eyesore." The mystery man said while sipping his red wine.
His assistant’s confused voice came through the Bluetooth headset: "What’s an eyesore?"
The mystery man stared at the little girl laughing heartily, saying indifferently: "Nothing."
Gu Jiao learned quickly in everything, and surfing was no exception. After an hour, she was playing better than Shi Ye.
Shi Ye was exhausted beyond belief, holding his surfboard as he came to the beach, panting heavily as he watched the enthusiastic Gu Jiao. She was as excited as a little sparrow, as if she had endless energy.
Just wonderful, just adorable.
Shi Ye sat on the beach, his hands supporting the sand behind him, smiling as he watched his girl, feeling immensely satisfied at this moment.
Gu Jiao played until dark, only stopping when she felt hungry and reluctantly putting away her surfboard.
The two returned to the hotel and changed their clothes.
Shi Ye had booked a barbecue stand, where quite a few guests were already seated and the aroma of grilled meat and cumin filled the entire small square.
Shi Ye let Gu Jiao sit while he ran back and forth, fetching ingredients and setting up the grill.
The young master of the Shi family, born with a silver spoon, was attentively serving a girl for the first time.
He had practiced at home, and the flavor he produced wasn’t bad.
Gu Jiao said, "Honey, honey, I like sweet things."
But even the mystery man wouldn’t let her eat much, saying it would cause tooth decay.
"Okay." Shi Ye, with his face full of soot, brushed a layer of glistening honey onto the grills.
"Is it tasty?" Shi Ye asked her.
Gu Jiao munched on the skewers, her little mouth busy like a hamster, nodding her head.
Shi Ye smiled happily.
Meanwhile, the mystery man prepared to take action.
Tonight’s mission was to intercept a batch of goods, rated only E-level because of the opponents’ minor backgrounds and weak armed forces.


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