Liu Zhizhong ran while looking back at Wen Xin's beautiful apples, thinking they must be both smooth and fragrant!

But he shouted, "Maybe not fruit, perhaps they're cute little animals."

"What little animals? Speak clearly, stop right there, stop..."

"Do you like milk candy? Big White Rabbit milk candy or Little White Rabbit milk candy..."

"Shoo, shoo, I don't have candy on me, you're talking nonsense!"

"Isn't that so?"

As Liu Zhizhong said that, he pointed and then dashed off again.

"Ah... you silver thief, stop right there, are you looking for a beating..."

Wen Xin screamed again, blushing, and sped up even more, continuing the chase.

Liu Zhizhong giggled, continuing to flee and dodge.

For a moment, the air on the ferry was full of joy and ripples of laughter...

However, in the end, Wen Xin was too exhausted, wiping her fragrant sweat, stomping her foot coyly, "No more hitting! You useless jerk, getting hit once won't kill you, right?"

Liu Zhizhong looked at her sweaty, alluring figure, as her thin autumn shirt clung to her body, outlining the wet contour of her upper body, quite a spectacular sight indeed!

Still, Liu Zhizhong was also covered in sweat, wiping his forehead, standing at the prow of the ship, about ten meters away from Wen Xin!

He glanced ahead and couldn't help but laugh, "Master, didn't I say you couldn't catch me? Look, Changsha Island is getting closer!"

Wen Xin glanced over and indeed, Changsha Island was very close. Although she didn't catch Liu Zhizhong this run, it was really enjoyable, even had a good workout.

She said, "If you don't come over, I won't let you search for any Liu Zongyuan at our resort."

"Uh... it's Liu Dongyuan."

"Whatever Liu-something Yuan, are you coming over or not?"

"Sigh... alright then..."

Liu Zhizhong had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender and walked over obediently.

Wen Xin looked at his tall and strong figure, feeling a strong masculine vibe coming towards her.

Especially that broad chest, rising and falling rhythmically with his heartbeat, made her feel a bit dizzy!

She raised a fist to hit, but halfway through, she retracted it.

Wen Xin turned around, "Forget it, hitting a silver thief would just dirty my hands."

Saying that, she turned and went back into the cabin, heading towards her Super Maybach.

Liu Zhizhong stood in the slightly cold sea breeze, silently depressed, his expression stunned for a moment.

After a while, he shouted towards Wen Xin, "I'm not a silver thief!"

"You are, you are, I said you are and so you are... la la la la..." Wen Xin said, turning around to make a funny face, cupping her hands into a megaphone shape, and teasing Liu Zhizhong with playful disdain.

This charm was truly endearing and mischievous, ah~~~~

In Liu Zhizhong's heart, he could appreciate a different kind of beauty.

When they returned to the Maybach, Wen Xin sat in the driver's seat, while Liu Zhizhong sat in the passenger seat.

Wen Xin, wiping her fragrant sweat, was about to complain to Liu Zhizhong.

But Liu Zhizhong, fastening his seatbelt and turning to Wen Xin, quickly said, "Miss Wen Xin, thank you, please always stay so happy and lively!"

"Uh..."

Wen Xin felt as if something had struck her heart.

This jerk, with that focused gaze, so deep, with a faint glow of calmness amidst the plain.

That magnetic voice, even if you said he'd had throat surgery, no one would believe it, it tickled the ears delightfully...