If you really want to escape, one stick of oil is enough.
Just drive the yacht out and burn up the last bit of fuel, and someone will naturally follow the location on the yacht to find it.
He only needs to pretend that he fell into the water when he fell into the water, and was buried in the belly of the fish. Wait quietly for twelve hours.
Those who were not seen when they were born, and who were not seen when they died, will definitely be notified to Yan Qingna.
If Yan Qing is willing to come, he can have a face-to-face exchange.
If he didn't want to, he could also disguise himself as a butler and go find him in person.
It's just that in doing so, it seems that his methods are too strong.
Zhan Wuyou lowered his eyes slightly, and the thick eyelashes covered the peaks of his eyes.
He had to act harmless, and he had to give Yan Qing a little more time.
He just hasn't found out how soft and different he is to himself.
Gotta give him time.
Zhan Wuyou blinked and showed a soft smile.
·
The butler personally sent Wang Zhi away, but he didn't see Zhan Wuyou when he turned around.
Thinking of Master Yan's explanation, his expression tightened.
I was about to call someone to find him.
Zhan Wuyou, who had changed his clothes, walked briskly, and said heartily, "Housekeeper."
"Mr. Zhan." Seeing the man, the butler breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart.
After showing an impeccable smile to Zhan Wuyou, he said, "Do you need anything?"
"I want a deck chair." Zhan Wuyou pointed to the beach, "The sea breeze is very comfortable today, I want to lie on the beach for a while."
The butler followed Zhan Wuyou's fingers and looked over.
Very ordinary beach, there will be no danger.
He smiled and said, "That's really a good place to relax, just wait a moment, I'll make the arrangement."
"Trouble."
·
The butler is indeed a professional who graduated from a well-known school.
But just half an hour.
There is already a leisure resort in front of the beach.
The orange parasols show a tropical style, and the soft deck chair is covered with a layer of ice, which makes it cool to lie on.
On the small wooden table on the side, Filipino maids brought freshly squeezed juices and fruits. Ice cubes are carefully placed under the fruit bowl, and the peeled and sliced fruits are stacked on the ice cubes one by one, which is very cool and appetizing.
Not far away, several people gathered in twos and threes to prepare a small barbecue place.
·
It will be twelve o'clock in the afternoon, and the barbecue is really too much.
"Let's put the barbecue on for now." Zhan Wuyou waved at the Filipino maids, "Go and rest first."
The Filipino maids nodded and left together.
Zhan Wuyou lazily inserted the quick fruit into his mouth.
Ignoring the fact that he was trapped on the island, Zhan Wuyou seemed to be enjoying himself very much.
·
Only occasionally, he would touch his earlobe.
After all, it was this thing that exposed his identity, otherwise he should be lying on Yan Qing's bed now, flirting and cursing to deepen his relationship.
pity…
Alas, I hope the liaison officer will be more careful and find out that he has lost contact as soon as possible.
·
Yan family.
Yan Qing stayed in the room, pinching an earring on her fingertips.
This was taken off by Zhan Wuyou himself when he fell into a coma.
After I got it back from the hospital, I kept throwing it on the bedside table without moving it.
A few days later, he was pinched again between two fingers.
The usual sharp eyes stopped at the earrings now, and his thoughts had obviously drifted along the object to its owner.
·
If Zhan Wuyou hadn't come to rescue him that day, he wouldn't have noticed at all...
But throwing people on the island is already his bottom line.
He didn't let it go when he had a high fever.
It didn't take him into a coma to knock off his limbs and give him enough lessons.
Just throw it on the island...
That person was so heartless that he was still in the mood to go fishing with Wang Zhi!
·
Yan Qing pinched the earrings with all her fingers.
The tail of the sharp earring pierced into the pulp of the finger, and a drop of blood immediately rolled out.
·
He wiped off the blood with his hands, stared at the earring for a while, and then put it back on the bedside table.
His eyes seemed to be hooked behind him, and while watching, he smoked a cigar with a sullen face.
A cloud of smoke rose in the air, gradually filling the room with his breath.
His gaze froze in the air again.
Vaguely, Charles' extremely white face appeared in his mind.
Every sentence he said began to replay automatically in his mind uncontrollably,
"I want to introduce my friend to..."
"We made an appointment to do something that friends do..."
"Don't scold him, what anger is coming at me."
…
Yan Qing snuffed out the cigar.
The person he has raised for so long, now anyone can come up to take an oath of sovereignty? !
There was a hearty sneer on the corner of his lips.
Standing up abruptly, he stepped out of the room.
·
In the yard, the butler was leading Wang Zhi to come.
He and Yan Qing just bumped into each other, but haven't spoken yet. With one stride of Yan Qing's long legs, she had already passed the two of them, and walked towards the helipad in the backyard.
"Yan Ye!" Wang Zhi was holding a transparent oxygen bag in his hand, which contained seven or eight red snappers densely packed, because of the limited space, they squeezed together like a continuous red cloud.
He turned around, followed Yan Qing closely, and said, "Is something wrong? Where are you going?"
Yan Qing's face was tense, and she didn't confide a word.
Wang Zhi seldom saw Master Yan showing his emotions to such an extent.
It seems that something big must have happened, and the matter is urgent. He couldn't help but lower his face, and followed behind Yan Qing with a solemn expression.
The red snapper in his arms was up and down because of his movements, and kept colliding with each other.
The color was too red, and Yan Qing felt uncomfortable when she glanced at it casually.
·
Wang Zhi was ready to board the plane with Lord Yan, but he stepped on his left foot when he was kicked off by a foot coming from the front.
Wang Zhi squatted down on the grass, his face full of bewilderment.
Yan Qing withdrew her foot and said coldly, "Take the fish and roll."
"..."
Holding the red snapper, Wang Zhi, who was full of doubts, had no time to say a second sentence when he was swayed by the strong wind from the propeller.
When I wanted to ask why again, the plane had already lifted up, heading... towards the direction he came back from
·
Zhan Wuyou had a good night's sleep by the beach, but finally the hunger in his stomach woke him up from his deep sleep.
He stretched lazily.
Before he could open his eyes, he heard a very familiar sneer.
The man's voice was so familiar that it was etched into his bones.
Zhan Wuyou's eyes widened.
·
Yan Qing stood in front of him, with a sneer on her handsome face, "It seems that you are very comfortable staying here."
·
Zhan Wuyou blinked.
Then he reached his hand behind his back and gently pinched himself.
The pain is real, not a dream.
The person in front of him is really Yan Qing.
He actually came to the island
This deviated from what he expected.
He thought, at least he was the one who ran to Yan Qing first.
·
Yan Qing fixedly looked at him, the agitated mood that started three days ago seemed to be gently caressed by a pair of big hands, and suddenly calmed down a lot.
"Master." Zhan Wuyou lay on the recliner and called out stickily, "Are you here to find me?"
Yan Qing stared at him and bent down violently.
The distance between the two suddenly shortened because of his movements.
They were facing each other with only three centimeters between them.
Yan Qing had smoked a cigar when she came, and after a few hours, there was only a very faint smell left on her body. But because the two were so close, Zhan Wuyou felt that the breath belonging to Yan Qing was being swallowed into his lungs with every breath.
The desire to miss forced Zhan Wuyou to take two more puffs. There was a slight grievance in the voice, "I miss you very much."
"Really?" Yan Qing reached out and touched his cheek.
"En." Zhan Wuyou nodded hastily, with no idle hands, he put his arms around his neck, and said very honestly, "I really want to go out to see you. The reason why I proposed to go fishing is to get a yacht and come out to meet you. Take a group photo to stimulate you to come to see me."
Although that photo is just an appetizer in his opinion.
After all, Zhan Wuyou was more inclined to run out of the island to meet Yan Qing himself, and he planned everything for this.
Yan Qing came suddenly.
·
Regarding Zhan Wuyou's confession, Yan Qing just looked at him seriously, and after a while said with a little sarcasm, "It seems that you have already tasted the price of lying, why, are you afraid?"
"Then did you forgive me?" Zhan Wuyou looked at him with a slight smile.
The corners of Yan Qing's lips twitched, inexplicably, he felt that Zhan Wuyou was a little angry at this moment
I wanted to say a few more words of ridicule, and after turning the tip of my tongue a few times, I silently swallowed it back. It was replaced by a serious sentence, "What do you think?"
Zhan Wuyou stared at him for a while.
Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and laughed.
Yan Qing was made uncomfortable by his laughter, and when her bad temper was about to rush forward. Zhan Wuyou leaned closer again, and said softly, "Master, give me a hug."
"I miss you so much."
"really miss you."
·
Yan Qing sullenly listened to the voice of grievance in her ear.
His hands moved slightly, and he hugged him forcefully into his arms.
·
The barbecue grill prepared by the housekeeper finally came in handy.
Zhan Wuyou simply marinated the fish he caught during the day, and asked the housekeeper for some vegetables and slices of bread.
Yan Qing sat patiently on the side, watching Zhan Wuyou sprinkle seasonings on the food with a brush in great interest.
·
The sky was completely dark, and all the street lights in the garden were turned on, casting a layer of warm light on Zhan Wuyou's thin figure.
The ice between the two seemed to be broken all of a sudden, and the intimacy before was restored.
·
"Slightly spicy?" Zhan Wuyou was brushing homemade chili oil on the fish.
He had clearly registered it, but he still looked at Yan Qing as if discussing it.
Yan Qing looked at him, and silently shifted her gaze to the fish body with a layer of light red.
Zhan Wuyou let him look at him, didn't speak, just looked at him with a pair of beautiful eyes and smiled.
·
After a long while, Yan Qing squeezed out two words, "Slightly spicy."
"I also think you like slightly spicy food." Zhan Wuyou smiled a little wider this time, his eyes slightly bent, looking innocent and well-behaved.
The aroma of fish meat and spices wafts slowly during the charcoal grilling, and the spiciness matches the aroma of the ingredients themselves, making the mouth salivate.
Zhan Wuyou sprinkled spices familiarly, and brushed the green vegetables with spicy oil. The green leaf stalks immediately glowed with a layer of oily luster full of appetite and fireworks.
Yan Qing usually eats meals that are nutritionally proportioned. Although I have eaten barbecue, I don't feel much.
But this will smell this thick fragrance, and unexpectedly the appetite will be widened.
·
"Try it?" Zhan Wuyou put the grilled fish in front of Yan Qing.
Yan Qing reservedly picked up the chopsticks and took a sip.
The rich fresh fragrance exploded the moment it entered the mouth.
The right spices fully stimulate the deliciousness of the fish itself, and the spicy oil seems to be soaked into the bones of the fish, making every piece of meat full of stamina.
"Like it?"
Yan Qing's eyes brightened slightly, "It's delicious."