The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Song Lishu and Huo Baiyuan went to the restaurant for dinner first. After eating, it was dark outside and the autumn night was a bit cold.

Song Lishu tightened his coat, and as soon as he walked to the beach, a sea breeze rushed toward his face, with a salty breath.

Some people were grilling by the beach, and there were also groups of groups drinking and chatting. Song Lishu and Huo Baiyuan held hands and walked around the beach.

Huo Baiyuan suddenly took off his shoes, stepped barefoot on the beach, and then touched the wet sea with his toes.

Song Lishu pulled him: "The sea is cold, so be careful of catching a cold."

Huo Baiyuan smiled: "It's okay, it's not very cold, you also try it together? It's fun."

Song Lishu shook his head.

Huo Baiyuan simply put one hand under Song Lishu's arms and hugged her directly, took off Song Lishu's shoes with the other hand, and threw it aside at random.

Song Lishu was startled, and subconsciously put his arms around Huo Baiyuan's neck and kicked his suspended legs: "A Yuan, what are you doing, let me down!"

"Don't move, you will fall." Huo Baiyuan looked up at Song Lishu, smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, trust me, okay?"

Looking at Huo Baiyuan's shining eyes like a river of stars under the moonlight, Song Lishu felt at ease inexplicably and stopped struggling.

Huo Baiyuan held Song Lishu and approached the sea, gently lowering her toes, the sea water flowing from Song Lishu's toes, with a little itchy, Song Lishu couldn't help laughing.

Huo Baiyuan also smiled: "Isn't it interesting?"

Song Lishu nodded.

Huo Baiyuan carefully put down Song Lishu, letting her feet step on the sea, but still supporting her with one hand to prevent her from falling.

Song Lishu grew courageous, and stepped on the sea water twice with his feet, and all the sea water splashed on Huo Baiyuan's trouser legs.

The sea covered by the moonlight shimmered, far away, without seeing the edge, as if it were connected to the sky and the earth.

Song Lishu and Huo Baiyuan were walking barefoot on the beach with their shoes. It didn't take long for Song Lishu to feel that their feet were a little sore, but everything was so beautiful that she didn't want to end.

Huo Baiyuan found that Song Lishu's pace was gradually slowing down, and looked down at Song Lishu's feet on the beach. Then, he squatted down in front of Song Lishu and turned his back to Song Lishu.

Song Lishu looked at him strangely: "What's the matter?"

Huo Baiyuan patted himself on the back: "You come up, I will carry you away."

Song Lishu immediately shook his head and refused: "No need to recite, I can walk by myself."

Huo Baiyuan turned his head and looked at Song Lishu with earnest eyes: "Come on, I want to carry you."

Song Lishu blushed in an instant, and she stepped forward two steps, slowly lying on Huo Baiyuan's back, Huo Baiyuan stood up and turned her upside down.

"Hold tight, don't fall down."

Song Lishu immediately stretched out his hand and clung to Huo Baiyuan's neck tightly.

Huo Baiyuan couldn't help but chuckled, carrying Song Lishu on his back, and continued walking along the beach.

Song Lishu stared at the back of the man's head. There was a time when she was like this, she could only look at his back from a distance, and never dared to approach him, so that it would be as unreal as a dream on his back.

Song Lishu slowly lowered her head and leaned her head on the man's shoulder. Suddenly she felt that all this might really be just a dream. She slowly closed her eyes and muttered in the darkness, "Ah. Yuan, have you ever thought that all this may be just a dream."