Flash marriage, darling wife AA system

  Noon.

  Unlike the north with its heavy snowfall, here there are red flowers and green leaves, a blue sea and sky, and the radiant sunshine spreads warmth to the earth. Even though Chinese New Year is approaching, this place is still in its best season for wearing cheongsam dresses.

  On the beach, everywhere are lovely young girls wearing skirts, singing and dancing. The cheerful laughter breaks the waves of the sea tide, beautiful and refreshing. A little closer to the beach, there are young men and women playing in various swimsuits.

  "This is the end of the world." Shu Yu burst out laughing and pulled a slender woman beside him, "Yunxue, fortunately you invited me here. This place is indeed inspiring. I'm sure this trip will guarantee my inspiration for the first half of next year. What a wonderful place! I didn't come until so late, what a pity!"

  "Oh, so exaggerated?" Qiao Yunxue burst out laughing. The noon sun was too strong and a bit dazzling, she raised her hand and used the small palm of her hand to create a canopy on her forehead, narrowing her eyes to gaze at the breathtakingly beautiful scenery where the sea and sky merged into one, watching as seagulls flew and dived in the distance.

  Snowflakes are beautiful, but they're cold. Sunshine is faint, but it's warm. With the sun on my body and feeling the hot sea breeze, the heart that had been suppressed by Qiao Yun Snow for a day and night finally slowly took flight.

  Just as she was staring ahead, everything in front of her suddenly darkened, Qiao Yunxue hastily dodged to the side, but her face was caught by Shu Yu.

  "Hey?" Qiao Yunxue hastily pushed Shu Yu. What does he want to do?

  "Let me take a look. We've all run over a thousand miles, how is this fingerprint still here..." Shu Yu bent down, tilted her head, lowered her body and glared at her face, carefully examining it, getting angrier by the second. "I told you, brother isn't good enough, why did you choose that Rong guy back then? Look at his family, they're all crazy, daring to hit our Oil Painting Street beauty. Girl, I'm telling you, next time brother sees Rong Qian, he'll definitely beat him up..."

  Fuming and heartbroken, she put down her travel bag and rummaged through it for some ointment.

  "It's nothing." Qiao Yunxue blinked her eyes, listening to Shu Yu's serious nagging, feeling a warmth in her heart, and smiled slightly. "Shu Yu, look, I've been running for over a thousand mornings, finally getting rid of that matter far away, but you still remind me. Really, no need to apply medicine, this sea breeze can dispel the swelling, guaranteed to be fine by this afternoon."

  "Nonsense!" Shu Yu scolded Qiao Yunxue with a smile.

  "I'm telling you, it doesn't hurt that much now. It should be fine soon." Qiao Yunxue said, and casually put the ointment that Shu Yu had taken out back in its place, instead taking her swimsuit and looking around in all directions before laughing and running off towards a certain place, "Shu Yu, watch the luggage for me, I'll go change into my swimsuit first. You can change after I get back."

  The squeezed-out ointment had nowhere to go, and it fell silently onto the sandy beach. Shu Yu shook her head helplessly, still covering the lid tightly, and casually spread out a newspaper on the beach before sitting down.

  As expected, Qiao Yunxue came running over with her skirt in hand after a few moments: "I'm done, Shu Yu, you go change now. Let's go for a stroll and exhaust ourselves."

  Shu Yu shook his head and turned around to look at Qiao Yunxue, but was taken aback.

  A conservative one-piece swimsuit, plain in color, at first glance, it even looks like she's going to participate in an international diving competition.

  Shu Yu's gaze fell on Qiao Yunxue's waist, furrowed her brow and stared for a while before reaching out to grab the fabric around her waist: "Girl, I'm telling you, your waist is a bit thick..."

  "Ah?" This phrase sounds so familiar. Qiao Yunxue was stunned, and unknowingly recalled that a man had once said, "Wife, this swimsuit makes your waist look a bit thicker..."

  A faint melancholy slowly envelops my mind...

  Shaking her head, Qiao Yunxue touched her nose: "In the winter people will get fatter, of course they'll be a bit thicker. If I were thinner than in summer, my mom would worry to death."

  "No way!" Shu Yu stroked his chin, looking very serious and studying her, "I swear, girl, you've really gained some weight. Plump women are indeed liked by men, but unfortunately, it's a pity for Rong Qian."

  A loud slap landed on Shu Yu, Qiao Yunxue grumbled: "Shu Yu, if you keep talking like this, you'll never get married in your life." After saying that, she seemed a bit dazed. Shu Yu said she was fat, but why didn't she feel disgusted or embarrassed? But when that man said her waist was thick, she hated it so much that she wanted to become an ostrich and quickly bury her head in the sand. She even had the urge to cover his mouth.

  Qiao Yunxue walked towards the sea with a swing of her head. But just after a few steps, Shu Yu shouted loudly: "Yunxue, wait!"

  "What?" Jo Yunxue looked at Shu Yu with a hint of surprise.

  Shu Yu hastily threw his travel bag to one side, pulled out a sketchbook and chuckled: "Yun Xue, stand still for a moment, I'll do a quick sketch. This angle is particularly good. Don't worry, I absolutely won't take an extra glance at the five-finger print on your face."

  Hehe, Qiao Yunxue didn't move: "Considering you've accompanied me on my travels, I'll let you draw. Hehe, I've never taken a swimsuit photo before, so the drawing of me will be kept by myself."

  A faint smile, a playful expression, in the sunlight is especially charming, as if the embarrassment of snowflakes and the melancholy in my heart were all driven away by the sun.

  She has gained some weight, but her curves are still soft and slender, under the thin swimsuit is a mature and plump body...

  Shu Yu held the brush for half a day, staring blankly at Qiao Yunxue three meters away, and didn't put down a single stroke. Unconsciously muttering: "Girl, can I touch you...?"

  "What did you say, Shu Yu?" The sea breeze was strong and Shu Yu's voice was soft, Qiao Yunxue didn't hear it, so she asked loudly again.

  "It's nothing." The wheat-colored face unexpectedly showed a flush, Shu Yu lightly coughed to cover up her embarrassment, pulled herself together, and indeed started painting seriously.

  Shu Yu felt that he had never painted a picture for so long and with such detail. He would stop for several seconds after each stroke, admiring the painting for a while, then gazing at the beautiful woman standing there with a gentle smile. Occasionally, he would become distracted for a moment - Shu Yu thought to himself that he was still an old virgin who had never tasted the charm of women...

  "Shu Yu, hurry up, the wind is blowing so hard it's hurting my face." Qiao Yunxue urged.

  Face hurts? Shu Yu's heart has hatred.

  Girl, it's not the sea breeze that hurts, there are still five fingerprints on my face... Rong Qian, next time I see you, if I don't beat you to death, I'm not Shu Yu.

  She stood up, her whole body bent in exhaustion. Qiao Yunxue ran back and frowned at the half-finished sketch: "Shu Yu, are you sure this place can give you inspiration for the first half of next year?"

  She smiled awkwardly, smelling the faint scent of her body fragrance, and suddenly Shu Yu pushed her away: "Don't block my sunlight."

  "Is it noon already?" Qiao Yunxue glanced at the sky, then glanced at Shu Yu who was a head taller than herself, and said sullenly, "How can I block your sunlight."

  Shu Yu gritted her teeth again and again, finally turning around: "If you don't leave now, I'll spit blood!"

  "Ah?" Qiao Yunxue stepped back a bit, still puzzled, staring at Shu Yu in surprise, "This weather shouldn't cause a fever, right."

  Xiu Yu sighed helplessly and reached out to touch her small head: "Girl, you always forget that I'm a man, and a man who has feelings for you."

  "Ah——" His face changed in an instant, Qiao Yunxue carefully glanced at Shu Yu, "Brother, I've been married for half a year already." She thought he had long given up on that idea.

  Defeated, Shu Yu rubbed his forehead and sighed, finally sitting down with the painting folder in his arms, softly sighing: "It's okay, brother understands, this old bachelor still has to continue on."

  His long hair was blown up by the sea breeze, with a faint melancholy temperament and a serious expression. He was originally a man who would evoke sympathy, but Qiao Yunxue couldn't help but laugh: "Brother, the girls on Oil Painting Street who have a crush on you are lined up like a dragon. You're such an old bachelor, it's really suffocating..."

  Xu Yu loved and hated at the same time, but remained silent.

  "Don't be sulky!" Qiao Yunxue sat down beside him, teasing, "I'll help you pick a gentle and wise girl to marry tomorrow. How about that?"

  Although she was heartbroken and her face still hurt, she put on a smiling face to comfort him... Shu Yu's eyes were red, the artist had never been good at hiding his emotions. He lay on the ground, sprawled out like a big character, holding Qiao Yunxue's hand tightly: "Brother regrets it, why didn't he pursue the silly girl with all his might back then? I should have taken you to the civil affairs bureau as soon as you returned from Tibet and gotten married. Otherwise, the silly girl wouldn't be so miserable now, and the Rong family people wouldn't be able to bully her either. It's all brother's fault!"

  Listening to Shu Yu's self-blame, Qiao Yunxue's eyes gradually became moist.

  She also didn't know why she fell for Rong Qian with just one glance, and was in such a hurry to make that man her husband.

  It turned out she was wrong...

  Shu Yu suddenly sat up, randomly tied her long hair, and looked at Qiao Yunxue seriously: "Brother, can I kiss your forehead?"

  "Ah?" Jo Yunxue's body jerked back slightly.

  "Come here for a sec." Shu Yu indeed came over, quickly planting a kiss on her forehead, with a faint melancholy, "If the Yun family doesn't let Cloud Snow have a good life, then I'll take you back to Oil Painting Street. Brother will pamper you for a lifetime, brother will take you to see the sights of the world, and paint pictures."

  It's not possible to let Shu Yu have this kind of thought, but she can't help feeling like crying. The string that had been tightly wound in her heart for a day and a night was almost audible as it snapped. She gently leaned her head on Shu Yu's shoulder, her voice thick with emotion: "Shu Yu... my heart hurts so much. It's so hard to bear, I don't know if I should go back or not. Shu Yu, right now I really don't know how to face him... he's an executioner."

  "Dummy..." He let out a soft sigh, and Shu Yu took off his undershirt to wrap her shoulders tightly. "The UV rays are strong here, be careful not to get sunburned. It'll hurt."

  Just as he was about to open his arms and hug her little head, suddenly the space beside him was empty, and Qiao Yunxue's entire body was pulled up by a force. A faintly sarcastic voice came: "Shu Yu, I didn't expect you to have such a big nerve, daring to bring someone else's wife here."

  What's Luo Shaofan?

  Qiao Yunxue's face turned pale and she involuntarily looked behind Luo Shaofan.

  Luo Shaofan has found her, will Rong Qian come?

  She doesn't want to see him now.

  Luo Shaobo's faint smile spread across his narrow eyes, and his tone was softer: "Don't worry, Rong Qian will probably not find this place in two or three days. You bought tickets to Singapore, and I did too. He can't imagine that we're all watching the sea in Sanya."

  "Don't move, Yun Xue." Shu Yu immediately stood up, the sketchbook in his hand falling from his chest, and the half-finished sketch also fell to the ground.

  Luo Shaofeng's voice gradually faded away, his eyes fixed tightly on the half-finished portrait. He bent down to pick it up, a faint smile playing on his lips. His bright eyes shifted towards Qiao Yunxue, looking at her wearing a comfortable camisole, but underneath was a thin, tight swimsuit. Although it was black, against her fair skin, it had a unique quiet and introverted beauty. Because of this swimsuit, the usually somewhat innocent her, seemed to have gained a few more mature charms.

  A perfect blend of innocence and maturity, unintentionally luring them in.

  Luo Shaofan's bold gaze finally fell on Qiao Yuxue's legs under her swimsuit...

  Qiao Yunxue quietly leaned back against Shu Yu's body.

  A sentimental person like me, how can I tolerate Luo Shaofeng's fiery gaze on the woman who has been hurt since childhood? Letting out a low, dissatisfied growl, his entire body pounced at Luo Shaofeng: "You scoundrel! You wasted my sister's youth for so many years, and you still dare to stand in front of Yunxue. Today, if I don't teach you a lesson on behalf of Yunxue, I won't be Shuyou."

  "You're crazy." Luo Shaofan and Shu Yu were rolling on the beach.

  "Shu Yu, get up. Luo Shaofeng, let go of Shu Yu." Qiao Yunxue clenched her fists and jumped up, shouting, but didn't dare to get any closer.

  Shu Yu had been dissatisfied with Luo Shaofeng for over a decade, and it was said that "the frost of three feet is not the cold of one day". Now that he had caught the opportunity to teach him a lesson, he naturally wouldn't let him off lightly. Although Shu Yu was just a weak and gentle painter, he wasn't originally Luo Shaofeng's opponent, but he would rather exhaust himself than let Luo Shaofeng gain any advantage.

  The sand here is quite coarse, and it's not fun to rub it on your face. In a short while, the faces of the two big men were covered in scratches. Shu Yu was still bare-armed, and now his upper body had several red gashes. Luo Shaofan's expensive dress shirt was also completely ruined.

  "Stop it......" Qiao Yunxue rushed forward.

  As soon as they saw her in the past, Shu Yu and Luo Shaofan were afraid of hurting her, but You Zhi deliberately avoided her and rolled to one side.

  Looking at the two men who were entwined and refused to let go, Qiao Yunxue stomped her foot, holding her phone and dialing 110, but couldn't decide whether to make the call. Shu Yu was also a somewhat famous painter, after all, reputation was important...

  There were already onlookers around, and some people wanted to help, but no one took action.

  Qiao Yunxue looked on, her eyes welling up with tears, and her vision blurred. Sniffling, she said slowly: "If I count to three and you still want to fight, I'll go climb Mount Everest right now. One... two..."

  Shu Yu and Luo Shaofan miraculously separated in one second. Not only did they separate, but they also got up obediently to tidy themselves up.

  Both of them had paint on their bodies, and neither looked like a painter nor did they have the demeanor of a CEO. Luo Shaofan frowned and glanced at his own shirt, then took it off and casually stuffed it into the trash can next to him. Standing there bare-chested, he glared at Shu Yu with annoyance.

  Qiao Yunxue hastily handed over the shirt on her body to Shu Yu. After Shu Yu put it on, she finally looked like a human being.

  But both of their faces were so red with anger.

  Gritting her teeth, Qiao Yunxue squeezed the medicinal paste that was originally used to apply to her own bruised face onto Shu Yu's face.

  "What about me?" Luo Shaofeng shamelessly stretched out his hand for it.

  "Your face is still so thick, what else can you possibly want?"

  "My face is more useful than yours." Luo Shaofan snatched the ointment and applied it to his face.

  Her face twitched a bit, Qiao Yunxue turned around and left. She had to change out of her swimsuit, lest she become the fuse.

  For the rest of the day, Shu Yu didn't paint anymore. As soon as she moved, those two followed her, one in front and one behind. Luo Shaofeng was always in front, while Shu Yu followed behind with wide eyes. It seemed that whenever Luo Shaofeng made a move, Shu Yu would punch him.

  Qiao Yunxue sat down, and Shu Yu silently sat beside her. Luo Shaofan had an even thicker skin, basking in the sun with his shirt off, sitting on her other side.

  Being followed by a man with bare arms, she naturally attracted the attention of the audience. When the sun became sunset, Qiao Yunxue's initial joy had worn off, and she stood up: "Shu Yu, let's go find an inn. I'm sleepy."

  "Camping," Shu Yu said.

  "Camping," said Luo Shaofan.

  Her face twitched slightly, Qiao Yunxue stared at the two men in front of her with completely different styles, and couldn't say a word.

  However, when it came to buying a tent, the two men still cooperated. Before long, they brought back three tents and chose an extremely good location to set them up. As soon as the sky darkened, the two of them started a self-service barbecue.

  Qiao Yunxue didn't even eat dinner, and under the gaze of Shu Yu and Luo Shaofan, she slipped into the tent. Slipping in didn't mean she could sleep, because Shu Yu and Luo Shaofan were still arguing outside.

  "You go to sleep first." Shu Yu shook her long hair, "I'll only feel at ease after I see you fall asleep."

  Luo Shaofan raised an eyebrow: "I was thinking the same thing. Doesn't look like much, yet dares to flirt with Yunxue."

  Ten minutes later, Qiao Yunxue crawled out of the tent and stood in front of Shu Yu and Luo Shaofan. The two men immediately shut their mouths.

  It seems she can only blow the sea breeze by the seaside for one night.

  Seven, eight, even ten o'clock had passed. Shu Yu was still locked in a stalemate with Luo Shaofan. At twelve o'clock, Luo Shaofan gave all the barbecue to Shu Yu, who couldn't withstand his drowsiness and finally fell asleep, leaning to one side.

  Feeling Luo Shaofeng's fiery gaze, Qiao Yunxue quietly wrapped her arms around her body.

  Luo Shaofeng wrapped his arms around her shoulders: "Tired, lean on me and sleep. Xue, I will take good care of you, won't be worse than Rong Qian..."

  Qiao Yunxue's thoughts had long since drifted far away - Rong Qian... Had he really gone to Singapore to find her?

  Lu Shao Fan's chin gently pressed against her little head. He scooped up her smooth hair and kissed...

  Gently pushing away Luo Shaofan, Qiao Yuxue stood up. She glanced at the sleeping Shu Yu, looked around, and quietly walked towards where there were still people.

  "Yunxue, wait for me." Luo Shaofan stood up and followed.

  She stopped and smiled back: "You and Su Qinglan are the same, you're all busy with your own lives, and haven't put baby in the scope of your life." That lovely Tiantian is so pitiful...

  Luo Shaofeng's low voice echoed in the night sky: "But, I've always kept him within the scope of Yunxue's life. Yunxue, I know you're disappointed in me, but... I'm not entirely to blame."

  "My life now, is just me." Qiao Yunxue smiled faintly and kicked at the beach sand.

  Lu Shao Fan stopped in his tracks: "I don't believe... I know you won't forgive Rong Qian again, so why can't you turn back and take a look? Happiness has never been far from you."

  Qiao Yunxue also stopped, a faint smile on her lips: "Shao Fan, you go back! I really want to let Shu Yu take me out for a good walk. If you really feel sorry for me, let me choose myself. Is that okay?"

  "It's no good." Luo Shaofan stretched out his long arm, tightly holding her face, staring at the still slightly swollen half of her face. "Do you think I found this place by coincidence? I heard that someone in the Rong family dared to hit you, so I went to the hospital to find you, only to discover that you had left. Xue, you can't stay in the Rong family."

  "I..." She smiled faintly, "I will choose."

  "You can't go back to the Rong's house!" Luo Shaofeng became agitated, his slender eyes sparkling with fire, "I won't let you get hurt again. Snow, not even if it's the Rong's house."

  Qiao Yunxue gazed silently at the sea. She gently pried open his arms: "If I get entangled with a wealthy family, there will be harm. I want to leave you all far behind. Please understand!"

  "I don't understand! From now on, no one in the Luo family will let Yunxue get hurt again." Luo Shaofan excitedly grabbed her shoulders, "Xue, you've only been married to Rongqian for half a year, I don't believe you can love him that deeply. That's impossible..."

  She remained silent.

  Thinking she had been persuaded by him, Luo Shaofeng was overjoyed and wrapped his arms around her slender body.

  She was in a hurry and bit his arm. After biting, she retreated in horror. But he held her tightly, with thick emotions in his eyes: "Xue..." Luo Shaofan, who was bare-shouldered, bent down to hug her, "It's windy, let's go back to the tent."

  "Let me go!" she yelled at the top of her lungs, "Shu Yu——"

  Her voice was drowned out by a spiral of propeller noise.

  From afar and getting closer, growing louder and louder, shaking the eardrums, even Shu Yu who had fallen asleep was startled awake.

  In the darkness, a fighter jet with a deep green glow was parked on the beach. The pilot could be vaguely seen saying goodbye to someone, and then a tall man jumped down from above. He looked around for a moment, then walked towards Luo Shaofan's direction in big strides.

  "Rong Qian......" Luo Shaofan panicked, and Qiao Yuxue rolled out of his arms onto the sandy beach.

  Rong Qian has arrived. He bent his waist and squatted in front of her, gazing at her dazed eyes, his lips slowly curling up into a shallow smile.

  His large palm reached out to her chest, and the intense masculine breath wrapped tightly around her: "Baby, you're really good at hide-and-seek..."

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