Black Lotus is reborn, from campus to rich family

Although the island that Yu Suiwan bought was nominally private, tourism developed on the island thanks to her investment.

This private villa was built not long ago. Far away from the hustle and bustle of Kyoto, it is particularly peaceful and leisurely.

The coastline is long, with light blue water lapping against it layer by layer. At night, there is a bonfire party.

In the villa area, Yu Suiwan was wearing a dark red halter dress with red marks on the neckline and exposed skin on her arms.

She kicked the culprit with her bare ankle:

"It's all your fault. How could I attend the bonfire party because of Yinzi?"

They had been making a fuss until very late last night, and after dinner this afternoon, she just wanted to try on a skirt. As soon as she put it on, someone carried her back to the bedroom with red eyes.

It wasn't until the afternoon that I finally got around to it. After a nap and having dinner, it was almost seven o'clock.

It just so happened that once someone started having sex, it was very easy for him to lose control. She was so exhausted that she had no strength left and could only let him do whatever he wanted.

Lu Zhan sat contentedly on the sofa, and his eyes brightened even more after being kicked.

He reached out and grabbed her ankles and pulled her into his arms. The crimson skirt drew an arc in the air, like a fluttering butterfly falling into a spider web. He leaned over and kissed her, coaxing her:

"I was wrong, Wanwan. I apologize to you."

Even if you admit your mistake actively and refuse to change, you will still do it next time, right?

Yu Suiwan felt an itch in her teeth, and reached out to throw the concealer on the table into his arms:

"Apply it to me."

"As you command, my dear wife."

Lu Zhan responded in a low voice, skillfully brushed her long hair aside, and used his fingertips to spread concealer to help her cover the red marks.

It was already eight o'clock when the two of them packed up and set off for the beach. The bonfire party had just begun.

Two unfamiliar and beautiful oriental faces instantly attracted the attention of most people on the scene. Lu Zhan hugged Yu Suiwan, and the ring on his ring finger was extremely eye-catching under the glow of the bonfire.

There were also some couples here on their honeymoon. When they saw such a sweet couple, they happily came up to talk to them.

"Hello, you two are so loving."

Yu Suiwan smiled and nodded: "Good evening, you too."

The couple opposite were North Americans. It was a rare opportunity for them to come to this remote island across the ocean, so they happily invited Yu Suiwan to join them in the dance circle.

The inner circle was a feast exclusively for girls. Yu Suiwan winked at Lu Zhan, smiled, and followed the woman inside.

Lu Zhan stood there, a gentle smile in his eyes, staring at her intently.

The man next to her was not good at dancing. He stood aside and lit a cigarette and handed it to her:

"Brother, would you like one?"

Seeing his wife being disturbed, Lu Zhan's face turned a little unhappy, his eyebrows sank, and he said expressionlessly:

"No, thank you."

The man was fortunate enough to witness his textbook-like art of changing his expression in an instant. He put away his cigarette, feeling a little unnatural:

"Ok."

Lu Zhan didn't care about these things. He stood there and watched for a while. Finally, he forced the music to pause, squeezed over the moment they let go of each other's hands, and held his wife's hand.

Yu Suiwan was infected by the happy atmosphere here and took him aside with a smile.

The music continued to play. The girl saw that the people around her had changed, so she held someone else's hand without caring and continued to dance in a circle.

The music with drum beats was particularly inspiring on the beach. Yu Suiwan hugged his thin waist, stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear, smiling:

"Ah Zhan, come and dance."

The flickering firelight reflected on her face, and it swirled and flew with the dancing hem of her skirt, like a ball of dancing flame.

Lu Zhan had never seen Yu Suiwan like this before.

He was immersed in her eyes with a bright smile, and he put his arms around her waist and danced with her, watching her spin and bloom around him.

The crowd around them focused their attention on the newlyweds and expressed their sincere admiration.

More and more men and women joined in the dance, and the beach was filled with the excitement of music and fluttering skirts.

Until the end of the party, Lu Zhan held Yu Suiwan's hand tightly. She was wearing a pair of slippers, and sand had gotten into them. Lu Zhan simply carried her on his back and walked back along the coastline.

The surroundings became quiet, with only the sound of waves hitting the shore.

Yu Suiwan drank some fruit wine at the party, leaned on his shoulder, hugged his neck, and hummed softly.

"When we get old, we'll come here to retire. Then I'll push your wheelchair and take you dancing."

Lu Zhan lifted her up and replied with a chuckle:

"I'm in a wheelchair, how am I supposed to carry this drunk kid home?"

Yu Suiwan tilted his head and thought for a moment: "Then I won't drink. I'll be responsible for pushing you back."

Lu Zhan pinched her thigh and said, "You better curse me, baby. Your life and property are in my hands now. If I accidentally throw you into the sea, what will you do?"

Yu Suiwan smiled and removed her hand from his neck, then opened her arms to face the sea breeze.

"I don't believe you can't bear to do it."

Lu Zhan held her tightly with both hands and asked her, "Really?"

He took a step forward and ran quickly towards the villa.

He was wearing a white shirt, which was blown back by the sea breeze. His drooping bangs were blown back by the wind, revealing his clean forehead. Even his eyebrows and eyes were filled with a wanton smile.

Yu Suiwan covered his ears and shouted, letting him make a fuss: "A Zhan! Slow down, slow down..."

Lu Zhan ran all the way to the door of the villa, opened the door, went in, turned the man around and pushed him against the door.

He panted and lowered his forehead to look at her flushed cheeks and sparkling eyes, chuckling softly and pecking her eyes.

Yu Suiwan hugged his neck and could still feel his intense heartbeat.

There was no light in the living room, but she could feel the fiery light flashing in Lu Zhan's eyes. She immediately understood what he meant and said shyly:

"You, you didn't just..."

Lu Zhan chuckled a few times, lowered his head to kiss her lips, and put his hands into the hollow waist of her suspender skirt.

Yu Suiwan's eyes widened and he began to resist:

"You! You need to control yourself..."

During the struggle, the plush slippers hanging on her feet fell off. Lu Zhan stopped and lowered his head following her gaze.

A pair of bunny slippers turned over and lay on top of his own bear slippers.

His deep brows were stained with an ambiguous smile, and he spoke in a hoarse voice:

"So Wanwan likes this."

Yu Suiwan's cold and solemn face flushed: "No... no..."

All the struggles seemed futile. Lu Zhan took a step back, stepped barefoot on the floor, and walked towards the sofa with the person in his arms in one hand.

Only two pairs of slippers were left overlapping at the entrance.