Reborn Fairy Wife Takes Me on a Gaggle-Fire rampage

After dinner, Wen Shu and Mu Chen sat on the deck of the yacht, gazing at the starry sky. A gentle sea breeze brought a touch of coolness, and Mu Chen considerately took out a soft blanket and gently draped it over Wen Shu's shoulders. They nestled together, feeling each other's warmth and heartbeats. Under the starry sky, the yacht rocked gently with the waves, as if the whole world had quieted down, leaving only the sound of their breathing and the waves lapping against the hull.

In this atmosphere, Wen Shu and Mu Chen gradually felt drowsy. They smiled at each other and decided not to resist the sleepiness. Mu Chen carefully held Wen Shu in his arms, and the two lay down together in the yacht's cabin. A blanket covered them, as if weaving a warm dream for them. Under the starlight, they fell asleep in each other's arms, enjoying the happiness brought by this beautiful night.

Around midnight, Wen Shu and Mu Chen awoke almost simultaneously. They gently pushed open the cabin door and slowly walked onto the deck to greet the new day. The sky still carried the lingering glow of night, dotted with stars, and the sea was as calm as a mirror, reflecting the faint starlight. The two found a comfortable spot to sit, leaning against the ship's railing, gazing into the distance.

As time passed, the eastern sky began to lighten with the first hint of dawn, gradually tinged with a faint orange-red, foreshadowing the imminent sunrise. Wen Shu and Mu Chen sat quietly, enjoying this rare tranquility. A gentle sea breeze, carrying a slight coolness and the salty scent of the ocean, dispelled their drowsiness.

The sun finally peeked out, casting beams of golden light upon the earth. A golden thread seemed to connect the sky and water, creating a breathtaking panorama. Wen Shu and Mu Chen were captivated by this magnificent sight; they instinctively reached out their hands, as if trying to touch the distant horizon.

Seagulls circled in the air, occasionally letting out a few clear cries, seemingly cheering for the beautiful sunrise. The waves gently lapped against the boat, making a rhythmic sound that accompanied the tranquil morning. Wen Shu and Mu Chen exchanged a knowing smile; they knew this moment would become one of the most beautiful memories they would ever have.

As the sun rose higher, the sky gradually brightened, changing from orange-red to azure. Wen Shu and Mu Chen stood up, stretched, and prepared to start their new day. They decided to go to the yacht's galley to prepare a hearty breakfast to celebrate this beautiful morning. In the warm sunlight, their figures gradually disappeared at the other end of the deck, leaving behind an unforgettable memory of a sunrise at sea.

Mu Chen returned to his hotel, carefully packed his bags, and then moved to Wen Shu's guesthouse. For the past few days, they had been enjoying delicious food and leisurely strolls on PJ Island, their happiness drawing envy from those around them.

During their time on PJ Island, Mu Chen and Wen Shu felt as if they were in a paradise, far removed from the hustle and bustle of the city. Every morning, they were awakened by the sound of waves crashing on the shore, breathing in the island's fresh air as they began their day. Led by Wen Shu, Mu Chen explored every corner of the island, from the ancient lighthouse to the secluded beaches, leaving behind their laughter and joy at every turn.

Wen Shu was very knowledgeable about the island's history and culture. She told Mu Chen the legends and stories of PJ Island, which made Mu Chen feel even more attached to the island. They participated in local festivals and celebrations together, tasted authentic island cuisine, and experienced the warmth and hospitality of the islanders.

As the sun sets, they often sit by the sea, watching the sun slowly sink below the horizon, enjoying the most peaceful moment of the day. Mu Chen discovered that the time he spent with Wen Shu gave him new insights and understanding of life. He began to think that perhaps happiness doesn't always require complexity and luxury; sometimes, simplicity and authenticity are the most precious things.

On their last night on PJ Island, Mu Chen and Wen Shu sat on the terrace of their guesthouse, gazing at the starry sky, sharing their hopes and plans for the future. Mu Chen knew this experience would become one of the most precious memories of his life. He thanked Wen Shu for everything she had given him and looked forward to exploring more of the unknown and beautiful world with her in the future.

As Mu Chen and Wen Shu prepared to embark on their return journey, they chose a comfortable and fast option—a private jet. The aircraft not only boasted luxurious interiors but also featured an advanced navigation system, ensuring a smooth and safe flight. As they boarded, the cabin door slowly closed, and the engine emitted a deep, powerful roar, signaling the start of a swift journey.

The plane accelerated along the runway and soon soared into the blue sky. In the air, they enjoyed exclusive cabin crew service, from exquisite meals to customized entertainment—everything seemed so thoughtful and attentive. The clouds outside the window rushed past, as if making way for their journey home. Compared to commercial flights, private jets offer more flexible routes, allowing them to avoid busy lines and fly directly to their destination.

Mu Chen and Wen Shu sat in the spacious leather seats, admiring the ever-changing scenery through the porthole. They chatted about the details of their trip, from the unforgettable landscapes to the interesting experiences, their conversation flowing smoothly. The plane's speed was truly astonishing; soon they saw familiar landmarks, meaning they were getting closer and closer to home.

As the plane gradually descended, they began preparations for landing. Guided by ground staff, the aircraft landed smoothly on the private tarmac. When the cabin door reopened, a familiar breeze greeted them, signifying the successful completion of their quick and comfortable return journey.

Mu Chen moved swiftly and skillfully, effortlessly lifting Wen Shu's suitcase as if its weight were nothing to him, and steadily placing it into the car's trunk. Throughout the entire process, Mu Chen's face showed no sign of strain, but rather an air of composed elegance. He carefully adjusted the position of the luggage, ensuring it wouldn't be damaged by bumps during the journey.

Then, Mu Chen walked around to the driver's side and elegantly got into the car. He started the engine, and the luxurious sedan emitted a deep, powerful roar. Mu Chen skillfully shifted gears, and the car slowly drove away from the parking lot, heading towards the manor. Outside the car window, the hustle and bustle of the city was gradually replaced by the tranquility of the suburbs. Mu Chen drove the car through winding country roads, with rolling green fields and wildflowers dotting the landscape on both sides.

As they drew closer to the manor, Mu Chen's mood gradually relaxed. He loved the feeling of returning to the tranquil manor; it was as if every such journey was a spiritual cleansing. The magnificent outline of the manor gradually came into view, and a slight smile involuntarily appeared on Mu Chen's lips.

The car finally stopped in front of the manor's main gate. Mu Chen nimbly jumped out of the car, walked around to the passenger side, and opened the car door for Wen Shu.