Naturally, they could no longer play volleyball.
It was dinner time, so Gu Jinglian ordered a candlelight dinner, intending to relive the sweetness of their marriage with Chu He.
Dusk. Seaside. Beach. Sunset. A hint of candlelight with classic foie gras. Quietly waiting for nightfall.
It was beautiful just to imagine such a scene. Gu Jinglian had put a lot of thought into this trip. Since they were on vacation, everything had to be perfect.
He was a perfectionist, so there was little excuse or reason not to do well whatever he wanted to do.
Chu He, however, had no idea how much effort he had put in. Even after the candlelight dinner was ready, she continued fretting about what delicious food could be found on the island. She was hungry and all she could think of were steaks and burgers.
