It was said that a woman's sixth sense was extremely accurate. Meng Qingge couldn't believe her own guess.
However, when Meng Qingge looked at the way Chen Xiao hugged Miao Rufeng, she couldn't help but feel that something was off. Ji Wanzhou seemed to be hugging her somehow.
"Ji Wanzhou, hold me." Meng Qingge thought for a moment and asked seriously while looking at Ji Wanzhou.
When Ji Wanzhou heard the request, he was stunned for a moment, then revealed a knowing smile, "You missed me?"
He stretched out his hand and tightly hugged his wife to his chest, not leaving a single gap. Now, Young Master Ji only had a pair of swimming trunks left, leaving him with a small towel to wipe his body with.
Meng Qingge didn't wear much either. Her clothes were a little cold from the wind blowing against her man's body. When she was together with him, it seemed like she was being roasted by a scorching heat.