Silver beach, on the sea.

Ling Zhou was wearing a decent white casual outfit, and Qiao Yu was wearing a beautiful white gauze dress.

The two hugged each other gently, stepped on the sea, the waves splashed, and the long skirt fluttered, which was extremely romantic.

On the back of the dragon, Qiao Yu was gently embraced by Ling Zhou. After a brief panic and shocked, she blinked her beautiful eyes, looked around, looked at her feet, and a blush flashed on her cold face, with excitement and joy.

At this moment, she seemed to have regained the feeling of Lingzhou taking her to fly in the sky while in Shennongjia.

Being with Lingzhou is really an unexpected surprise at any time.

Of course, there are surprises.

Anyway, it won't be dull.

Qiao Yu's eyes flashed with a smile that Ling Zhou could not see, enjoying this wonderful moment.

The dragon did not completely surface, but only Ling Zhou and the others stood, revealing some water surface slightly. For a moment, when they stood from a distance, Ling Zhou and Qiao Yu seemed to be walking on the sea, as if they were a real version of the water float.

This scene made Chen Yiru, Xiaolian, Xiaoyan and others behind them all stunned.

By accident, his highness seemed to have made another big news.

Fortunately, the surrounding waters have been designated as private waters by His Highness and there is no media presence.

Otherwise, his highness will become a topic again.

The second floor of the villa.

Yu Yin stood by the window, looking at the two people hugging each other and sliding romantically on the sea, her face was calm.

After a while, she sighed, as if she had made a decision.

Turning around, sitting back to the computer, continuing to typing on the keyboard, busy.

...

“How does it feel?”

On the sea, Ling Zhou held Qiao Yu, blew in her ear, and said softly.

Feeling the heat coming from his ears, Qiao Yu's cold pretty face turned slightly red.

"good."

Qiao Yu suppressed her excitement and surprise in her heart, and said calmly.

Ling Zhou smiled when he heard this, hugged the woman's waist with one hand, raised her hand, opened her one arm, closed her eyes, and enjoyed this wonderful moment.

Qiao Yu looked back at him and blinked her beautiful eyes.

Although it is on the sea, it seems that it is possible to fall into the sea at any time.

But when she was surrounded by Ling Zhou, she felt a wonderful sense of security. Immediately, her body was closer to Ling Zhou, as if she was lying in his arms.

Feeling Qiao Yu's changes, Ling Zhou smiled and hugged her hand tightly.

"Let's go back."

More than 10 minutes later, Ling Zhou whispered to her.

Qiao Yu was a little reluctant, but after thinking about it, he nodded.

Ling Zhou smiled and directed Dalong toward the villa beach.

Soon, they boarded the beach.

"The skirt is wet."

Qiao Yu glanced at the hem of the skirt and said.

In the sea, waves splashed, and the hem of her long skirt was almost completely wet by the waves.

"Sister Yiru, contact the palace and send Qiao Yu a dress."

Ling Zhou directly ordered Chen Yiru.

There is no skirt that Qiao Yu can wear in Yintan Villa.

Chen Yiru was about to nod when she heard this.

At this time, Qiao Yu suddenly said, "Lingzhou, I'm going to attend a dance party tonight. I haven't had time to prepare my evening dress yet. Please accompany me to see the dress."

Upon hearing this, Ling Zhou couldn't help blinking and looking at her cold and pretty face.

Qiao Yu's face turned slightly red when she was seen, and she turned her head and looked at the distant sea level.

Since she decided to attend the evening dance, how could she not prepare her evening dress in advance? Not only did she prepare her evening dress, but her evening dress was also a royal designer who personally designed and customized according to her temperament.

"But can you go out like this?"

Ling Zhou looked at her and did not expose her lie.

"What should I do?"

Qiao Yu suddenly blinked and said.

Ling Zhou was speechless. When did she become so cute?

Immediately, he waved his hand and said, "Sister Yiru, prepare and go to Master Jane Doyle to see the dress."

Chen Yiru nodded when he heard this.

simple.

Doyle is the royal designer of Lanling's royal family. The royal family members usually wear and usually attend events, all of which are from Jian.

Hand of Doyle.

Upon hearing this, a hint of joy flashed in Qiao Yu's eyes and then he returned to peace.

Ling Zhou smiled, walked into the villa, and came to the study on the second floor.

"Yu Yin, I'm going to go out with Qiao Yu. You can go and ask Master Jian to design a few clothes for you."

Ling Zhou said to Yu Yin with a smile.

Yu Yin heard this and smiled, "I have enough clothes. You have bought me a lot of them. I won't go. You guys."

When Ling Zhou heard this, he thought about it for a while. He felt a little that the lingering sound of today changed.

But he didn't think much about it, nodded, turned around and left.

Watching Ling Zhou leave, Yu Yin's hand took it away from the keyboard, leaned weakly on the chair, and sighed as he looked out the window.

Immediately, she smiled softly, looked at the lines of code on the computer, took a deep breath, sat up straight, and continued to typing on the keyboard.

...

Leaving the study, Ling Zhou accompanied Qiao Yu to leave the villa and drove toward the southwest of Lanling Island.

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a small manor.

This is the fashion designer - Jian.

Doyle's studio is located.

At this time, someone was waiting in front of the manor.

Seeing Lingzhou's convoy stopping, they hurriedly met.

"Welcome Your Highness Zhou, Your Highness Qiao Yu."

As soon as she got out of the car, a European and American woman in her 30s led her greeted her politely and generously. She has a mature and plump figure and delicate appearance. She is a rare mature and majestic beauty.

She is Jane.

Doyle.

Ling Zhou smiled, exchanged greetings, and led the group to the manor.

...

"Jane, that's right. I'm going to attend a dance with Qiao Yu tonight. Please choose a suitable dress for her."

In the manor, in a hall filled with various clothes, Ling Zhou was against Jian.

Doyle said with a smile.

simple.

Doyle was a little strange.

Qiao Yu.

As the only princess in the Aslamic Kingdom, she will attend the event at night and will not prepare a dress?

But she didn't ask much, nodded and looked at Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu's face was always cold and elegant, with a noble and elegant temperament. She faced Jian.

Doyle's eyes, she nodded politely.

Then, Jane Doyle introduced several dresses based on Qiao Yu's temperament.
To be continued...