MTL - I Married the Second Male Lead After Reincarnating-Chapter 463 Restlessness

  As soon as he heard Mo Xiaoyuan's voice, Hull felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and immediately protected Mu Qing behind him, looking at him vigilantly, "Why are you here?"

  Mrs. Josephine answered this question instead of Mo Xiaoyuan: "He also participated in this trip, and he provided the food and drinks on our ship."

  Hearing this, Hull frowned.

  Mrs. Josephine finally noticed the unusual atmosphere between the two, and belatedly asked, "Is there any festival between you?"

   Mo Xiaoyuan said calmly: "No, just met a few times."

  Hel's dark blue eyes were full of hostility, and he didn't speak.

  Mu Qing has no intention of greeting Mo Xiaoyuan, "Hull, it's time to get on the boat."

  Hell nodded and followed her into the boat, like a wolf cub protecting food, always on guard against Mo Xiaoyuan.

  Mo Xiaoyuan's eyes were like splashed ink, and he followed the two of them into the boat without haste.

  Josephine’s boat is not too big, it can only hold a dozen people.

   Except for a few people in the small town, the rest are tourists from other places.

  The weather is fine today, the clouds just cover the scorching sun, but there is no intention of rain.

  There were several sets of white European-style tables and chairs on the deck, and Mu Qing picked the one at the far end and sat down.

   Hull sat next to her for a while, ready to go downstairs to get a cold drink.

   Before leaving, his eyes stopped on Mo Xiaoyuan who was opposite him, and he made a fist gesture at him.

  In nature, in the face of males who try to compete with themselves for females, males will behave more aggressively than usual.

   Hull is the case now.

  Mo Xiaoyuan glanced at Hull's slender arms and legs with a youthful look, ridicule flashed in his eyes, lowered his eyebrows, and gently shook the transparent ice cubes and blue drink in the glass.

  Water ice hitting the inner wall of the glass makes a crisp and pleasant sound, which feels like summer.

   Seeing him take his eyes off, Hull raised his legs and walked into the cabin.

  Mu Qing sat for a while, then walked to the fence to enjoy the air.

  A blond man with big stubble came over with a camera.

   "Madam, would you like to be my model? I will pay you a fee."

  There were a few tourists from other places on the boat today. After the boat left the port, they took pictures at the bow of the boat.

  Just now the man took a casual glance and noticed this slender, cold and beautiful woman. He suddenly felt his eyes light up, and walked over with his camera.

  Mu Qing wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, she asked, "How much is it?"

  The man said a number, and Mu Qing was a little moved.

   This is her income for nearly a week.

   "How to do it specifically?"

  Seeing that she agreed to come down, the photographer was a little excited, brought the props for the photo, picked a blooming Bai Baihe for her, and told her a few poses.

  Mu Qing posed according to the photographer's instructions, leaning casually on the side of the guardrail, half of her face covered by white lilies.

  The eyelids are drooping, and the long and curly eyelashes are as thick as crow feathers, lining the faint melancholy under the eyes, half-covered, with a transparent and fragile beauty.

  The photographer stood for a while and lay down for a while, taking photos from many angles.

  Mo Xiaoyuan watched from not far away, took out his mobile phone, and took a few photos of Mu Qing.

  The distance between him and her was a bit far, the slender index finger and thumb tightened, spread out on the screen, and slowly zoomed in on the screen, trying to capture every detail of her.

   The two have known each other for more than two years, and this is the first time he has looked at her appearance so carefully.

   She is indeed beautiful.

   It's no wonder that at the first sight, he had the urge to take him back and mess with him.

  Recalling the longing that once filled his chest, his eyes unconsciously focused and became hot, and his whole body was hot and unbearable.

  Since Mu Qing's suspended animation, he hasn't had a good vent for several months.

  At this moment, the sky is bright and broad daylight, and I feel agitated in my heart.

   Wishing to throw all the people around her into the sea, pull her over and press her on the deck, and make her cry under her body.

  Perhaps his eyes were too explicit, Mu Qing finally noticed this side, and met his gaze.

   With a movement of his fingers, he took a picture of her front face.

   It was easily set as a wallpaper.

  Mu Qing and Mo Xiaoyuan have known each other for two years, and they have been intimate for many times.

  His eyes were extremely aggressive just now, and she could see clearly what was going on in his mind.

  She suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and turned around, facing him with her back.

  When Hull came back, the photographer was still instructing Mu Qing to pose in the second pose.

  He tried several times, but he was not satisfied.

  Seeing Hull approaching, his eyes lit up, "Mu, this is your boyfriend, right?"

  The photographer followed Mu Qing and the others when they boarded the boat ahead. They didn't see their faces at the time, but now they vaguely remember who is who.

   Mo Xiaoyuan was listening not far away, Mu Qing didn't answer, Hull nodded directly, "Yes."

  Photographer: "May I ask you to pose with this lady? I will pay you half of what you paid."

   Hull readily agreed, "Okay."

  He is struggling with no way to get closer to Mu Qing, and the excuse of taking pictures together is just right.

  Doing one thing together will increase mutual understanding and intimacy.

  He was so eloquent, the photographer smiled with satisfaction, and showed them a photo from his phone.

   "Sir, just put your arms around Mu's waist like this, put your hands here, soften your eyes, and put all your attention on her."

  The photographer explained to the two of them very seriously, and then asked them to start posing.

  Before touching Mu Qing, Hull asked politely: "Can I hold your waist?"

  Mu Qing replied: "Yes."

  She is not a rigid and conservative person, so it is okay to hug her waist when taking pictures.

  She approached Hull generously, waiting for him to move.

   Seeing her so natural, Hull was a little nervous instead.

  Although the two of them were dating during this time, in reality he had never even held Mu Qing's hand, let alone made any further moves.

  Now Mu Qing is so close, he can almost smell the quiet fragrance of her body, and the little person in his heart is also a little eager to move.

  He rolled his Adam's apple, looked down at her, and said hoarsely, "I'm sorry."

   After finishing speaking, he raised his hand to wrap her waist.

  However, before his hand touched Mu Qing, Mo Xiaoyuan grabbed his wrist.

   He frowned and raised his head, and met the other party's dark eyes.

  Mo Xiaoyuan's voice was low and deep, a little gloomy, "I'll take pictures with her."