Chapter 1351 - 1348: Understanding Qiao Junlie’s Intentions

Chapter 1351: Chapter 1348: Understanding Qiao Junlie’s Intentions

He had even prepared a barbecue grill, and the two of them set it up on the deck, savoring the fruits of their labor to their heart’s content... alongside some red wine and dried fruits, in a world belonging solely to them where there were no impurities. Their eyes only held each other. Zi Ruoxi understood Qiao Junlie’s intentions; he was truly considerate. She had never known he could be so romantic, so tender. This yacht trip completely changed her impression of him.

Later, in the evening, Qiao Junlie changed the yacht’s course, and they returned to the Rock Islands. Fully shrouded in night, alongside the passionate locals and other tourists, they participated in a masquerade party there. People of various skin tones sang joyfully around the bonfires on the beach, turning the beautiful island into a stage of singing and dancing.

Just when everyone was enjoying themselves to the fullest, an unexpected small incident occurred.

Qiao Junlie, who had been wearing a Black Hawk Mask impersonating a dark horse prince, was still accompanying Zi Ruoxi when suddenly a clear voice pierced the air—his phone rang. Qiao Junlie frowned slightly. He had instructed that he was on vacation and no one should disturb him. Damn it, someone dared to call him.

Even after the phone rang a few times, Qiao Junlie continued to act nonchalant.

"Your phone is ringing," Zi Ruoxi helpfully reminded him. At this moment, Zi Ruoxi was wearing a cute bunny princess mask and a beautiful lace court dress.

"Hmm... I’ll go take the call. Sorry, I’ll excuse myself for a bit," Qiao Junlie said gently, touching the bunny ears on her mask. It was too noisy here, so he walked away quickly, several dozen meters away.

...

The music continued, and people were still engrossed in their enjoyment. Of course, the local organizers had arranged various talent performances. In short, the beach had become a dance floor, with everyone gathered joyfully, enjoying themselves thoroughly. People danced happily around the bonfire, while some, feeling tired, rested around the champagne tables nearby, occasionally tasting the local delicacies and wine with champagne.

With the warm sea breeze, Zi Ruoxi watched the colorful performances, especially the sight of people of various skin colors enjoying themselves together, without any inhibition. The accompanying band was excellent, creating a truly infectious scene. Everyone might not be from the same country, but most of them could speak English, so communication wasn’t an issue. This brought people closer together, and from time to time, some young men admired them with envious gazes. Perhaps it was because they saw the Black Hawk Mask-wearing prince by Zi Ruoxi’s side that they did not come over to invite her to dance.

Nonetheless, Zi Ruoxi was in high spirits, still moving and dancing with the people around, enjoying herself immensely.

At this moment, Zi Ruoxi didn’t notice a pair of golden eyes watching her through a golden owl mask in the crowd. They followed her movements, with flames of unknown meaning flickering in those golden depths.

The man had long light blond hair, paired with a dark gold tailcoat mask, holding a high glass with a slim hand adorned with three rings, gently swirling the yellow "Tequila Sunrise" party cocktail inside. Occasionally, he brought it to his eyes, gazing through the clear liquid at the distant "scenery." The white veil floated with the dance, creating an entrancing and mesmerizing scene that sparked whistles and cheers, captivating the crowd. That woman, she must be her! Very beautiful!

Murong Jun thought to himself as he took a sip of his drink from the glass, his lips curving into a slight smile. Holding the glass, he elegantly walked towards her.

"Hi, beautiful princess, you’re a great dancer. Come on, let me complement you," Murong Jun said, raising his glass and moving to dance around her.

Uh...

"..." Zi Ruoxi didn’t have time to say anything when the tall and slender man in front of her naturally followed her dance steps, matching her movements perfectly. His figure was well-proportioned, and while dancing, wrapped in the dark gold tailcoat, he appeared even more beguiling and charming, occasionally revealing a subdued and luxurious glow.

Zi Ruoxi felt a bit awkward, but she quickly let herself go and danced with him. Accompanied by rock-and-roll music, they exchanged movements frequently, expressing themselves fully with body language. Whether due to the dance or something else, their movements were broad, interpreting the song beautifully. The man’s body would occasionally lean towards her, while Zi Ruoxi would naturally lean back, and then those long arms would support her waist, drawing her in before letting go cleanly. The man maintained a gentlemanly demeanor, so Zi Ruoxi didn’t have many concerns and joined him in a joyous dance.

Until again, when Murong Jun’s dancing body came close to her. His usually calm face broke into a charming smile by the corner of his mouth, leaving Zi Ruoxi momentarily stunned.

"Miss Zi Ruoxi, your name is also beautiful! May I call you Zi Ruoxi?" Murong Jun said gently. After a graceful turn, seeing Zi Ruoxi didn’t answer, he smiled again, whispering as he danced. "Since you’re not speaking, I’ll call you Miss Zi then. I didn’t expect you to be such a great dancer!"

Zi Ruoxi was somewhat bewildered; she couldn’t remember when she met this man. This made her actions a bit slow. Nevertheless, she politely continued dancing with the rhythm, as the music hadn’t stopped yet.

When Zi Ruoxi intended to ask, the man’s subsequent action left her even more puzzled. Murong Jun suddenly, during a turn, grasped her hand...

Uh, this shouldn’t be part of the dance.

But before Zi Ruoxi could withdraw her hand, she felt him place something in her hand—hard, with a textured feeling.

Then, the man swiftly withdrew his hand, a radiant smile blossoming at the corner of his mouth. His movements were elegantly twisting. Following that, Murong Jun’s golden eyes peered through the mask at the shadow approaching from afar. The eyes held a hint of meaning. He deliberately maneuvered around Zi Ruoxi’s body so that the person in the distance could see him. Lifting his glass to his ear, it was as if he communicated a silent message to the shadow.

"Miss Zi, until we meet again." With that, Murong Jun gave her a subtle, elegant smile, then turned grandly, halting his dance steps, swiftly diving into the crowd, vanishing through them like slicing through clouds and fog.