Chapter: 1011

Sometimes in front of the waves, sometimes at the top of the waves, a quick turn, then to the front of the waves, then up, and so on repeatedly for a show.

"Pfft... It looks like he plays very well, but this person is really funny. He has so many friends, but he always wants to come and play with us." Zi Yan pursed her lips and smiled.

"Why."

Zhang Han sighed for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Zi Yan turned to look at Zhang Han.

"Isn't it because your charm is too great? You said that you are so beautiful, I can imagine how many people will chase you in the future?" Zhang Han laughed.

"Hmph, except for your father, no one else can catch up with you." Zi Yan bit her lower lip lightly, and gave Zhang Han a meaningful look.

The implication is that if Miss Ben hadn't had a child with you, then you might not have caught up with her.

Zhang Han couldn't help laughing, stretched out his arms and hugged Zi Yan's waist, and whispered in her ear: "You are destined to belong to me."

"Idiot." Zi Yan twisted her waist and gently bumped Zhang Han with her upturned little butt.

Are you naughty?

Seeing this, Zhang Han narrowed his eyes and whispered, "I'm looking forward to the end of your period."

full of aggressive words.

Let Ziyan... Shua!

Qiao blushed completely, only feeling a tight body and mind, and the place where Zhang Han held her waist was very hot.

Thinking of that moment made her a little nervous and shy.

At this time, the words were a little unclear, and she said in a coquettish tone:

"You, me, and I don't want it. You think beautifully! I haven't finished examining you yet, hmph, now you're leaking, leaking the essence of color, who knows what will happen in the future."

"More color!" Zhang Han spit out two words.

Zi Yan's pretty face turned redder.

Fortunately, the coach came up at this time, and he said, "Sir, the surfboard is ready."

"Well." Zhang Han nodded, took Zi Yan's hand and walked down.

When he saw two wave boards, Zhang Han shook his head and said, "One is enough, I will take her with me."

"Do you still want to lead people?" The coach's tone became three points louder, and he said with some doubts: "Is this okay?"

"You can arrange whatever I say." Zhang Han replied in an unquestionable tone.

"Then...you all know how to swim, right?" the coach asked, feeling that what he said was nonsense.

Can't swim and dare to come to the sea to play surfing? And looking at Zhang Han's expression and tone, he is obviously an old bird.

After thinking about it, the coach nodded and said, "That's fine, but I will put on your safety belts."

"Yeah." Zhang Han nodded.

So the coach took two straps that looked like handcuffs, handed them to Zhang Han, and said at the same time: "These two are buckled around your waist."