The Sun, The Beach, And The Island
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The blue sea water rolled to the shore with white waves, washing the fine sand and shimmering golden under the sun.
I was half-lying on a beach chair, and there were palm trees everywhere.
I was wearing a light purple bikini, allowing most of my body to be bathed in the sun. The afternoon rest made people sleepy. The sun's temperature was also warm, but not to the extent of burning my skin.
I removed the sun hat from my face, picked up the iced coconut on the small wooden table beside me, and took a sip. I squinted to see the figure bobbing up and down in the waves.
This was a small island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. After Michael and I finished our coronation ceremony, he took me on his private jet for a vacation. According to him, he had bought the island a long time ago and had sent people to take care of it for many years. It had all kinds of supporting commercial facilities.