My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 148

Her only strength was painting.

Her favorite thing was to paint. Painting would calm her down and make her feel comfortable, so she wouldn't have too many distracting thoughts.

The sea was calm.

William lied on the beach and dozed off lazily, his face handsome.

Alice drew on the side.

Time trickled by, and gradually, William's silhouette, cold facial features, handsome silhouette, and extremely long legs appeared on the beach.

"Alright."

Alice stopped and clapped.

When she was done, she realized that she was tired. Unlike her usual self, painting on the beach required more effort, and her arms were sore.

"You're done?"

William suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight at her.

"You're not asleep?" Alice looked at him, puzzled.

"I fell asleep. I woke up when you called me."

William then turned around and stood up from the beach. He stretched his neck and walked over to her.

Alice was extremely tired; she casually threw away the teaching stick and sat down on the beach.

William looked down and saw the portrait on the beach.

There were many famous painters in Cullen Family who had painted oil paintings for their families, but they were really not worth mentioning.

Alice drew it, no matter how he looked at it, it was pleasing to the eye.

"Daniel!" William roared, "Go get a camera, take this down!"

"Yes, young master."

"Go to the nearest place where you can transfer helicopters and bring one over. Aerial recording!"

William said again.

Alice drew a picture that was four times bigger than his real self, only by doing an aerial photo could she get a complete view of the picture and its effects.

"Yes, young master."

Daniel turned and quickly ran away.

Aerial photo?

Alice opened her eyes wide in shock, and looked at him tiredly. "There's no need to exaggerate so much, right?

"I have money."

"If you have money, you can donate some to Hope Elementary School." Using a helicopter to do a beach portrait?

"I donated it!"

"If I had known this would happen, I would have let you draw on the paper. I can't preserve it on the beach!" William frowned, with some regret, he sat down beside her.

Alice was speechless.

"Give me your hand." William said, the Demon Claw grabbed her hands and placed them in his palms, and said with a low voice, "Protect these hands for me in the future."

Then he let her paint.

Alice silently cursed in her heart.

"Your hands are sensitive, you can draw, and you can cook. These hands are the most useful things in your body." William said, his voice was magnetic.

She endured painting and cooking. What the hell was sensitivity? Is that an advantage?

Alice retracted her hand, and looked at the sea surface.

The night was much deeper than before. The stars in the sky were sparse, and the sea had its own voice.

Alice held her face and looked at the ocean.

William looked down at her.

She looked at the sea more and more pleasing to the eye.

He found her more and more pleasing to the eye.

Alice knew that William was staring straight at her, and she didn't want to say anything more. She was really tired, and just stood there, quietly staring at the ocean.

A long time passed.

Alice suddenly said, "Do you know that I have always held yearning and hatred towards the ocean?"

"Why?"

William asked.

"When I was young, I always wanted to see the sea, but unfortunately, I didn't have the chance." Alice looked at the sea, and lightly smiled, her smile was a little bitter, "Once, my adoptive parents took my sister Mary on a cultivation trip, and it was a vacation by the sea."

"When Mary came back, tell me how happy they were, and how many photos she took. The three of them left a lot of footprints on the beach, three people's footprints." Alice laughed bitterly and said, "At that time, I was very jealous looking at those footprints, I felt that I was the most unnecessary one in our family."

"..."

William looked at her, his black eyes tightly locked onto the bitter smile on her lips.

"At that time, I told myself that I hated the sea the most. I didn't want to go see it at all." "However, when The Isle of the Clouds took me swimming in the ocean, I realized that the real ocean was much more beautiful than the pictures."

The sea was truly beautiful.

The sea at night was even more beautiful.

"The Isle of the Clouds, is this your first time seeing the ocean?" William's voice was low.

"Hmm, it's the first time in real life that it's so close to the sea."

Alice nodded.

She looked at the sea under the night sky and silently watched the waves come over. A beautiful white line appeared.

Looking at it, Alice's head was touching the ground, gradually getting sleepy.

She gradually closed her eyes, put a hand up against her raised knee, and fell asleep with her face against her arm.

Seeing that, William frowned.

Don't you know how to sleep with me? Did she have to be so distant from him!?

William stared at the lady in front of him in displeasure, he reached out and pulled her, causing her to slant her body into his embrace, and she was still asleep.

She was really tired.

She didn't even wake up.

William pinched her ear in dissatisfaction. His movements were fierce, but the strength was so gentle that it didn't seem like it came from William.

With one hand wrapped around Alice, and the other holding onto her phone, he called Daniel and ordered coldly, "Let the helicopter be on standby, don't come over here for now."

Helicopter aerial shots, the sound would disturb her.

"When you said footprints, you said it with a lot of emphasis." William did not deny it.

"Heavy tone?" She froze.

"Your tone means that you care about them. You care about the footprints they stepped on a lot, but they don't take you with them." William carried her, looked at the two rows of footprints in front of him, and tyrannically spoke, "They don't bring you! If they step on nine footprints, I'll take you on nine hundred! a hundred times stronger than them!"

They didn't bring you! I brought you!

Such insolence.

So arrogant.

Alice listened dumbly. She found it hard to believe, because her tone was slightly heavier, he didn't sleep the whole night. She carried her on her back and stepped on her footprints.

The entire night.

Is he crazy? Isn't he sleepy? And he had been carrying her all along, wasn't he tired?

"How is it? Is it more than enough? If it isn't, I'll step on it again!"

William said.

"No need, enough!" Alice immediately said, she wanted to get down from his back, "Put me down."

"No, I'm not good enough in this line of work."

"You still want to step all the way on my head?" Alice turned to look, only to find that there was still a row of trees more than 10 meters away.

"Yes."

William nodded, and turned around with her on his back. He returned to the path of orderly footprints and walked forward step by step.

"Then I'll come down. You're too tired."

Alice tried to slide down his back.

"No!" William held her leg tightly, and carried her as he walked, "Come down, your weight will not be the same as before, and the depth of your footprints will also differ."

He began to be paranoid again.

Alice wanted to say that the depth of the footprints was not the same, so what? However, when she looked down and saw the footprints on the ground, she couldn't say anything.

He had actually stepped on the footprints behind her back the whole night just because of her words.

How could he do such an incredible thing?

"Alice, you remember me!" William's overbearing voice suddenly sounded out, "Never envy others. If others have it, I'll give it to you a hundred times more!"

It was like two neat parallel footprints on a beach.

He gave it to her a hundredfold.

"..."

Alice opened her mouth, but could not say anything, her eyes were inexplicably wet.

No one had ever done such a crazy thing in a night just because of her words.

On the other side of the sea, a cold sun slowly rose.

It was sunrise.

The moment the sunrise appeared; Alice heard her own voice. "William, don't be so nice to me."

She was afraid that her principles would crumble.

She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to persevere any longer.