They stayed a night in Las Vegas and then went to Sanibel Island.
There, is a paradise of seashells.
Because half of the beaches there are covered with shells, from pearly white, light yellow, pink, light purple to black, many of which have patterns.
An Xiaoyu happily collected shells and said with a smile, "Honey, I want to make these shells into wind chimes!"
Shen Yufeng laughed, "Sure! I'll help you!"
He accompanied An Xiaoyu to collect shells, and the two had great fun together.
Shen Yufeng stepped forward, just about to cross over, but An Xiaoyu reached out to block his way.
"Honey, look over there..."
Shen Yufeng looked in the direction An Xiaoyu pointed and saw that there were conchs slowly crawling on the beach, leaving behind trails.
They were so lucky. Although there were many people picking shells on the beach, no one took them away because they were living creatures belonging to this place. Watching the cute way the little conchs crawled, An Xiaoyu laughed.
