What are you doing, Mr. President? I'm just an extra!

Shen Weilan lay on the beach chair.

The few swaying ribbons were gently lifted by her fingertips and came undone.

Her large, snow-white back was so dazzling it made one dizzy.

It looks like a freshly made milk pudding.

The kind that makes a "duangduang" sound.

She turned her head, resting her chin on the back of her clasped hands.

Her eyes were like hooks, and her voice was so soft it could melt your heart.

"Brother Lu~"

"They can't reach it."

"Help?"

The bottle of coconut oil sunscreen in her hand was forcibly shoved into Lu Li's hand.

The bottle was still warm.

Lu Li wanted to refuse.

But those innocent big eyes blinked, as if they had suffered some great injustice.

Add to that the subtle, yet palpable, pressure from Su Feiyan's gaze beside him.

If we don't agree, Shen Weilan will probably cause trouble again.

Never mind.

[The sooner you die, the sooner you'll be reborn.]

I'll just think of it as caramelizing the pork.

Lu Li sighed and resignedly took the bottle.

"it is good."

Pour coconut oil into your palm, rub it to warm it, and then apply it to that smooth back.

【Ding! 】

[Master-level Massage Technique (Ancient Court Version) has been triggered.]

Lu Li's fingers seemed to have a mind of their own.

It's not about applying it.

It is playing.

The fingertips traced the muscle lines on both sides of the spine, pushing in inch by inch.

"Um……"

Shen Weilan couldn't help herself.

That sound, echoing through the ages.

It felt like a kitten being tickled, or like an electric current running through its tailbone.

She originally wanted to flirt with Lu Li, but she ended up giving in first.

This method is too wicked.

Sour, bloated, numb.

She started to twist.

Her waist swayed like a snake, making a rustling sound as she slid across the recliner.

"Brother Lu..."

"That……"

Lu Li was covered in sweat, frantically reciting the "Heart-Cleansing Mantra" in his mind.

Is this one of the benefits of being young?

[It's all collagen, incredibly bouncy.]

[It's just that the noise I was making was... well, you know, people who didn't know better would think I was slaughtering a pig.]

"Click."

A crisp sound broke the enchanting atmosphere.

On the recliner next door.

The aluminum can in Su Feiyan's hand deflated.

She took off her sunglasses, and there was no smile in her peach blossom eyes.

That's enough.

She grabbed a bath towel and covered Shen Weilan's head with it.

They completely covered the "heated cat" that was still meowing.

"If you want to get a tan, don't drag my assistant down with you."

Shen Weilan struggled and whimpered inside the towel.

Su Feiyan didn't even glance at it.

She turned around and lay down on her recliner.

Her back has a firm and smooth line, and her shoulder blades look like they're about to take flight.

That's the charm that only mature women possess.

"come over."

She pointed to her back.

"I need it too."

Lu Li swallowed hard, moved closer, his hands still warm, stained with the oil from earlier.

Su Feiyan's back felt completely different to the touch.

If Shen Weilan is like soft tofu, then Su Feiyan is like fine silk.

[Tsk tsk, that back...]

It would be a shame not to get cupping done.

Especially those two dimples on the lower back.

[Venus's dimples... if you poured some wine in them, you could definitely raise fish in them...]

[I want to lick... oops, I mean, I want to press.]

Su Feiyan's lips curled slightly.

Pour the wine?

Very creative.

This little rascal always has some strange yet...not-so-annoying ideas in his head.

I can try that next time.

But now...

"Focus."

She grabbed Lu Li's wrist with her other hand, but didn't let him stop.

Instead, she led his hand across his lower back.

"It's easy to get sunburned here too."

"Paint the key areas."

Lu Li's breath hitched.

The sensation under your fingertips is breathtakingly smooth.

The edge of that high-cut swimsuit was faintly visible between the fingers.

The huge parasol cast a shadow, blocking the view of others.

Nobody saw it.

Su Feiyan's foot.

Her toes, painted with burgundy nail polish, were as lustrous as seashells.

Silently.

then.

……

My toenails occasionally scratch my skin.

Lu Li's whole body stiffened.

The workers continued their work, even putting in more effort due to their tension.

The warmth of my palms and the sensation of my legs intertwined.

He was pressing her.

She is...

This is a silent game.

How could she be so good?!

That foot...it's deadly...

[Further up...]

Shen Weilan watched from the side, her cheeks puffed up with anger.

Clutching the bath towel, he wished he could tear those holes to shreds.

That's clearly flirting!

hateful!

They snatched it away again!

She was the one who launched the attack first!

Is this the skill of a mature woman? She can even make sunscreen look amazing!

Not far away.

Under the shade of coconut trees.

Gu Qingcheng was wearing a slightly conservative white halter-neck swimsuit.

He sat upright, yet seemed out of place.

The sea breeze blows.

Others felt cool.

She felt a bone-chilling cold seeping into her very bones.

This is the Nine Yin Cold Meridian.

When the attack is about to occur, even on a tropical island, it feels like being in an ice cellar.

She looked over there with a hint of envy.

It's not that I envy the ambiguous atmosphere, nor that I envy their ability to show off their figures without restraint.

Instead, I envy... that temperature.

Lu Li's hand.

Even from this distance, she could almost feel the heat of those hands.

That kind of continuous heat, as if it could melt solid ice.

In the sunlight, those hands seemed to glow.

Just then.

Lu Li's thoughts entered her mind without any hindrance.

Ugh... It's so hot!

This ancient sacred body is full of yang energy, like a furnace.

[It looks just like a human-shaped hand warmer.]

We need to find a place to cool down quickly, otherwise it might spontaneously combust.

Gu Qingcheng's pupils contracted slightly, and the mineral water bottle in her hand cracked as she squeezed it.

A human-shaped hand warmer?

Is there sufficient Yang energy?

Fried egg?

These words swirled and collided in her mind.

In the end, it turned into a crazy idea.

in case……

What if those hands were placed on your body?

Press it on your perpetually cold lower abdomen?

Or perhaps... on those frozen meridians?

even……

Like the warm sun in winter.

That kind of temperature that can dispel the cold and bring new life.

Gu Qingcheng stared at Lu Li's hand.

If I could hug him.

It must be... very warm, right?