My Dongguan Love Story

As soon as Victoria Song opened the door, a cool, damp sea breeze rushed in, gently lifting her hair. The edges of her bikini swayed slightly in the breeze, making her alluring figure particularly captivating in the sunlight.

She looked down at the first-floor deck and saw Dazhuang there, his left hand on the railing, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, his eyes half-closed as he looked at the seagulls flying in the distance.

She walked downstairs with a smile, entered the restaurant, and took out two wine glasses. The dark red liquid in the glasses swirled slowly as she walked.

Victoria Song walked up to me and handed me a wine glass: "Here, have a drink."

I heard a sound, turned my head and saw Song Qian smiling at me, offering me a wine glass. I looked down at it and took it.

Victoria Song touched her glass to mine, then tilted her head back and took a small sip.

Seeing this, I also started drinking.

"You're standing here in a daze, is something on your mind?"

Victoria Song sipped her red wine, her face flushed as she looked at me.

"Well, it's nothing really on my mind, just some random thoughts." I did have something on my mind, but I wouldn't tell Song Qian directly. After all, we're not that close.

Hearing my words, Song Qian smiled sweetly, leaned closer to me, and pressed her shoulder against my arm, a smooth, cool sensation washing over me. After getting closer, she looked up at me with a smile:

Is this your first time on a cruise ship?

"Yeah." I nodded, wondering what Song Qian meant. Suddenly, she reached out her small hand and gently patted my shoulder, her eyes crinkling with laughter as she looked at me.

"Then I'll take you out for some fun; I guarantee it'll make you feel better."

As she spoke, she pulled me to the side. I was a little stunned when she suddenly pulled me, but I didn't want to refuse. After a while, she pulled me to the edge of a swimming pool.

I didn't expect there to be a swimming pool on the cruise ship. The pool wasn't big, maybe only a few meters long and wide, but it was enough for swimming.

Just as I was about to turn around and look at Victoria Song, I saw her put down her wine glass and jump into the pool.

Sunlight shimmered on the water's surface. Song Qian, wearing a dazzling bikini, was mostly submerged, only her smooth shoulders and collarbone visible, as water droplets slowly dripped down her platinum bra. I was mesmerized!

She looked up at me standing by the pool, her arm resting lightly on the edge, beckoning me with her fingertips, and smiling charmingly at me, saying, "Dazhuang, come swim with me."

Her voice was soft and sweet, making one's heart flutter. But I didn't know what mischief she was plotting, so I dared not make a move.

I remained unmoved. She splashed water, sending up sprays of water that soaked my trouser legs.

"Come on down!" she said, and started swimming from side to side, her body's curves appearing and disappearing in the water. Suddenly, she fell into the water and began to struggle violently.

I was startled when I saw this, so I quickly took off my shirt and jumped into the water. I swam quickly to her side, grabbed her with one hand, and tried to pull her to the shore.

Suddenly, her other hand reached out and wrapped around me.

Oh no! I was terrified. I've heard that drowning people panic when they encounter their rescuers, and end up grabbing onto their rescuers and drowning together.

Right now, I'm entangled with Song Qian, who's drowning!

My hands and feet began to struggle, and just as my feet were pushing downwards, I suddenly stepped on the bottom of the pool.

I was stunned for a moment, and stood up straight. The pool was only 1.6 meters deep! I looked at Song Qian next to me. She was about 1.7 meters tall. How could she possibly drown?

At this moment, Victoria Song gently clung to me, looked up at me with a shy smile, then stretched out her lips and pressed them directly against mine. Her hands roamed over my body, and finally she pushed me into the pool.

It wasn't until the moment I was pushed down that I finally realized that Victoria Song had deliberately pretended to drown to lure me into jumping into the pool!

"Haha." Song Qian laughed triumphantly when she saw me being pushed down. Then she pounced on me, splashing water everywhere.

She swam to my side, bent her left leg and hooked it around my back, pulling me closer. Then she wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a deep kiss, leaving a hickey.

Seeing that I was stunned, she laughed, thinking I was quite cute and a bit silly. She grabbed my hand and pulled it around her waist. My hand touched her waist; it was soft and smooth.

She nuzzled my arm with her soft body, then whispered in my ear, "Let's go upstairs."

As she spoke, she took my hand and led me away from the pool.

My pants were soaked through and clung to my body, making me quite uncomfortable in the cool breeze. But at the same time, the cool breeze also brought me back to my senses.

No way! She's Zhang Xiaoqian's friend. If something happens between us, won't Sister Zhao find out?

It was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over me, and I sobered up.

Seeing me stop, Song Qian turned back to look at me with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong?"

I watched the water droplets trickle down her hair, down her neck, into her collarbone, and then into the deep cleavage I loved so much.

I swallowed hard; reason prevailed over desire, and I decided to get her away first. So I said to her:

"Go take a shower first, I'll be there in a bit."

Victoria Song looked at me shyly and smiled, "Okay, come over in five minutes."

As she spoke, she licked the corner of her mouth and gave me a flirtatious wink.

After Song Qian left, I quickly went to a bathroom, washed up, and changed into clean clothes.

After I came out, I saw Song Qian standing by the stairs, looking at me with a somewhat aggrieved expression:

"Dazhuang, why didn't you come up? I've been waiting for you for ages!"

I smiled faintly at her: "I have a girlfriend, I can't betray her."

I don't know if she knows about my relationship with Sister Zhao, so I used "girlfriend" as an excuse. If she asks Zhang Xiaoqian, she'll understand.

However, when Song Qian heard what I said, she didn't back down. Instead, she came over and took my arm.

"So what if she has a girlfriend? How would she know on this cruise ship?"

That's true, but her daughter is also on the cruise ship, and she's your friend. Do you think Sister Zhao could find out?

Seeing that no amount of sweet talk could coax me upstairs, Song Qian pouted and sat down on the chair, feeling somewhat discouraged. She felt quite defeated; she was usually good at hooking men, easily getting them to take the bait with just a flick of her finger, unlike Da Zhuang who was so easy to seduce.

Dazhuang was as solid as a rock, completely unmoved.

I wanted to leave quickly, so I went elsewhere. This yacht must have been chartered by Zhang Xiaoqian. Besides the four of us tourists, there were only some staff members on board. The staff were mostly on the lower level.

Therefore, the first-floor deck was empty and deserted.

I deliberately walked a distance to stay away from Song Qian, but when I turned the corner, I saw Zhang Peng and Zhang Xiaoqian instead.