On a rainy night, the school beauty knocked on my door and asked for shelter

After returning to the guesthouse at noon and enjoying a sumptuous seafood feast, the eight of them changed into their swimsuits and headed to the beach again.

Finally, Su Yuqing, having changed into this shy light pink bikini, took a deep breath, stood on the soft sand, and gently took off her sun-protective cardigan.

The light pink bikini perfectly hugged her ample curves, while the simple tie-up design revealed the beautiful lines of her shoulders, neck, and back.

The afternoon sun cast a soft glow on her radiant skin, and within her pure, girlish charm, a subtle, unconscious, yet captivating sensuality quietly blossomed.

A sea breeze caressed her, her hair fluttering gently. She was like a pink lotus blooming against the azure sky and sea, breathtakingly beautiful.

At that moment, it seemed as if even the sea breeze held its breath.

Chen Mo's gaze froze instantly, his deep eyes surging with undisguised amazement, intense possessiveness, and an overwhelming tenderness.

"This set was chosen by Auntie..." Facing Chen Mo's focused gaze, which seemed to melt her, Su Yuqing said softly with a hint of shyness and trepidation.

Chen Mo's Adam's apple bobbed almost imperceptibly. He took a few steps to stand in front of her, his voice deep and slightly husky with a magnetic quality: "It suits you very well, you look great."

This straightforward and fervent praise far exceeded his usual composure.

Su Yuqing's cheeks flushed instantly, and she lowered her head shyly, but her heart was filled with great joy and satisfaction because of his burning gaze and words.

The good-natured teasing and whistling from his friends around him became blurred, and the world seemed to consist only of his focused gaze and his own heart pounding like a drum.

After Huang Mao stirred things up for a while, he immediately turned to look at Zhao Yueyue, who was not far away.

She was wearing a bright yellow swimsuit and enthusiastically building sandcastles with her younger sister, Zhao Yuanyuan.

The sun's golden rays bathed her entire body, reflecting her carefree and radiant smile, making her exude a vibrant and energetic aura.

On the other side, under a large parasol, Zhou Hao and Qu Danwan sat side by side.

Zhou Hao clumsily but very carefully unscrewed the sunscreen, squeezed some out and rubbed it in his palm to warm it up, then carefully applied it to Qu Danwan's exposed shoulders, back and arms.

Every time his fingertips brushed against her delicate, warm skin, both of them unconsciously held their breath, their hearts racing.

Qu Danwan felt the warmth of his palm, and her own palm was slightly sweaty. Her heart, however, was like the seawater warmed by the sun, rippling with a warm feeling.

Lin Yu'an sat quietly on the nearby beach, watching them and enjoying his own unique sense of comfort.

However, he would sometimes unconsciously look at Zhao Yuanyuan, and he himself didn't know why he was doing that.

It's unclear who started splashing water first, but a chaotic fight broke out instantly.

Huang Mao was naturally the main force charging into battle, clearly targeting Zhao Yueyue, which drew a series of crisp, laughing curses from her: "Yellow Hair! You're dead!"

The water droplets refracted a rainbow of colors in the sunlight, reflecting Zhao Yueyue's bright yellow figure and her flying wet hair.

Zhou Hao and Qu Danwan were also drawn into the fray, and immediately began splashing water on each other in a clumsy yet joyful manner.

Chen Mo stood protectively beside Su Yuqing, smiling as he deflected stray bullets. Then, taking advantage of a moment when no one was looking, he scooped up a handful of cool seawater and gently sprinkled it on Su Yuqing's smooth shoulders, eliciting a coquettish exclamation and a bright, radiant smile from her.

The cool seawater dispelled the summer heat and melted away the last trace of distance, with laughter and chatter rippling with the rhythm of the waves. Tired of playing in the water, everyone moved to the dry, warm sand.

Zhao Yueyue and Huang Mao started a sandcastle-building competition full of "fireworks". When one side built faster, the other side would immediately dismantle and destroy it, which made everyone laugh.

However, Zhao Yueyue soon gave up on this "war" and sat with him beside the half-built sandcastle, pointing excitedly at the changing clouds on the horizon.

Huang Mao turned his head to look at her cheeks, which were flushed from playing around. His eyes lost their playful look and were filled with focus and tenderness.

Su Yuqing and Chen Mo found a flat spot, spread out bath towels, and sat down side by side.

After playing in the water, sunscreen needs to be reapplied. Chen Mo naturally picked up the spray and gestured for Su Yuqing to turn around.

The cool spray fell evenly on her beautifully shaped back, and his calloused fingertips occasionally brushed against her delicate skin, bringing a subtle shiver and an indescribable sense of intimacy.

Su Yuqing quietly lowered her head, feeling his tender care, her heartbeat gradually syncing with the sound of the waves.

The sun shone warmly, the sea breeze blew gently, and time seemed to slow down.

Zhou Hao and Qu Danwan were picking up seashells a little further away.

Zhou Hao, like a treasure hunter, diligently searched through the sand for uniquely shaped or beautifully colored seashells, presenting them to Qu Danwan as if they were treasures.

Qu Danwan was in charge of "identifying" and collecting them. Every time she received one, she would respond with a gentle smile and sincere praise: "The purple patterns on this one are so unique." "This shape is so cute."

The simple interaction was filled with awkward yet sincere sweetness.

Qu Danwan would occasionally glance at her noisy companions in the distance, then quickly look back at Zhou Hao, who was focused on searching for seashells beside her, her eyes filled with undisguised peace and joy.

Lin Yu'an and Zhao Yuanyuan did not participate in the intense games, continuing their quiet style.

Zhao Yuanyuan used damp sand to try to build some small animal shapes. Although they were naive, they were full of childlike fun.

Lin Yu'an sat to the side, watching silently, occasionally handing her appropriately shaped seashells or pebbles as decorations when she needed them.

Sometimes he would point to a seabird soaring through the sky, or a fish leaping out of the sea in the distance, and Zhao Yuanyuan would immediately look in the direction he pointed, her eyes sparkling with focused curiosity. Then the two would smile at each other, everything understood without words.

The eight people get along well, creating a peaceful and beautiful little world on the bustling beach.

As the sun dipped lower, painting the sky and sea in a brilliant golden-red hue, the noise on the beach didn't subside; instead, it gradually became even more lively.

Because the fireworks festival is about to begin.

Everyone stopped what they were doing, some standing, some sitting, quietly waiting to appreciate the magnificent moment.

The sunset glow shone on everyone's faces, carrying the rosy glow of exercise and a satisfied, relaxed feeling.

The daytime frolics have settled down, transforming into a silent sweetness that permeates the air now, along with an infinite longing for the grand fireworks display at night.

Seeing that it was almost time, Chen Mo and his group of eight quickly packed up, returned to the guesthouse, showered, changed into comfortable summer clothes and shoes, and then gathered together to head towards the secret location they had scouted that morning. (End of Chapter)