Peninsula Platinum Era

Chapter 311 The Girl's Prayer

"Who knows? She's probably out having fun. Let's just leave her be, she doesn't have any time off anyway."

The sisters were sweating profusely here, and their captain couldn't be missing. Yuan Ying stood up to the rhythm of the music and called on everyone to continue practicing the dance for a while.

Her birthday was approaching, and she had no idea how much effort Chen Shijun had put into it, but she had a lot of expectations for this oppa.

“I remember both of your birthdays. It’s not like I only remembered yours when I remembered Wonyoung’s. You’re in oppa’s heart too.”

Today, a bottle of wine was specially opened, and An'an's face turned rosy and she looked quite pretty. However, the small drink was just to liven up the atmosphere, and Chen Shijun was not yet ready to receive the spoils of war today.

"Really? I don't believe it. My birthday is only one day after Yuan Ying's..."

He opened his arms and let Chen Shijun put a life jacket on him. Although the lake was not deep, the relevant safety measures should still be prepared. This man was a thoughtful person.

The wooden boat wasn't small. An'an held a paddle with confidence. The wind on the lake blew the hem of her shirt, revealing her legs in tight-fitting athletic shorts.

An'an might have felt awkward in public, but she didn't have those feelings in front of Chen Shijun. Having confirmed her feelings, An'an was fearless.
"I'm telling the truth, if you don't believe me, that's fine too."

Chen Shijun also enjoyed this leisurely afternoon. He took out a cigar from Havana, lit it, and let the small wooden boat drift gently on the lake following the ripples.

"I didn't say I didn't believe you! How could I not believe what oppa said? Oppa, let me sing you a song."

Yu-jin was also in a very good mood. The thought of her sisters sweating profusely in the company's practice room made her even happier.

Sing! I'm listening!

Chen Shijun leaned against the stern of the boat, his gaze sweeping over Youzhen's firm and slender legs beneath the hem of her clothes fluttering in the wind. The youthful curves of the girl were on full display in her athletic shorts.

Against the backdrop of the beautiful scenery, it truly resembled a painting. He didn't deliberately linger, but his Adam's apple bobbed silently. He then lowered his head and lightly brushed the ash from his cigar, seemingly to conceal some emotions.

For a man as experienced as him, the vibrancy of youth is like a refreshing breeze suddenly entering a dull room, making him feel as if he has been transported back to his long-gone teenage years.

"What song would you like to hear, oppa? I can sing any song I know for you."

The small boat rocked and swayed, then suddenly bent over and crawled over. The dog's eyes were bright and its voice, though low, still sounded cheerful.

Chen Shijun did not answer immediately. Instead, he reached out and tucked her wind-blown hair behind her ear. His knuckles brushed against her earlobe, and he mischievously pinched it.

Yu-jin's back tensed slightly as her ear was being grabbed, her heart pounding in her chest like a drum. She lowered her head, and the blush on her ears was even more intense than when she was drunk. She felt as if this man was teasing a puppy.

Hearing Chen Shijun's request to sing whatever he wanted, Youzhen softly hummed a melody. The lyrics were broken and intermittent as the lake breeze blew, and the beauty of the afternoon was truly intoxicating.

"I wish we could float like this forever. I want to float like this with oppa forever."

An'an felt that it would be easy for her to become dependent on him under these circumstances. Of course, this was due to her long-standing admiration for Chen Shijun, which was a young girl's admiration for a mature man.

Chen Shijun's effortless traction always made people feel relaxed, and An'an liked this relaxed feeling very much. However, good times are always short-lived, and this unmoored boat will eventually reach the shore.

"I wish I could take a nap. I always feel sleepy at times like this."

After lunch and a few drinks, Chen Shijun unconsciously wanted to take a nap, and An'an volunteered to watch the boat.

"Then I'll leave it to you. Don't let anything go wrong. It wouldn't be so bad if An'an and I were a pair of star-crossed lovers, but I want it to last!" Chen Shijun knew that the other party had always been very reliable, but he still had to remind him that although the water wasn't deep, as the saying goes, water and fire are ruthless, and he couldn't let his guard down at all.

"Oppa, don't worry! Although I'm not a very good swimmer, I'll protect you."

Chen Shijun himself can swim, but his little sister Yuan is also a very good swimmer. Her long arms and legs in the pool are even more impressive.

An An even offered her thigh as a knee pillow for Chen Shijun, and her tight-fitting sports shorts made her legs look even more like their natural shape. Chen Shijun didn't hold back at all and let the girl hold her head in her arms.

If the sight of Yuan Ying swimming with her long, slender limbs was pleasing to the eye, then the girl in front of me possesses a different kind of athletic beauty. If she wore a one-piece swimsuit, she would have the look of an athlete.

"Really? Then I'll definitely try next time and fulfill this little wish of oppa."

Listening to Chen Shijun's wild thoughts, An'an surprisingly agreed, saying that she must swim with Chen Shijun next time, but she needs him to teach her.

"No problem, no problem, but Youzhen, have you ever heard a story?"

Looking at the half-burnt cigar that had been extinguished and tossed aside, Chen Shijun suddenly remembered an urban legend. With his head resting on the girl's lap, he unconsciously started thinking about it.

Youzhen was also puzzled, but she listened with great interest as the man continued to speak, and Chen Shijun described a rather successful modern marketing gimmick.

“When I first came into contact with this stuff, some old friends would say that in Havana, Cuba, high-end cigars are rolled on the thighs of young girls.”

Youzhen had heard of this legend before and always believed it to be true. Now that Chen Shijun brought it up today, could there be some unknown details involved?

"Later, one of my friends who was obsessed with cigars went to Cuba for a trip with great anticipation."

Chen Shijun paused, while Youzhen became even more curious, wondering what extraordinary thing her friend had discovered in Cuba.

"He discovered one good news and one bad news."

The man kept her in suspense, making the girl's heart flutter with anticipation. She pinched his ear, a little embarrassed and annoyed, which made Chen Shijun laugh out loud.

"Alright, alright, I won't keep you in suspense any longer. The bad news is that he discovered all the rumors were false; there was no cigar-rolling-on-the-lap part at all."

Chen Shijun moved to a more comfortable position. He had to admit that Youzhen's thighs were strong and powerful, which was a different kind of comfort from Zhimin's softness.

"Of course, there's also good news. The good news is that the cigar makers in the cigar factory are either men or older American women with broad backs that rival Mike Tyson's."

The humorous words made Youzhen laugh, and Chen Shijun rubbed his head against her leg. Now, instead of taking a nap, the two of them were laughing their heads off.

"Oppa, are you kidding me? There's no such woman! Mike Tyson is a world-class boxing champion."

Even those who aren't sports fans felt the man was exaggerating, so they simply pulled him along to row on the boat.

The feeling of traveling together was really nice. Suddenly, An'an had a new question, but Chen Shijun didn't know how to answer it for a moment.

“Oppa! Wonyoung, she... she went boating with you, like this?”

(End of this chapter)