Returning to my senior year of high school before college, I became addicted to dating.

Raymond Lam returned to the hotel, changed his clothes, rushed into the master bedroom, and threw off the covers.

"Ahhh...!"

"Raymond Lam, what are you doing?"

"You're so annoying...!"

They woke up at the same time.

Raymond Lam grinned mischievously, "If you don't get up soon, I'm going to take off my clothes and join in!"

"No, no, no...!"

"Fine, we'll get up!"

"You big pervert! All you ever think about is that."

Little did anyone know that Lin Feng had only been out of sight for three hours when he went out and met someone, returning home with a full meal and drinks.

This is nothing but a bluff.

They slept and felt much better, but their dark circles hadn't completely disappeared.

Women are more prone to dark circles under their eyes when they stay up late than men; this is due to physiological differences.

Everyone started getting up and getting ready.

They played cards last night and took out all their clothes. After packing their luggage and washing up, it was almost midnight.

The four of them devoured all the ribs, chicken legs, and pies that Liu Chengcheng had brought in the room, and then went downstairs to check out.

Next stop: Dalian. 700 kilometers.

The car was filled with chatter all the way.

Around 7 p.m., the lights of Dalian appeared on the horizon, transforming from scattered stars into a dazzling display.

Lin Feng drove along the coastline towards Fujiazhuang. This was a trip Lin Feng had planned in advance, and he had booked a sea-view villa.

To the right of the road are mountains, and to the left is the sea. On the dark sea, several ships have lights on, like fireflies floating by.

The Haihuan Villa in Fujiazhuang is located on a side street of Binhai West Road, with lanterns hanging at the entrance.

Lin Feng got out of the car to check in. The receptionist was a woman in her forties, wearing floral pajamas and with her hair curled with a curling iron.

"I booked a sea-view villa with Raymond Lam, for two nights."

The older woman flipped through the register: "You've already paid? Two thousand five hundred a night, five thousand for two nights, and a deposit of one thousand."

Although it's called a villa, the Haihuan Villa in Fujiazhuang is actually just a three-story building, but its location is indeed excellent.

Go out the back door of the yard, go down a slope, and walk for two minutes to reach the beach.

The sea breeze at night was salty and fishy, ​​making my face feel damp, mixed with the aroma of grilled squid.

Although the exterior of the villa didn't look very impressive, the interior decoration was considered luxurious for 2006.

The living room is 60-70 square meters, decorated in a European style, and the three secondary bedrooms are all over 20 square meters, each with its own bathroom.

The master bedroom is over 30 square meters, with an ensuite bathroom and a walk-in closet. Most importantly, the bed is 3x3.

Lin Feng's choice of this house was premeditated.

However, he drove 700 kilometers today and was even more tired than yesterday. After washing up, Lin Feng went straight to sleep.

Song Yan and the others hadn't slept well last night, and the long car ride had left them with aches and pains, so they quickly drifted off to sleep.

A peaceful and tranquil night passed slowly.

The next morning, the sunlight was incredibly bright.

Lin Feng was awakened by the cries of seagulls. He drew back the curtains and looked out. The sea was shimmering golden in the sunlight, and several seagulls were circling low in the sky, their wings drawing arcs.

Breakfast has been delivered to the yard: steamed buns, millet porridge, salted duck eggs, seaweed salad, and cucumber salad.

Lin Feng ate a steamed bun and drank a bowl of porridge. When he returned, they were already awake and rummaging through their boxes looking for things.

Song Yan took out a pink bikini, a three-piece set with very little fabric.

Liu Jiaqi wore a white outfit, and even fewer of them.

What Liu Chengcheng took out made Lin Feng pause for a moment: a dark blue one-piece swimsuit that covered from the neck to the legs, like a diving suit.

"Are you going swimming or repairing a submarine?" Lin Feng asked.

Liu Chengcheng glared at him: "I call this being conservative! And I won't get tanned."

The four of them went out together.

The sun was now high above the sea, baking the entire beach warm and cozy.

The sea here is deep blue, with waves rising and falling in layers, and foam disappearing on the sand.

At this time, there aren't many people yet; a few tourists are strolling around, and some have already set up tents and parasols.

The moment they came out of the changing room after changing into their swimsuits, Raymond Lam almost dropped his camera.

They're so beautiful. Even though Raymond Lam had already seen them naked, the addition of bikinis made them look different.

Song Yan's pink bikini perfectly accentuated her figure; her skin was so white it glowed, her waist was so slender you could wrap your hand around it, and her long legs shone with a healthy glow in the sunlight.

Liu Jiaqi's white outfit suited her temperament better, exuding a cool and aloof charm with a hint of allure, and her cleavage was subtly visible below her collarbone.

Although Liu Chengcheng's one-piece swimsuit didn't reveal any flesh, it perfectly outlined her graceful figure, leaving room for the imagination.

The three people walked towards the sea, like three pebbles thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples that spread rapidly.

All eyes on the beach turned to them.

The old man practicing Tai Chi stopped his movements, almost dropping his sword.

Couples strolling hand in hand, the men unconsciously turn their heads, and the women follow their boyfriends' gazes, their faces gradually showing anger.

Raymond Lam raised his camera and snapped several photos in quick succession.

It has to be said that as long as you're good-looking, you'll look beautiful no matter how you're photographed.

He was taking pictures when a young man in floral shorts walked over, a swimming ring tucked under his arm, his belly jiggling.

"Dude, who are these three chicks? They're hot!" The guy in the floral shorts had his eyes glued to Song Yan, like he was glued to her with superglue.

Raymond Lam put down his camera: "She's my girlfriend."

"All three?"

"Hmm, you have a problem with that?"

The man in the floral shorts glanced at him, looking him up and down, his eyes conveying, "Are you fucking kidding me?"

Lin Feng's expression remained unchanged. The man in floral shorts walked away dejectedly, glancing back after a couple of steps, almost tripping over his own slippers.

This is just the beginning.

A muscular man in red swimming trunks walked over. His pectoral muscles were so big they could trap flies, and his armpit hair was shaved clean. He blocked out the sunlight just by standing there.

He whistled at Liu Jiaqi: "Hey beautiful, are you alone? I'll teach you how to swim."

Liu Jiaqi glanced at him, then looked at Lin Feng, gesturing with her chin towards him: "I have a boyfriend."

The muscular man's smile froze. He looked at Lin Feng, gave an awkward smile, and nodded as a greeting.

He walked with long strides and lifted his legs high, as if to prove that he hadn't been hurt.

Immediately afterwards, a Pikachu wearing sunglasses approached Song Yan, who pointed at Lin Feng and said, "My boyfriend."

The man in sunglasses took off his sunglasses, glanced at Raymond Lam, and then looked at Liu Chengcheng and Liu Jiaqi:

"Hey beauties, both of you have boyfriends. You're both so pretty, most people wouldn't be good enough for you."

"But I..."

Seeing that he was about to speak, Liu Chengcheng waved her hand to interrupt him:

"Hey chubby, find someone else! The three of us share one boyfriend."

Song Yan nodded in agreement, "Mm."

The man in sunglasses remained silent for about five seconds, then turned around, gave Lin Feng a thumbs-up, and left.

A young man with a surfboard, tanned skin, and defined abs, went to talk to Liu Chengcheng.

Liu Chengcheng pointed at Lin Feng, then at Song Yan and Liu Jiaqi: "We are all his girlfriends."

The young man was petrified on the spot.

In one morning, at least a dozen people came to chat me up.

Raymond Lam wasn't upset that his girlfriend was being hit on; on the contrary, he found it quite amusing.

This only proves that his girlfriends are excellent, that he has good taste, and that he is very capable.

At noon, they found a seafood stall nearby and ordered grilled squid, spicy crab, steamed oysters, spicy stir-fried clams, braised sea cucumber with scallions, steamed sea urchin with egg, seafood fried rice, and seafood soup.

The four of them ate and drank to their hearts' content. Seafood is scarce in Huanan County because it is not near the sea, so few people eat it. The price is high, and it spoils easily, so it is difficult to buy.

In the afternoon, they went to the beach and lay down for a while.

As the sun began to set, the sunlight became less intense, and the sea surface was covered with an orange hue.

Song Yan lay side by side with Lin Feng, her head resting on his shoulder. "I wish every day could be like this."

Lin Feng smiled faintly and said, "When we have time, I'll take you to the Maldives."

Where is the Maldives?

"In the Indian Ocean."

"Is it far?"

"It's alright."

Liu Jiaqi sat beside her, knees together, hands behind her back, staring blankly at the sea, lost in thought.

Liu Chengcheng spent the whole afternoon digging for crabs, catching more than a dozen, and then released them all back.

Back at the villa that evening, everyone took showers and changed clothes, and the four of them ate seafood barbecue in the yard.

Scallops, oysters, shrimp, and squid sizzle as they grill, served with ice-cold beer.

The moon rose high, big and round, and the sea was covered with a layer of shattered silver.

Song Yan's face turned red after drinking two glasses of beer, and she leaned back in her chair, grinning foolishly.

Liu Jiaqi finished the beer in her glass, then poured herself another glass, drinking it faster than usual.

Liu Chengcheng ate the grilled squid without a care in the world, her face covered in cumin and chili powder.

When the moon reached its zenith, Song Yan suddenly spoke, her voice soft but her enunciation clear:

"Let's sleep together tonight."

Liu Jiaqi paused, her cup still in her hand. Liu Chengcheng, with a scallop still in her mouth, asked indistinctly, "Huh?"

"Let's sleep together." Song Yan looked at Lin Feng.

"Don't let Lin Feng hold it in, what if he gets sick from holding it in? It'll save us from staying up all night."

Liu Jiaqi's face flushed red in the moonlight.

Liu Chengcheng finally swallowed the scallop. She looked at Song Yan, then at Liu Jiaqi, then at Lin Feng, and slammed her hand on the table:

"Alright! Let him be the emperor for once tonight!"

Happiness came too suddenly. Lin Feng excitedly downed a glass of draft beer and stuffed two large oysters into his mouth.

"I'm glad you think that way."

His three girlfriends glared at him at the same time.