I turned reality into a romantic comedy.

To be honest, her first reaction upon seeing this scene was, "Would any girl in real life really dare to wear such a revealing swimsuit?" Her second reaction was, "Why make such a vulgar sound when applying sunscreen?" Her last thought was, "It seems quite normal for guys to like this?"

Well, at least it's much more normal than her own unspeakable and unwritten quirks.

"That's what they say, but at least they apply it because their backs are exposed to the sun."

Feeling like he'd fallen into some strange sunscreen trap from the very beginning, Chen Junqian finally had to complain. After all, the so-called sunscreen model was based on the premise that the heroines in romantic comedies barely wore any clothes, exposing large areas of skin to the sun. But in reality, whether it was Lin Mu just now or Shen Nianqiu now, their swimsuits were quite conservative, with most of their backs covered, completely eliminating the need for sunscreen from a physical standpoint.

“I wasn’t nearsighted before, but you still made me buy glasses. There’s no need to care about these formalities. Lin Guo and Jun Qian must have done a lot of things like this that others would think were just playing house. Besides, there’s no one else here.”

Under the combined physical and psychological pressure of Zhu Wenyun, who was watching him with her arms crossed, Gu Linguo willingly surrendered, subconsciously stammering her acceptance:

Yes, yes.

"Right, so I think Junqian didn't need to be embarrassed from the beginning. Actually, even with Mumu just now, if you had said it to her, Mumu would definitely have agreed. But she's too easily embarrassed, so Nianqiu would have been a better choice."

"What do you mean I'm a perfect fit...?"

Although Shen Nianqiu and Zhu Wenyun were, in a sense, exemplary cases of 'being old foxes who are still playing at ghost stories,' there were other girls around, so Shen Nianqiu playfully patted her best friend's arm, then immediately turned around and confidently pulled the zipper on the back of her swimsuit down a little bit in Chen Junqian's direction.

"But I'm sure I can do it, do you want me to apply it?"

Since things had already come to this point, Chen Junqian couldn't refuse. Besides, if we're talking about intimacy in terms of physical contact, his relationship with Shen Nianqiu had already progressed to the point where they applied sunscreen to each other's backs. So he casually nodded and gestured for Shen Nianqiu to lie down on the mat under the parasol.

Then, under everyone's gaze, he slowly pulled the zipper down completely from the back of her swimsuit, as if he were about to take it off. Her fair and smooth back was revealed to him like the flesh of a lychee after its skin has been peeled off. Sunlight shone through the gaps at the edge of the parasol, like a golden paintbrush, outlining a light and shadow on the girl's back.

Perhaps because he had indeed been intimate with the girl in front of him, Chen Junqian felt that his mood was completely different from when he was applying lotion to Mu Mu earlier. The former might have felt more like taking care of a child, but the current feeling was much more ambiguous.

Moreover, the hardware and posture are completely different. Although they are both backs, Shen Nianqiu's back always seems much more alluring. The beautiful spinal groove in the middle of her back meanders downwards like a hidden stream, disappearing into the suggestive fabric at the edge of her swim trunks. This is a view that cannot be seen at all when sitting.

Are you cold?

"...Thankfully, your palms are warm."

Shen Nianqiu buried her face in her crossed arms. Chen Junqian couldn't see her expression at that moment, but he could see that her rounded shoulders shrank reflexively the moment his hand landed.

"Mu Mu is really something, she really likes to be tolerant of your first time."

After a while, Shen Nianqiu suddenly spoke up with this sigh.

"Ok?"

Chen Junqian's finger froze in mid-air, somewhat confused about what the other person meant.

"Could you use a little more force? Touching me so lightly... it's a little ticklish. I remember Mu Mu is very ticklish, isn't she? She didn't say anything to you even though you did that. Isn't that being tolerant? Last time when I was talking to her about the Shanghai World Expo, she told me that it was the first time you dried her hair, and it was a complete mess. You almost burned her."

Shen Nianqiu muttered to herself, but there was no real anger in her tone.

"It's because we're childhood sweethearts. She's tolerant of me, and I'm tolerant of her. Okay, I got it. I'll be a little firmer next time."

Chen Junqian took a deep breath, smiled and responded, then slightly increased the pressure of his palm, spreading the remaining lotion evenly, his fingertips pressing and sliding down her spine segment by segment.

Childhood sweethearts.

Hearing the word again, Shen Nianqiu unconsciously recalled the same setting that she insisted Zhu Wenyun add to her own novel. It wasn't just a thin relationship where all emotions were entrusted to a single internet connection, but a childhood sweetheart who later became a real person in her life.

Just like his relationship with Lin Mu.

But shouldn't we get even closer?

After all, there shouldn't be that many other girls in the book.

Before she knew it, Chen Junqian's fingers had slid to her waist.

The waist is an extremely sensitive area of ​​the human body. There is a very shallow depression there, and to be more precise, this is Shen Nianqiu's own particularly sensitive area.

In fact, the moment Chen Junqian's hand touched her there, Shen Nianqiu's mind had already jumped out of her half-understood romantic comedy and into the plot of a domestic youth campus romance movie. She could even instantly recall the synopsis of the film and almost hear the narration:

In this sweltering summer as her seventeenth year draws to a close, the veils of concealment are torn apart by the sunlight. The once blurred boundary between genders has become so clear, so sharp, and so alluring. It's like a ripe forbidden fruit, exuding an enticing fragrance, tempting Shen Nianqiu (played by Shen Nianqiu) to cross it recklessly; yet it's also like a Damocles' sword hanging over her head, threatening her that if she doesn't receive the same response after taking that step, she'll lose even the right to retreat to the safe position of "childhood sweetheart."

"It feels...so quiet."

Unaware that someone was lying there, almost biting their own arm, desperately suppressing their boiling emotions and the feelings or desires about to burst forth, Gu Lingguo quickly uttered this remark, causing Chen Junqian, who was diligently applying sunscreen, to roll his eyes:

"What kind of reaction do you want? This is reality, you know. Do you think your affection level will skyrocket just because someone pats your head?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Unlike Gu Lingguo, who was holding her hand up like a skewer, Chen Xi, who had been watching her brother apply sunscreen to one girl and then another girl while hugging her knees, subconsciously pursed her lips upon hearing this. She suddenly remembered the strange sensation when Chen Junqian patted her head not long ago, and then there was that time she brushed her teeth, which she still vividly remembered even two years ago...

"I'm going to stay in the sea for a while."

Seeing his younger sister dash off towards the beach without even taking off her coat, Chen Junqian was a little confused. However, thinking it was better than her lying there resting, he casually gave her a word of advice:

"Don't go into deep water, okay? I'll come back and keep you company in a bit."

"Ah."

The other person paused for a moment, then added:

"You have to come."

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PS2: I ran the new MuMu with the new AI, and this is roughly how it looks. I might use it as a cover later to show you all.

Chapter 116: Let Me Demonstrate How to Drop a Swimsuit (Part 2)

When Chen Junqian finally finished applying sunscreen for the second time today, he breathed a sigh of relief. Just like the difference between the AK74 he mistakenly bought in the mall when he first started playing CF and the real AK47, trying to control the recoil while only wearing swim trunks was a bit too much of a test of his willpower. So before anyone else could speak, he said, "I'm going to swim in the sea for a while," and then dashed into the water at lightning speed, choosing to cool himself down with this physical stimulation.

"senior……"

At this point, Gu Lingguo could only leave behind a meme resembling Er Kang's hand gesture, looking like she was about to cry, and suddenly felt like she was being targeted.

"how do you feel?"

Seeing her friend still lying there motionless after Chen Junqian left, Zhu Wenyun curiously walked over and squatted down beside him. Then, through the two crossed white arms, she saw Shen Nianqiu's face, which was flushed as if she had a fever. She could even feel some white smoke rising from Shen Nianqiu's head.

"It's no longer working in any sense."

Feeling even more exhausted than when she first participated in dance training as a child, Shen Nianqiu's tone softened unconsciously. After answering in a soft, almost murmured voice, she closed her eyes again and lay there motionless, as if savoring something.

"alright."

Zhu Wenyun was at a loss for words when she saw Shen Nianqiu's appearance. She was reminded of how the director who was in charge of adapting "Dear Forever" into a TV series had recently asked her, the original author, where to start with the casting style for the character Zhu Nianxia. Looking at the girl in front of her who had been easily subdued by a male lead and turned into some kind of social outcast, she could only comfort herself that this was a good change.

Meanwhile, Chen Xi, who had attempted to cool down the body using seawater, found himself submerged and helpless.

Compared to a certain seemingly literary girl who is actually a seasoned fighter who has been through thick and thin, she is closer to the image of a literary girl in this respect. After all, literature, history, and philosophy are inseparable, and they are even quite similar in that they both faced a tough job market after graduation.

When the seawater reached Chen Xi's fair ankles, she stiffened noticeably. She suddenly remembered the fear she felt when her mother took her to the public bathhouse for the first time as a child and she saw the pool of hot water. At least her current way of getting into the water was very much like that of a child crossing a river, trembling as she first put one foot in. However, unlike the hot water in the public bathhouse, seawater was obviously fluid.

That's why, when Chen Junqian also plunged into the water, the first thing he saw was his sister sitting blankly on the shore, with only her ankles in the water.

"Uh, what's going on?"

"...I bet you weren't afraid of those escalators when you were little. Actually, I was terrified of them when I was little. Going upstairs was fine, but going downstairs, I felt like if I stepped between two steps and they separated, I would naturally fall and tumble down the stairs."

As for his younger sister, who had already started her inexplicable rambling, Chen Junqian simply walked over and took her hand in his:

"Come with me, look into my eyes, don't look down. With your brother here... cough, with your brother here, what are you afraid of?"

Chen Junqian almost blurted out one of the ten lines he had wanted to say since childhood, but was now too old to say them. Ignoring his sister's response, he pulled her into the sea. She pursed her lips, her usual aloofness of "Oh, anime" completely shattered. She simply followed Chen Junqian step by step until the water reached her waist.

A slightly larger wave surged over, and Chen Xi was so startled that she instinctively screamed. Her body, wrapped in a thin sun-protective jacket, suddenly burrowed into Chen Junqian's arms, tightly hugging his waist with both hands, her face pressed against his shoulder, her whole body tense like a fully drawn string, and it even felt like her voice was about to cry.

"I'm not going to learn to swim anymore, I want to go back!"

"Don't shout, don't shout, it's just a small wave."

Chen Junqian chuckled softly, feeling his sister tremble in his arms. A soft spot in his heart was gently touched. He reached out and gently patted her back, trying to comfort her with her favorite historical knowledge:

"Don't worry, my swimming skills are so good that if I had been by Wang Bo's side back then, you would definitely have more than just 'Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng' to memorize in your Chinese textbook. And I won't actually take you to any deep water. This is enough."

"...I wasn't afraid."

"Okay, okay, my Xiaoxi isn't scared."

Having grown accustomed to his younger sister's stubbornness, Chen Junqian seized the opportunity to ruffle her hair and casually asked:

"By the way, are you really not going to take off that jacket? I feel like it will get heavy and affect your movements once it gets wet."

"satyr."

"Why would someone be a pervert like this?"

"Because I wasn't wearing a swimsuit underneath."

Seeing his sister suddenly stand in the water, hugging her arms to protect her chest, Chen Junqian felt a little helpless. He wasn't trying to discuss the classic issue of 'swimsuits and underwear being about the same level of exposure, but the former can be worn while the latter cannot,' he just found it a little hard to understand her logic.

"Then why did you go into the water?"

"Didn't you pull me down?"

"Didn't someone say they were going to stay in the water and then run away? Is it okay if their ankles get wet?"

I felt like I was being glared at by my sister. After hesitating for a while, she slowly took off her coat. It wasn't a swimsuit underneath, but the casual clothes she had worn when she came over. The simple white T-shirt was soaked and clung to her body, clearly showing the outline and color of her underwear.

...Shouldn't this kind of scene happen on a rainy day? And why does it seem like there's some kind of mysterious, anime-like hidden setting?

Although she really wanted to shout out a complaint, Chen Xi seemed to have completely overcome her fear of water in the next second, and submerged herself completely in the water, just like taking a bath, with only her head sticking out of the water:

"Okay, now my brother can teach me how to swim."

"In the end, I still ended up going back to teaching swimming."

"Because I feel like I can't do any of what Lin Guo said."

"Well, actually, even though she didn't say it at the time, teaching swimming counts too."

"You actually count?!"

Watching his younger sister suddenly stand up from the water, looking quite radiant after a bath, Chen Junqian felt even more at a loss for where to look than when he was applying sunscreen to his older sister earlier. How come he never noticed this when waking her up? And could anyone tell him that the allure of being wet in regular clothes is far more stimulating than a less revealing swimsuit in every way?

Noticing Chen Junqian's expression and gaze, Chen Xi blurted out a sentence and then subconsciously went back into the water. Judging from her appearance, she could easily be mistaken for the female lead in a romantic comedy whose swimsuit was accidentally washed away by the water.

"Forget about what Lin Guo said for now. Just think of it as learning to swim with me. Now do as I say, put your hands on my shoulders, slowly back up, and let your body float."

After calming his thoughts, Chen Junqian put on a serious expression again. The other person, following instructions, cautiously stretched out his arms from the water and placed them on his broad shoulders.

"Relax your whole body and try to lift your legs. I will support your lower back the whole time and will definitely not let you sink."

Seeing Chen Junqian's serious expression, Chen Xi also closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and when she tried to lie flat on the water, the buoyancy of the seawater instantly took over her body. Just as he said, Chen Junqian's two strong hands were like two warm rocks, steadily supporting her waist.

"Has it floated up?"