"Brother, what are you smiling at?" Zhou Xiaomeng asked curiously.
"Nothing, just thought of something fun." Lin Feng turned the steering wheel, veering the car onto the road leading toward the coastal boulevard. "We're going to the beach."
"The beach?" Hearing those words made Xiaomeng's heart skip a beat.
She remembered clearly—not long ago, Chen Mo had sent her that mysterious text about meeting at the beach tonight for a surprise.
This... this was too much of a coincidence.
What if Chen Mo saw her getting out of a multi-million dollar luxury car?
How would she even begin to explain that?
Her expression instantly became strained.
"What? Not a fan of the ocean?" Lin Feng caught her reaction immediately, though his tone remained flat. "The sunset at Lover's Beach is incredible. I know a spot that's very quiet, away from the crowds."
He paused, adding, "You know I don't really like crowded places." As he spoke, his large hand once again hiked up her short skirt. His warm palm pressed directly against her inner thigh, rubbing with just the right amount of pressure.
A young girl's skin really was different. The texture—fine, smooth, and warm as jade—possessed an incredible elasticity. It felt like premium silk wrapped around heated alabaster; once you touched it, you couldn't bear to let go.
The heat from Lin Feng's palm radiated through her. Xiaomeng's body turned to jelly instantly.
That familiar, agonizing spark shot up from the root of her thigh, racing to her core before washing over her entire body. The fire he had stoked earlier was now officially a blaze.
Chen Mo?
Who the hell is Chen Mo?
Under such intense sensory stimulation, the shadow of her broke boyfriend was tossed to the back of her mind.
"Yeah... quiet is good. Quiet is better!" she stammered, her voice carrying a faint, unmistakable tremor.
Yeah, what am I worried about? Lover's Beach was massive. What were the odds of actually bumping into Chen Mo?
Besides, the secluded spot Lin Feng mentioned was clearly only accessible by car.
A "poor ghost" like Chen Mo would take the bus to the main gate at best. There was no way he'd hike several miles into the middle of nowhere just for a view.
Impossible.
With that thought, Xiaomeng relaxed completely. Instead of resisting, she reached out her small hand and gently laid it over the back of Lin Feng's "wicked" hand. It wasn't to stop him; it was a soft, tactile gesture of permission and encouragement. Her fingertips traced the back of his hand, mirroring his teasing.
It seemed she had grown accustomed to being handled by this man at his whim. In fact... she was starting to crave the feeling of that large hand roaming freely over her.
The car entered the Lover's Beach parking area but didn't stop. It kept going, deeper into the undeveloped sections.
At first, there were a few private cars scattered about, but the further they went, the scarcer they became. Eventually, the asphalt turned into soft sand.
A normal sedan wouldn't dare go further for fear of getting stuck, but Lin Feng's U8 didn't even slow down. The powerful 4WD system handled the sand like it was flat pavement. Finally, they pulled up in front of an empty, hidden cove.
To the left were jagged black reefs; to the right, a beach of smooth river stones. The water ahead shimmered gold in the sunset, clear enough to see the bottom.
"Wow—" Xiaomeng rolled down the window, and the salty sea breeze immediately rushed in, brushing against her cheeks. She squinted happily, taking a deep breath of the brined air.
The wind blew her dark hair back, and her tight-fitting top accentuated her breathtaking curves. Those massive breasts heaved slightly with the rhythm of the wind, a masterpiece of youthful hormones and suggestive beauty.
"Want to go for a walk?" Lin Feng asked with a smile.
"Yes! Let's!" Xiaomeng nodded excitedly, but she didn't get out right away.
First, she curled her legs up, stepping her small feet—clad in white ankle socks—onto the leather seat. The move caused her already short skirt to ride up even further, exposing a sliver of her pale upper thighs. Then, she leaned over, gripping the cuffs of her socks with both hands, and slowly peeled them off.
As the white socks came away, the perfect curve of her calves was fully revealed. The lines were tight and fluid, extending from her slender ankles to her lush, shapely legs, her skin glowing white in the cabin light.
Her feet were dainty and refined, her ten toes rounded and cute like a row of small pearls. She hadn't used any trendy nail polish; they were naturally pink and healthy.
The moment the socks came off, a faint scent of body wash and skin lotion filled the car. Clearly, she had showered before heading out, grooming herself from head to toe to be clean and fragrant. Even her feet smelled like flowers.
Only then did Xiaomeng push the door open and hop out.
"Eek!" When her bare feet first touched the soft, cool sand, the new sensation made her scrunch her toes. She let out a cute little yelp, her face a mix of surprise and ticklish delight.
Lin Feng followed her out, hands in his pockets, trailing unhurriedly behind. Looking at the girl's back as she left a trail of shallow footprints in the sand, he had to admit—this "ditz" was genuinely captivating in her own way.
Xiaomeng ran playfully toward the stone beach, wanting to get closer to the water. But as soon as she stepped onto the pebbles, her balance faltered. She swayed for a second before steadying herself. The stones were uneven and poked at her soles, so she pouted, waddling forward like a clumsy little penguin.
When the first wave of cool seawater washed over her feet and ankles, the icy sting made her sigh with relief. Watching the clear waves roll in and out, her mood hit an all-time high. She turned around, waving energetically at Lin Feng, her face radiant with a brilliant smile.
As she waved, her heavy chest jiggled violently with the motion. Sunlight, sand, waves, and a beautiful girl... the scene was a perfect blend of innocence and temptation.
In that moment, Xiaomeng felt like she was actually in love. She suddenly realized that being with Chen Mo felt more like a habit. Because they'd promised in high school to go to the same college and stay together, she felt like she'd just been passively fulfilling an obligation.
In that relationship, there were no surprises, no racing heartbeats, and certainly none of the indescribable excitement she felt now—the sweetness of being wrapped in luxury, and... the extreme physical pleasure he gave her, which she feared yet craved with every fiber of her being.