Cuteness is worthless in the face of sexiness.

Hearing this, Shen Yixue hadn’t quite grasped what it meant.

Beside her, Zhang Ziming’s face flushed red as he hurriedly shot Meng Wenzhou a glare.

"Tsk, Lao Meng, what are you doing? Didn’t we agree not to say anything?!"

"Say what?" Shen Yixue asked blankly.

"Uh, nothing, nothing. Get me an iced latte—what do you guys want?" Zhang Ziming quickly turned to Su Yang and Liu Bo.

Su Yang covered his mouth, stifling a laugh. "I’ll take an iced Americano."

"Same here."

......

After buying their coffee, Meng Wenzhou thought for a moment and asked, "Do you guys want to go to the beach or the pool?"

"The beach!" Su Yang was the first to raise his hand.

"This is my first time in a coastal city, and I still haven’t properly seen the ocean. If we’re swimming, it’s gotta be the beach."

"I don’t really care, but it’s up to the ladies," Meng Wenzhou said, glancing at the girls.

The girls sipped their coffee, their big eyes darting around before they chimed in, "We think the beach sounds more fun too."

"Alright then, the beach it is. But we can’t go to Qinghai Bay," Meng Wenzhou added.

"Why not? We’re right by Qinghai Bay—why go somewhere else?" Su Yang was puzzled.

"Qinghai Bay’s too crowded, and the water isn’t that clean. Let’s go to Linglong Bay instead. It’s not far, the water’s much clearer, and the scenery’s way better."

"Sounds good."

Just then, the girl named Xia Keke spoke up, "Oh, I just realized our swimsuits are all back at the hotel."

"Where’s your hotel? We’re in no rush—we can swing by to grab your stuff."

"It’s not too far, about three or four kilometers from here."

Meng Wenzhou thought for a moment before looking at Pan Ning and Shen Yixue. "Your swimsuits are at the hotel too, right?"

"Yeah, they are," Shen Yixue replied.

"Then here’s the plan: everyone heads back to their hotels to grab their swimsuits, then we’ll take a cab to Linglong Bay. I’ll send you all the location later."

"That works—saves time," Xia Keke said with a smile.

"Should we all add each other on WeChat?" Meng Wenzhou pulled out his phone.

"Sure!"

Liu Bo, standing behind Meng Wenzhou, nodded subtly. ‘Gotta hand it to Brother Meng—effortlessly got four beauties’ WeChat contacts.’

After exchanging contacts, Meng Wenzhou created a group chat and added everyone.

"I’ll drop the location in the group later. We’ll meet up there after getting cabs."

"Got it!"

The two groups went their separate ways.

A little over an hour later, everyone had arrived at Changping Road in Linglong Bay.

Watching the four girls step out of their cabs, Meng Wenzhou smiled.

"Everyone’s here. Let’s go."

On the way, Xia Keke walked up to Meng Wenzhou and asked, "Hey, by the way, how do we change clothes at a public beach like this?"

Meng Wenzhou chuckled. "Don’t worry, these places have dedicated changing rooms."

"Oh, good."

......

Following Meng Wenzhou through a small plaza, Su Yang stopped at a shop selling swimming gear to buy a pair of swim trunks.

After passing through a shaded path, they were greeted by a vast stretch of white sandy beach.

Lounge chairs, umbrellas, and food trucks lined the shore.

In the distance, girls in sexy bikinis chased each other along the water’s edge.

A few foreign tourists lay on the sand, soaking up the sun.

Endless rows of coconut trees framed the coastline, while jet skis occasionally zipped across the azure waves.

Summer, sand, beautiful women, bikinis—this was the perfect moment for a song like Jay Chou’s "Sunny Day."

The scorching sun beat down on everyone, but despite the heat, Su Yang felt incredibly relaxed.

Gazing at the endless ocean and the sea of fair-skinned legs in the distance, he sighed, "This place is really stunning—even whiter than the beach near our hotel."

"Are you talking about the beach or the legs?" Meng Wenzhou teased, raising an eyebrow.

"Of course I mean the... uh, beach," Su Yang quickly corrected himself when he noticed Pan Ning glancing at him.

[Ding! Detecting the host’s joyful and refreshed mood. Reward: 500,000.]

"So beautiful!" Xia Keke and Tang Ziyun exclaimed in unison.

"Let’s go change," Meng Wenzhou said.

......

They headed toward a large wooden changing room on the beach.

The four guys were quick, emerging in their swim trunks within minutes.

When they saw Su Yang’s perfectly sculpted physique, Meng Wenzhou and the other two froze in shock.

"Yang... dude... since when did you have this kind of body?" Zhang Ziming gaped.

Su Yang smirked inwardly. ‘Good choice today, fatty. Finally, my hard work pays off.’

"Eh, it’s alright. I haven’t worked out in a while—my abs are almost gone."

"Bro, stop humble-bragging. How are the rest of us supposed to compete?"

The other three had average builds with no defined muscle tone. Meng Wenzhou and Zhang Ziming were passable, but Liu Bo was another story.

With his shirt off, his plump, pale frame became even more noticeable.

Yet, he didn’t seem self-conscious. Grinning, he said, "Yang, your body’s insane. When we get back to Haicheng, you gotta show me the ropes."

"No problem."

Just then, laughter rang out behind them.

The four turned to look.

Xia Keke and Liu Meng were the first to step out.

Xia Keke wore a modest white two-piece with a skirt, revealing only a sliver of her stomach and thighs—a fairly tame choice.

The guys hadn’t expected the most outgoing girl to dress so conservatively.

Liu Meng, on the other hand, wore a black bikini—every man’s favorite. Her fair skin and slender frame made her look irresistibly sexy, even if she wasn’t particularly busty.

The contrast between the two perfectly illustrated the saying: "Cuteness is worthless in the face of sexiness."

Though Xia Keke was slightly prettier, Liu Meng’s bikini instantly stole the spotlight.

All four pairs of eyes locked onto her.

Liu Meng didn’t seem fazed by the attention. Raised in an open-minded, Westernized household, she found this completely normal.

Her gaze swept over the group before settling on Su Yang.

She walked up with a smile. "You guys are fast."

"Not fast at all—we’re actually pretty slow," Zhang Ziming joked.

Liu Meng rolled her eyes behind her sunglasses. "That’s not what I meant."

"Then what did you mean?" Liu Bo chimed in with an innocent grin.

......

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