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After driving away the men and women who had approached them under the pretense of being a couple, Fang Liyu pulled Mu Yan to a less crowded spot to go swimming.
Fang Liyu had learned to swim before, and although it had been a while, he was not rusty. With Mu Yan's insistence and supervision, he completed a set of warm-up exercises. Stepping on the soft sand and feeling the cool seawater rise to his ankles, he gradually waded deeper until the water reached his waist. Once he was in deep enough water, he kicked his legs and swam out like a fish.
Mu Yan was worried that Fang Liyu might cramp or tire out, so he stayed close by, constantly monitoring his condition and not swimming much himself.
Fang Liyu held his breath and dove underwater, using the waves as cover to swim behind Mu Yan. He wrapped his legs around the man's waist and swam closely behind him. With a splash, he surfaced, his arms—white like lotus roots under the sunlight—hanging perfectly around Mu Yan's neck.
Gasping for air, Fang Liyu laughed as he tightened his legs around Mu Yan, hanging on his back while poking his fingers at his face. "Mu Yan Gege, I caught you!"
As if that wasn't enough, he playfully stuck out his tongue and licked Mu Yan's neck.
Startled by the sudden wet sensation, Mu Yan instinctively tensed up and helplessly said, "Xiao Yu, stop messing around."
The two played in the water for a while, but once they exhausted their energy, they returned to shore. Mu Yan accompanied Fang Liyu as they walked on the sand and built sandcastles, reliving the joys of childhood.
In the evening, there was a bonfire party on the beach nearby, next to a large stone that had been eroded into an odd shape. The orange flames reflected on the sand, attracting many visitors, most of whom were couples.
Mu Yan looked down at the hand held by Fang Liyu and then turned to see excited couples all around them, lost in thought. The aroma of grilled meat and drinks wafted from scattered barbecue stations near the bonfire. Soon after, a staff member dressed in local attire came over to host activities for the tourists, encouraging them to play various games.
On another side, couples danced around the bonfire without any specific dance style; they twisted and turned freely against each other, with some pairs even stopping to kiss passionately in public.
Fang Liyu was not interested in foreign games at all and naturally noticed what was happening nearby. Hearing the splashing sounds made him blush slightly. However, he only knew how to dance ballroom style; dancing in such a carefree "dance floor" felt strange to him. Moreover, Mu Yan seemed uninterested in inviting him to dance.
As the sea breeze blew gently by, Fang Liyu's arm brushed against Mu Yan's; their body temperatures mingled. After a day of fun activities came to a halt, an awkward silence suddenly enveloped them.
Fang Liyu shyly hooked his finger around Mu Yan's pinky. Confused, Mu Yan looked down at him with questioning eyes.
In business settings where he was decisive and assertive, Fang Liyu's heart raced now; he couldn't control his trembling hands and felt nervous and flustered. "Mu Yan, I want to go see that stone..."
Mu Yan nodded and led Fang Liyu closer to the stone. Just then, a couple left from in front of it, clearing space for them.
Mu Yan's silence and indulgence gave Fang Liyu the courage to lie; his heart raced as he hesitated to speak the truth. "Rumor has it... this stone can bless you with good health."
Contrary to romantic legends, this stone did not resemble a heart shape or anything similar; its edges had been smoothed by time and sea erosion but still appeared solid. A thick hemp rope was tied around its center multiple times and showed signs of wear from being touched by many hands.
But Fang Liyu didn't mind at all; he pressed his palm against it and then took Mu Yan's wrist to press his palm against it too.
Is this considered a success? Fang Liyu silently thought to himself.
The organizers of the bonfire party also prepared a variety of drinks for the tourists. Fang Liyu was so excited that he accidentally drank too much of a strong fruit wine and passed out. Mu Yan, because of his habit as a bodyguard, did not drink alcohol at all, so he remained sober. Working hard, he picked up the young master, whose face was flushed and his body was weak, and carried him on his back, walking step by step towards the B&B. ———— Back in the room, the drunk on his back was no longer obedient. The drunk Fang Liyu pressed on Mu Yan as soon as he landed, raised his arms and hugged Mu Yan's neck, pressed hard, and forced the tall and taciturn man to lower his head, while he raised his curvy swan neck, and approached Mu Yan's cheek with his drunken eyes, kissed him with his lips that were stained with alcohol and turned bright peach, covering the lips with sharp lines, making the soft and hard stick together tightly. Mu Yan was as silent as a stone, accepting the kiss from his beloved young master. Just like a kitten's dependence on its master, Fang Liyu stretched out his little tongue and gently licked the lip flesh on Mu Yan's mouth. Even though the other party's lips were indifferent and tightly closed, he still licked it again and again. In the end, no one knew who couldn't help but explode first - even Mu Yan, the only sober person at the scene, couldn't remember it clearly afterwards. The two fleshy tongues touched in the slightly cool air, gradually becoming a passionate entanglement. In the very quiet room late at night, a sudden sound of water smacking that made people's ears redden and their hearts beat suddenly sounded, mixed with the groaning sounds of "um" and "hmm". When they separated, the silver thread between their lips was bent by the thick ambiguous atmosphere in the room. "Woo... Mu Yan...", Mu Yan suddenly heard the young master calling him softly. He had heard Fang Liyu calling him in many different voices, some dependent, some arrogant, some angry, and some cold. Now, he had only one thought in his mind, that he wanted to hear more, to hear the young master calling his name in more tones. Fang Liyu called his name tirelessly, and he responded seriously without any annoyance. As if he was tired of calling, the young master's head was still in his chest muscles, and after a long time, he suddenly said, "Mu Yan, I like you." Mu Yan's expression was wooden, not that he had no emotional fluctuations, but he had long been accustomed to facing people with a face expression. After hearing Fang Liyu's confession, he clumsily didn't know how to express his feelings. Although his heart was full of joy, his expression was as cold and hard as if his parents had died. The excessive joy rushed to his brain, bringing a sense of unreality. He would think that the young master was drunk, and this was drunken talk, which could not be trusted. He would also think, is it possible that the young master was serious? However, he was just a personal bodyguard, and there was a huge gap in status between him and the young master. The words of his lifesaver, Mr. Fang, were always a yoke on his shoulders. He agreed to the old man. In the end, Mu Yan pushed Fang Liyu away, and no longer called him "Xiao Yu", but just said lightly: "Young master, you are drunk." "I...", the young master who was pushed away shouted stubbornly and unconvinced, "I'm not drunk! I'm sober!" Mu Yan naturally would not believe the drunkard's nonsense that he insisted he was not drunk. He ignored the protest, picked up Fang Liyu, placed him on the soft bed, and turned around to find a towel and pajamas for him. Fang Liyu jumped up, half-knelt on the bed, pulled Mu Yan's sleeve and didn't allow him to leave, "Mu Yan, you come up." Mu Yan couldn't get away, so he had to obey. His lips softened, and Fang Liyu kissed him again, sticking out his tongue to get inside. Mu Yan's eyelashes drooped, and his eyes were of unclear color. His mind was in a mess, but he still opened his lips, letting the little tongue slip in and wreak havoc inside. Then, he was pushed down on the bed by his young master. Fang Liyu turned over and rode on his waist, like a little noble who had taken great pains to tame a fierce dog and suddenly became arrogant and domineering. "Don't move, I'm going to rape you!" Then he deftly unzipped Mu Yan's pants, pulled off his pure black bullet underwear, took out his limp penis, held it in his hand and stroked it slowly, and soon he made it stand up completely and energetically, like a straight javelin.
Fang Liyu also took off his pants, poked his fingers into the hole and stretched it a few times, then raised his ass, aimed at Mu Yan's penis and sat down all the way. "Ahhhh!" The thick penis suddenly penetrated the tight little pussy that was not prepared, and the pain was no less than the moment when he used a toy to secretly taste sex and broke his virginity. Mu Yan anxiously wanted to get up to check if Fang Liyu was hurt, but before he could move, Fang Liyu angrily suppressed him and said, "Don't move, I'll do it myself today." After a while, the pain gradually dissipated, and the filled little hole gradually tasted the delicious taste of the big cock, and the pussy juice gurgled and gushed out, making the hole smoother. Because of the pain, he stopped sitting down, and Mu Yan's cock was not inserted completely, only about six points. Fang Liyu continued to work hard, kneeling beside Mu Yan, with his hands on Mu Yan's abdominal muscles, swinging his ass and swallowing it down. "Ah...it's been stretched open...it's so big and full...ah, it's been rubbed inside..."
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