The two walked for a long time and found a secluded beach.

The waves rolled, and the blue sea was so pleasing to the eye that it soothed both the body and mind.

Cisco sat on the beach. When the tide rose, the seawater covered her thighs.

She bent one leg, and her tender white toes were soaked in the water.

Orson thought of what his sister had said earlier, took out his phone, and logged onto Facebook.

Orson: So how exactly should I show this "tension" you mentioned?

On the other side, Grace, who was applying lipstick, heard the phone notification and couldn't wait to open it.

"Hei, Orson. Thought you were so capable. Turns out you still need my advice!"

Grace exclaimed, though her hands didn't stop moving.

Grace: First, you have to tell me where you two are and what you want to do.

The message had barely been sent for a second when a reply came.

Orson: We're at the beach. I want her to be fascinated by me...

Grace covered her mouth and laughed excitedly.

Grace: Piece of cake, Orson. You just do this...

Then she sent a 60 - second voice message. Orson frowned, looked at the woman in the distance, who was enjoying herself playing with the water, hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to play the voice message.

Cisco walked into the seawater along with the waves. The water here was clear and cool, driving away the restlessness in her heart.

She was enjoying the peaceful moment alone when she saw splashes of water rolling towards her.

It seemed that a figure was swimming towards her. The next second, a figure emerged from the water.

Cisco lifted her eyes gently, and a set of eight - pack abs suddenly appeared in front of her. The tight lines gradually emerged from the water along with the V - shaped torso, which made her heart race.

The man shook the water droplets off his face, and his long hand swept across his forehead, pushing his short black hair back.

His face was tough yet with a hint of softness.

This perfect body made Cisco sense a touch of sexiness involuntarily.

Cisco was about to take two steps back to put some distance between them. But somehow, a sharp pain shot through her right foot. Oh no, a cramp! Before she could react,

Cisco lost her balance and plunged into the water.

"Ah!"

In an instant, her mind went blank.

She had forgotten that she could usually stand on one foot. All that was left was indescribable fear and despair.

Just as she fell into the water, a pair of strong arms wrapped around her slender waist.

Then his left hand moved down, directly touching her thigh. Both hands exerted force simultaneously, and with a princess - carry, he lifted her out of the water.

Cisco's face turned pale from the pain of the cramp. She had gulped down several mouthfuls of seawater and was coughing continuously.

Her body instinctively made her wrap her arms tightly around Orson's neck, clinging to him like an octopus.

The burning body temperature seemed to ease her pain a bit.

Through the cyan swimsuit, the elastic touch on her chest was palpable.

The familiar hoarse voice came close to Cisco's earlobe. "Sister, be careful."

Cisco, ignoring the sharp pain in her leg, felt a rush of heat around her earlobe. In an instant, the fair and delicate skin there turned bright red, and her face and neck were also tinged with a blush.

Holding the petite woman in his arms tightly, Orson's eyes were downcast, and his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

"I had a cramp, but it seems to be much better now."

Cisco never expected to be so unlucky that her toe cramped even before she fully entered the water.

She was so embarrassed that she was both anxious and annoyed.

Orson's scorching breath came again. "Don't move around if your leg is cramping."

Cisco wanted to insist, but then she felt a lightness around her waist and a force on both sides of her thighs.

She was actually lifted up and placed on his back shoulder. She was now riding on him.

Cisco was in a daze, as if she had returned to her childhood.

Her father would always gently lift her up, let her ride on his neck, and take her around to play.

Time had passed, and her parents were no longer alive. Now she was alone again.

A warmth welled up in her nose, and tears welled up in her eyes, streaming down.

Feeling the soft sobbing from behind, Orson, who had been a bit distracted, suddenly became tense.

"What's wrong? Did I hurt you somewhere?"

A soft arm suddenly wrapped around his neck, and a warm cheek drew closer.

"N... nothing, Orson. Thank you." The crystal - clear teardrops rolled down along his neck, and a numb, itchy feeling spread from his collarbone.

Compared to the vastness of the sea, this drop of liquid was just a tiny bit, barely noticeable, but the impact it brought to him was more than ten times that of the waves.

"I'll take you back."

Although he was a bit regretful that the swimming didn't go as planned,

Orson wasn't truly disappointed in his heart. Her words just now meant that she needed him, didn't they?

Neither of them said anything more. As Orson walked, the seawater flowed down from his strong chest muscles.

Soon, it receded to his waist. As he walked, the waves splashed. He carefully held Cisco's thighs, and a rare tenderness appeared between his brows.

When they reached the beach, many eyes were drawn to them.

The women stared at Orson's muscular body with burning eyes, wishing they could stick to him immediately.

Cisco struggled to climb down from his shoulder, and her curvy figure immediately caught the attention of other men.

Many people wanted to come over and strike up a conversation, but they were all deterred by Orson's cold gaze.

Cisco realized that she had been leaning her whole head on Orson's right shoulder.

Due to her emotional outburst just now, she hadn't noticed that his right shoulder must have gone numb.

Orson twisted his neck and saw the worried and apologetic look in her eyes.

He smiled gently. "Don't worry. I'm fine."

"I'll take you back to the hotel." As he said this, his long hand rested on her waist again. A faint smile could be seen at the corner of his lips.

"It's okay. My foot is much better."

Cisco said in a low voice. Orson had lost his memory and was already so pitiful.

Now he was still accompanying her.

The more she thought about it, the more guilty she felt.

"Although a cramp seems like a minor thing, it can't be ignored. I have a friend who had a cramp while swimming before.

He didn't take it seriously, and now he can only walk with a cane..."

Orson put on a serious expression as he spoke.

Cisco was indeed frightened. She patted her chest. "Is it that serious?"

In front of the woman he had a crush on, Orson chose to lie without hesitation. "This is a lie of love..." he murmured in his heart.

On Labuan Island, Patt, who had once had a swimming cramp, was now alive and kicking, was cleaning the gun in his hand.

Suddenly, he sneezed.

"What's going on? Is someone thinking of me?"

"Yin, help me figure out which beauty is thinking of me?"

Yin glanced at him indifferently and casually picked up the syringe next to him.

"Should I give you a shot so you can enjoy it in your dreams?"

Patt: "..."

"Thanks, but no need."