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"Miss, I want to ask this little brother to be your bodyguard." The butler said with a smile.
"Huh?" Yang Qingshan and Murong Qiushui were taken aback at the same time.
"This I'm a master, and it's very expensive for me to be a bodyguard." Yang Qingshan asked tentatively.
"Money is not a problem. I think my brother's strength is equivalent to these bodyguards. This bodyguard is worth 1,000 yuan an hour. There are five bodyguards who protect the lady closely. They will get 5,000 yuan an hour. I will give it to you." How about five thousand yuan an hour?"
"Five thousand an hour?" Yang Qingshan stroked his chin and raised his eyebrows without speaking.
"How is it?" The butler looked at Yang Qingshan and smiled, while Murong Qiushui looked at Yang Qingshan expectantly.
Looking at Murong Qiushui's expectant eyes, Yang Qingshan nodded silently, and Xiao Liu cooperated to light a cigarette.
"This is my card number. I settle the account once a day. As for these bodyguards, keep them. It's not easy to make money these days." Yang Qingshan left a card number for the housekeeper, and hurriedly went to prepare for the competition.
Murong Qiushui was tricked by Yang Qingshan to participate in the competition the day before yesterday, and was told that he had signed up before he was ready. He looked at Yang Qingshan dressed neatly with a bitter face, and he had no choice but to dress neatly in silence.
"Can you swim?" Yang Qingshan asked suddenly after getting dressed.
"Yes, I swam when I was a child." Murong Qiushui said in a low voice.
"That's no problem. This competition is a two-person competition. It must be a man and a woman. With me, the champion is ours. The championship prize is a set of high-end fishing gear. If you have time, you can go fishing on the beach." Yang Qingshan smiled, waiting for Murong Qiushui to change clothes.
"I'm going to change clothes." Murong Qiushui blushed and went to the temporary tent on the beach.
"I'll escort you." Yang Qingshan chased after him and stood outside the tent.
A few minutes later, Murong Qiushui in the tent whispered, "Yang Qingshan."
"What's the matter? Someone plotted against you?" Yang Qingshan smiled nervously.
"No." Murong Qiushui suppressed a smile and said, "The zipper on the back of the tights is stuck."
"Oh, pull it slowly." Yang Qingshan immediately understood in his heart, he didn't expect that there are such good things waiting for him in this world, thanked God, and then pretended to be stupid.
"It's stuck." Murong Qiushui said anxiously inside: "I can't put it on or take it off."
"Then what should we do?" Yang Qingshan asked.
"Go get someone to help."
"Okay, wait for a while." Yang Qingshan left the tent, drank a glass of juice and came back, said to the tent: "The game is coming soon, everyone is warming up, no one has time to help, they all want to compete for that set High-end fishing gear costs tens of thousands."
"Ah? Then what should we do?" Murong Qiushui's voice was about to cry.
"How aboutlet me help you?" Yang Qingshan smiled wickedly.
The tent was quiet for a while, only then did Yang Qingshan hear the grace of a mosquito. How could Yang Qingshan be polite, he said that he was going to come in like a gentleman before he went in, and was immediately attracted by a slender figure.
Yang Qingshan did not expect that although Murong Qiushui looked thin, but his figure was very well-proportioned, the tights wrapped his petite body, everything looked so beautiful, especially the beautiful back exposed because of the broken zipper, and the smooth and smooth skin It looks like a perfect piece of jade, Yang Qingshan couldn't help but want to touch it.
"What are you doing?" Murong Qiushui asked softly with a blushing face.
"It's okay, I'm studying the zipper, so I'll zip it up for you." Yang Qingshan smiled, lifted Murong Qiushui's long black hair, and immediately saw Murong Qiushui's neck and ears flushed from shyness, making him even more tempting.
Pulling the long black hair, he found that a strand of long hair was stuck in the zipper, which caused the zipper to get stuck. Even if Murong Qiushui tried his best to pull it, he would not remove his hair, Yang Qingshan sighed, his hands lightly Gently fiddled with the black silk, her fingers touched Murong Qiushui's white skin.
Murong Qiushui trembled, shrank his back nervously, and blushed even more.
"Soon."
Yang Qingshan was sweating profusely as he pulled the black silk and the zipper, not wanting to tear the black silk for fear of hurting Murong Qiushui, but also wanting to end this embarrassment quickly, but his hands trembled.
"Use scissors." Murong Qiushui reminded.
"No need." Yang Qingshan said stubbornly, let out a little air with his fingers, and finally separated the zipper from the black silk, heaved a sigh of relief, pulled his hand, and the zipper was finally closed.
 "Thank you." Murong Qiushui stood still, waiting for Yang Qingshan to go out.
"There is also a number plate to be pasted."
Yang Qingshan took a sign with the number on it and stuck it to Murong Qiushui's back, fearing that it would slip off when it got wet, he pressed it twice with his palm, Murong Qiushui let out an oops, and looked at Yang Qingshan aggrieved.
"Does it hurt? Just treat it as a massage, come on, help me press it too." Yang Qingshan turned around and gave Murong Qiushui his number plate.
"Your number is 13." Murong Qiushui looked at the number plate strangely.
"What's wrong?" Yang Qingshan wondered, turned to look at Murong Qiushui, with another flushed face, Yang Qingshan was depressed.
"It's nothing, I posted it for you." Murong Qiushui said awkwardly, thinking to himself that his number is 14, and the one with Yang Qingshan is 1314, and the homonym is "Lifetime". Thinking of this, Murong Qiushui's heartbeat accelerated again.
"I'll be waiting for you outside. The game is about to start." Yang Qingshan said, and then walked out of the tent, seeing Xiao Liu's nervous and embarrassed face, he smirked twice and said to inform the game that there were still five minutes before turning around and running.
"Stinky boy." Yang Qingshan smiled angrily, checked his equipment, everything was settled, and then Murong Qiushui walked out of the tent behind him.
Murong Qiushui's thin body was wrapped in tights, making him look petite and lovely. With goggles on his head, he blushed and stared at Yang Qingshan uncomfortably. The ups and downs still made Yang Qingshan's mouth dry.
Yang Qingshan raised his eyes and glanced at Murong Qiushui, and Murong Qiushui looked towards the sea while dodging his eyes.
"Let's go." Yang Qingshan said calmly, walking towards the beach with Murong Qiushui one after the other.
"come on! Come on!"
Xiao Liu led more than a dozen younger brothers to encourage Yang Qingshan and Murong Qiushui. The few bodyguards who were beaten up before were very upset and dressed neatly, and decided to save face during the game.
The starting point of the competition is the small pier on the beach. After jumping off, swim to the competition area on the sea. When entering the competition area, there are many rubber mats with the name of Boss Liu¡¯s store printed on it and small packaging boxes inside. Some souvenirs and the like, of course, hidden prizes, and rubber boats are also the main tool of the game.
Yang Qingshan said a few words mysteriously into Murong Qiushui's ear, Murong Qiushui's eyes lit up, he stared at the packing box on the sea and nodded fiercely.
"Why do women always like to take a little advantage?"
Yang Qingshan looked up at the sky, puzzled, and fortunately, Yang Qingshan could whisper to Murong Qiushui ambiguously.
Murong Qiushui blushed and touched his hot ears without any trace, and listened attentively to the competition rules explained by a few college students, then he and Yang Qingshan stood at the front of the pier according to their numbers, looking at the contestants in pairs jump into the sea.
"No. 13, 14. Yo! Forever!" The college student in charge of reporting the number blinked at Yang Qingshan.
Yang Qingshan was overjoyed, it turned out that his number and Murong Qiushui's number were still so ambiguous, so he pulled Murong Qiushui into the sea with a smile, aimed at a rubber mat and swam over.
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