I have a promise with the beauty

"Miss, I would like to ask this young man to be your bodyguard." the housekeeper said with a smile.

"Ah?" Yang Qingshan and Murong Qiushui were stunned at the same time.

"Well... I'm a master. It's very expensive for me to be a bodyguard." Yang Qingshan asked tentatively.

"Money is not a problem. I think my strength is equivalent to that of these bodyguards. This bodyguard earns one thousand yuan an hour. There are five bodyguards to protect the young lady. They will earn five thousand yuan an hour. I'll give it to you."

How about five thousand yuan an hour?"

"Five thousand an hour?" Yang Qingshan touched his chin and raised his eyebrows without saying anything.

"How is it?" The housekeeper looked at Yang Qingshan and said with a smile, while Murong Qiushui looked at Yang Qingshan expectantly.

Looking at Murong Qiu Shui's expectant eyes, Yang Qingshan nodded silently, and Xiao Liu cooperated and lit 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 butler and went to prepare for the game.

Murong Qiushui was fooled by Yang Qingshan into participating in the competition the day before yesterday. Before he was ready, he was told that he had already signed up. He looked at Yang Qingshan with a grimace and dressed up, and he had no choice but to dress up in silence.

"Can you swim?" Yang Qingshan suddenly asked after getting dressed.

"Yes, I swam when I was a kid." Murong Qiushui said softly.

"That's no problem. This competition is a two-person competition. A team of two must be a man and a woman. With me here, the championship is ours. The championship prize is a set of high-end fishing gear. If you have time, you can come to the beach to fish."

Yang Qingshan smiled and waited for Murong Qiushui to change clothes.

"I'm going to change clothes." Murong Qiushui blushed and went to the temporary tent set up on the beach.

"I will 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 wrong? Someone is plotting against you?" Yang Qingshan pretended to be nervous and smiled.

"No." Murong Qiu Shui suppressed a smile and said, "The zipper at the back of this tights is stuck."

"Oh, pull it slowly." Yang Qingshan understood immediately in his heart. He didn't expect that there was such a good thing waiting for him in this world. He thanked God and then pretended to be stupid.

"It's stuck." Murong Qiushui said anxiously from inside: "I can't put it on and I can't take it off."

"What should we do?" Yang Qingshan asked.

"Go and call someone to help."

"Okay, wait a moment." Yang Qingshan left the tent, drank a glass of juice and came back, saying to the tent: "The competition is about to begin, everyone is warming up, no one has time to help, they all want to compete for the set

There are tens of thousands of high-end fishing gears."

"Ah? What should we do?" Murong Qiu Shui's voice almost made her cry.

"How about... let me help you?" Yang Qingshan said with a wicked smile.

The tent was quiet for a while, and then Yang Qingshan heard a mosquito-like greeting. How could Yang Qingshan be so polite? He said very gentlemanly that he wanted to come in. Then he entered, and was immediately attracted by a slender figure.

Yang Qingshan did not expect that although Murong Qiu Shui looked thin, her figure was very well proportioned. The tights wrapped her petite body, and everything looked so beautiful, especially the beautiful back exposed because the zipper was broken, and the smooth skin was pure and pure.

It was like a perfect piece of jade, Yang Qingshan couldn't help but want to touch it.

"What are you doing?" Murong Qiushui asked in a low voice with a red face.

"It's okay, I'm studying the zipper. I'll zip it up for you." Yang Qingshan smiled and lifted up Murong Qiu Shui's long black hair. He immediately saw Murong Qiu Shui's neck and ears, which were red from shyness, and became even more tempting.

Pulling the long black hair, she found that a strand of long hair was stuck in the zipper, causing the zipper to be stuck. Even if Murong Qiu Shui tried his best to pull, he would not be able to remove his hair. Yang Qingshan sighed and gently moved his hands.

He fiddled with the black silk stockings and touched Murong Qiushui's white skin with his fingers.

Murong Qiushui trembled, shrank back nervously, and her face turned even redder.

"Soon."

Yang Qingshan was sweating profusely as he pulled on the black silk thread and the zipper. He didn't want to break the black silk thread for fear of hurting Murong Qiushui. He also wanted to end this embarrassment quickly, but his hands started to tremble.

"Use scissors." Murong Qiushui reminded.

"No need." Yang Qingshan said stubbornly, exhaling a little breath from his fingers, and finally separated the zipper from the black silk. He breathed a sigh of relief, pulled his hand, and finally closed the zipper.

"Thank you." Murong Qiushui stood still, waiting for Yang Qingshan to go out.

"We also need to put up the number plate."

Yang Qingshan held the sign with the number written on it and put it on Murong Qiushui's back. Because he was afraid that it would get wet and slip off, he pressed it hard twice with his palm. Murong Qiushui let out an ouch and looked at Yang Qingshan aggrievedly.

"Does it hurt? Just treat it like a massage. Come on, press it on for me." Yang Qingshan turned around and gave Murong Qiushui his number plate.

"Yours is number 13." Murong Qiushui looked at the number plate strangely.

"What's wrong?" Yang Qingshan asked doubtfully, turning to look at Murong Qiushui, with another red face, Yang Qingshan became depressed.

"Nothing, I've put it on you." Murong Qiushui said awkwardly, thinking to himself that his number was 14, and being with Yang Qingshan was 1314, which homophonically means "lifetime." Thinking of this, Murong Qiushui's heartbeat accelerated again.

"I'll wait for you outside, the game is about to start." Yang Qingshan said, and then walked out of the tent. He immediately saw Xiao Liu with a nervous and embarrassed look on his face. He giggled twice and said that he had informed him that there were still five minutes left in the game, then turned around and ran away.

"You brat." Yang Qingshan smiled angrily, checked his equipment, and found that everything was done, then Murong Qiushui walked out of the tent behind him.

Murong Qiu Shui's thin figure was wrapped in tight clothes, making her look petite and cute. She wore goggles on her head, and stared at Yang Qingshan with a red face and uneasiness. Although her chest was a bit smaller, it was slightly bulging due to nervousness.

The ups and downs still made Yang Qingshan a little thirsty.

Yang Qingshan raised his eyes and glanced at Murong Qiu Shui, who looked away at the sea.

"Let's go." Yang Qingshan said calmly, and he and Murong Qiushui walked to the beach one after another.

"come on! Come on!"

Xiaoliu led a dozen of his younger brothers to encourage Yang Qingshan and Murong Qiushui. The bodyguards who had been beaten before were very unhappy and dressed up, deciding to save face in the competition.

The starting point of the competition is a small pier on the beach. After jumping off, swim to the competition area on the sea. Entering the competition area, there are many rubber mats with the name of Boss Liu's store printed on them and small packaging boxes. Inside are

Some souvenirs and the like, of course, hide big prizes, and rubber boats are also the main tools of the competition.

Yang Qingshan said a few mysterious words into Murong Qiu Shui's ears. Murong Qiu Shui's eyes lit up and he nodded fiercely while staring at the packaging box on the sea.

"Why do women always like to get a little advantage?"

Yang Qingshan raised his head and looked at the sky, puzzled. Fortunately, Yang Qingshan and Murong Qiushui could ambiguously bite their ears.

Murong Qiu Shui blushed and touched her hot ears without any trace, and listened attentively to several college students explaining the rules of the competition. Then she and Yang Qingshan stood at the front of the pier according to the numbers, looking at the pairs of contestants.

Jump into the sea.

"No. 13, 14. Oh! For a lifetime!" The college student in charge of reporting the number blinked at Yang Qingshan.

Yang Qingshan was happy, it turned out that his number and Murong Qiushui's number were still so ambiguous, so he happily pulled Murong Qiushui and jumped into the sea water, pointed at a rubber mat and swam over.

ps: Rolling on the floor, asking for collection, flowers, VIPs, pk tickets