Chapter 50: Enduring a Visual Critical Strike Like the Victoria’s Secret Backstage
When Fu Yue looked up, he was met with the silver-gray bangs that fell as Kevin leaned down, those azure-blue eyes, and his light-colored, long eyelashes.
He had wanted to eat the “melon” of fate, only for the melon to smash into him instead.
Looking at this sincere face, Fu Yue completely panicked.
What was even more lethal—
Because Kevin leaned in close, his bronze chest muscles were inches away, rising and falling slightly with his breath.
Faint pink…
The body of an international supermodel had a visual impact comparable to a nuclear bomb. Fu Yue felt like his retinas were about to be scorched.
He hurriedly looked down.
As a result, this action caused him to look directly at an even more dangerous area.
The cut of Kevin’s triangular swimming trunks was practically a crime.
Defined by the tight black fabric.
The surrounding skin was smooth and beautiful.
Clearly, this supermodel’s daily hair management was extremely thorough.
Fu Yue realized what he was thinking and jerked backward, his head hitting the palm tree with a thump.
“You’re blushing,” Kevin whispered, his Adam’s apple rolling with his low chuckle.
Fu Yue closed his eyes in despair.
“System, what is going on?”
[Host, according to the Big Model’s calculations, the probability of you being targeted right now is 99.99%.]
Holy crap!
Fu Yue panicked.
Impossible! He was clearly supposed to be after Ji Linye…
“System, is it because of that damn Heartthrob Halo?”
[Host, your judgment is very correct.]
“Why is he affected so severely?”
[Host, the parameters of the Heartthrob Halo are very complex. The effect varies from person to person. It is related to the individual’s original emotional accumulation…]
The system explained.
Fu Yue only felt that this was too much—he had just come to eat a chicken wing; why did he have to endure this Victoria’s Secret backstage-level visual bombardment?
“I—I’m not good enough!” Fu Yue waved his hands, pointing toward the pool. “That gentleman over there, Ji Linye! He’s much more suited to be a model than me.”
Kevin followed his finger and took a look, then immediately shook his head.
His gaze returned to Fu Yue’s face, his smile deepening. That look clearly said: No, I want you.
Fu Yue’s survival instinct kicked in.
He put down the wing and wanted to bolt.
“Afraid of me?” Kevin chuckled, his tall frame blocking the exit.
“No.” Fu Yue gave an awkward laugh and took a step back. “A high-level person like you, I…”
“Is that so?”
Kevin raised an eyebrow and suddenly leaned down.
His 1.9-meter frame bent over.
He brought that incomparably handsome face in front of Fu Yue’s, looking at him at eye level.
Breath with the scent of cool mint brushed against the tip of Fu Yue’s nose.
“Then I’ll just lower my head.” Kevin’s voice was bewitching.
Fu Yue felt a surge of heat “boom” upward.
He was too good! This man was way too good at flirting!
[Host.]
In his mind, the system’s voice rang out gloomily.
“What!” Fu Yue’s heart was equally gloomy.
[I feel that just now, what you were gnawing on wasn’t a chicken wing.]
“Then what was it?”
[It was the fuse for a Shura Field.]
Fu Yue: “…”
Before he could argue with the system in his heart, he saw Kevin straighten up, his gaze passing over Fu Yue’s shoulder to look not far away.
“Do you need my help?” Kevin said meaningfully. “I see several ‘big bad wolves’ here who look like they want to swallow you whole.”
Fu Yue followed his gaze and took a scan.
Good grief, there really were enough people on the beach today.
Ji Hanmo was currently leaning under a sun umbrella, looking over from a distance.
Shen Junnian was holding a coconut, chatting with the yacht club manager, his gaze darting here occasionally.
Pei Luomian and Pei Zhen were sitting under an umbrella at the beach medical center, facing directly toward Fu Yue.
And the Kevin in front of him had already naturally sat down beside Fu Yue.
He reached out and took a piece of chicken wing from Fu Yue’s plate.
“Tastes good.” Kevin licked his fingertips. “More… flavorful than the signature dishes in Milanese restaurants.”
He suddenly tilted his head to avoid a flying beach volleyball. “…More flavorful.”
That volleyball had been aimed precisely. Fu Yue scanned the area but couldn’t find the source.
Fu Yue watched as this dignified international supermodel and fashion editor-in-chief gnawed on a greasy chicken wing.
Fu Yue looked at the leftover bone. “Shouldn’t a person like you have a super sharp tongue? And only eat boiled chicken breast and vegetable salad?”
This was probably the most ridiculous point of concern in the entire place.
“You really do understand my hardships and my facade.” Sincerity flowed from Kevin’s eyes, as if he had found a rare kindred spirit.
[Host, is this the time to be talking about this?]
Even the system couldn’t sit still anymore.
Fu Yue was indeed so confused that his head was spinning, leading him to start discussing character archetypes and dietary calorie issues with him.
Ten minutes later…
This guy still refused to leave.
Fu Yue realized that Kevin’s inexplicable interest in him wouldn’t be fixed anytime soon.
There were less than 10 hours left until the original setting of “Kevin offers himself, Chen Bai catches him in the act.”
He had to make sure it happened on time.
He could only change tactics—
“Kevin,” Fu Yue grabbed his arm and whispered, “Does what you said just now still count? Help me avoid those ‘big bad wolves’!”
“Of course.”
“Then follow me.” Fu Yue tilted his chin.
“Chen Bai!” Fu Yue led Kevin toward the pool.
“Fu Yue, who is this?” Chen Bai’s eyes filled with admiration as he looked at the handsome man Fu Yue had brought over.
Beside him, Ji Linye’s expression was somewhat playful.
“A friend I just met,” Fu Yue said. “Let’s go have a jet ski race!”
Hearing this, Chen Bai’s eyes shone with excitement, but he quickly restrained himself, leaning over to whisper for Ji Linye’s opinion: “It seems… quite fun?”
Seeing that Chen Bai wanted to play, Ji Linye nodded gently.
Seeing this, Fu Yue immediately made the decision on the teams: “Great! Kevin and I are one team, and you two are the other! The losers treat everyone to dinner tonight!”
This suggestion was perfectly normal.
Kevin and Ji Linye both seemed eager to try, wanting to show off their skills in front of the people they liked.
The four of them arrived at the jet ski station.
“Mr. Manager!” Fu Yue pointed at a row of jet skis. “Which one has the most power?”
He glimpsed Chen Bai already sitting on one, studying the dashboard.
“Sir, those blue ones have the most horsepower,” the manager pointed to the right.
Ji Linye and Kevin walked there at the same time, but Fu Yue made a quick move, unexpectedly sitting down behind Chen Bai.
“Chen Bai,” Fu Yue timed it perfectly, “Strike first to gain the advantage! Let’s sneak off!”
“Huh? Wait… Waaaaah!”
“Charge!”
Fu Yue didn’t give Chen Bai any time to react. His action of twisting the throttle was as fast as a bolt of lightning.
The others hadn’t even reacted yet.
VROOOM—
Amidst the roar of the engine, Fu Yue and Chen Bai were on the same jet ski, moving like an arrow released from a bow, already twenty meters away.
The splashing water precisely soaked the two people on shore.
Under the brilliant sunlight, only Ji Linye and Kevin were left on the beach, both with equally unpleasant expressions.
The two looked at each other, the atmosphere awkward to the extreme.
Fu Yue looked at the two “locked together” figures on the shore and gave himself ten thousand points for his wit.
“La~ la~ la!”
Out on the sea fifty meters away, Fu Yue hummed proudly against the sea breeze.
Chen Bai’s hair was flying wildly in the wind.
Fu Yue looked back from time to time, making faces at the “forced pair,” Ji Linye and Kevin.
“Fu Yue, slow down!” Chen Bai shouted against the wind. “It’s too fast, aaaaah!”
Splash!
A massive wave was kicked up.
A two-person jet ski was chasing them down with a posture of fighting the wind and waves, its speed clearly much faster!
Kevin’s silver-gray hair ends were flying wildly, and the person at the helm, Ji Linye… heavens, what a terrifying gaze!
Fu Yue could only pray in his heart.
—Italian men are passionate and unrestrained; maybe as their bodies press together and they bounce over the waves, Kevin will develop an interest in Ji Linye?
Even if he didn’t, Fu Yue still had a Plan B.
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