White Camellia

The bathroom doorknob shifted, and the cameraman aimed the livestream camera at the door.

Fans in the livestream waited eagerly, ready to take screenshots.

The bathroom door slowly opened. The next second, something flashed across the lens, and the screen went black. The fans couldn't see a thing.

[What happened?! Where did my great big Xingxing go?!]

[Does your equipment even work?! The picture cuts out right at the crucial moment!]

[Hahaha! Didn't you see? A hand slapped a lens cap over the camera at the speed of light.]

[Boohoo, there go the V-lines and pink nips I wanted to see!]

The livestream director stared blankly at the man who had suddenly "teleported" in front of him. Before he could react, Shen Yanci grabbed his shoulders and forcibly turned him toward the exit.

Bang! The door slammed shut, making the livestream director's shoulders jump.

He hadn't seen anything-not even Song Yunxing's toes.

The livestream director picked up the camera to check whether it had caught anything, only to discover that the external lens had been capped. The livestream screen was pitch-black.

"Was someone here just now?" A faint voice reached the livestream through the door.

"Yes. He urgently needed the bathroom, so he left." The man lied with a perfectly straight face.

"Oh, okay." The young man didn't ask any further questions, and no more sounds came from inside.

The livestream director: ...

[Hahaha, turns out someone's possessiveness kicked in, and he wouldn't let us look.]

[Director ruthlessly kicked out. Year-end bonus: -1,000.]

[Keep hiding things! If there's nothing going on, why not let Xingxing show off his figure? Shen Yanci, you're just jealous!]

[Have you considered that Song Yunxing might just be a scrawny little weakling?!]

[I think so too. He's so skinny. What abs could he possibly have?]

[What do you mean by that? Go look up his pictures yourself!]

The livestream director didn't dare approach Shen Yanci again. If he actually saw something he shouldn't, his career really would be over.

Inside the room, Song Yunxing wore a headband to push back his slightly overgrown bangs and began reapplying sunscreen.

He had simply pulled on a white T-shirt. Its hem rose with his movements, revealing a slender waist so pale it was dazzling.

His black shorts hugged his thighs, making his skin look even fairer and his calves perfectly straight.

"Why are you standing around instead of getting changed?" He squeezed out a dollop of milky-white sunscreen and spread it over his arm.

Cream coated his long, well-proportioned fingers, drawing sticky, silvery threads between them. As he rubbed the sunscreen in, his delicate white skin took on a luminous sheen.

The man's brows lowered. For an instant, his gaze turned dark and inscrutable, intensely predatory.

With skin like cream and exquisite, striking features, the young man's beauty blurred the distinction between genders.

He was like a pearl in a display case, its luster flawless.

Shen Yanci fought to suppress the urge to keep him all to himself, letting him show himself off without restraint.

Originally, he had only wanted to watch him from afar. As long as he was happy and healthy, that would have been enough. But now, the closer he got, the more his desires grew.

He had become selfish and greedy, wanting to keep him firmly locked by his side.

His lashes flickered. By the time Song Yunxing looked over, he had already hidden his emotions.

"What are you doing? Standing guard here with two cameras?" Song Yunxing glanced at him and took off his headband.

The man caught a faint floral scent from inside the bathroom. The subtle fragrance teased his nose, inexplicably stirring a restless heat.

"Are you wearing perfume?"

Song Yunxing frowned. "What? Why would I put on perfume when we're about to get in the water? Is there something wrong with your brain?"

Song Yunxing turned his head and walked past him.

"Wait. Since when have you been wearing gland patches?" The man caught his wrist, his gaze fixed on the back of his neck.

Song Yunxing instinctively reached back to touch it, only then remembering that his differentiation report was still sitting in his apartment.

Generally speaking, only alphas and omegas wore gland patches.

Betas generally didn't wear them, though some had gland-like protrusions on the backs of their necks and wore patches for cosmetic reasons.

But he had never had the habit of wearing gland patches. He had only started recently on his doctor's orders.

He was a public figure, after all. Meng had told him to keep his secondary differentiation under wraps for now so it wouldn't affect his upcoming album release.

"What business is it of yours? I like wearing gland patches. Got a problem with that?" Song Yunxing shook off his hand and raised his chin. "Watch yourself! We're here to dispel rumors. Stop getting handsy."

Shen Yanci stood at the bathroom door, lowered his eyes, and gave a soft scoff.

He tossed the remaining cameras into a nearby cabinet, grabbed his clothes, and went into the bathroom.

In the enclosed space, that elusive fragrance grew clearer.

It was similar to the perfume the young man endorsed. The delicate fragrance of white camellias brushed his nose, like a feather settling on a lake and sending ripples across its tranquil surface.

Outside, all sorts of equipment lined the beach: orange-yellow tandem kayaks, watercraft resembling tandem bicycles, sailboats, surfboards...

Three couples had gradually gathered beneath a canopy built from branches and leaves.

Yu Wan wore a black halter swimsuit that looked simple and elegant from the front, while leaving a broad expanse of snowy skin bare across her back.

The black swimsuit accentuated her figure, and her long, black waves added to her mature allure-especially with her arm linked through that of a fitness fanatic, Shi Jinyan.

Shi Jinyan was bare-chested, wearing nothing but simple navy-blue swim trunks. His skin was bronze, his muscles powerful and smoothly defined. His enormous biceps were almost as big as Yu Wan's head.

Lu Ran was still lost in her own world. With her hair in a bun, she wore a pale-pink chiffon swimsuit in a sweet, adorable style, rather like an everyday tiered dress.

Gu Nianzhi had simply tied his hair into a ponytail and put on a tight-fitting competitive swimsuit. He even held swimming goggles, looking for all the world as though he were heading to a competition.

[Wanwan has such a nice figure! That back is perfect for cupping therapy.]

[Hahaha, Yu Wan's winning at life. Shi Jinyan's body is a walking designer label. Is he some kind of bodybuilding champion?! That body-fat percentage is insane.]

[Eight-pack abs and huge pecs! They're bigger than mine. (streaming tears.JPG)]

[Lu Ran's swimsuit is so cute! Exactly what I'd expect from a sweet-style idol. Someone give me the link.]

The camera slowly panned right, revealing Luo An's bare torso. Although he couldn't compare to Shi Jinyan, his physique was still impressive.

Wearing sunglasses, he gazed into the distance.

But when the camera swept over the woman beside him, the livestream comments surged again.

[Wow~ I never knew Lu Yiyi had such a great figure! She's been keeping that hidden!]

[All I see is a screen full of pale skin. This is peak innocent sex appeal.]

[Hahaha, what is Luo An doing? He hasn't dared look at Yiyi once!]

[Yiyi's figure is so good she's made Luo An shy.]

Lu Yiyi really did have curves in all the right places. Having always cultivated the image of a sweet, gentle campus beauty, this was her first time wearing a swimsuit in front of everyone.

Her eyes shifted, and she shyly linked arms with Luo An, tugging at her already thin sun-protection cover-up.

Luo An exhaled, trying hard to keep his eyes straight ahead.

This was more female attention than he could handle! The woman beside him was two-faced! Would someone please save him?! Why weren't Song Yunxing and Shen Yanci here yet?!

Just then, hurried footsteps sounded nearby.

[Here they come! Our two top stars! Give us those abs!!]

[Shen Yanci will definitely show some skin! He works out regularly!]

[Xingxing's no slouch either, okay?! Our Xingxing looks slim in clothes but has plenty underneath!]

The camera turned, its view slowly traveling upward...