Now that Shu Qingqing had finished swimming and finally remembered to look for Qiao Mei, she realized she couldn't find her at all.

When she swam around again and found Qiao Mei, she discovered that Qiao Mei was already leading Ao Cang, whose dragon scales looked a little red, towards the shore.

"Qiaoqiao, are you done swimming? Boss Shang and the others are still surfing, aren't they tired?"

As they got closer, Shu Qingqing noticed that her friend's lips looked a little red and swollen.

"Qiaoqiao, what happened to your mouth? Are there mosquitoes in the seawater too?"

Qiao Mei reached out and touched her lips, which still retained some warmth and possessed the unique aura of a certain dragon god. Her red eyes were deep as she said, "I don't know, but I guess so."

After saying this, she felt the dragon's body wrapped around her neck become even hotter. She stopped teasing Ao Cang and instead asked Shu Qingqing about Zuo Chenxing's birthday.

“He has helped me a lot before, so I should definitely do something for his birthday. When is his birthday? I’ll buy him a gift in advance.”

It would have been better if Qiao Mei hadn't mentioned Zuo Chenxing, because once she did, Shu Qingqing would start talking non-stop, as if she'd been given a tap on the tap.

When Xu Heyu and Shang Duojin returned from their showers, just as the sun was about to disappear back into the clouds, they saw Shu Qingqing's little mouth chattering away furiously.

But his attention wasn't on Shu Qingqing; instead, it was on Qiao Mei, whose body still had many red marks and whose lips were somewhat swollen.

Joe the Rustic: Man, you're playing with fire. (Grinns wickedly)