When you feel like riding the waves, not a single splash is innocent
Fu Lang, a celebrated show-off and social phobic in his industry, rarely deigned to join a company outing. But when he got off the plane, he discovered that his heartless coworkers had abandoned him alone on the streets of a Third World country, calling it "market research."
No phone or travel cards. All he had were a map, his passport, fifty dollars, and one suitcase full of 140 fussy, self-selected satin three-piece sets...
Fu Lang threw his head back and howled, ready to surrender himself.
Hey, why is there a stray dog with a six-pack running over there?
Liang Duoxian lay on his surfboard and glanced at the dignified man dog-paddling earnestly beside him. "Boss Fu, weren't you supposed to be a diving expert? Is this... it?"
Fu Lang lifted his plastic mask out of the sea. His flippers, printed with Pleasant Goat, flapped for ages before he finally got them off and stood up straight. "What? Snorkeling doesn't count as diving?"
A refreshing, healing romance, with a makeover that will have you falling for it. No fixed top or bottom.
Theme: What happens on the islands stays on the islands
