Chapter 26.2 (1/2)

”Why do you jump when you can't swim?” Xin Zezhao holds Liang Xiaoyu's cool hands and gently breathes and rubs them to make them warm.

”Woo Woo Liang Xiaoyu is wronged to cry, even don't want to say, especially see xinzezhao that handsome face is full of proud expression.

”Well, don't cry. I won't make fun of you next time. Where is your usual spirit? It's so easy to be cheated. Do I look like someone who wants to die? I've been to this pool since I was a child. It's not deep Xin Zezhao holds Liang Xiaoyu's hand in one hand, and helps Liang Xiaoyu wipe tears with the other hand.

After listening to Xin Zezhao's words, Liang Xiaoyu is not angry at all. The more he looks at Xin Zezhao's cold face, the more angry he is. The most hateful thing is his smile that is so bright that even a row of white teeth show up.

Suddenly a force, his hand from Xin Zezhao's hand pulled out, crystal clear tears are still in the orbit around, but does not prevent cool small Yu fiercely stare at Xin Zezhao.

Then Xin Zezhao pushes away and blocks in front of her. He runs forward without looking back, but without taking two steps, he is pulled back into a wet embrace.

”Where are you going?”

Liang Xiaoyu doesn't speak. She struggles with more strength than usual, which makes Xin Zezhao almost break free.

He also knows that the joke is big, but if he lets Liang Xiaoyu walk away from her at this time, it will be troublesome later. Thinking of this, Xin Zezhao also uses his strength to hold Liang Xiaoyu's hand.

”Sorry, I just want to see what your reaction is...” Xin Zezhao smiles, purses his lips and hugs Xiao Yu from behind.

Liang Xiaoyu's strength of struggle slowly decreased, even did not move, standing in the same place quietly, crying red eyes still have tears overflowing from them.

”Are you satisfied with the reaction? It must be ridiculous to see me whirling around the pool like a fool. In the end, I jumped in. Are you very proud? ”

The wet clothes cling to them. The breeze blows. Xin Zezhao hugs Liang Xiaoyu tightly. His body gradually becomes hot, and the warmth is constantly transferred from him to Liang Xiaoyu.

But it was cold under my heart.

Xin Zezhao slightly pursed his lips with a few smiles. It seemed that he was not cool enough. Xiaoyu's fire was not strong enough. He just added a handful of firewood. The cool voice was a bit hoarse, low and magnetic, which was particularly provocative: ”well, I'm very satisfied.”