Mu Xiaojiu, come back to me!
As soon as these words left her mouth, the figure ahead blurred, and that tall silhouette had already returned to the deck.
The short bangs on his forehead were tousled by the sea breeze.
His clothes remained dry, only a little dampened by the waves.
Just now, he went down without falling into the sea, but no one knew how he managed it.
After wandering below for a while, he came back just like that…
Finally, Baili Xia noticed the rope by the railing.
It turned out he had known from the start that he wouldn't fall into the water.
So that's why he put on such a show in front of her.
This time, her nose really stung, not because of the impact, but because her heart ached so much.
The moment he fell, her heartbeat almost stopped.
She had always been unwilling to admit it, but had no choice but to recognize that she cared about him so deeply, always so deeply.
Caring about a man who didn't want her at all.
