A few thrilling patches of white, hidden amidst the red floral rain and light white mist, Li Changzhou's eyes clung to these whites like fish holding onto bait.
But he shifted his gaze the next second.
The fish wants to eat the bait but gets hooked and ultimately faces inevitable death, not what he imagined.
The screams continue, mainly from Li Qianxia, while Turquoise Pool and Si laugh shamelessly.
Yang Qinglan swims over.
"Did you see?"
"With such heavy floral rain, the sky dark, and me without 'abilities,' what can I see? Thinking back now, I can only imagine your scene."
She swims to Li Changzhou's side, lightly resting her hand on his shoulder, exerting a slight force to draw the two closer.
Her slippery body sits on Li Changzhou's leg, her hands white as jade embracing his neck.
"Really?" she asks.
"...Actually, I saw a little, but I feel that what I saw when you were wearing swimsuits lacked the woo woo woo, woo? Woo woo woo woo, woo woo!"
