You probably don't know about that Zhao Mingcheng, but yang Mengshan is a swimming champion.
Yang Mengshan, who had been pulled up, took the opportunity to lean into Zhao Mingcheng's arms. Her face was pale and her eyes were wide open. "Brother Mingcheng, why did you save me? why didn't you let me die?"
After saying that, he even coughed a few times sadly.
Zhao Mingcheng felt a lump in his throat and did not say anything else. He carried the drenched yang Mengshan to the hotel next door and prepared to dry their wet clothes.
Yang Mengshan changed out of her wet clothes and walked out in only a bathrobe. Zhao Mingcheng was stunned.
As yang Mengshan's bathrobe was not tied tightly, her two round and perky breasts could be vaguely seen in front of Zhao Mingcheng.
Zhao Mingcheng's heart skipped a beat, and he could not help but gulp.
