"Yue'er, quickly come down. Don't stay up there," Luo'er shouted with concern.
Baiyue glanced at him, and once the ship stopped swaying so much, she began to slowly climb down from the mast. Halfway down, the ship started shaking again. Baiyue, caught off guard, slipped and fell from the mast.
Seeing this, Luo'er quickly reached out to catch her. Baiyue fell straight into his arms, colliding with him fully.
"Are you okay?" Luo'er asked, concern sketched across his face. Baiyue was petite, so falling into his arms didn't strain him at all.
Finding herself just resting in Luo'er's arms, Baiyue felt surprised and slightly dizzy. She had no idea how to react, and her face had already turned bright red.
Luo'er noticed that she was still tightly holding the camera in her arms. Bemused, he shook his head; even at such a critical moment, she still didn't forget to take pictures and gather intel, which truly demonstrated her dedication.
