Ou Zun looked at the vein throbbed ominously on her forehead, he huffed, crossing his arms over his chest, the sea breeze howling. Her hair danced wildly in the wind.
"Can you swim?"
"Yes... ah, no!"
Mù Qiānxún quickly corrected herself, shivering. She cautiously glanced at the turbulent sea beneath the bridge.
It seemed to beckon her: come on, come on... ride the waves...
She unconsciously swallowed, not wanting to swim at all.
Seeing her fear, Ou Zun continued in his leisurely tone, "Oh, you can't? That's even better. If I push you down, I can watch you splish splash around in the water. You like to play, anyway. Must be fun, right?"
Mù Qiānxún was trembling, her hand on her chest, telling herself that Ou Zun would never treat her this way.
But her smile was somewhat rigid.
"You're joking, right? Right?"
Taking a step forward, Ou Zun grabbed her shoulders, nudging her towards the sea, a mysterious smile on his face: "You can find out if I'm joking."
