While he was lost in thought, Lu Xiaoyou had already scanned the man standing in the water.
Above the surface of the water, his chest muscles were strong, the lines well-defined, with shallow pools of water gathered in the sharp clavicles. Droplets continuously fell from his hair, gliding along the edges of his face and down.
She pressed the tip of her tongue against the roof of her mouth. Her toes curled in the water as she raised her fine legs, splashing water up with a flick that landed on Long Xiliang's face.
Long Xiliang snapped back to reality and saw Lu Xiaoyou smiling at him, the angle of her lifted lips just right. Her back was to the setting sun, which bathed her fair complexion in a fuzzy halo of light.
He caught the foot that Lu Xiaoyou kept using to splash water at him.
The woman whose ankle was caught by him tried to wrest her foot from his grasp, but Long Xiliang pulled back, and Lu Xiaoyou let out a shriek as she fell into the pool.
