Su Huai had no idea what kind of crisis was brewing behind him; he was having a great time with Gu.
The little sightseeing car trundled along the island's ring road, gentle breezes blowing, bringing with them the smell of the tide and taking away the oppressive heat.
On this small island of just a few square kilometers, the sea and sky blurred into one, a vista of endless blue.
Nan Island was dotted with reefs, while Bei Island boasted clear waters and sandy beaches. Further offshore, the area looked packed with tourists like dumplings in a pot, all the various attractions seeming so fun.
Gu Jiuyue found everything so fresh, insisting on getting up close to see it clearly.
"Su Huai, look, it's a parachute!"
Su Huai followed the direction of her pointing finger and couldn't help but laugh: "That's a giant flying fish..."
Gu Jiuyue was confused: "What's a giant flying fish?"
