Bai Cheng'an knocked Qian Sisi's hand away and nearly roared out, "Qian Sisi, are you a pig? Why didn't you even shout for help? Do you know if I had been a moment later, you would've—"
Bai Cheng'an didn't dare to think of the conclusion! He suddenly scooped up Qian Sisi's limp body and hugged her tightly in his arms.
"Cough cough cough cough…" Qian Sisi felt that if she hadn't been drowned, she might have been strangled by the man in front of her!
After a while, Bai Cheng'an finally let go of Qian Sisi and asked her with a cold voice, "Feeling better now?"
The pallor on Qian Sisi's face finally regained some color. She nodded, "Much better!"
Actually, her stomach was quite uneasy, and her ears, nose, and throat were stabbing with pain, but she didn't know how to express it.
The wind was strong on the mountain, and as soon as Qian Sisi left Bai Cheng'an's embrace, she started shivering.
