It turns out that the bottom of the pond is full of stones and water plants. It looks deep, but at its deepest point, it only reaches Ahu's chest.
When he jumped in like that, the pond wasn't deep enough, and he hit his head directly. Isn't it only natural that he'd cry out in pain?
With him paving the way, Liu Xinghe didn't do something so reckless.
In May, the mountain pond water was very cool. When you first get in, a chill runs through you, and it's hard to bear.
It took a good while to gradually adapt to this cold sensation, feeling your pores opening.
Ahu took a big gulp of water and smacked his lips, "The water in the mountains is so pure, it even tastes sweeter than the well water in the city!"
Now, with the two big men facing each other naked, Ahu teasingly asked Liu Xinghe, "Sixth Brother, what's with the wound on your shoulder?"
Liu Xinghe lowered his eyes and saw a crescent-shaped wound on his shoulder.
He reached out and touched it.
