"Who is it, who's squirting water at me?" The tourist exclaimed in surprise, his eyes lighting up when he saw Gong Shaoyu.
"What's that? It looks quite fun, I want to try it later..."
Hearing this, Lan Shan finally came back to her senses, staring blankly ahead, her back occasionally brushing against his warm chest, her mind suddenly turning into a muddled blankness...
Suddenly, she thought of that night... the kiss in the alley, and her cheeks flushed involuntarily.
"Focus, don't get distracted." Gong Shaoyu's voice sounded, gentle as jade, like a mountain stream's clear spring, pleasant and melodious.
The scent of him lingered around her nose, causing her thoughts to drift.
At this moment, a boat passed by, Gong Shaoyu moved his water gun, precisely hitting a tourist... Throughout the whole process, Lan Shan was utterly bewildered, having no idea what was happening...
