Chapter 49 Coveting Someone Else's Girlfriend

In Jiang Xinglan's opinion, Yun Jiao, who often sweetly asked him to play games, really liked him very much, so how could she dislike him?

He is acting so distant at this moment, he must be worried that there are other people around and he is afraid that they will say something wrong.

Jiang Xinglan glanced at the boy in the floral shirt with his black eyes.

Since he likes to talk nonsense so much, no wonder Yun Jiao doesn’t dare to show that she likes him.

Yun Jiao didn't notice that Jiang Xinglan was imagining things. She looked up at the gray sea in front of her.

The place where the fishermen fell into the water is not a deep sea area. They are most likely able to swim. Plus, Chu Qing and Shen Jinyan are both good swimmers, so it shouldn't take much effort to bring the people to the shore.

But the situation over there was that Chu Qing and Shen Jinyan were struggling to pull the fisherman who had fallen into the water. Their hair and clothes were soaked by the sea water and they looked disheveled. The fisherman seemed to be still sinking, and the two of them were being pulled into the sea as well.

Yun Jiao thought it felt like something was pulling him from below.

"Something's not right with Chu Qing and the others," she said.

Jiang Xinglan and several others noticed that the fishermen still didn't pull the fish up and found it strange. Worried that something had happened, they hurried over to check out the situation.

Jiang Xinglan and the boy in the flowered shirt were not good swimmers, but when they saw Chu Qing and the other man sinking with the fishermen, they estimated the depth of the sea and gritted their teeth and went over to help.

The power of these four boys at their best age should not be underestimated. With the cooperation of the four, the fisherman was finally pulled to the surface of the sea.

Several people sensed something was wrong in the sea, so they pulled the people up and did not dare to stay for a moment, and hurried back to the beach.

Yun Jiao stood there, not knowing if she was dazzled, but she seemed to see something dark in the sea shrinking back to the bottom of the sea when Chu Qing and the others swam back.

"Thank you for saving my son." The middle-aged man who had been calling for help before let his son spit out the water, wiped his face, and said with gratitude.

Chu Qing glared at the middle-aged man, "You can swim, why didn't you save him? Are you afraid of death, or do you know there is something in the water and want us to die?"

His words directly tore off the mask on the middle-aged man's face.

The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly on his tanned face, "There's nothing in the sea. I'm a local, so I don't know any better than you outsiders. I was so anxious that I forgot I could swim."

"Well, I won't let you save my son in vain. You can eat these two fish."

He pulled aside a pile of heavy seaweed from the fishing net and threw two palm-sized fish in front of the people.

The middle-aged man knew that the thank-you fee was too meager, but he was reluctant to give anything else, fearing that Chu Qing and several tall young men would hold him back and have a good talk with him. He hurriedly helped his son, who had just woken up, and ran away, even putting down the fishing net temporarily.

Anyway, don't expect to catch any fish in the near future. Going out to sea can cost lives, so this fishing net is not that important in comparison.

Looking at the middle-aged man running away and the fish flipping on the beach, the corners of several people's mouths twitched.

“Is there really something in the sea?” The man in the flowered shirt’s voice was a little shaky, and he felt like he had escaped death.

"Yes, otherwise Shen Jinyan and I would have pulled the person up long ago." Chu Qing thought of the strange feeling under the water when he was rescuing people, and looked at Shen Jinyan.

"You also felt it, right? There is something pulling us underwater, and it's a conscious thing."

Chu Qing practiced Sanda on a daily basis, so he had a strong ability to control his body. If it was just an ordinary water plant, he wouldn’t have spent so much effort to break free.

Shen Jinyan frowned and nodded, "There must be something scary in the sea, and the villagers know about it."

"Whatever it is, since we are in the sea, why don't we just not go down?" The man in the flowered shirt grabbed his hair and said in a shabby tone. Chu Qing was not so optimistic. Their cell phones had no signal and the car had little gas left. It would be risky to leave rashly to find a way out. It would also be risky to stay in this village that hid secrets.

But they didn't discuss whether to stay in the village at this time.

They were all wet now, and the moist sea breeze from the beach made them feel cool all over, and their faces felt like they were scratched by the grains of sea salt. It was unbearable and they wanted to go back to take a shower and change their clothes.

The three girls did not go into the water, but their shoes were soaked by the rising tide and it was uncomfortable for their feet to be soaked in the water.

The few people who felt unwell didn't say anything more and were about to go back.

Yun Jiao fell behind, her shoes were soaked by sea water, with some sand mixed in, making it very uncomfortable for her feet to walk in, and she couldn't help but frown.

When Jiang Xinglan, who was not far away from her, saw this, he inadvertently tried to get close to Yun Jiao, while thinking about what excuse he could use to carry someone else's girlfriend on his back.

Before he could figure it out, Chu Qing, who was walking in front, glanced at Yun Jiao, who was at the end.

The girl held his coat obediently, frowning, pursing her red lips, as if she was uncomfortable. Looking at her wet shoes and trouser legs dripping with water, one could imagine that it would be a lot heavier for her to walk.

Chu Qing twirled his fingers and walked to Yun Jiao, looking at his girlfriend who seemed to be feeling aggrieved but refused to speak out.

"If the shoes are uncomfortable, don't wear them."

Yun Jiao, who now has no shoes to change, is full of questions.

Then Chu Qing half squatted down, untied Yun Jiao's shoelaces, and took her feet out.

Yun Jiao, whose ankle was held by the boy's rough hands and whose skin was itchy, wanted to say no, but then she heard the system say that her personality data was rising, so she had to swallow her words back.

Yun Jiao's feet were very white, and covered with sand, like bright pearls mixed in the sand, which was an eyesore.

On the other side of Yun Jiao, Jiang Xinglan, who was still coveting someone else's girlfriend, saw Yun Jiao's feet being held by someone. The strong sense of color difference between the crystal white and honey color brought about a sense of lust.

Jiang Xinglan put his hands in his pockets, his eyes were red from irritation.

The real boyfriend Chu Qing took out a tissue from his coat and wiped the sand off Yun Jiao's feet. During this time, Jiang Xinglan, who was very stimulated and extremely jealous, supported Yun Jiao, who was unstable and tilted, from an angle that Chu Qing could not see.

Chu Qing, who was always serious about his work, didn't pay attention to other things and wiped off the sand completely. Then he stood up, put his hand around his girlfriend's legs, and carried her on his back, not forgetting to pick up her shoes.

Jiang Xinglan took the lead and lifted up the white sneakers with his fingers, and said as his eyes glanced at Yun Jiao who was carried on Chu Qing's back.

"Carry the person on your back carefully, and don't let him fall."

Chu Qing paused, thinking about how delicate his girlfriend was. If she fell down, she would definitely make a scene.

"Thank you for the trouble." He thanked calmly.

Jiang Xinglan didn't answer him. He just walked to the front without worrying about it.

Chu Qing placed his hand neatly under his girlfriend's knee. Without anyone else to distract him, Chu Qing felt the soft flesh under his hand and his steps paused.

He could feel the breath blowing against his ears again. The boy seemed to be walking as usual, but he was the only one who knew how stiff his body was.

　The data of this book is much worse than what Tuzi expected, and the amount given is also very small. I asked and was reminded that I can prepare a new book. I am a little upset, so I haven't updated much in the past two days.
　　I don't know whether I should cut the book or not. I would be unwilling to do so and would feel sorry for the little cuties. So after thinking about it, I decided to continue writing.

　　But I don't want to decide on a male lead. I feel like a love-admission student. I'll just let myself go. I'll decide which male lead I feel like in the future. If you have a favorite male lead, you can vote for it and I'll add more plots.
　　That's it for now. If I really cut the book, I'll tell you. I'm not cutting it for now, but the number of words is probably not high. It's tentatively planned to be around 300,000 words.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)