Chapter 21: What Are You? 3

She didn't have time to prepare, she fell backwards and was pushed straight into the pool.

The cold water exacerbated the pain in her body.

Water again...... Why has the water been bothering her lately?

Yi Beihan did it on purpose, deliberately trying to make her ugly in front of so many bodyguards.

Seeing her slapping in the water, he couldn't help but drag his chin and smile.

It's embarrassing.

The bodyguards laughed with Yi Beihan and made fun of Xia Yan.

Isn't that fun?

Xia Yan fluttered in the water, and finally grabbed the escalator on the shore, emerged from the water, and tried to climb ashore little by little.

She only felt that her body was floating, her feet were slipping, her center of gravity was unstable, and her whole person was falling again.

Are you destined to be drowned......

In a trance, a pair of big hands directly grabbed her and hugged her.

The man who pulled her ashore was Yi Beihan.

It's kind of human.

Xia Yan thought this in his heart, a cold light hit him, looked at the corner of Yi Beihan's mouth hooked, took her hand, and let go directly.

She was startled and leaned straight up.

"Hahaha."

The sound of ridicule came and went, and the bodyguards could see that Yi was always determined to oppose this woman.

The already thin skirt, coupled with the soaking of the pond water, wrapped her body, and the figure loomed, and the red area on the clothes also expanded.

"You go down."

Yi Beihan observed Xia Yan's subtleties, frowned, ordered, didn't have time to take off his clothes, and jumped directly into the pool.

Easily lifting the thin figure at the bottom of the pool to the surface of the water, Xia Yan, who had drunk a stomach full of water, coughed violently.

"Ahem, ahem."

"Please, please, please, I'll get you up."

The gloomy and cold tone did not carry a trace of emotion, Yi Beihan clamped her arms with both hands, prompting her to maintain the posture of her head on the water, and looked at the dying Xia Yan with an evil and bloodthirsty face, like a savior on top.

"Please...... Please...... Help me up......"

Although he knew that his plea might be exchanged for more perverted torture, Xia Yan still tried his last bit of strength, struggling to grab the corners of his clothes with his fingers, and he would not let go.

"Is there such a pleading as you?"

Sensing her sense of survival, Elbe stared at her coldly and said contemptuously.

The icy pool water wrapped her uncomfortable body, and Xia Yan felt that she was in **********, her body trembling, and her pale lips twitched.

"The host...... Please...... Save me. ”

"Sure enough, it's a cheap. Seed! ”

Yi Beihan snorted disdainfully, and with skillful movements, he briskly swam to the shore with her body in his arms. Curled up on the cold marble floor, Xia Yan was still coughing violently, almost arching his body to a shrimp.

Yi Beihan glanced at her angrily, suddenly leaned over, put his thin cold lips on it, and gave her artificial respiration.

"Ahem, ahem."

A column of water erupted from Xia Yan's mouth.

Whew! I was finally able to breathe a breath of fresh air.

The fine and warm silver sunlight sprinkled on Xia Yan's almost transparent body, like a thin layer of gauze for her, giving people a seductive feeling of wanting to cover up, Yi Beihan's eyes couldn't help but tighten, and when he saw her, he immediately felt it.

Damn it!

Yi Beihan reached out and grabbed her collar, pulled it in front of him, and bent his head against her cold lips, and there was another brink.