C20 Is She a Pig

"Afraid?" Su Chenhao could see that she seemed to be resisting.

"No, no."

"Let's go." As Su Chenhao said this, he naturally took her hand and went on the boat.

His touch caused a blush to appear on Luo Qingyun's cheeks. She didn't dare to struggle and could only obediently let him hold her hand.

Although she said that she wasn't afraid, she didn't dare to move her body after boarding the boat.

The sea was rough and the yacht was fast. She had the illusion that the boat would capsize at any moment.

Turning his head to look at the man beside him, he saw him standing against the wind. His hair was blown back, and his expression was calm and unperturbed. He didn't seem to have any misgivings at all.

Suddenly, the yacht turned. Luo Qingyun's body shifted to the right as her head lightly hit Su Chenhao's shoulder.

"Sorry …" "Sorry …" She frowned and rubbed her forehead as she apologized. There was something rolling in her heart, as if she was going to vomit at any moment.

Su Chenhao noticed that something was wrong with her expression, "Sick of the boat?"

"Yes." Luo Qingyun resisted the discomfort in her heart, blinked her pitiful big eyes, and nodded.

"Endure it." Su Chenhao gave her an order, then turned around to look at the pilot of the yacht, "Are there any seasickness pills?"

The pilot pointed to the first aid kit at the side and said, "Look inside."

"No need to trouble yourself, I …" "I didn't …" Luo Qingyun didn't want to trouble him, but before she could finish her sentence, a strong feeling of disgust rose in her heart, forcing her to shut her mouth and cover her chest with her hands.

Su Chenhao opened the first aid kit and rummaged through it, but didn't find any seasick medicine.

"Slow it down." He turned around and instructed the pilot, then went to the front row to retrieve a bottle of water from the storage box and passed it to Luo Qingyun. "Have some water."

Luo Qingyun took the water. It was ice-cold. With a frown, she took a few sips and then put it down.

What should he do?

I feel like vomiting …

Luo Qingyun was so regretful that she wanted to cry.

Why was she so upset?

He should have told her she was seasick when he asked her about it.

Now, he felt better. He wanted to vomit, but he didn't dare to. He couldn't resist anymore. This was too uncomfortable!

Her face paled and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Just when she felt that she couldn't hold on any longer and was about to throw up while leaning against the side of the boat, a large warm palm reached out and grabbed her left head. The palm pulled her directly to the right, leaning her body against a wide and warm embrace.

What was going on?

She jumped in fright. She wanted to struggle to get up, but her head was forced against his chest again. "Don't move, just lean on it. Close your eyes."

"Huh?" Luo Qingyun's mind was full of greetings, but she dared not move.

As her ear pressed against his chest, she could clearly hear his strong and forceful heartbeat. Thump. Thump. Thump. It was extremely rhythmic. It even caused her heart to beat violently.

So awkward, so shy, so nervous.

She didn't dare to open her eyes. She didn't know that her face was as red as an apple. As she breathed, she could smell the faint scent of cologne emitting from his body.

Perhaps it was because the boat was slowing down, or perhaps it was because after he leaned against her, his attention was diverted, and he was so focused on his taut nerves that the nausea disappeared and was replaced by lethargy after the wobble.

Luo Qingyun, are you a pig? He had slept so long in the car, and now that he was on the boat, he had to sleep again.