Watching her anger, a hint of indulgence couldn't help but cross Nan Yuling's face.
The next second, he curved his thin lips, raised his hand, and reached out with his slender fingers, lifting her chin.
"Su Xingyue, it's too late to regret!"
His eyes narrowed, reminding her sternly.
"I don't regret it, it's just learning to swim, what's so difficult about that!" Su Xingyue bit her lip, somewhat dissatisfied as she swatted his hand away, then pouted and muttered.
With that, she rolled her eyes at him, casually pulled down a pair of black men's swimming trunks from the cloakroom, handed them to him, and then pushed him outside.
"You go outside to change, I'm changing clothes!"
Hearing her say this, Nan Yuling immediately showed a pleased expression, happily taking the swimming trunks she handed over.
"Alright, I'll wait for you by the pool!" He curved his lips, with a suggestive look as he spoke to her.
