Chapter 110: Why Do They All Like Kissing Necks? (Extra Chapter, Requesting Monthly Votes)

The probability of drowning in a swimming pool isn't very high, but various cases show: this thing can indeed drown people.

Clearly, the spot where Dili Reba jumped in was definitely over two meters deep.

"Hey, you brat, jumping in without taking off your clothes? What's the rush?"

The older sisters all chuckled motherly smiles, thinking Bai Liang was just too eager.

Oh right, their information was that Dili Reba could swim, but Bai Liang couldn't.

The young guy's really bold! Dares to jump in even though he can't swim!

But Lin Yufen wasn't overly worried—could Bai Liang really not swim just because he said so?

Really? She didn't believe it.

Sure enough, less than two seconds after they jumped in, the two surfaced clinging to each other.

"Did you swallow any water?" Bai Liang didn't feel the warmth and softness in his arms—he first checked on her safety.

Dili Reba shook her head, "I held my breath."

"You're pretty clever, daring to jump down like that?" Bai Liang chuckled.

"But you came, didn't you?"

Was this dialogue from a script?

The director wasn't lying—the heated pool really wasn't cold; Bai Liang even felt it was somehow a bit hot.

It wasn't the water that was hot—it was the girl's skin, which seemed flushed and warm.

But he really couldn't let go easily; the water here wasn't deep enough to drown someone, but it was easy to lose your grip.

Dili Reba's legs were still wrapped around his waist—clearly, since she couldn't swim, her sinking hadn't been as calm as she looked.

But it was too late now.

"Say the line~"

Dili Reba looked up, confused, her wet face full of innocence.

"Forgot?"

"Bai Liang, you haven't even taken off your clothes! What line are you talking about?" On shore, Lin Yufen and the others were clearly not worried at all—and pointed out Bai Liang's rare "mistake."

Heh, definitely young kids—they really thought you never messed up during filming.

Only then did Bai Liang realize he was still wearing his white T-shirt.

But for underwater scenes, wearing light-colored, thin clothing like this, once soaked, is practically the same as being naked.

In fact, visually, it's even more exaggerated.

It's like a girl wearing tight, thin yoga pants that clearly outline her figure.

The soaked white T-shirt clung tightly to Bai Liang, revealing his defined muscle lines unmistakably.

Dili Reba, pressed closest to him, felt it most clearly—not just seeing, but touching as well.

She could almost feel his strong heartbeat.

Compared to her own flushed, warm skin, Bai Liang's body also radiated heat, making her want to press even closer.

If you wanted to take off your clothes in the water while holding someone, what position would be best?

Actually, the best choice would be to have the person in your arms help you take it off.

But Bai Liang figured Dili Reba might feel embarrassed, so he decided to handle it himself with one hand.

When using both hands, you can support her waist or thighs.

With just one hand, it's harder to grip firmly.

So he unconsciously found a better spot to hold.

Bai Liang swore he didn't mean to—he really just moved his hand instinctively.

When he realized where his hand had landed, he couldn't help but glance at Dili Reba, like a criminal returning to the scene of the crime.

And she happened to look up at him—caught him red-handed.

In that moment, Bai Liang couldn't decipher what her complex gaze truly meant.

A girl's book always gets thicker the more you flip through it.

"Uh, I'm gonna take off my shirt."

". Mm."

The two of them' small movements in the water weren't clearly visible from shore.

But the older sisters were deeply impressed: Dili Reba played it well~

She pretended she could swim, yet clung to Bai Liang like a leech.

No, wait—in water, she's more like an octopus.

Water is such a strange environment.

It's kind of like taking a girl to a haunted house—when scared, girls always crawl into your arms.

In water, it's not as solid as standing on land, especially for someone who can't swim. Beyond gripping something to stay afloat, the inner longing for safety reaches its peak.

And this longing naturally intensifies the existing dependence.

So Bai Liang felt a tickle on his neck.

He looked down—familiar scene.

"This is good~"

"They really do have chemistry. By the way, Miss Gu Man, did you write this scene?"

Gu Man looked bewildered. "Wrote? What did I write?"

Fine, let's just say I wrote it.

The scene before him truly had feeling—the handsome man and beautiful woman in the pool, their bodies pressed together, their breaths intertwined.

In this kind of scene, kissing somehow feels weird—visually and for the people involved, it wouldn't be particularly pleasant.

But if a girl reached out, wrapped her arms around the boy's neck, and gently pressed her lips against his Adam's apple,

Perhaps it was the warmth of her breath, or the faint tickle from her lips brushing against him—the Adam's apple couldn't help but shift slightly.

It wasn't overly sensual, but that perfectly measured desire was already enough.

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Bai Liang: So do girls from Xinjiang all share some common quirk?

Why do they all like kissing necks?

The Adam's apple has followed him—his life's been worth it.

Bai Liang couldn't quite remember how the scene ended—it felt hazy—but his body didn't lie.

He could've climbed out directly, but he deliberately swam first with Di Li Re Ba to the shallow end, letting her get out first.

Then he pretended he really wanted to swim, lingering in the pool.

See through but say nothing.

Young man, you've got serious fire!

But when Bai Liang stayed in the water for several more minutes without coming out, everyone's gaze toward Re Ba grew strange.

What exactly did you do to him? Did you stoke the fire a little too much?

Di Li Re Ba had no way to defend herself—she ended up feeling guilty herself. After all, his body really was in great shape.

No one present knew better than her just how valuable those beautiful muscles of Bai Liang's truly were.

So strong! Like a little furnace.

If he's already a furnace, how could his fire not burn hot?

The dialogue for this scene wasn't much to begin with, and Gu Man's last-minute script was also a bit shoddy.

Bai Liang never indulged such things—he stood for equality among all beings and directly questioned the script.

She frankly admitted the plot hadn't been polished yet, and they could reshoot it when he returned.

So Bai Liang retreated.

When older women play dirty, they're far more formidable than young girls.

"Hey? Where'd he go?"

"Of course she went to change clothes, Dou Xiao Bai. Did you take advantage of her in the water? I saw Re Ba's face was red—what did you do?"

This wasn't interrogation—it was more like eagerly snacking on gossip while teasing.

Bai Liang had reason to believe these old ladies absolutely hoped he'd do exactly that.

"Maybe she found out I peed in the water?"

"Pfft! You little brat, your mouth never spits out anything decent."

By slighting himself to defend the girl, Bai Liang's performance earned him scolding laughter from the older women—but secretly, they all gave him a mental thumbs-up.

The kid's quite a gentleman—he didn't make fun of the girl.

This answer was actually the best. Even if Bai Liang had stayed silent or just smiled, people would've spun all sorts of strange interpretations.

Just then, Re Ba, having changed clothes and now drying her hair as she stepped out of the dressing room, overheard it.

In an instant, her face turned bright red.

Different people hear the same words and feel completely different things.

Bai Liang certainly hadn't peed in the pool—she knew that for sure.

But… peeing in the pool isn't entirely unheard of.

Maybe… possibly… perhaps~

Because when she kissed his Adam's apple, Bai Liang had launched his own "revenge."

He touched her ear.

Far more intimate than the light brush during filming on land—he gently pinched and rubbed her earlobe.

On the way back, Di Li Re Ba wrestled with her thoughts for a long while, then finally couldn't help whispering softly:

"You knew?"

Bai Liang, absorbed in his phone, looked confused: "Huh?"

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