An Xiang couldn't figure out the reason. At this moment, his heart felt like it was tightly clamped by a pair of iron claws. It hurt and he couldn't breathe.

Water poured in from all directions, and my vision gradually blurred.

As soon as the fingertips were loosened, the little yellow duck escaped from the palm and slowly drifted to the side.

The body sank, and the water pressure made his ears buzz.

She might be dying...

As her consciousness faded away, An wanted to see a figure approaching her.

The sun penetrated the water, and the black silhouette became clear. The next second, her waist was supported by a pair of big hands. She had no strength to resist, and he took her up.

Wow——!

The water splashed and the air circulated in the lungs again.

An Xiang gasped deeply, bent over and coughed uncontrollably.

"Spit the water out."

The two of them landed ashore, a cold voice rang in their ears, and the gentle patting on the back strangely soothed An Xiang's inner anxiety.

She lay on the ground and vomited several times. After the situation improved, she trembled and spit out three words from her throat: "...Thank you."

The voice is dry and the voice is light and low.

She was trembling, and her cowering look was extremely pitiful.

Suddenly, a warm fluffy towel was placed on her body, which temporarily relieved the coldness in her bones.

She raised her head and looked at her savior with red eyes.

The man's whole body was soaked, and his shirt was wet and clinging to his body, revealing several obvious abdominal muscles and a tight and narrow waistline. As his pants got wet, some indescribable locations were completely highlighted.

An Xiang took a breath, hurriedly lowered his eyes and looked away, and stood up unsteadily from the ground.

The leg spasm has not been relieved, and the limbs have lost strength, so he fell forward the next second he stood up.

"Be careful." The other party held her waist and carefully escorted her to the sun lounger next to her.

"Thank you." An wanted to thank you again, but when she saw the man's eyebrows clearly, her expression was stunned for a moment, "Mr. Pei?"

"Yes." Tiny water droplets slid down the thick ink-like hair, and he responded lightly without any other unnecessary words.

Pei Yizhou's eyes turned and his gaze rested on An Zimo by the pool.

Young children showed extraordinary indifference throughout the entire process, as if they were bystanders, watching expressionlessly the pain others were suffering.

An Zimo couldn't avoid looking at him, his eyes were filled with a cold light that was captivating.

Black.

Pei Yizhou saw in this child an extremely evil soul that should not exist in humans.

Pure blackness, without any human warmth, which shows... that he is a born villain.

Pei Yizhou's eyes flashed, and his expression gradually became unkind.

"Where are your parents?"
Chapter completed!