Not only that, but there was also an incredibly rich, pleasant fragrance that shot straight into his nose.
*Was that Sister Qingcheng's scent?*
Xiao Ye thought it smelled amazing, and he subconsciously took a few deep breaths.
His entire face was pressed against that fair, delicate skin, and he could feel how soft and supple it was.
Boom!
Future Gu Qingcheng held Xiao Ye's head, pressing him against her, and with hundreds of thousands of tons of water pressure blasting them, they shot out twenty thousand meters away.
"That was close, Xiao Ye, are you okay?"
She hugged Xiao Ye's head tightly, lowered her gaze to his stylish, tousled hair, and asked,
"Mmm, mmm, mmm!" Xiao Ye's head was forced deep into a giant mountain, so he could hardly say a word and could only let out muffled grunts.
"Whoops, my bad." A mischievous smile appeared on Future Gu Qingcheng's stunning face, her rosy lips curling up slightly at the corners.
Gu Qingcheng said, "…"