"Mr. Chu, Mr. Chu..."
Zhang Xiaoshan stuttered a bit as he spoke.
"I, I can't swim, let's just forget it, alright? It's already late, we should focus on treating the illness, right?"
"Hehe, that's fine."
Chu Ying walked out of the pool via the stairs, standing on a platform more than three meters away from Zhang Xiaoshan.
"Oh my goodness..."
Zhang Xiaoshan's nosebleed almost sprayed out.
Isn't this body just too hot?
When she was in the pool earlier, at least the water was obstructing the view, and he could only vaguely see her, but now it was a completely unobstructed view.
Chu Ying wasn't very tall, probably around 165 centimeters, but her body proportions were really good, with two incredibly straight and long legs, that tiny waist impossibly small, wearing a white bra which was actually quite large, but what it was holding was even larger, so not only did it fail to cover everything, it emphasized it even more.
