Chapter 69 So you like me...

Jiang Luo found it amusing. "How could I possibly dislike you?"

You, the dignified president of YB, seem to lack confidence that countless beauties can throw themselves at you with just a snap of your fingers!

I clearly have a tiny bit of affection for you.

"Then you like me..."

The conversation ended at an inopportune moment.

Do you like me...?

Jiang Luo filled in the complete sentence in her mind.

Then, my heart jumped into my throat.

Did she mishear?

What is He Ziyan saying?

Has He Ziyan gone mad?

Or has she gone mad?

The waves crashed against the hull, splash, splash, splash.

The boat rocked, and so did the people, making them feel dizzy.

"What are the plans for today?"

Do you like my plans for today?

Do you like my arrangements today?

Jiang Luo remained silent.

He Ziyan, you know how to punctuate.

The smile vanished in an instant, and Jiang Luo mentally rolled her eyes at him.

The case is solved.

He Ziyan was definitely teasing her!

Including the numbers one through four!

After a moment, she said coldly, "I misspoke just now. Actually, I wanted to give you a score of ninety."

Just for messing with me, I'm deducting another nine points from your score! Humph!

Seeing that Jiang Luo had finally realized what was happening, He Ziyan was overjoyed and mimicked the robot's tone, "The system has rejected your score change request."

This time, Jiang Luo couldn't help but give him a real eye roll.

He Ziyan has the face of a cute puppy, but the heart of a fox!

Bad guy!

Not wanting to talk to him anymore, Jiang Luo stood up and planned to return to her cabin.

He Ziyan got up and stood up behind her, smiling indulgently.

Why can't you even take a joke?

"Luo Luo, are you leaving?" He Ziyan asked knowingly.

Jiang Luo turned around and glared at him, "It's too cool outside, I want to go back inside!"

He Ziyan shook his head: "Complaining about the heat inside and the cold outside, what a fuss."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Luo looked up at him, clearly unconvinced.

No matter what kind of filming or what kind of work she was doing, everyone always described her as "hardworking and resilient." He Ziyan was the first person to say that she was spoiled.

Not only are they making fun of me, but they're also criticizing me and lowering my favorability rating! Humph! Jiang Luo snorted coldly.

"I'm not delicate at all!" she said proudly, hands on her hips. "I have an excellent reputation in the industry!"

He Ziyan was momentarily distracted, then chuckled.

Jiang Luo now looks like a little kitten with its teeth bared and claws out.

When she's in a good mood, she's sweet and gentle; when she's angered, she gets all prickly and angry.

What else could this be but a cat?

This cat makes you really want to own it.

At this moment, Jiang Luo was no longer the aloof person behind the protective shield. She was more like the girl in the game, delicate and soft, and even boastful.

"Okay, okay, you're not being delicate. It's my fault, I shouldn't have teased you on purpose," He Ziyan coaxed.

Seeing that Jiang Luo was slightly relaxed, he stepped forward.

Jiang Luo didn't move.

As the saying goes, "give an inch and you'll take a mile," and after confirming Jiang Luo's attitude, He Ziyan's cunning nature began to stir again.

He lowered his eyelids, curled his lips into a smile, and said in a loud voice, "I didn't expect my sister to be so easily teased."

"You!" Jiang Luo was furious and was about to roll up her sleeves and fight He Ziyan for three hundred rounds when a wave came and cut off her anger.

Her pupils dilated, and she fell straight down.

"Watch out!" He Ziyan reacted quickly and grabbed her wrist.

Her center of gravity shifted, and she stumbled and swayed. The next second, Jiang Luo fell into a warm embrace.

"Thump."

He Ziyan's back slammed against the wall, and a dull, aching pain shot through him, spreading rapidly down his shoulder blades.

"Hiss—" He gasped.

He got his comeuppance. He shouldn't have teased Luo Luo.

At that moment, He Ziyan suddenly believed that "there are gods watching over us."

"Are you alright?" Jiang Luo asked anxiously, looking up at him.

In that instant, her gaze shifted upwards, and she was shocked to find that her face was less than three centimeters away from He Ziyan's!

That delicate, milky skin.

Those amber eyes.

That high, straight nose.

Those crescent-shaped lips.

And she, like a seal waiting for applause, nestled in his arms.

Gurgle.

She swallowed hard.

Such exquisite features are flawless even when magnified.

Every line in the outline looks like it was meticulously sculpted.

Is it a sculpture by Michelangelo?

Why is it that every inch of skin can be formed perfectly?

He Ziyan had a faint fragrance on her body, not as strong as perfume, just a thin layer that diffused in the air.

Even amidst the strong salty smell of the sea, the pleasant fragrance managed to break through and linger around her nose.

The smell is somewhat familiar.

Jiang Luo suddenly realized that it was her own perfume!

Too close.

They were too close!

Jiang Luo struggled to get up, but another wave surged through her, and she lunged forward.

In a flash, his knee seemed to hit something.

Then, He Ziyan cried out in pain, "Ouch!"

It felt much more real than the half-hearted shouts while riding a pirate ship.

Leaning back in the corner of the chair, He Ziyan had one hand behind Jiang Luo's back, his face flushed, and the veins in his neck bulging slightly. "It was fine before, but now..."

"What's wrong? Did I bump into you?" Jiang Luo asked anxiously, but dared not move again.

He Ziyan leaned back and said, "If you hit me any harder, you'll be responsible for the rest of my life."

With a buzzing sound.

Blood surged to the top of Jiang Luo's head, and he was practically ejected from He Ziyan's body.

Seeing this speed, comparable to a rocket launch, He Ziyan asked irritably, "What? Don't you want to take responsibility?"

"I..." Jiang Luo was speechless.

He Ziyan stood up straight, took a deep breath, and said, "I was just kidding."

We can't tease Luo Luo anymore.

If you keep teasing it, the kitten's face will turn bright red.

He then asked, "Are you alright?"

"Of course I'm fine!" Jiang Luo lowered her head, not daring to look at him, and mumbled, "After all, I have you as my human cushion."

If their provocative poses had been captured on camera, it would probably have made tomorrow's headlines.

What kind of headlines do those marketing accounts come up with?

The romance between the reality TV show couple is irresistible, sparks fly at sea!

It's simply unimaginable.

Fortunately, no one from the production crew came out.

After all that commotion, Jiang Luo didn't want to go back to the cabin anymore; she just wanted to stay put.

She sat down next to He Ziyan.

The light from the ship's roof shone down, casting an orange hue across the ground.

He Ziyan's lips curled up, never falling.

I stole a glance.

Jiang Luo's cheeks and ears were flushed with a sunset-like blush that spread all the way down.

Luo Luo is really easy to tease.

The moon was bright and the stars were few; the cruise ship slowly sailed westward.

"Woo—" The horn sounded.

Arrived at our destination, Nanling Island.

After disembarking, He Ziyan led Jiang Luo in front, with the rest of the group following behind.

After traversing the winding wooden boardwalk, they arrived at the wide avenue.

Sightseeing vehicles are already waiting.

"They even arranged a car!" Jiang Luo gave a thumbs up, praising her generously.

He Ziyan didn't mince words, raising an eyebrow: "Otherwise, how could I get ninety-nine points?"

"It's ninety! I changed it to ninety!" Jiang Luo shouted.