"...No, that's just underwear." Wen Mo looked embarrassed, took the empty drink from Xia Lian's hand, and helped throw it into the trash can. "By the way, you're interested in swimsuits? Are you planning to go swimming?"
Xia Lian blinked, stood there stunned, and after a long while, she covered her body and shook her head pitifully, "Water, it's so cold, I'll die..."
"It's not the beach or a reservoir. If you're going to swim, you should go to a proper swimming pool. Nothing will happen," Wen Mo explained with a helpless smile.
In a novel or comic book, at this point, a very wealthy person from the main cast would appear and loudly proclaim: "My house happens to have a swimming pool, everyone come swim at my house!"
Unfortunately, such a windfall doesn't happen in reality. It's not summer now, and although Wenmer's family is wealthy, they don't have the money to build a private swimming pool.
Wen Mo isn't a domineering CEO; he wouldn't ask his family to buy a swimming pool just for the girl he likes.
Wenmo: "Woman, for you, I'm going to get my dad to buy me a private swimming pool."
Wen Yiquan: "Kids, this is not funny."
Hearing this, Xia Lian looked at him with a questioning gaze, like a curious little animal, "A swimming pool?"
“Yeah, it’s one of those places where they fill a pit with a lot of water and then everyone goes swimming,” Wenmer said.
Xia Lian suddenly stopped talking. After walking for a while, she seemed to remember something a few seconds later and said, word by word, "My uncle and aunt's house has a swimming pool."
"Pfft... That's not a swimming pool. I told you last time that it's called a bathtub."
Wen Mo was amused and laughed, covering his stomach to stifle his laughter. After laughing for a while, he blinked and looked thoughtfully into Xia Lian's eyes.
"tub……?"
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