Tang Yan let out a small groan of pain, then quickly covered it up: "Oh, bullying people, yesterday’s diving injured my foot, and I only discovered it during this morning’s exercise."
Oh, so that was it.
No wonder she seed a bit off today.
She imdiately apologized on behalf of Sun Dasheng: "Where did you get hurt? Let take a look, I’ll take you to the hospital."
Saying this, she was about to reach for Tang Yan’s foot.
But Tang Yan’s foot was currently being toyed with in soone else’s hand.
She quickly refused: "Not really hurt, I just used an exaggerated expression, just a scrape, I put a band-aid on it and it’s fine."
Such completely illogical words didn’t arouse any suspicion from Yang Mi.
One should know that diving involves wearing full equipnt, how could you possibly get a scrape under the sea? It’s sheer nonsense.
Yet she didn’t notice anything wrong.
This also had to do with her rarely going diving.
She wasn’t familiar, so she didn’t think along those lines at first.
The conversation between these two won frightened Sun Dasheng across the table.
That was close, almost got exposed.
Taking advantage of Yang Mi heading to the restroom, he fiercely said to Tang Yan: "If you can’t talk properly, don’t speak at all. Do you know you almost spilled the beans?"
"I know, but I just want to say it, so what? Can you shut my mouth?" Tang Yan provocatively replied.
"Mmm~!"
Who would have thought her provoking words would indeed lead to action from the other party.
She struggled, finally pushing him away, looking at him incredulously: "You’re so bold! And you had the nerve to scold earlier?"
"Hmm, not bad, you have quite the sweet mouth." Sun Dasheng savored it and sat back down.
Just as Tang Yan was about to retort, Yang Mi ca clicking over in her high heels, seeing Tang Yan standing there she asked: "What happened?"
Tang Yan instantly reacted, almost breaking into a cold sweat: "It’s nothing, I just couldn’t reach the breakfast over there, so I stood up to get it."
Yang Mi walked over, gently pushed the plate on the table, making it spin, and joked: "Silly you, this table rotates, just spin it to get what you want, no need to stand up."
Embarrassed, Tang Yan laughed awkwardly: "I just forgot for a mont, thought only tables in China could do this."
They finished breakfast.
And went back to the hotel to rest.
Any frequent travel-goer knows that vacationing only really ans sleeping at the hotel and taking pictures outside.
Of course, this especially applies to those traveling with female companions.
But Yang Mi wasn’t that crazy; perhaps from acting too much, she wasn’t that keen on taking pictures.
Instead, she wanted to try things she hadn’t before.
So, after a nap in the afternoon, she clamored for Sun Dasheng to take her surfing.
Sun Dasheng was bewildered, thinking how coincidental it was, so he subtly asked what made her think of surfing.
As expected, "I saw the surfing video Tang Tang shared, and it looked so cool, so I want to learn."
Well then, the case was solved on the spot.
"Surfing is a bit dangerous, let’s do sothing else." Sun Dasheng decisively refused.
"No, no, I just want to surf." Who knew big as she was, Yang Mi would act all coy in his arms.
Leaving him at a loss.
Refusing felt too heartless, but not refusing might let Tang Yan make so mischief.
In the end, he couldn’t resist her coy attacks and agreed.
"Alright, change into sothing cooler and let’s head to the beach. The tide’s just starting to rise, so the waves should be smaller. But if it gets too big, I definitely won’t let you go into the sea."
"It’s too dangerous, got it?" Sun Dasheng reminded.
"Got it, I’ll listen to you." Yang Mi assured she wasn’t that silly.
The beach.
Morning surfing spot.
Tang Yan stood there smiling, waiting for them.
There were other tourists surfing too, compared to the sparse morning, the beach was quite lively now.
Of course, that’s only compared to the morning.
The density here was nowhere near what it is in China.
If you were to travel in China at this ti, you’d be standing in endless queues and counting heads.
It’s better to spend ti at ho with snacks, drinks, and gas, or even just sleep for days than to go out.
On the beach, Sun Dasheng lay on a beach chair sunbathing.
Watching Tang Yan teaching Yang Mi to surf in the distance.
Honestly, for most people, learning to surf is really hard unless you have a natural gift like him.
For example, Yang Mi had been learning for hours but still couldn’t stay stable, falling face-first into the water as soon as she got on.
Seeing this, Sun Dasheng laughed carefreely.
It caught Yang Mi’s angry glare.
Panting, she ran over and grabbed his hand: "You can’t let make a fool of myself alone, you’re coming too."
"Fine." Sun Dasheng put down his drink and got up to follow.
"But I’ll warn you, check out my eight-pack abs, my athletic talent is top-notch, I might just pick it up right away."
"Hehe... I don’t believe that." Yang Mi was totally skeptical.
"How about a bet?" Sun Dasheng squinted, seemingly recalling so mischief, grinning mischievously.
Yang Mi imdiately shook her head: "No way, I lose every bet with you."
"Oh, so you do believe ?" Sun Dasheng purposefully tried to provoke her.
But it turned out she was as clear as daylight, "Ha! I know those sly tricks of yours. If you’re saying so now, you must be lying. You probably learned how to surf before, didn’t you?"
Well... this woman is indeed smart.
I couldn’t fool her this way.
But, she got one thing wrong, he really hadn’t fooled her when he said he didn’t know how to surf before.
Because he’d only learned this morning from a good teacher, Tang Yan, who taught him hands-on.
It’s just that he couldn’t tell her that.
To Yang Mi, it simply ant he already knew, obviously lying to her. So she said: "Your penalty is to teach today."
"Huh? That’s asking too much." Sun Dasheng spread his hands, saying he couldn’t do it.
"Hehe... that’s fine, but you’re not allowed to laugh at ." Yang Mi smiled like a crafty old fox.
"And you have to take to play."
Well fine, looks like she had been waiting for this.
"Alright, I’ll take you, just hold onto my clothes." Sun Dasheng was now sure he could take soone along with no pressure.
Only seasoned, highly skilled athletes would dare to surf with another person.
Because keeping the balance of two people is hard to control.
Your own balance is fine, but controlling another person isn’t sothing you can just do.
Instead, under intense stimulus, ordinary people will instinctively react.
It’s just like rescuing soone underwater.
Even a good swimr can easily run into danger.
The usual right approach is to wait until the person in the water is exhausted from struggling before rescuing, it’s much safer.
Sun Dasheng wasn’t worried about this, as he could completely pin Yang Mi on the surfboard, motionless as if fixed.
Under his lead, Yang Mi experienced the thrill of surfing for the first ti.
The surfboard constantly moved between the crests and troughs of the waves; this unprecedented experience had her screaming all the way.
It was so loud that Sun Dasheng almost wanted to throw her off.
She was having a blast, but Sun Dasheng felt his ears were tortured.
On the shore, Tang Yan laughed uncontrollably seeing Sun Dasheng’s embarrassing state.
Ha... Revenge for the morning at last.
Indeed, encouraging Yang Mi to co out and surf today was her well-planned revenge sche.
Though things went a bit beyond her expectations, torturing that brat was absolutely satisfying.
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