C42 You Don't Have to be Her

Jiang Wang Shu floated in the water, holding back his anger, gritting his teeth, using both hands and feet, imagining the frog posture and testing it out.

At first, it was still not in harmony, but this time, she quickly adjusted her posture. Although her posture was still unsightly and unorthodox, she was still at the shore.

Fu Yu An smiled and swam to the shore. He pulled her by the waist and lifted her onto the shore.

Jiang Wang's eyes flashed. "I can do it myself."

As if he hadn't heard her, he pressed his palm against the back of her waist, bringing a scalding heat with it. "Go up."

She had to climb to the shore, and the hand slid down from behind her waist, pausing at one point, then went on, holding her ankle and sending it up.

Jiang Wangshu finally landed on the shore.

Fu Yu An pushed himself up against the shore and jumped onto the shore. Beside him, Jiang Wenshu was lying on the ground, gasping for breath. His wet hair had been spread all over his body, slightly yellowing.

He wiped the water from his face and asked her, "This time, I've learnt it. Can I forget it next time?"

Jiang Wangshu tilted his head and looked at him. "I won't be diving into the water anymore."

Naturally, the body shape of a person who frequently worked out was excellent. Jiang Wangshu hastily glanced over and saw that his muscles were tightly muscled. Was it six or eight pieces? Both sides of the fish line were also exquisite. It seemed like good body building was also very important, at least it didn't take too much effort to bully others.

"Get up."

He stood up and reached for her.

Jiang Wenshu didn't answer. "I want to lie down for a while."

"Is the sun hot? Go under the umbrella. "

He did not say that she would lie down for a while, but when he said that, he went over again, and seemed to be listening to him too much.

The sun didn't feel good, but she didn't want it to end so soon either.

"No?" Fu Yuan squatted in front of her, "Don't make yourself unhappy even if you have a bad temper. You'll be dark when you go back like this."

Her skin was not very white in the first place, and she had managed to cover it up for almost two years.

Her words were effective. The moment she finished speaking, she turned around and was already under the umbrella.

Fu Yu An walked over and sat beside her. He touched his pocket, only to discover that he didn't fall into the water after just jumping in. He took it out and checked it, and found it completely intact.

Jiang Wenshu swept a glance at him. "What's this?"

"Medicine." He pointed at her face. "Smear it. It's bad if you get sunburned."

A small tube of ointment, probably something he'd just bought at the pharmacy. Jiang Wangshu unscrewed it, and a refreshing and ice-cold smell wafted through the air. His face blushed even more.

This time it was shame.

She had just been angry with him, and he was not angry, but he was still thinking about the sunburn on his face.

The apology was stuck in his mouth, but he couldn't say it out loud.

"Forget it."

Fu Yuan took the ointment back and squeezed a little on his hand. He pinched her chin with his left hand, lightly tapped his index finger on her cheek where the ointment was, and slowly pushed the ointment away.

The medicinal ointment on his face was very cool and comfortable. The burning heat from the day before had finally abated, and his face felt much more comfortable.

"Don't you know to put on sunscreen when you go out?"

"I forgot."

"Are you a woman? Can you even forget to put on sun protection when you go out today? "

Jiang Wangshu retorted, "Then why don't you go out and apply some sunscreen?"

"No."

"Then you're not a man either."

Fu Yu An raised his hand and pinched her cheek, turning her into a goldfish mouth. "Can you be like me? "Would it be nice if you saw her with two red cheeks in the sun?"

She was forced to pout. "In a couple of days it will be gone."

He pursed his lips and smiled. "It will leave spots. Don't you have any common sense?"

Jiang Wangshu's cheeks felt sour, and he took his hand away. "If you want to keep it, then leave it. I'm not afraid that I won't be able to get married."

Fu Yuan circled her face with his fingertips. He pushed her aside layer by layer with careful and gentle movements. "Men like good-looking people. If they become ugly, who wants you?"

"You like good-looking people too?"

He looked at her, and Jiang Wenshu also looked at him. "Bai Yue is very good-looking. How are you guys now?"

"Why do you ask?"

She brought up the basics, "It's not like you can't find someone who's good-looking. If you look at their face, they would have already married long ago, so why wait till now?"

"Looking at the face is just one thing. Marriage is something that can last a lifetime. Only when it is suitable in all aspects will one consider marriage. Meeting it isn't difficult, and it's rare that it's suitable."

He unscrewed the lid and gave the medicine to her, "Don't be fooled by the movies and TV dramas, what do you mean by not looking at your face, have you really seen that ugly bastard marry a prince? "Don't be silly, ugly bastard doesn't even have the chance to see the prince."

In the end, there was still a gap between television and reality. When he accomplished nothing, it was only by his sister's side. If he didn't have his sister's relationship, they would have been two different people, not even having the chance to get to know each other.

"I'm not that ugly, am I?" She was trying to prove how she looked to him.

Fu Yu An looked at her carefully before coming to a conclusion. "She's pretty good-looking."

"That doesn't look good either." She sighed. "If only I were as beautiful as my sister."

It was obvious that she was born from the same father and mother. Jiang Wang Yu was very good-looking, and he even looked like a Hong Kong star from the 1980s. He had never lacked admirers since he was young.

She secretly envied him many times in her heart, and secretly felt inferior to him many times.

Fu Yu An lifted her chin and said word by word, "You and your sister are two completely different people. You are you and she is her. You don't need to be her."