Gong Beiming gazed intently at Chi Xiaoyu, grasping her small hand tightly, adhering to the principle that wherever his wife was, he would be there.
"If you don't go, I don't want to either!"
"Gong Beiming, I want to eat grouper. Are you intentionally not wanting to fish for me?" Chi Xiaoyu said, tilting her chin up towards him.
"Grouper, huh? It's available everywhere. You like it freshly caught, so I'll just have Gu Changqing get one for us!"
"Is Gu Changqing my man? I want the fish that my man catches with his own hands—that's the only way it tastes right!" Chi Xiaoyu cast a sidelong glance at him.
"OK!" Gong Beiming now had no room to refuse.
"Let's go, let's go! Those who can't swim, remember to grab a life jacket…"
Gu Changqing invited a group of people to head out, and Bai Luowei naturally followed closely behind Gong Beiming.
"Sea fishing is dangerous. What are you following for?"
"I can swim, Beiming!"