Can You Teach Me

The four of them shared the same idea and quickly swam toward Tang Ziyun and the other two.

The three girls stood in the seawater, laughing and splashing water at each other. Their hair was wet, making them look even more enchanting.

Su Yang and the other three exchanged glances, smirking.

Sometimes, men just get each other—one look, one smile, and they know exactly what the other is thinking.

The four of them swam up to Tang Ziyun and her friends.

Meng Wenzhou grinned and asked, "Do you three know how to swim?"

Xia Keke nodded with a cute smile. "Only I know a little. These two don’t."

"Oh, really? Why didn’t you teach them?"

"I’m just an amateur myself. How could I teach anyone? Maybe you four handsome guys could give them a lesson?" Xia Keke said earnestly.

"Sure! I’m practically the Little Prince of the Waves," Zhang Ziming declared, sweeping his hair back.

Han Xiaoyu covered her mouth, giggling at his antics. "Really? You sure about that?"

"Would I lie? I’ll teach you myself. I guarantee you’ll learn in half an hour," Zhang Ziming boasted, thumping his chest.

"I don’t believe you."

"Wanna test it out?"

"Fine. But won’t your girlfriend mind?" Han Xiaoyu glanced toward Shen Yixue, who was sitting on the beach chatting with Pan Ning and Liu Meng.

Zhang Ziming turned and saw that Shen Yixue wasn’t paying them any attention.

He chuckled. "It’s just a normal lesson. No big deal."

Han Xiaoyu thought for a moment. "Alright then."

With her agreement, Zhang Ziming grinned and led Han Xiaoyu away to practice.

Su Yang smirked inwardly. This guy’s got no fear. Maybe I should learn from his reckless courage.

Tang Ziyun then turned to Su Yang, blushing slightly. "Su… Su Yang, could you teach me?"

"Me?" Su Yang was taken aback.

Meng Wenzhou jumped in with a smile. "How about I teach you? I’m a nationally certified second-tier swimmer."

Pfft—

Liu Bo couldn’t hold back a snort.

Meng Wenzhou shot him a glare. "What’s so funny? It’s true!"

"Yeah, yeah, I can vouch for him," Liu Bo said, raising his hands in surrender.

Tang Ziyun hesitated, and Xia Keke, noticing, curved her lips into a playful smile. "Brother Meng, my swimming isn’t great either. Maybe you could help me brush up on my skills?"

Meng Wenzhou looked at Xia Keke. Though he really wanted to teach Tang Ziyun, Xia Keke was adorable in her own way—soft and plump.

Plus, it was obvious Tang Ziyun was more interested in Su Yang.

He laughed heartily. "Sure! Let me check your technique. Come on, we’ll practice over there."

The two swam off to a more open area.

Now only Su Yang and Liu Bo remained. Liu Bo, ever the wingman, clutched his stomach dramatically. "Su, I’ve got a sudden stomachache. Why don’t you teach Ziyun? I’ll hit the restroom."

Before Su Yang could respond, Liu Bo swam off toward the shore.

Su Yang mentally gave him a thumbs-up. Now that’s a real bro!

With Liu Bo gone, Tang Ziyun asked again, "Will you teach me now?"

Su Yang glanced at Pan Ning in the distance. Seeing she wasn’t watching, he relaxed. "Sure, I’ll teach you. But let’s go over there—fewer people, more space."

"Okay!" Tang Ziyun’s smile was as sweet as a crescent moon.

They soon reached a quieter spot.

Su Yang forced his gaze away from Tang Ziyun’s chest and cleared his throat. "First, you need to learn how to tread water."

"What’s treading water? Aren’t I already standing in it?"

"Well, treading means using your legs to push downward, keeping your body afloat without sinking. Your hands move horizontally to maintain balance. It’s the most basic swimming skill."

Tang Ziyun looked utterly lost. "That sounds complicated."

"It’s not hard. Here, let’s go a little deeper to practice."

Su Yang took her arm and guided her further out.

Tang Ziyun tensed. "I won’t sink, right? I’m scared if I can’t touch the bottom."

"Don’t worry. I’ve got you."

They stopped where the water was about two meters deep.

Su Yang held her arms firmly.

Tang Ziyun swallowed hard. "Don’t let go, okay? Explain it to me again."

"I won’t. Just follow my instructions."

"Think of how a frog swims. Your legs should move in circles, pushing down. Try it."

Tang Ziyun gripped Su Yang’s hands tightly and attempted the motion.

"Take it slow. Breathe deep, stay calm. Find your rhythm first. I’ll let go when you’re ready."

After a while, her movements became smoother, and her expression relaxed slightly.

Su Yang smiled. "Getting the hang of it?"

"Mhm, a little."

"Then I’ll let go now."

"Wait! Not yet—just a bit more!" She tightened her grip on his hands.

A few minutes later, Su Yang tried again. "Ready?"

"I… think so?"

"I’ll let go. Don’t panic—I’m right here. If you struggle, I’ll grab you."

"Okay~"

Su Yang slowly released her.

Tang Ziyun kicked downward, managing to stay afloat.

Su Yang treaded water beside her, grinning. "See? Easy, right?"

"Easy—"

Before she could finish, a wave knocked her off balance.

"Ahhh!!"

Gurgle—

She plunged underwater.

Su Yang lunged forward, grabbing her arm and pulling her up.

Tang Ziyun clung to him, coughing violently.

"You okay?"

"Cough—yeah… but my eyes—the saltwater burns!"

"Let me wipe them." Su Yang freed one hand to gently dab her eyes.

After a few seconds, she blinked them open.

"This is too hard! Let’s go back to shallow water. I don’t feel safe here."

"But you’re so close! Learning to swim means swallowing some water. If you really want to learn, you’ve got to practice where it’s deep."

Su Yang met her gaze—their faces barely five centimeters apart.

Breathing in each other’s warmth, Tang Ziyun suddenly felt a strange flutter in her stomach.

Her cheeks flushed, and she jerked away—only to sink straight back under.

"Whoa—!!"

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