The two tugged at each other underwater for quite a while. Pan Ning saw that Su Yang was smiling and looked completely at ease.
Although she was extremely puzzled in her heart, thinking that many professional free - divers could easily dive dozens of meters, she had no choice but to let it go.
At this time, Ye Wei pulled Shen Yixue and also descended to the side of the two.
Ye Wei looked at Su Yang in surprise.
Su Yang nodded at the two swimming towards him and then made an OK gesture with his finger.
Immediately afterwards, he took Pan Ning's hand and swam towards a spectacular coral reef following the nearby school of fish.
Shen Yixue and Ye Wei floated behind, frowning. Damn it, they could still see a couple showing their affection at a depth of thirty meters underwater.
Ye Wei was full of envy. Swimming hand - in - hand with the one you love in the sea and enjoying the underwater scenery was the dream scenario of many girls.
Shen Yixue beside her was also envious. However, when she thought of Zhang Ziming, who did nothing but peek at other girls all day long, she could only secretly complain in her heart.
On the other side, a school of unknown red sea fish swam over and surrounded Su Yang and Pan Ning, constantly spinning around them. It looked like the flying special effects of a master in a Xianxia drama.
The two were lost in the moment, feeling the mysterious underwater wonders.
For divers, thirty meters underwater was truly a visual feast.
At this depth, sunlight could still penetrate, and combined with the seawater with extremely high visibility, one could see all kinds of beautiful marine creatures reflecting a pale blue light.
After the two admired the view for a while longer, Su Yang suddenly felt a bit stuffy in his chest.
He knew that he was approaching his breath - holding limit. It had been over ten minutes since he entered the water.
Su Yang looked up at the bright sea surface and thought to himself, 'It's about time to go up. I can't hold my breath anymore.'
He turned to look at Pan Ning and pointed upwards. Pan Ning nodded at him.
Without saying a word, they roughly understood what the other meant. Su Yang took Pan Ning's hand and quickly swam upwards.
Seeing this, Shen Yixue and Ye Wei not far away didn't stay any longer and followed them towards the sea surface.
After a few dozen seconds, Su Yang and Pan Ning emerged from the sea.
"Phew~~~"
Su Yang's face was red. He quickly took a deep breath, and his mind went blank for a moment.
He quickly covered his head and lay on the sea surface.
Seeing this, Pan Ning quickly took off her diving mask and respirator and supported Su Yang's back with both hands.
She asked anxiously, "Su Yang? Are you okay?"
Su Yang couldn't hear clearly for a moment. He felt like the dizziness one gets when suddenly standing up after sitting on the toilet for a long time.
Obviously, it was because he had held his breath for too long and his brain was a bit short of oxygen.
After taking more than ten seconds to recover, Su Yang regained control of his body.
He turned to look at the anxious Pan Ning beside him and smiled, "It's okay. I just felt a bit dizzy for a moment."
"I really don't know what to say about you! You dared to dive so deep without any equipment!"
"Hehe, it's okay. It was just a bit of oxygen deficiency after holding my breath for a long time. It's a small problem."
As they were talking, Shen Yixue and Ye Wei also surfaced.
Half an hour later, the four went to a changing room beside the dock, took a simple shower, and changed into their own clothes.
By this time, it had gotten dark. There were twinkling lights on the distant beach. Many tourists hung flashing hanging lights on their tents as decorations.
From afar, it was very dreamy, like a large group of glowing fireflies.
Su Yang and the others soon arrived on the beach.
The beach was very lively at this time. Tourists in groups of three or five were scattered on the beach. Some were having a barbecue, and some were sitting in a circle playing games.
The area where Meng Wenzhou and the others were located was the largest. Someone had inserted wooden stakes in the sand to surround them.
The middle area surrounded by the wooden stakes was about fifty or sixty square meters. There was a very spacious awning in the middle, and there were two wooden tables put together under the awning.
Meng Wenzhou, Liu Bo, and Zhang Ziming were standing behind the barbecue grill, clumsily grilling skewers. Tang Ziyun and a few other girls were processing various ingredients.
"Finally, you're here! Come and help!"
Tang Ziyun looked at Su Yang and the others with a bright smile.
"Coming, coming." Ye Wei and Shen Yixue trotted over and joined the girls' group to start threading skewers and cutting meat.
Su Yang and Pan Ning walked over and sat down on a very comfortable lazy sofa.
Meng Wenzhou walked over to Su Yang with a skewer of extremely black - looking grilled shrimp in his hand and smiled, "You're here? Come and try the shrimp I grilled."
Su Yang looked up in surprise and said, "Dude, can this shrimp still be eaten?"
"What can't be eaten? Don't look at its black appearance. The meat inside is very tender."
"Then you take a bite first and let me see. I don't dare to eat it."
"You don't know how to appreciate it." Meng Wenzhou said and took a bite of the black shrimp. After chewing it twice, he spat it out immediately.
"Spit, spit, spit! Damn it, it shouldn't be like this. Why is it so salty? I tasted it just now."
"Forget it, forget it. Let me do it. You still need to practice your skills more." Su Yang said with a smile, stood up, and walked behind the barbecue grill to start operating.
Meng Wenzhou turned to follow and said, "Hey, what do you mean? Look down on my cooking skills?"
Su Yang smiled and said, "These girls are really bold. They actually dared to let the three of you grill here."
Liu Bo turned to look at Su Yang and said, "Brother Yang, we didn't want to do it either. But these girls don't know how to grill. The three of us had no choice but to bite the bullet. Otherwise, we'd have to go hungry tonight."
Su Yang smiled and said, "Hey, they're all people who have never suffered hardships."
"What you said makes it seem like you've suffered hardships."
Su Yang shook his head with a smile and didn't explain. Although his cooking was also just average, he had grown up poor after all.
As the saying goes, poor children become independent early. He had helped his parents with housework a lot since childhood.
He had done basic household chores such as washing dishes, cooking, killing chickens and fish, bargaining when buying groceries, and repairing circuits.
Grilling skewers was simply a piece of cake for him. He wouldn't even burn the food if he did it with his eyes closed.
"Stop talking nonsense. Let me grill for you to taste." As he said this, he picked up a bunch of skewered beef and put it on the barbecue grill.
Seeing this, Meng Wenzhou and the other two laughed and said, "Then we won't care anymore!"
"Go and have fun then."
"Hey, by the way, Brother Yang, how deep did you dive just now? I once dived eight meters at the deepest, and that was without any equipment."
Su Yang said indifferently, "I didn't dive very deep either. I just accidentally reached the bottom of the sea."
"You dived near the shore? That's not really diving. You have to go to a deeper area to dive. The scenery down there is much more beautiful." Liu Bo took out a cigarette and lit it.
"She didn't wear any special equipment and dived with us to the seabed at a depth of thirty meters." Pan Ning leaned on the sofa and added indifferently.
"Thirty meters." Liu Bo took a puff of his cigarette and repeated.
"You said how deep??"

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