Although Gu Mingzhu found Zhuo Dabao very annoying, at this moment, she felt he was the only straw to clutch at.
Zhuo Yifan bent down and let her lie on his back, "Zhuzhu, hold onto me, close your eyes, it'll be over in no time."
Gu Mingzhu buried her head directly on his back and held him tightly.
With Zhuo Yifan's skills, getting Gu Mingzhu safely over was no challenge.
The water had risen to Zhuo Yifan's chest, but fortunately, his height worked to his advantage.
Gu Mingzhu's legs could also feel the water current, and she was so frightened she stayed completely still, trying not to think about it.
She never expected that being submerged once would leave such a huge psychological scar.
She had once tried to learn to swim, but as soon as she got into the pool, she trembled all over and had difficulty breathing.
So now, she didn't even want to go near a pool.
These few minutes felt as long as a century to her.
