Is she a pig?

　　"Afraid?" Su Chen Hao could see that she seemed to be somewhat resisting.

　　"No, no."

　　"Let's go." As Su Chen Hao said this, he very naturally grabbed her hand and boarded the s.h.i.+p.

　　His touch caused Luo Qing Yun's face to instantly flush red, but she didn't dare to struggle and could only obediently let him hold her hand.

　　Although she said that she wasn't afraid, she didn't dare to move her body after boarding the boat.

　　The sea was rough and the yacht was fast. She had the illusion that the boat would capsize at any moment.

　　Turning his head to look at the man beside him, he saw him standing against the wind. His hair was blown back, and his expression was calm and unperturbed. He didn't seem to have any misgivings at all.

　　Suddenly, the boat turned and Luo Qing Yun's body tilted to the right, her head lightly knocking against Su Chen Hao's shoulder.

　　"Sorry …" "Sorry …" She frowned and rubbed her forehead as she apologized. There was something rolling in her heart, as if she was going to vomit at any moment.

　　Su Chen Hao felt that something was wrong with her expression, "Fainted?"

　　"Yes." Luo Qing Yun forced herself to resist the discomfort in her heart, blinked her pitiful big eyes and nodded.

　　"Endure it." Su Chen Hao gave her an order, then turned to look at the pilot of the yacht, "Is there any seasickness medicine?"