"Damn, passed out?"
"Is she really that faint-hearted?"
Zhang Xiaoshan was utterly dumbfounded and hurriedly carried the woman ashore.
He pinched her among the crowd.
"Cough cough cough..."
The woman woke up, coughing violently, spitting out a lot of water.
"How are you, are you okay?"
Zhang Xiaoshan asked the woman.
"Ghosts!"
Hearing human voices by her ear, the woman panicked and screamed again.
"I'm a person, stop shouting, if you call people over, you're finished."
Zhang Xiaoshan walked from behind the woman to in front of her, crouched down, and looked at her eye to eye.
"Huh?"
After seeing Zhang Xiaoshan's appearance, the woman's panic was immediately reduced considerably.
He was indeed a person, and moreover, with rosy lips and white teeth, quite the handsome young man, not seeming like a bad guy.
"Who are you?"
The woman looked at Zhang Xiaoshan warily.
Zhang Xiaoshan sized up the woman and asked in return,
