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Far from the mainland, on a deserted, uninhabited island.
Coughing violently, Lin Feng had just woken up, his throat burning, mouth filled with a salty, bitter taste, and his stomach churning so violently that he couldn’t help but retch up a few mouthfuls of seawater.
At the same time, he became aware of something soft, tender, and smooth in his arms—strangely comfortable at that.
He froze.
What?
The eldest Miss of the Cheng family was actually in his embrace?
So fair, so delicate, so full and round, truly deserving of her reputation as one of the four great beauties of Haicheng.
As Lin Feng regained his composure, the memories came rushing back. He’d been a waiter on a cruise ship when the accident happened, fallen into the sea, and, barely conscious, grabbed hold of a piece of driftwood—then Cheng Xiangyu clung to him like an octopus.
He realized that while her body was still warm, she had nearly drowned. Without delay, he laid her flat on the beach and started giving her artificial respiration.
Having grown up learning traditional medicine in his family, artificial respiration was easy for him.
In no time, she coughed up several mouthfuls of seawater and was saved.
Cheng Xiangyu opened her eyes just in time to see a man with his hands on her chest, his mouth moving close to hers as if to kiss her.
Fury flared in her eyes.
Smack!
She swung her hand with all her strength.
Fortunately, Lin Feng had trained in martial arts since childhood and was quick enough to dodge the blow by lea