Su Yang reached toward Tang Ziyun in the seawater again.
This time, he failed to grab her arms in time.
But given the situation, Su Yang had no time to think about it.
He hurriedly released his grip, grabbed Tang Ziyun under the armpits, and pulled her upward with all his strength.
Tang Ziyun was rescued by Su Yang again, and she instinctively clung tightly to him.
Her soaked hair was plastered against her cheeks. Seawater streamed down her entire face from the top of her head, and she opened her mouth and kept coughing.
"Cough, cough, cough... cough, cough."
"Are you all right? Why did you suddenly let go just now?"
After taking a few seconds to recover, Tang Ziyun complained coquettishly, "Who told you to..." She had no idea how to finish describing it.
"What did I do?" Su Yang asked, bewildered.
"Oh, forget it. I'm not practicing treading water anymore! These waves are too difficult for me."
Su Yang nodded. "All right. The sea really isn't suitable for learning to tread water. Let's go somewhere shallower."
As he spoke, he held Tang Ziyun with one arm and paddled toward shallower waters with the other.
Tang Ziyun's feet finally touched the soft sand.
She took a deep breath and complained coquettishly, "You made me swallow so much seawater. I nearly choked to death!"
Su Yang smiled awkwardly. "Sorry for the trouble. I was too hasty and didn't account for the waves. Let's practice some basic swimming movements here."
After Tang Ziyun recovered for a while, Su Yang began teaching again.
This time, he started teaching Tang Ziyun the most basic breaststroke.
He demonstrated several times first, and then Tang Ziyun began imitating him.
However, whenever her feet left the sand, her head plunged into the water.
Seeing this,