"What were you thinking about?" Zhao Yunhui turned to look at Huang Xiao beside her and asked.
By then, the sun had long since risen, but there was still no sign of any ships on the sea.
"Nothing!" Huang Xiao shook his head.
"Hmph, don't think I don't know. You must be thinking about little sister Xin'er." A trace of anger flashed across Zhao Yunhui's face. "While you're here, you're not allowed to think about her!"
"All right, all right, I was joking." Seeing Huang Xiao's awkward expression, Zhao Yunhui giggled again. "Honestly, you're just too wooden sometimes. If you'd gone a little further last night..."
At this, Zhao Yunhui's face flushed scarlet, and she was too embarrassed to finish.
Although she had been willing last night, Huang Xiao's insistence had won her heart all the more.
Zhao Yunhui was naturally confident in her looks. Faced with a situation like last night's, Huang Xiao had still managed to forcibly restrain himself and hold fast to his heart and principles. That made him the partner she wanted to find.
Huang Xiao did not know what he ought to do either. If they stayed on this island, sooner or later, he and Zhao Yunhui would take the step they had not taken last night. After what had happened last night, he could no longer erase Zhao Yunhui's figure from his heart. At the very least, as far as he was concerned, he had to take responsibility.
But exactly how he should take responsibility left him deeply conflicted. He could not treat Zhao Yunhui the way he treated Zhao Xin'er; after all, he and Zhao Xin'er had already shared the intimacy of husband and wife. This was Huang Xiao's greatest difficulty at present. Of course, thinking about any of this was useless now,