Sikong Yueming lowered the milk cup in his hand, and a pair of pink eyes fell on Leng Xiaoye's face with a little smile. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Do you really have to go to the bathroom?"

"Nonsense, people have three urgency."

"Okay." Sikong Yueming got up and walked over to help her untie the seat belt wrapped around her body, and the person stepped aside, "There is a door at the end of the corridor, you can go by yourself." ”

He let her go on her own?

Leng Xiaoye's eyebrows were lightly raised.

Sikong Yueming saw her thoughts, and helped her take her milk cup, "You don't have to try to escape, the door is open and close to me, and if you open the hatch now, the pressure of the seawater will directly crush our internal organs, I think...... You probably don't want to kill yourself. ”

Without making a sound, Leng Ono turned around and walked to the corridor behind him.

On both sides of the cloister, there were four doors, which she unceremoniously opened to check one by one.

A bedroom with a simple single bed, a study with a lot of books on the shelves on the wall.

A kitchen with some food in the fridge.

The last one is the bathroom, of course, there is no bathtub or anything like that, but you can take a shower.

The whole yacht is completely a small mobile room, although Massachusetts is small, it is fully equipped.

She turned her face from afar and glanced at Sikong Yueming.

The guy leaned back in his chair with milk, and didn't seem to mind her random appearance.

Leng Ono walked into the bathroom, locked the door, washed his face with water, and stretched his limbs that were a little uncomfortable because he was tied up.

Then I rummaged through the bathroom, the small bathroom, most of which was a steel structure staring at the wall, and there was nothing that could be taken down to be used as a weapon.

Helpless, she had no choice but to come out.

On the other side of the corridor, Sikong Yueming was gone.

Leng Xiaoye frowned slightly, and then heard the sound of running water from the kitchen.

She walked to the kitchen door suspiciously, gently pushed the door open, and saw Sikong Yueming standing in front of the sink to rinse the glass in her hand.

On the stove next to her, there were sandwiches and milk that she hadn't eaten.

"If you're hungry, there's something else to eat in the fridge." He said without looking back.

Leng Xiaoye frowned and looked at the tall man's back, walked over slowly, stretched out his hand, and quietly touched the knife on the shelf.

"It's for chopping vegetables, not for killing." Sikong Yueming turned his face and wiped the water stains on his fingers with a tissue, "Moreover, you may not be able to kill me!" ”

Leng Xiaoye held the knife in his hand, "How do you know if you don't try?" ”

Sikong Yue shrugged his shoulders, "That...... Whatever. ”

Pursing his lips, Leng Xiaoye suddenly rushed forward with an arrow step and stabbed the knife in his hand at him.

While!

The knife was blocked in mid-air by Sikong Yueming's right hand, and he also had a knife in his hand, obviously on guard.

The two of them immediately started fighting in the small kitchen, and the two knives danced with countless lights and shadows.

The glass that Sikong Yueming had just washed shattered, and the sandwich that Leng Ono hadn't eaten was split in half with a knife......

After a moment, Leng Xiaoye retreated to the corner of the kitchen with the knife in hand, gasping slightly.

Sikong Yueming stood at the door, still with a faint smile on his face.

"Your skills are very good, but your physical strength is worse than mine, and you haven't eaten for too long, and the sugar level in your blood is low, which will affect your speed and judgment......" Sikong Yuehan lazily held the knife and leaned against the door frame, and looked at the knife in his hand, "Do you want to continue, or do you want to eat something to replenish your energy first?" ”

Leng Ono gasped, "I want to eat." ”