Typhoon? Hearing what the other party said, Monsoon showed a surprised expression on his face, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the sea outside, which didn't look too rough, and it was not like the precursor before the typhoon.

"Yes, I also think it's a little strange, obviously there was no warning when I came, how can I say that I came." The person at the door couldn't help but say suspiciously, and as he spoke, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"However, this kind of thing can only be believed, if there is a typhoon, we will be finished."

Although he also thought it strange, they couldn't help but believe this kind of thing.

Monsoon thought seriously for a moment before turning to the man and asking.

"Where's the closest island to here?"

"Another hour on the cruise, we'll pass a modern island with nothing lacking and a good place to stop." The other party replied.

Monsoon nodded, then turned his head to look at the drunk unconscious man on the bed, and then commanded.

"Then go over there, Mr. Mo is not drunk now, it's good to take a rest on the shore."

It was the first time he had seen Mr. Mo drunk like this, and he had always been vigilant and would not easily let himself fall into such an unsober state.

"Okay, then I'll go and prepare now."

The man at the door nodded, and hurried away.

Monsoon also turned around and left the room, leaving only Lin Nanxun and Mo Chuan who had drunk to death.

Lin Nanxun listened quietly to the conversation between the two, and also glanced at the sea outside the window curiously, but couldn't help but be a little worried.

A typhoon is coming, and it won't be good if you get caught by the bad guys.

She suddenly became nervous in her heart, and wanted to secretly use Mo Chuan's mobile phone to send a message to the villain again, but remembering the words that the villain had told her before, the expression on her little face became hesitant.

After some struggle, she decided to sit obediently and wait for the bad guy to come.

Because she believes that the villains are so powerful, they will be fine.

Thinking of this, she breathed a sigh of relief, but still looked at the big bed vigilantly.

The perverted man is so drunk that he shouldn't wake up for the time being.

……

An hour later.

The big ship came to the port of the island and stopped at the pier.

Mo Chuan was so drunk that he didn't wake up after the boat stopped, and Monsoon and another bodyguard carried him off the boat.

Lin Nanxun was watched by several people, and took him to a seaside house on the island with Mo Chuan.

Beneath the terrace of the house is a cliff, and below the cliff is the sea, and the sound of waves crashing against the cliff wall is heard continuously.

"Miss Qiao, don't stand there, you'll die if you fall."

The sound of the monsoon breeze brought Lin Nanxun, who was standing by the railing of the terrace and looking at the sunrise that was slowly rising on the endless sea in front of him.

She turned her head and saw that the monsoon had come behind her.

"Mr. Mo is awake and wants to see you." Monsoon said to her.

Hearing this, Lin Nanxun paused, glanced back at the sunrise on the sea, and then slowly turned around and walked towards the room.

On the Mediterranean-style bed, Mo Chuan was half-lying, and the drunkenness on his bewitching face had recovered a lot.

Seeing the girl walking in slowly, he looked at her and said suddenly.

"I'm hungry."

Hearing him say this, Lin Nanxun subconsciously replied with a serious face.

"I'm hungry too." Because of the alcohol, she was not only very hungry, but now she is also very dizzy and dizzy. Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.