Relying on his own memory and familiarity with the room, Qingyin quickly walked to the table and poured himself a cup of hot water, tilted his head slightly and drank it.

By the way, he also reached out and picked up the apples that had been prepared in the fruit bowl and took a hard bite.

Her sense of taste has only just recovered a little, and it is perfect to eat some fragrant and sweet fruits.

Turning around slowly, the woman raised her hand to fumble in the air while eating the apple, wanting to go back to the bed and sit down.

Can be sudden.

The woman's fingertips touched a touch of hardness in mid-air.

At that moment, the light voice was slightly stunned, and the godless eyes blinked dumbly, and even the small mouth that was eating the apple suddenly stopped, and it was stuffed in its mouth like a little hamster with a mouth full of food.

Well?

What is it?

There shouldn't be any obstacles in this place!

Didn't she have nothing when she just fumbled around?

The light voice was silent for a long time, and there was a touch of confusion on her beautiful face, and the hand that was stagnant in mid-air immediately touched forward again.

The white fingertips touched the thing that blocked his way again, and Qingyin realized that his fingers seemed to have touched a touch of high-quality clothing fabric, faintly warm.

Person?

It's a human?!

Worst!!!

Qingyin's complexion changed instantly, and the hand that touched the wall hurriedly retracted as if he had been electrocuted.

Unexpectedly, the next moment.

The wrist was clamped by a large hand.

A completely unfamiliar voice rose in front of him.

Overcast.

Crisp.

But there is a faint danger of jokes.

"Tut-tut, it's really unexpected, I didn't expect there to be primitive humans on this broken ship."

Qingyin's pupils shrank sharply when she heard the sound, and almost without thinking about it, she threw the half-eaten apple in her hand towards the other party.

When did this person appear in her room?

It was obviously not there before Zijue came, wasn't it!

Qingyin was suddenly stunned, oops, when Zijue ran out of the room just now, she didn't seem to hear the sound of the door closing, could it be that time....?

The other side.

As if he didn't expect the light sound to surprise him, the man's figure subconsciously dodged to the side.

Qingyin didn't love to fight, turned around and ran in the direction of the door in his memory.

Her body has not healed now, and even if she can sneak up on a man, I am afraid that the strength that falls on the man will be like cotton. She threw the apple at the other party, which was nothing more than a bluff, trying to take advantage of the man's dodge to buy herself time to escape.

Now she can't make a sound to call for help, and her vision has not recovered, and the only way to save herself is to escape from this room first.

But Qingyin is still too optimistic, her body has not yet healed, and the steps under her feet are heavy like a lead stone, even if there is no delay in time, she has finally fallen behind in the speed of escape.

Before he turned around and took a step, Qingyin felt that he had a big hand on his waist, and then, his body suddenly soared into the air, and the whole person was almost effortlessly fished back by the man behind him.

At that moment, a touch of panic crossed his dark eyes, and he subconsciously opened his mouth to ask for help, but there was no sound at all.

"Ah, you're still dumb?" Tightly imprisoned in his arms, the man's low and joking voice rose again, as if he was in an unusually good mood, where was there still the slightest sense of burglary.