Qi Ye lowered her head and kissed her soft red lips, tossed and turned, gentle and lingering, and whispered, "Sleep." ”

Ye Weilan exhaled, covered the quilt and forced himself to spend this difficult night.

……

Cruise ships are exercised on board.

In the middle of the night, Xiao Qinghuan was woken up by a woman's cry, the voice was heartbreaking, the ghost cried wolf, and it was sharp and piercing as if something terrible had happened.

Xiao Qinghuan was in a cold sweat, the miserable corpses on the boat during the day flashed in front of her one by one at this moment, her big eyes were full of fear, her little hand full of cold sweat held Xiao Yechen's wrist, and shouted tremblingly: "Little brother......"

Xiao Yechen opened his eyes, he naturally heard such a big movement, and felt the frightened emotions of the little girl next to him, he slowly turned his head.

Xiao Qinghuan looked at him with wide eyes.

Xiao Yechen whispered, "Qinghuan, don't be afraid. ”

The temperature on Xiao Qinghuan's hands rose a little, she didn't take off her clothes if she was too tight, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on her body, she wanted to stay away and was scared after all, so she pulled the quilt a little away, and didn't sleep anymore, just looked at Xiao Yechen.

Xiao Yechen looked at her and turned her eyes to look at the ceiling.

He would save the little girl on the spur of the moment, mostly because of Xiaoxue.

Ye Weilan always said that if you give a kindness, maybe at some point in the future, it will be repaid to the people you care about.

His sister is a lively little fool, and disasters will befall her from time to time, and he has accumulated a good idea today, hoping that in the future, if Xiaoxue is in danger again, someone will help her.

Of course, there is no need to explain these to Xiao Qinghuan.

The screams of the women outside the door grew louder and louder, as if with inescapable pain, accompanied by the laughter of the men, which sounded like a nightmare.

Xiao Qinghuan covered his ears with both hands and shrank beside him again.

Xiao Yechen took out a pair of headphones from his pocket, turned on the music and stuffed it into her ears: "Sleep." ”

There are no songs in it, it is all Ye Weilan's piano recordings, beautiful and soft melodies, which can only be played by mothers, Xiao Yechen listens to it every night to fall asleep, and then has a good dream.

Xiao Qinghuan listened to the piano music, tried to forget everything she had just heard, closed her eyes and immersed herself in the beautiful music, and soon fell asleep again.

Xiao Yechen also closed his eyes.

……

In a luxurious and spacious room next door, the man rolled over and got up in the dim light, sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette.

On the messy big bed, a woman is weak and lying on the futon, breathing very weakly, this woman is very beautiful, black hair is semi-wet, fair skin, plump, breasts, fat and buttocks, she is a very sexy thing, but she has just experienced some devastation, and her appearance is extraordinarily embarrassed.

"Cleaned up!" The man commanded coldly, looking a little bored.

"Yes!" The person guarding the door walked in, picked up the half-dead woman who was almost tossed on the bed directly on the quilt, and walked out.

The man smoked for a while, slightly curling the corners of his lips: "How is that child?" ”

Immediately someone replied; "At eight o'clock he called his mother and went to bed peacefully."

So calm?

An extremely indifferent smile appeared on the man's thin face, and a cold snort came out of his nose: "You can still be so free when it falls on my hands...... It's so unpleasant......"