Chapter Twenty-Six: Who Is It?

Yehuang gestured, Mo Ji pursed his lips and chuckled, and the two who reached an agreement at this time finally didn't have to argue about whether they were resting or not.

It was late, and the wind was stronger, Mo Ji said that he would go back to rest, but Yehuang waved his hand: "You have been busy all day, go and rest when you are tired, I have slept a lot during the day, I will not fall asleep, I will stay for a while." ”

"But you were sick yesterday......"

"But I'm fine now!" Yehuang said and gave Mo Ji a sweet smile, and Mo Ji nodded slightly: "Okay, stand in a sheltered place, don't blow your illness anymore!" ”

It is rare that this person is careful, and he has given considerate care several times, and Yehuang listened to the warmth in his heart and said to him with a smile: "Thank you!" At that time, he stood in front of me to block the wind for me, and now he doesn't forget to remind me, you are really a ......" Before Yehuang's words were finished, she was restrained by Mo Ji's raised hand, so that her good person card was kept.

"You're welcome! I just don't want you to get sick again, this is a boat that doesn't have Lang Zhong to protect you, besides, I didn't have a good night's rest after tossing last night, I don't want to toss anymore! Mo Ji's too frank truth made a trace of embarrassment appear on Yehuang's face, and he couldn't help muttering, "Do you want to be so direct?" You are such an officialdom talent, and people who are proficient in the way of being an official may not know what to say? ”

Mo Ji snorted a chuckle in his throat: "You are not a court official, but you are my insider, I need to bother to leave three points?" ”

Yehuang clenched his fist and stopped making a sound, and when Mo Ji saw that she was silent, he turned around and went down to the cabin, leaving only a fluttering sentence: "Don't trouble me." ”

Troublesome? If you are a man, you are afraid of trouble, and if you are a woman, you are trouble? In addition to the slander of the night phoenix, the trace of good impression of Mo Ji in his heart immediately disappeared from the scum!

Angrily sat under the large pillar that was specially used to hang the sails, and she leaned back against the pillar to look up at the starry sky. Because it was an upward countercurrent, and it was also against the wind at the moment, the sail was not angry, and it was piled up behind him, but it also became a barrier against the wind, and the stars in the sky blinked quietly, which made Yehuang feel that his mood was slowly relaxed.

But......

After the relaxation, a trace of loneliness climbed up, and my mind couldn't help but recall those days full of laughter, and even recalled the dreaming in the afternoon.

In the dream, she was still seven or eight years old, lying quietly under the big bed, quietly watching the scene of the cheap father and mother "quarreling and doing", they were always fighting like that together, and their hands were moving, but their faces were smiling with anger and anger, and every time they fought, they finally became silent, and she knew that this was the sweetness of the love between the two.

And this time, she followed her mother's baby and provoked her mother to lose her temper, and personally chased her with a feather duster all over the yard, and her cheap father came out to protect her, so she took the opportunity to run out and hide under the big bed in her mother's room, after all, the most dangerous place is the safest place, but this pair just fought here, and now they are hugging and kissing together, and it is clear that the next step is to warm the hibiscus tent!

Seeing that she was about to stage a restricted level, although she was not afraid of this, considering her age and identity, she really couldn't pretend not to exist, so she deliberately crawled out in two or two and muttered: "Why don't you fight?" It's not fun! ”

So in the mother's scream, her cheap father carried her out of the room like a chicken, and then kicked her in the ass unceremoniously: "You little enemy!" ”

She quickly raised her hands to cover her face and ran away, looking crying, but in fact she was smiling; When I returned to the room and locked the door, I put the baby into the bracelet space, and the door was slammed: "Luan'er!" ”

She didn't make a sound, she was smashed by him, she liked to see the loving appearance of her cheap father, and a dignified prince would have no image at this time.

"Pak" kicked the door open, but it was the princess who rushed into the door with a skirt: "Luan'er, are you okay?" Your dad didn't want to beat and scold you, he kicked you to play with you! ”

So she looked at this sturdy couple and blinked her seemingly innocent eyes and complained carefully: "Dad, mother, are you really the prince and princess?" Dad, you are the prince, with grace! Mother, you are the princess! Dignified, dignified! ”

So the father's red face and the mother's glaring appeared in front of him together, and then the ears were ripped out: "Dead girl!" You're itchy again! ”

"Daddy......" she shouted and shouted for savior, but tears couldn't help but flow, and immediately Dad waved his hand at her mother anxiously: "Let go, it hurts Luan'er!" So when her ears kept her mother's distressed eyes, she clearly knew what the reason for her tears was, because she was grateful to God for giving her such a lovely and loving cheap father!

The dream was interrupted at this point, and even her aftertaste was very clear, because this was her childhood memory, but every time she dreamed of this period, she always woke up before she could hold her parents together, or was called up at dawn, or interrupted, before and this time.

"Alas!" With a light sigh, she reached out and wiped her cheeks, as tears were already hanging on her cheeks before she knew it.

Everything will be fine! They'll be fine! Yehuang emphasized in his heart: The powerful father and mother will definitely be safe!

Rising up and away from the pillar, she walked to the side of the ship, the gentle trumpets of the slender pullers on the distant shore were especially clear in the middle of the night, and the swaying of the firelight around them illuminated their clumsy bodies in a vague ghost, like an ant-like struggle, which made her frown again, and began to feel uneasy: would they really be safe?

Suddenly, something struck her on the back, and although it didn't hurt very much, it had some force. She looked back in amazement and saw a ball of paper rolling on the deck in the wind.

Paper balls? She immediately swept around, but she really didn't see anyone except the boatman helmsman who had been in charge of the boat from beginning to end.

Who the hell is it?

She chased the ball of paper with doubts, but the wind was strong and the ball of paper was blown around, so she chased it from the side of the ship, which was located in the belly of the ship, to the stern, and finally grabbed the ball of paper on the corner of the stern.

Good guy, this guy must be a master! Ye Huang thought of the feeling of being knocked on the back, and immediately understood that it was not something ordinary people could do for such a ball of paper to accurately hit himself in such a strong wind.

Open the paper ball, want to see the words on it, but this sky is really a little reluctant, which makes her like a myopic eye to spread the note in front of her, that knows that at this time the boat swaying suddenly bigger, as if to meet a river wave, she stood unsteady for a while, so she screamed, and fell directly towards the boat!