Then, there was no movement.

This?

Ziyu turned her head to look behind her, Beiming Changfeng pressed her head on her lower back, and the person had already closed her eyes and slept.

This one?

Is this to use her as a pillow?

Ziyu looked at the North Shadow Changfeng who was sleeping with his eyes closed, and he didn't lift it up in one breath and climbed.

Make no mistake, this young man, do you still lack a pillow?

Are you treating people who love you, or are you bullying people, I've never seen people like this.

Ziyu crawled on the bed, feeling that his back was pressed and strong, and he couldn't move the power of Mount Tai, and was silent.

Well, well, whoever made her owe him should pay him back.

Crawling at the head of the bed, Ziyu buried his face in the bed, he didn't want to hit someone if he couldn't see it, and if he didn't feel it, it didn't happen, I couldn't afford it, I endured it.

Therefore, Ziyu didn't see that after she buried her head, the long wind of the Northern Darkness, who had been closing her eyes as if she was sleeping, slowly opened her eyes, and that glance swept over her, sharp.

In the middle of the moon, the sound of the sea tide.

In the waves with a bit of fishy smell, countless starlight sand in between, like endless gold under the black curtain, scorching in the vast world.

The night passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, dawn came.

"My waist." Ziyu rubbed her waist on the bed, grinning and crawling down from the bed=, Beiming Changfeng had long since disappeared, and she was alone in the room at the moment.

Rubbing his waist and pouting his buttocks, Ziyu felt that if he could wear it back now, then he would definitely be able to play Zombie No. 1 directly.

The long wind in the North Darkness was too ruthless, and she kept turning over all night, so that her pillow couldn't be flattened.

There is no blood in killing, and it is estimated that this is the case.

"Why are you up now?" Before Ziyu finished slandering, Hanyang, who heard the movement outside the room, pushed the door in, frowned and said in a deep voice.

It's good that I can get up now, Ziyu rolled his eyes to Hanyang.

Hanyang's brows furrowed even tighter when he saw this, he really didn't know if they were crazy, he actually kept this man by his side, and he wanted to show his sincerity, it was crazy, he had been with Da Shao for more than ten years, and he never knew that they liked men.

"Go cook, and if you don't see you at lunchtime, you can jump right in from here and feed the fish." It was this man who led their eldest young master to something wrong, and Hanyang didn't have a good face for Ziyu at all.

"What?" If you want to be a bather, you want to be a pillow, and now you have to be a chef, sincerity is not such a way to express it.

Ziyu looked out the window, why didn't a thunderbolt slash the long wind in the north.

"The choice is yours." Coldly threw down three words, and Hanyang turned around and left.

Throwing off the boat without lunch is simple.

Okay, okay, people have to bow their heads under the eaves, and wait until they get off the boat to see how I clean you up.

Ziyu walked towards the galley of the ship without saying a word.

She doesn't have any merits, just one, decathlon.

Steamed fish, braised fish, sweet and sour fish, fish balls, steamed crabs, drunken shrimp, as long as there is stock on this boat, the fish is all made.

To have lunch is not, eat you to death.

So, an hour and a half later, when the North Hell's Long Wind looked at the exquisite color and aroma of the wine and food in front of him, the cold air around his body dropped a little for the first time, and he became a little more popular.

Ziyu stood next to him to eat, and ate with his eyes with the North Wind Changfeng, as for the mouth, this table is for the North Wind and not for her, so the mouth is still sewn on.