C119 (2/2)

However, Jing Xiaoxiao felt that at this moment, the back of Er Duoteng gave her a feeling that she couldn't see through him. He was also a person that was filled with mystery at all times.

Someone had come to ask Mo Xiaoxiao to go back to the villa. It seemed that Erdogan would be staying for a while longer.

Mo Xiao was tired. Strictly speaking, her legs were aching and she didn't have as much energy as that fellow, Beifeng and Beiyue. She was a pregnant woman with a big belly.

That night, Er Duoteng didn't come back. It was a servant who brought the porridge to Mo Xiaoshan, who also ate his own dinner. She asked those people, who also shook their heads and didn't say anything.

The air suddenly became overly quiet, and only the sound of her eating could be heard. The servants always kept their voices to the lowest possible level when they did things, so it was unknown why Mo Xiaoxiao felt like she had barged into a haunted house.

She didn't know if it was because she ate too fast or not, but her stomach always felt a bit inconvenient to digest. She didn't fall asleep even in the latter half of the night. Her stomach always bulged uncomfortably, so she got up and walked out.

The villa was very quiet. Other than the occasional chirping of insects and the sound of waves, she did not see a single servant.

This silence made Mo Xiaoxiao feel insecure and uneasy. When she passed by Er Duoteng's room, Mo Xiaoxiao paused and reached out her hand to knock on the door. But then, she felt that it was too late, so she put down her hand.

The kitchen was clean and the utensils shone brightly under the light.

He didn't have the slightest appetite, but he still poured himself a glass of juice.

His gaze inadvertently swept past the seaside and his body suddenly jolted. There seemed to be a figure standing on the ship. Under the lights of the deck, that figure was floating like a fairy.

Was it Eardotten? He walked out of the villa with juice in one hand and his stomach in the other. The distance from the villa to the shore was about a hundred meters.

He didn't see it clearly just now, but after walking a few dozen meters, he was able to confirm that it was Erdogan.

He was still holding the conch in his hand before she left, his windbreaker fluttering in the sea breeze.

It had to be said that in the eyes of Silent Red, he was like a fairy. His silver hair was sprinkled with moonlight, and his handsome features were clearly defined. He also saw that there was something she couldn't understand in the gaze he looked at her with.

Her body trembled as she hesitated on whether to turn around and go back to the villa. After all, the sea breeze was very cold tonight, and she was only wearing her long-sleeved pajamas.

Perhaps because he felt the pressure of her retreat, Erdorin turned around and looked at her. His gaze was like the moonlight above their heads, gently wrapping around her.

Even though they were separated by a certain distance, Mo Xiaoxiao felt that her legs could no longer move backwards. She was walking toward Er Duoteng while her mind was still partially wandering. It felt a little strange.

Mo Xiaoxiao stood under the boat and looked at Er Duoteng from two to three meters away. She smiled in embarrassment, ”You're still awake?”

”Insomnia?” Seeing her slightly shivering body, he suddenly leaped into the air. In the midst of her screams, he landed steadily beside her.

As his windbreaker was draped over her, the warm robe wrapped around her body. She could feel the unique aura coming from Erdorin, who was wrapped in the cloak.

”No, no, I'm not cold.”

”Put it on. I'm hot.” He stopped her from taking off his windbreaker and took her hand and led her slowly to the deck.

”Let's go. Since I can't sleep, I'll bring you to see the ocean at night and chat with the Sea Dragon King.”

This time, Jing Xiaoxiao didn't have a chance to refuse. She was almost half carried and half towed onto the ship by Er Duoteng. This time, they weren't on the deck, but into the cabin.