Chapter 1732 (1/2)

When Myron inquired about the news, Shi Sheng stayed on the ship. The people below were very curious about the strange foreign ship. At first, everyone thought it was a ghost ship, but Myron's people went in and out on it, obviously knowing the people above.

Some people began to ask Myron. Myron kept silent and asked about Poseidon Hillary instead.

Everyone didn't know what Myron was doing, and some people approached the ship quietly, but they couldn't get on the ship at all. The ship seemed to be protected by something.

”Daisy, is this all right?” Cynthia showed Shi Sheng the prepared food. Shi Sheng tasted it. It didn't taste very good, but at least it was better than her cooking.

”All right, you can serve less.”

Cynthia nodded and went out to bring it in again. She was depressed. ”Daisy, do you really like him?”

”Yes.” Does that matter?

”But...” Cynthia was about to stop talking. She bit her lip. If they were really together, they would die.

”I know discretion.” Shi Sheng touched her head.

Cynthia bowed her head, turned and ran out.

What knows discretion? She knows she will die, but she still wants to die. What knows discretion.

What's good about that man? Where does Daisy like him? She'd rather lose her life.

She's a mermaid.

A mermaid with a long life.

Shi Sheng didn't know that Cynthia was worried and broke her heart. She took the food into Ying Ling's room. Ying Ling slept like a pig in bed and didn't respond at all.

”Li Ling.” Shi Sheng pushed him.

He didn't respond at all. He didn't even frown.

”Wake up.” Shi Sheng climbed into bed. ”Get up and have something to eat. You haven't eaten for nearly two days.”

”Order?”

”Order!!”

”Get up the fuck!!”

”Fire! Murder!!”

Shi Sheng helplessly looked at the people on the bed, which couldn't wake up at all.

Shi Sheng turned over and sat on him, straightened his face with both hands, then leaned down, kissed his slightly dry lips, and slowly soaked his dry lips with the tip of his wet and cold tongue.

He made him sleep hard, and the crisp and numb on his lips was very annoying. He shook his head and wanted to get rid of the annoying things, but he moved, which made the annoying things take an inch.

How annoying!

He frowned, stretched out his hand to pull things and wanted to cover his head, but he only touched soft things. He pinched them strangely. They were so soft

Ying Ling pinched again and felt surprisingly good.

He wanted to see what he was pinching. After brewing for a while, he slowly opened his eyes. His sight was too blurred. He just felt something covered in front of him, full of shadows.

”Hmm...” he let out a groan, and his body gradually had a strange reaction. An unknown fire sprang up from his lower abdomen, like a prairie fire. The whole person burned up, and the things attached to him became cool and wanted people to get closer.

There seems to be some emptiness in the body. What do you need to calm the emptiness.

”Wake up?”

He woke up his head full of paste by the sound. He suddenly stared, and his blurred vision was very clear at this moment.

He stared at the person on his body and blinked twice and three times

For a long time, he looked like a puppet and said expressionless, ”what are you doing to me?”

Out of that continent, he can also understand his own words. Before, he felt like the data was not updated, resulting in language asynchrony.

Shi Sheng propped up his body and pulled away. His sight moved to his hand. He smiled in his calm eyes, ”what are you doing to me?”

Ying Ling's eyes fell on her chest with her. Just now he felt something soft... Ying Ling retracted his hand like an electric shock, and his face flushed, ”I... I didn't mean to.”

Shi Sheng tidied up his messy clothes and went down from him, ”get up and eat.”

Ying Ling stared at her, his face burning fiercely, ”aren't you angry?”

”Why should I be angry?”

”Chen Yang said... The girl's place...” Ying Ling pointed to the place he had pinched just now. ”You can't touch it casually. If you touch it, the girl will be angry and become a mother yecha. Will you also become a mother yecha?”

Shi Sheng: ”... Chen Yang, although you teach the mentally retarded not to touch the cat cake, please don't make strange metaphors, OK!!!