But when the yacht approached, Kujo Miki was also puzzled.

Each one of them was youthful and beautiful, and even Kujo Miki herself was a little dazzled by them, let alone the men in the security team.

Most importantly, these people have fair skin and slender limbs, showing absolutely no signs of exercise.

"Luckily you're a girl, otherwise we wouldn't dare to get close to you," said the Xia country girl named Li Qianxia.

The priestess was in charge of translation.

Kujo Miki's gaze swept over Li Qianxia, ​​then around the room, finally landing on Yaochi and Jiutian Xuannv.

Both of them exuded an air of nobility and were likely key figures in this small circle.

“There was a slight mishap, so I need to borrow your yacht. Once we get to England, I’ll pay you ten times the price of the yacht as a reward,” said Kujo Miki.

"It would be even better if I could gain Miss Kujo's friendship," Yaochi said with a smile.

brush!

All the security personnel drew their guns, the dark muzzles pointing at the crowd.

Kujo Miki never introduced herself from beginning to end.

"ah!

Li Qianxia screamed.

She gave herself a score of 90 for her acting skills.

The remaining ten points depend on the set design, that is, whether her teammates are supportive or not; otherwise, no matter how well she acts, it won't make a difference.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see that these fairies were indeed all drama queens, trembling and delicate as flowers being blown by the wind.

Only Yaochi, Jiutian Xuannv, and Phoenix remained unmoved; Phoenix even took out a pistol.

She took out her gun, and Kujo Miki felt relieved. Would a group of delicate and beautiful women dare to go out to sea alone? She would have been suspicious even under normal circumstances, let alone now.

Yaochi extended her hand and smiled, "A student from Xia Country, surnamed Zhao, Zhao Qingyao."

Among the international students from Xia Guo, there is a special group of people who use legal false identities and have a completely different temperament from other international students.

Among these international students, there is a small but unique group whose pseudonyms are generally surnamed "Zhao".

Kujo Miki extended her hand and shook hands with the other person: "Kujo Miki."

Yaochi sized up the fifteen-year-old girl before her. Her face was stunning, her large eyes held a hint of arrogance, yet also a touch of allure as they conveyed emotion. Her figure was slender yet voluptuous, and even simple jeans could evoke fantasies.

Releasing her grip, Yaochi stepped aside: "Please."

Watching the yacht sail away, Li Changzhou fell into deep thought.

“What do we do?” he asked.

After such a long and fierce battle, the sun set just in time, bathing the three of them in a golden glow.

"What about the submarine?" Yang Qinglan asked.

"It can only seat two people."

“You swim back,” Chang’e said matter-of-factly, then after careful consideration, she added, “I can give you a rope and drag you along.”

Before Li Changzhou could say anything, Yang Qinglan said, "Let's squeeze in."

"Shall I carry you?" she asked Chang'e.

"You're pregnant, let me hold you."

“There’s another option,” Li Changzhou stroked his chin, “Chang’e will come, and I’ll hold you.”

"I can't," Chang'e said.

“It’s very simple. I’ll teach you, and you must learn it, just in case.”

Ah, once Yang Qinglan held him in her arms, she never wanted to let go.

Yang Qinglan blushed slightly. Chang'e quickly learned how to drive a submarine because there was no need to care about "car accidents" at sea, so she had enough attention to keep an eye on the two people in the passenger seat.

"What's that jumping around?" Chang'e asked, staring at the two of them.

"The heart," Yang Qinglan replied.

“But it’s down there.” Chang’e’s gaze shifted downwards.

"Dantian," Li Changzhou replied, "I'm cultivating my internal energy."

"It's best not to cultivate," Chang'e said disdainfully. "It's better not to have it. Once you have it, you'll want to use it, and once you use it, you'll die."

“You’re right, I’m not cultivating anymore.”

"Then why are you still jumping?"

"...Watch out, there's a shark ahead."

The shark reacted faster than the submarine and avoided the strange, unfamiliar creature.

Because of Chang'e's intense actions, Yang Qinglan's body was almost worn out.