Chapter 877 My boyfriend’s kiss smells like seawater (4)

Bai Yao has never been interested in playing cards. She thought these people were noisy, so she stayed in the room and did not come out.

Someone said: “There is no electricity on the ship, so the room must be pitch black. Miss Bai is alone in the room. I don’t know if she will be scared.”

Isn’t that right?

They arrived at a deserted island. The ship parked on the coast would occasionally sway gently with the waves hitting in the distance. In this unknown sea area, there were no lighthouses or lights from the tall buildings on the shore. There were only a few sparse stars hanging in the night sky, which set off the desolate atmosphere very well.

Some people don’t really like playing cards, but they choose to go to crowded places because they are afraid of being alone.

Xian Mingchang thought about Bai Yao's cold attitude towards him during the day, and he was a little resentful, but soon he figured out the truth that only those who endure hardships can become superior people. It is certainly difficult to capture a woman as proud as Bai Yao. He learned his

lesson this time and remembered to bring a small gift, a bottle of high-end red wine.

In this place where birds don't shit, delicious food is eaten a little less. If he didn't want to lose the child, he really couldn't catch the wolf, he really couldn't bear to give this bottle of red wine away.

Director Xian Ming arrived at the door of guest room No. 3, first tidied up his appearance, then cleared his throat and knocked on the door, "Miss Bai, I am Director Xian Ming."

After a while, a voice came from the room: "What's the matter?"

"It's still early now, Miss Bai doesn't want to join in the fun, and I don't want to go either. I brought a bottle of red wine, Miss Bai, the moonlight is so good today, let's go to the deck to get some fresh air and have a drink."

"No."

Director Xian Ming: "Miss Bai..."

"I'm going to sleep."

Director Xian Ming was turned away, and even if he had a good temper, he wanted to curse him in his heart.

After a while, the resources on the ship will become less and less, and she, a powerless woman, may even ask him to protect her.

Xian Mingchang picked up the wine, turned around and left with a sullen face.

Bai Yao listened to the sound of the sea breeze, lay on the bed with her eyes closed, and was indeed going to sleep.

The box bathed in the moonlight moved slightly, and a mass of black creatures crawled out of the box little by little, climbed down along the legs of the table, and landed on the floor.

It raised its irregularly round head, stared at the person lying on the bed with its red eyes for a while, then retracted its gaze and crawled out along the crack of the door.

The next day, the sun rose above the sea level, the sunset glow and the water light echoed each other, and the sparkling world concealed the potential crisis.

Bai Yao went to bed early and woke up early. She sat up from the bed, stepped on her slippers and got out of bed, rubbed her eyes and walked to the bathroom to wash up. When she passed the table, she stopped.

Bai Yao changed direction and approached the desk, where he saw the little pet soaking in the water.

It lay in the shell, its tentacles lifeless, as limp as its body, without the vitality it had yesterday.

Bai Yao was afraid it was dead, so he quickly reached out and pulled it out of the water, but it didn't respond at all. Its tentacles drooped listlessly against Bai Yao's arms, and its head tilted and couldn't be lifted up.

"Hey, Xiao Hei!" Bai Yao held its body with both hands, shook it gently, and lifted its head with his fingers. It finally responded a little, and its red eyes opened a little.

But it still looked sickly, and its lifeless eyes closed again after a while.

Bai Yao held it in front of the glass window. The light here was better. In the bright sunlight, its black body looked more like a coal ball. Bai Yao seemed to smell a faint smell of alcohol.

Its body was visibly twice as big as yesterday.

Bai Yao didn't know if she had fed it something random and made it sick.

It seemed to be dying, and its body gave off a fermented smell.

Bai Yao felt a little sad. After all, this was the first reserve food she had picked up. She had only raised it for one day, but she had killed it!

She washed up, changed into a green vest and denim shorts, did some sun protection, put on a white sunscreen jacket, and got off the cruise ship holding the box and went to the coast.

The sea water was still a little cold in the morning. She stepped barefoot on the soft sand and couldn't help but recall the joy she felt when she found it yesterday.

Bai Yao squatted down, put the box on the ground, took out the soft little octopus from it, touched its drooping head, and said in a muffled voice: "If I don't pick you up, maybe you can live longer."

The little octopus was not in the mood and could not give any response.

Bai Yao sighed, put down her hand, and sent it into the sea water.

The little octopus lay on the fine sand in the water, moved its head slightly, and one of its tentacles fluttered lightly, but was quickly beaten down by the water.

It was picked up again and put into a shell on the sand, and merged into the water with the shell, as if it was lying in a coffin.

Bai Yao finally touched its head and said, "Although our fate is only one day and one night, I will always remember you."

After being washed by the sea water, it regained some energy and opened its red eyes. It saw the girl's receding figure. Its gem-like eyes were filled with drunkenness. Its head trembled as if it had burped.

It didn't understand why she said yesterday that she would take good care of it and just said that she would never forget it, but she left it here alone.

The tentacles gradually regained their vitality and supported the body. It raised its head and two tentacles coiled around the shell, dragging the shell with it as it struggled to crawl out of the water. It crawled slowly and hard towards the direction of the footprints that had not yet been swallowed by the water.

This journey was of course very dangerous.

There were sea turtles basking in the sun blocking the way, and seabirds circling in the sky, waiting to grab some delicious prey with their sharp claws.

The little octopus tried very hard, dragging its shell bed, bypassing the turtles that blocked its way, and was carried back into the water by the waves. It quickly climbed out of the water and returned to the starting point. The footprints on the shore disappeared, and there was a bit of grievance in its red eyes.

At this moment, a seabird flying in the sky stared at its black prey, swooped down immediately, and grabbed the black round head with one claw.

The side effects of alcohol were too strong, suppressing its strength. Its tentacles flew around, and the shell bed fell to the ground. The claws that were about to sink into the head were so powerful that they could not get rid of it.

When the bird was about to take off into the sky, someone shouted, "Fuck, let it go!"

Bai Yao came back and swooped over, knocking the half-man-high seabird to the ground. Wild seabirds are certainly not easy to mess with. They used their sharp beaks and claws to attack. Bai Yao grabbed a slipper and fought back fiercely without caring about her image.

For a moment, the bird's wings fluttered and feathers fell all over the ground.

Bai Yao's hair was disheveled and she looked ferocious, like a mad woman.

The small black octopus fell on Bai Yao's face, and almost all of its tentacles were entangled on her head.

It raised its head high, its body swelled and cracked, and suddenly opened its bloody mouth full of sawtooth, roaring at a frequency that humans could not receive, and the surrounding animals immediately fled in panic.

The bald seabird jumped back a few steps, quickly spread its wings, and flew away without looking back.

Bai Yao tried hard to grab it several times before she finally pulled the black creature off her face. She panted and looked into its eyes.