Chapter 1732

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!!!

Shi Sheng held back a smile, "did he ever tell you how to touch it?"

He frowned and thought, "Chen Yang said that I can't let others know, otherwise they will ask me to be responsible, so if I touch others, Chen Yang will let me kill each other, so no one will know."

Shi Sheng: "

You shouldn't expect those teasers to teach him normal things.

What do they think of this way of teaching perverts?!

Take a deep breath and calm down!

"How many people have you killed?"

He made his head crooked and his hazy sleepiness had not faded, which added a little cute feeling to him, "too much, I don't remember."

Shi Sheng helped his forehead, "I asked how many girls have you touched?"

"That's not true." She shook her head. "But they seem to want me to touch them very much. They come to me every time. I think they are ill."

Luckily you didn't. If you did, I'd kill you now!!

"Then you think I'm sick, too."

Ying Ling scratched his head and said seriously, "you're not human."

Poof——

Take 10000 critical hits.

No wonder I felt no psychological pressure when I touched my tail. This goods didn't treat me as a person at all.

I don't want to be a fish!

How angry!!

"Eat!" Shi Sheng felt that he would be angry if he talked nonsense with him and thrust the food into his arms rudely.

"I want to see your tail." Ying Ling holds a bowl and looks at Sheng's leg. Maybe she just remembered that she is not human and has a beautiful tail.

"Eat!"

"If you don't show me, I won't eat."

"See after dinner."

"Eat after reading."

Shi Sheng: "..." can you kill him!!

Ying Ling was beaten and didn't dare to mention his tail, but he disliked the bad food and didn't eat it after two bites. His attention returned to Shi Sheng's tail.

"Have some more."

He shook his head. "It's not delicious."

Shi Sheng is also very desperate. Cynthia's cooking is already good. At least in this world, the people here have this taste. Even if she invites a five-star, she can't do better.

"I'll show you the tail. You finish your meal." Shi Sheng takes a step back.

Ying Ling thought for a moment, blinked and nodded, "okay."

Shi Sheng sighed, this grinding goblin.

She took out the iron bucket and went into the water. The fish's tail loomed in the water. She ordered to finish the meal three or two times, lay down on the edge of the iron bucket and reached out to touch the tail fin, "Why are there seven colors?"

Because the original owner was mentally retarded, he dyed himself colorful marisu.

"I'm special." I'm colorful marisu. Of course, it's special. No one. Bah, no fish is more special than me.

"Can I come in?" The order pointed to the water surface.

"No, it's cold in the water."

"Aren't you cold?"

"I'm a fish, not cold."

"Oh..."

She made her palm touch her caudal fin. If the overbearing president fell in love with the fish, the touched mermaid was already shy and made a strange sound.

But Shi Sheng only felt his back cold and felt creepy. He always felt that the overbearing president was looking for a place to start and wanted to break off his tail fin.