Deep-Night Misunderstanding, Seasickness Takes the Blame, and Sister Eastern Emperor's Boldness
Liu Erlong subconsciously rearranged the data in his mind.
It's not Xiao Wu.
That's Dugu Yan? Zhu Zhuqing? Ning Rongrong Ye Lingling? Bai Chenxiang? Hu Liena?
No, Hu Liena and Lin Qingmo aren't familiar with each other, so it couldn't be her.
What about the others?
Despite her pride, Dugu Yan's interactions with Lin Qingmo were mostly playful and teasing.
Zhu Zhuqing is aloof and taciturn; it's impossible for her to do such a thing on her own initiative.
Ning Rongrong is indeed cheerful and easygoing, but she's not quite there yet.
Ye Lingling was even less likely to agree; she didn't even say a word.
Liu Erlong couldn't help but smile bitterly.
A-Qing is such a charmer with women.
She turned around, pushed open her bedroom door, and lay back down on the bed.
She stared blankly at the ceiling.
She doesn't intend to interfere.
Even I am an intruder; what right do I have to interfere?
She was the one who tackled Lin Qingmo back then, and Lin Qingmo didn't refuse.
Since you started it, it's unreasonable for you to be jealous now.
But that burning heat was still coursing through my body.
Liu Erlong subconsciously looked at his hands... It seemed tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.
Early the next morning.
Morning light streamed into the ship's dining room through the portholes.
The moonlight that had blanketed the sea all night finally faded, replaced by the golden sunlight.
The Sea Fish sailed smoothly.
The Sea Breeze blew in through the half-open window, carrying the salty, damp scent of the ocean and the aroma of grilled fish.
The captain specifically asked the cook to prepare a few extra dishes.
After all, in last night's battle, these legendary figures wiped out the pirate crew completely, saving the lives of everyone on board. An extra meal is only fair.
Inside the restaurant, the girls gradually arrived to have breakfast.
Ning Rongrong sat at the table, spreading honey on bread while flipping through the nautical charts she had taken from the pirate ship.
He muttered to himself, "This route is slightly south, but the reefs are clearly marked. The pirates' nautical charts are even more detailed than the merchant guild's."
Zhu Zhuqing sat opposite her, quietly drinking a bowl of fish soup, her movements elegant and efficient.
Dugu Yan propped her chin on her hand, poking a Sausage around until it rolled, muttering, "There's not even a decent breakfast at sea."
Ye Lingling looked out the window, seemingly lost in thought, perhaps pondering something.
Hu Liena sat alone in a corner by the window.
Holding a piece of bread in his hand, he broke off a small piece with his fingers and put it in his mouth, chewing mechanically and slowly.
Her eyes were slightly dark, clearly she hadn't slept well last night.
The same question kept running through her mind all night: Where did the teacher go?
Liu Erlong sat at the other end of the dining table.
She held a teacup in her hand, pretending to drink water.
His gaze, however, swept across the faces of every girl who entered the restaurant.
She was observing.
Who was in Lin Qingmo's room last night?
She thought about this problem for most of the night.
Ning Rongrong was the first to walk in.
The young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School walked briskly, her face rosy.
Her eyes were bright and sparkling. She sat down and took out a nautical chart to study it.
He looks very energetic.
Liu Erlong mentally crossed it out.
It shouldn't be her.
Ning Rongrong is so thin and frail.
If you had experienced that kind of thing
It's impossible for me to be full of energy and enthusiasm to analyze nautical charts today.
You have to know Lin Qingmo's strength in that area; even she couldn't withstand it.
Then there's Zhu Zhuqing.
The Hell Spirit Cat remained dressed in a black outfit, its steps steady, its expression as cold and composed as ever.
She sat down to drink the fish soup in the same manner as usual.
Elegant, efficient, and without any unnecessary movements.
Liu Erlong mentally crossed it out.
Zhu Zhuqing is naturally aloof, so it probably isn't her.
She remembered Dugu Yan walking in, yawning.
Her long, emerald-green hair was somewhat rough.
She slumped into a chair as soon as she arrived at the restaurant, complaining about breakfast and then about the Sea Breeze.
However, she looks quite different overall.
However, Liu Erlong still mentally crossed it out.
Ye Lingling was still the same as always; Liu Erlong didn't even bother to hit her with a cross.
As for Hu Liena...
The girl had dark circles under her eyes and looked somewhat anxious.
Liu Erlong was taken aback.
He thought Hu Liena's appearance was suspicious.
But then I thought about it again.
Hu Liena and Lin Qingmo had only met a few days ago, so it shouldn't be that far off yet.
Just as Liu Erlong was becoming increasingly puzzled, the restaurant door was pushed open once again.
Bai Chenxiang walked in.
Or rather, it drifted in.
Her face was as pale as a sheet of paper, her lips were almost bloodless, and her eye sockets were slightly sunken.
He walked dejectedly to the dining table.
She sat down listlessly, grabbed a piece of bread, and took a bite.
His cheeks puffed out as he chewed, and his eyes stared blankly into space, a stark contrast to his usual energetic face.
Liu Erlong's eyes lit up immediately.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Qingmo pushed open the door and entered with a beaming smile.
His face held a kind of indescribable ease.
Her eyebrows and eyes were gleaming, and her steps were so light that it felt like she was walking on clouds.
Xiao Wu followed behind him, her pink scorpion braid swinging back and forth.
She was still chattering away, telling him about a dream she had last night about eating carrot cake.
Liu Erlong's gaze shifted from Lin Qingmo's radiant face to Bai Chenxiang's pale and powerless face.
The two clues snapped together in my mind.
It's her!
Bai Chenxiang!
Chenxiang looked listless and even struggled to bite into bread, giving the impression of being overworked.
Moreover, she knew that Bai Chenxiang was very grateful to Lin Qingmo.
Because Lin Qingmo rescued (released) his grandfather, Bai He, from his imprisonment.
It would be perfectly natural for this gratitude to be transformed into another emotion.
Gratitude is repaid, feelings grow over time, and youth is on its side.
Everything is logical and reasonable, forming a closed logical loop; it can be described as perfect reasoning.
Liu Erlong held his teacup, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.
She thought she had identified her goal.
However, she overlooked one thing: Bai Chenxiang... gets seasick.
As Lin Qingmo spread butter on the bread, he was thinking about completely unrelated things.
He was trying to figure out how to explain to everyone what had happened to Sister Eastern Emperor on the ship.
After all, the way her Master —oops, I mean, Sister Eastern Emperor —sneaked into his room in the middle of the night yesterday was really a bit embarrassing to talk about.
Especially since Teacher Er Long came by halfway through last night.
Thinking of this, he subconsciously looked at Liu Erlong.
He thought that when Teacher Er Long arrived, Sister Eastern Emperor would stop.
Unexpectedly, Sister Eastern Emperor not only didn't stop, but became even bolder.
He almost couldn't help but make a noise.
I wonder if Teacher Er Long has noticed anything amiss.
Furthermore, Sister Eastern Emperor stated that she doesn't want others to know she's on the ship for the time being.
She didn't say why.
Since my Master said to keep it a secret, then I have no choice but to keep it a secret.
However, thinking about the days to come, Sister Eastern Emperor would be in her room every night.
His heart started racing.
Will my Master drain me dry?
"Brother, why is your face red?"
Xiao Wu peeked over from the side, staring at him curiously with her big eyes.
"Eat your bread."
Lin Qingmo expressionlessly stuffed a piece of bread into her mouth.
Xiao Wu's cheeks were bulging from being stuffed, and she mumbled, "Brother, you're bullying me!"
Liu Erlong picked up his teacup and took a sip, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Bai Chenxiang and Lin Qingmo.
His eyes were slightly upturned, and I wondered what he was thinking.