Xiaoqing just left, the white scorpion went out of bed, opened the big boxes, and she was all her stuff, even her first aid kit and tablet.

Since you want to escape, you have to plan ahead.

She stuffed the tablet and some medicine into the medicine box, and then put on a bag, put some clothes and jewelry inside, and then took a sealed bag from the bottom of the medicine box. The bag contained a special inflatable. lifeboat.

The lifeboat is made of a very special nano-rubber. It is very thin and very flexible. It is as big as an apron when it is released. If it is full of gas, it is a small boat that can accommodate three or four people.

Things are good things, it is difficult. It is difficult for her to have no air pump now. If I blow it with my mouth, it is estimated that it is possible to blow it to death.

She hid the things and continued to lie back to sleep.

When she was washing in the morning, she let Xiaoqing help her, pretending to ask casually: "Where is the boat now?"

Xiaoqing shook his head very simply: "The slaves don't know. I only know that the place where I landed yesterday is Xinyang House, but now I don't know where."

"To the south or to the north?" asked Bai Yu.

Xiaoqingdao: "To the south, the son said, take the girl to a good place to face the sea, spring, and say it is in the south, especially beautiful place."

Bai Yan smiled coolly: "He didn't ask me if I wanted to go."

Xiaoqing did not say anything, silently took the basin out.

"If I ask if you want to go, would you promise to go with me?" Song Lang stood at the door, apparently standing for a while.

The white eyes raised his eyes, and the dim door of the cabin, because of his arrival, became more and more dark, as if all the light was blocked by him.

Seeing that she didn't answer, he stepped toward her step by step, and the beautiful face gradually appeared in the light.

Song Lang smiled softly and looked at her eyes, very gentle.

He seemed to be very funny in front of her, and he rarely saw him laughing.

If he does not do these things, she thinks that they should become good friends.

"Do you think I will?" She did not answer.

Song Lang smiled and shook his head: "If you will, why should I do this?"

The two maids came in and put the morning heat on the table in the cabin.

"Have something to eat." He approached her.

Her body shrank back and forth: "What are you doing?"

Song Lang extended his hand. "If I don't hold you, can you move?"

Bai Hao continued to shrink back: "Without you, let Xiaoqing come."

Song Lang’s hand was in the air, and he eventually shrank back: “Alright.”

He turned and walked to the table to sit down, Xiaoqing came over and turned the white back to the table.

"Do you want me to feed you?" Song Lang asked.

The white face was reddish, not looking at his playful eyes, toward Xiaoqing: "Trouble you to feed me."

Xiaoqing’s low voice should have sounded, and he took the porridge bowl in front of the white scorpion and took a sip to her mouth.

Bai Hao was not in a hurry to eat, looking at Song Lang: "In this porridge, will not have another medicine?"

Song Lang put down the bowl he had taken a bite, reached out and took the hand of Xiaoqing, and pushed his own bowl to the past: "Is this safe?"

Bai Hao shook his head: "If you really want me to rest assured, it is better to give me the antidote to the cartilage."

Song Lang took the spoon of white porridge and sent it to the entrance. After swallowing, he returned to her: "When you get to the place, you will naturally give you an antidote. This will give you a first grievance." If it is not on the boat, he will not give her medicine. After all, the ship is dangerous. He is afraid that she will do something to hurt her.

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Change the map, so the plot is a bit card, write for five minutes, and spend two hours in a daze. . . Forgive!

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