Every world is full of ghosts and monsters begging for hugs

Bai Yao finally looked at Song Qingjiao straight in the eye, "I didn't open the door."

Song Qingjiao asked: "How do you prove that you didn't open the door?"

In the box that Bai Yao was holding, a small black octopus stuck half of its head out, and it stared at the people around it with its ruby ​​eyes and blinked. It seemed that it wanted to testify for Bai Yao, but it could not speak.

Bai Yao thought about it and suddenly remembered something, "Oh, right, I woke up in the middle of the night yesterday and couldn't sleep. I wanted to go out and enjoy the sea breeze. I saw Xian Mingchang knocking on Miss Song's door, and Miss Song opened the door and happily pulled Xian Mingchang in."

"You're talking nonsense!" Song Qingjiao raised her eyebrows and said angrily: "Xian Mingchang never came to see me, and there's no way I would open the door and let him in!"

Bai Yao smiled and asked: "How do you prove that you didn't open the door?"

Song Qingjiao felt like she had something stuck in her throat. After a moment, she reacted and retorted, "Everyone knows that Xian Mingchang always goes to your place. I'm not familiar with him, so how could he possibly look for me!"

"But a few days ago, I saw he gave you flowers."

"Bai Yao, stop talking nonsense. Xian Mingchang never gave me flowers!"

"How do you prove that he didn't send you flowers?"

Song Qingjiao's face froze and she was suddenly speechless.

She wanted Bai Yao to fall into the trap of self-proof, so Bai Yao used the same method to retaliate. Anyway, she lied with open eyes and felt no shame. If Song Qingjiao wanted to listen, she could just open her mouth and say that Xian Mingchang had proposed to Song Qingjiao on one knee the day before yesterday.

Bai Yao smiled, "I know you have a good relationship with Xian Mingchang, but now Xian Mingchang is trying to show his affection to me. But that's because I'm so charming, and I can't help it. I've never accepted his advances. Miss Song, you can't target me just because such a stinky man is interested in me. Everyone knows that I, Bai Yao, have high standards. Just because you like a man doesn't mean I like him."

She spoke politely, but her tone was sarcastic and coy, and that vibe was instantly there.

The spectators are happy to eat melons. They don’t care whether the melons are true or false. They only care that they have something to talk about.

Compared to Xian Mingchang's unilateral pursuit of Bai Yao, the triangle relationship of Song Qingjiao's infatuation with Xian Mingchang and hatred for Bai Yao is obviously more exciting.

Song Qingjiao was not unaware that those people were looking at her as if she were a clown. Her face flushed, and the feeling of being humiliated made her very embarrassed. "Bai Yao, you are also a woman, but you are full of nonsense and fabricated rumors that I have a relationship with Xian Mingchang. Do you still have a conscience? "

Is she choosing to stand on the moral high ground to criticize Bai Yao for spreading dirty rumors about her?

Bai Yao laughed, and her eyes sideways at Song Qingjiao were filled with undisguised contempt. At this moment, she really looked like a vicious female supporting character in a novel. "Ms. Song, have you forgotten that it was you who asked me to prove that I had nothing to do with Xian Mingchang? I just asked you the same question, so how can it be said that I have no conscience?"

"You!" Song Qingjiao's expression was very interesting, and her hands were shaking as she pointed at Bai Yao.

Yun Niannian ran out, "Qingjiao, what happened?"

Following Yun Niannian was Leng Haoting, who had a handsome face as sharp as a knife.

Yun Niannian was injured and Leng Haoting didn't allow her to come out, but when she heard the argument outside getting louder and louder, Yun Niannian couldn't help but run out.

Leng Haoting glanced at the people present, looking down on them like a king. His cold and domineering aura was natural and inexplicably frightening.

Leng Haoting said coldly: "What's going on?"

Seeing that Bai Yao was about to speak again, the captain was afraid that Bai Yao would drag everyone into the matter and make things worse, so he quickly stepped forward and said: "Mr. Xian Mingchang is missing. There is no trace of him on the ship, and no one says they have seen him. Now we can only wonder if he went to the island, or maybe..."

The captain glanced at the sea, and the meaning was self-evident.

If Xian Mingchang got drunk in the middle of the night and fell off the deck into the water, there would be no hope for him.

Leng Haoting has the aura of a superior. Wherever he is, he seems to be the one giving orders. Now is no exception. He said in a light tone: "Since you think he went to the island, then go find him."

He was not worried about Xian Mingchang's life or death, he just felt that it was too noisy here and it affected his and Yun Niannian's rest.

The captain could only arrange a few people to go to the island to look for any trace of Xian Mingchang, but no matter whether they found him or not, they had to come back before dark. No one knew what dangerous things there were on the deserted island. They were just a cruise ship and had no weapons to resist.

Number Seven was also assigned the task of finding someone. He said goodbye to Bai Yao and went to the island with his colleagues.

Leng Haoting looked at Bai Yao in the middle of the crowd, and casually glanced at the octopus in the box she was holding. He said sarcastically: "Miss Bai is still so eye-catching."

Bai Yao politely replied: "Mr. Leng is still so popular."

She carried the box back to the cabin. When they passed each other, Bai Yao and Leng Haoting heard each other's sneer at the same time.

Leng Haoting stared at Bai Yao's back, and became more and more certain that this woman was really annoying.

Bai Yao returned to the room, put the box on the table, bent down and stared at the small thing inside. She reached out a hand and touched his slippery head with her fingers.

The little octopus used its tentacles to support half of its body, raised its head, and looked at her with a pair of red eyes, as if her reflection was left in its eyes.

Bai Yao touched his chin and said, "When I found you yesterday, you could still lie in the shell, but today your body is almost bigger than the shell. Aren't you growing too fast?"

It was just an animal and of course couldn't understand human words. It thought she was playing with it, so its tentacles wrapped around her fingers and then went up and wrapped around her arms.

Bai Yao compared and found that its tentacles could now reach her elbow. She decided to wait and see tomorrow to see if its tentacles could extend beyond this position.

"But why are you sick?" Bai Yao lay on the box and looked it up and down at close range, even turning its tentacles over and touching its suction cups.

The moment she touched the suction cup, its body trembled slightly, its eyes narrowed, and its tentacles stretched straight, as if it had received a great stimulation.

It seems... quite sensitive?

Bai Yao wasn't sure whether it was in pain or comfort, so she let go of her hand in a hurry. But it quickly crawled half of its body out of the box and put its tentacles in twos and threes into her hand, rubbing the skin on her hand with the side with the suction cup.

Its red eyes narrowed into two lines, and the half of its body that was still submerged in the water splashed water excitedly, and several drops of water splashed onto Bai Yao's face.

Bai Yao did not move. It stuck closer to her, and the tentacles that rubbed her skin even harder. The suction cups on them all stuck to her skin, and the cool touch seemed to invade every one of her pores with the moisture stored in its body.

But Bai Yao still didn't touch it or pick the suction cups on its tentacles like she did before.

It blinked in confusion, and one of its tentacle returned to its dark body. When the tentacle was pulled out again, a beautiful white little conch was rolled out from somewhere.

The conch was held high by black tentacles and handed to her.

Bai Yao asked uncertainly: "For me?"

The tentacles wrapped around the conch were shaking desperately in front of her eyes, as if happily telling her, "Yes, it's for you!"