Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Jin Chen couldn't help but laugh at his fearful expression. His voice was inexplicably magnetic. "I told you not to call me benefactor. Besides..."

He stood up, his tall figure casting a shadow in the moonlight, and his tone was somewhat teasing.

"Are you afraid I'll kick you at night? Your body hasn't fully recovered yet. If you catch a cold sleeping on the floor, won't that cause trouble for me?"

What he said was reasonable and his attitude was frank and natural. Bu Changji couldn't find any reason to refute it for a moment. He just felt like there was a lump in his chest, neither going up nor down.

In the end, under Jinchen's mischievous gaze, Bu Changji could only bite the bullet and reluctantly move back to the bed.

It was late at night and the oil lamp had long been extinguished.

Bu Changji lay on the inside of the bed, trying to stick as close to the cold wall as possible, with a clear "Chu River and Han River" separating him from Jinchen outside.

Jinchen seemed really tired. Not long after he lay down, his breathing became even and long.

But Bu Changji had no desire to sleep at all.

The bed beneath them was not spacious enough, and even if two grown men lay down there deliberately keeping their distance, slight physical contact was unavoidable.

This honest fisherman...what kind of weird incense does he carry on him?

Bu Changji closed his eyes in annoyance, trying to drive away the disturbing mood.

His original plan was to wait until late at night and when Jinchen beside him was completely asleep, then quietly get up and go to Yuao under the moonlight to survey the terrain and look for the entrance to the treasure house.

Bu Changji has been living on the edge of a knife all year round, with his days and nights reversed. He has long been accustomed to staying alert in a state of vigilance and light sleep.

However, when I opened my eyes again, it was already bright outside.

The sunlight shines through the window lattice, illuminating the room.

What made Bu Changji stiffen even more was that what came into view was a strong and well-defined chest, which rose and fell slightly with breathing, almost brushing against his nose, emitting vigorous heat.

Bu Changji: “???”

When has he ever slept so soundly?

How come I slept until dawn!

Could it be that... this guy tampered with the porridge or the incense last night and put some tranquilizer or sleeping aid in it?

Bu Changji had all sorts of thoughts in his mind, staring at Jinchen warily, trying to find any signs of disguise on his handsome sleeping face.

Jinchen's breathing was even, his brows were relaxed, and he slept very peacefully and calmly.

At this time, Jinchen's eyelashes trembled, and it seemed that she was about to wake up.

Bu Changji's heart skipped a beat. He quickly closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and pretended to be still asleep.

He heard the rustling sound of someone getting up beside him, Jinchen seemed to sit up, and then the sound of fabric rubbing against each other when getting dressed.

Bu Changji held his breath, pricked up his ears and listened carefully, judging Jinchen's movements.

After a while, the footsteps in the house seemed to stop. The footsteps were no longer audible, but there was no sound at all.

gone?

Bu Changji waited patiently for a while, and only opened his eyes after confirming that there was no more sound in the house.

As soon as my vision cleared, I met a smiling handsome face.

Jinchen didn't go out at all. He bent over the bed and watched him pretend to sleep leisurely.

Bu Changji: "!!!"

Chang Ji was so frightened that his soul was about to escape his body, his heart almost jumping out of his throat. His left fist hidden under the quilt clenched instantly, and he used great self-control to suppress the fist that was about to swing out.

Jin Chen seemed completely oblivious to his momentary murderous intent and fear, smiling brightly, "You're awake. How are you feeling today? Are you feeling better?"

Bu Changji forced himself to relax his tense body, adjusted his facial expression, tried to squeeze out a slightly weak smile, and nodded obediently.

"Yeah, much better."

As he spoke, he pressed his restless left fist under his body.

"That's good."

Jin Chen seemed very satisfied and reached out to ruffle his long hair which was a little messy from sleep. "In the morning, make some steamed egg drop rice porridge, and some raw pickled shrimp and kelp shreds as a cold dish to whet your appetite."

"Is there anything else you want to eat?"

Bu Changji lowered his eyelashes and shook his head. After a while, his voice was slightly hoarse, pretending to be deliberately hoarse. "...These are good enough."

Even after watching Jinchen turn around and walk out the door and the footsteps faded away, Bu Changji still stared at the closed wooden door with lingering fear for a long time.

I was afraid that this elusive man would come back and attack me again.

Only after he was sure that the person had really left did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Bu Changji was so angry that he silently clenched his fists and punched the quilt under him twice.

A bad start.

Not only was the plan completely disrupted, but it was almost exposed in front of this honest fisherman.

No, no matter what, I must find a way to get out today, or at least inform my men in the stone building.

Fortunately, after breakfast, Jinchen warmed the remaining porridge and vegetables on the stove and came over to explain to him.

"I'm going out fishing with the boat today and won't be back until the evening. There's food on the stove. If you're hungry, heat it up yourself."

"If you feel bored, you can walk around the house to get some fresh air, but don't go too far. The roads along the beach are complicated and it's easy to get lost."

Jinchen instructed carefully.

Bu Changji was ecstatic in his heart, but he looked docile and obedient on the surface. He nodded obediently, "Okay, I understand. Brother Jinchen, be careful."

When Jinchen's back completely disappeared at the end of the path leading to the pier, Bu Changji immediately seemed like a different person. He quickly stood up, made sure that no one was paying attention, and then quickly sneaked towards the stone building at the east end of the village.

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On the other side, the sea is vast and blue.

The fishing boats at Bailangao braved the wind and waves and headed out to sea.

This time, Uncle Liu led the group out to sea. The people who accompanied them were all young and strong laborers from Ao Village. Most of them were from the same clan and they often went fishing together on weekdays.

This is a laborious job. After the fishing nets and fixed stakes are lowered into the sea, while waiting for the nets to be collected, the men, whose bodies are sticky with sweat and sea water, shout, take off their shirts, and jump into the clear, cool sea water.

It's a good way to wash away the heat and see if you can get some extra benefits.

Jinchen also jumped into the water with his own net bag and small iron rake.

The sea water is clear and the visibility is extremely high. There is another magnificent world underwater.

There are colorful coral reefs, rugged and undulating reefs of various shapes, and schools of sea fish swimming around.

After all, Jinchen was a mermaid, so she was very agile and relaxed in the water.

After swimming for a while, he keenly noticed a slight movement in the sand not far away, as if something big was buried.

Jinchen observed for a while, then adjusted his direction and swam towards that area.

On the way, he did not forget to use an iron rake to knock down a few fat sea urchins, pry them open and feed them to the curious little fish around.

The sea urchin entered the small fish's stomach, and the small fish was then swallowed by Ling Gungun.

When passing by a dense cluster of staghorn coral, Jinchen quickly caught several orchid crabs that were trying to hide.

Another fat squid swam by stupidly, and he stabbed it accurately with the iron rake. The squid was frightened and suddenly sprayed out a large ball of ink, dyeing a small area of ​​sea water black.

Jinchen threw Ling Gungun in.

【Hey, my boss! 】

Ling Gungun rolled around in the black sea water, crawled out dizzy, and lay on Jinchen's head without any courtesy.

[Burp!] Matchstick Hand blocked Jinchen’s eyes.

Jinchen shook it and stuffed the still struggling squid into a heavy net bag that was already filled with a lot of conchs and lobsters.

The trip was fruitful.