Xia Qitong took a sip of red wine and shook her head." I've changed the route. Do you want to go out and watch the sunrise?"
Si Huang laughed," Watching the sunrise with a bunch of guns pointed at our heads?"
Xia Qitong's eyes lit up.
"You really want to?" Si Huang asked in surprise.
Xia Qitong looked at her." I haven't tried it. Have you tried it?"
Si Huang was speechless.
A few minutes later.
On the deck.
A table was placed on top of it, with good wine and dishes placed on it.
Si Huang and Xia Qitong were sitting here, and Cui Zhenghuan was placed next to them as a hostage. The surrounding men glared at them with black faces and guns.
This scene was indescribably strange and sour.
Si Huang blew on the sea breeze. The wine in his mouth swirled in his mouth and slid down his throat. He didn't know how he had been bewitched by Xia Qitong and actually did such an unreliable thing.