The next morning, the rain stopped and the wind stopped. The sea was calm as if nothing had happened last night.
Oh ...
Hearing Rena's yawning voice, Zhao Yu woke up from the sightseeing chair.
He reached out and touched the seat beside him, only to realize that Ding Lan, who had been in his arms the night before, was gone.
Looking around the cabin, he found that there was only amiola in the cabin, and officer Gena, who was steering the ship, was gone.
Amilora had already woken up. She found a cushion and was kowtowing in the corner of the cabin. She was probably in the middle of a religious ritual.
After looking around, Zhao Yu finally saw Ding Lan and Rena's figures through the cabin's glass. The two ladies were standing on the deck discussing something.
So, Zhao Yu also got up and walked out of the cabin.
The sea breeze was cool. As soon as he walked out of the cabin, Zhao Yu sneezed.
