Exploding favorite waste material concubine: Evil King, don't be arrogant!

Chapter 1257

"I didn't see it, I didn't see it. I, we didn't see any stowaways!"

The two crew members were puzzled by Di Yue's answer and tilted their heads.Their pale brown tails were still flicking lightly.

Did she say something she shouldn't have said?
"There are no stowaways on this ship."

"Really? That's good. It's nerve-wracking. Smuggling has become a new culture among young people. There's a saying that says, 'Let's wait until we've been smuggled out'."

There is no such proverb at all!
"What we are looking for is not stowaways, but to be brought to the Holy Sand Country..."

"Don't you guys have ears? My young master said he doesn't know anymore."

An Lei, who was stunned by Di Yue's nonsense excuses, began to snap his fingers, looking as if he was about to resort to force.

"Okay, who wants to be the mermaid princess's lunch first?"

The faces of the crew members changed drastically in an instant.But I don't know that the mermaid princess is carnivorous?
"You, you, you, you, you say lunch?"

"Not there, I saw her flee to the wheelhouse."

At this time, a figure walked out from the cabin near the bow of the mast with Di Yue's familiar walking style.

He was dressed in a costume unlike anyone else on this ship.

Unlike the small Shillong military uniform, which is based on aqua blue, it is a yellow and white military uniform reminiscent of sandy soil.

He was General Shamo who accompanied them as Dashillon's special envoy.

"You should look in the opposite direction."

After all, he is a royal envoy who belongs to a neighboring country and has a higher status than his own country.

Perhaps they knew that if they didn't obey the order at this time, they would lose face, so the crew could only touch their noses and lower their eyes to leave.

Standing in front of them who were standing with their backs to the wooden box, Xiao Mo said in a low voice: "I really don't agree with your approach."

I thought he was blaming Di Yue for hiding the stowaway, but he didn't seem to be referring to it.

After looking at Di Yue's whole body, he handed the brown coat he was wearing to Di Yue and said, "Just wearing this and running out to enjoy the sea breeze. You'll catch a cold."

Di Yue gently turned her head aside.

Even if he didn't tell her she would understand, but that was months ago.

"No, I don't want to borrow military uniforms from other countries."

"This is my personal casual clothes."

"I appreciate your kindness."

Xiao Mo turned his gaze to An Lei.The spy raised his hands and said in a playful, flirtatious tone, "Don't look at me like that!"

Then he continued: "I didn't do anything, and I didn't give her any crooked ideas."

"It's true. No one has given me any advice. Since I don't feel cold, I don't want to borrow other people's clothes. I would borrow them from Saraleki if I had to, that's all."

"...Since this is the case, borrow it from him quickly, or it will be too late when you feel uncomfortable."

"I think you have the wrong object of worry."

He didn't answer, just squinted his eyes slightly, and pulled the scar next to his eyebrows a little.

"Sara is in the dormitory, didn't you follow him properly?"

"This is his boat. As long as there are no major problems, Little Shillong Sara is safe in principle. That's right, as long as there are no major problems."

The expression on his face was still such that no one could tell what was going on in his heart, Xiaomo withdrew his left hand.

Di Yue looked at the joints that moved so naturally, and wondered in his head if they were real hands?
Is his left hand real?
Or is it a prosthetic that is exquisitely crafted and has the same functions as a living body?
But is there really a prosthetic limb as soft and warm as human skin in this world?
(End of this chapter)