Traversing the night, Luo Xiu saw the brightly lit yacht from afar. He smelled the tempting aroma of stir-fried green peppers and pork in the air, and suddenly, he felt as if he were coming home.
On this deserted island at sea, the comforting signs of life were a unique and welcome pleasure.
The three women shared a large room, while the isolated Luo Xiu stayed in a small room not far from the deck.
Upon boarding the yacht, Luo Xiu heard Sun Li and Xia Chan giggling in their room, but he had no idea what they were up to.
Su Shenyun, on the other hand, was alone on the deck, enjoying the breeze.
The food had been left in the kitchen. After Luo Xiu ate his fill, he lazily made his way to the deck.
"Where did you go? It took you so long to get back," Su Shenyun said, turning from where she leaned on the railing. Her tone was slightly dissatisfied.
