A ck tweed coat, Vivian Mond did not refuse, took it, and put it on.
She walked towards the deck, and Destiny, somewhat uneasy, followed.
But only a dozen meters, Vivian Mond suddenly step a meal, turn back, cold as frost face turned to Destiny, “with me what? Afraid I’ll abscond back to C in the sub-zero temperatures of the sea?”N?velDrama.Org holds ? this.
The corners of Destiny’s mouth twitched slightly and she didn’t say anything.
In her heart, that’s really what she was thinking.
“Don’t worry, although I don’t want to go to the hidden tribe, but I don’t want to seek death either.”
The sea water has a temperature difference between day and night, and the temperature at night can reach below zero.
Not to mention whether you will get lost in the ocean, just fall into the sea now, do not know if you can survive until tomorrow.
However, Destiny was worried that Vivian Mond would steal the kayak and escape.
Vivian Mond did not say anything more, turned to the deck, the sea breeze, she gathered the clothes on her body, feeling the cold sea breeze, only to feel the cold temperature of the heart and the temperature of the sea.
Icy cold stinging, heartache.
Her steps were slow, like she was taking a walk, and at the same timementing Houghton’s financial strength.
This a super luxury big yacht, at least from the price of ten million.
But exactly how much, Vivian Mond is really not sure.
Standing on the deck, Vivian Mond suddenly remembered “Titanic”, that beautiful love, let her think of Morris Cheal again.
Suddenly, she wanted to stand on the deck with Morris Cheal and blow the wind.
Leaning on the railing, looking at the dark night sky above the few stars, in addition to the sound of the wind is the sound of the waves rolled in a burst.
The wind was strong at night and the boat swayed with it. Shemented that she was not seasick, otherwise she would not have been able to carry the swaying of the boat.
After a while, Houghton came over, “It’s cold outside, go down. If you catch a coldter, it’s not good.”
Vivian Mond looked back at Houghton, through the deck lights, she clearly saw Houghton’s face, after the vicissitudes of life, his face looks extra kind and amiable, with a few old.
She was tempted to ask: Houghton, if I still want to leave after going to the Hidden Tribe, will you threaten me with the lives of my adoptive parents or my two children to stay?
But Vivian Mond finally did not dare to ask, she was afraid.
Fear that Houghton will nod and admit, and fear that Houghton did not think so much, she said more than reminded Houghton.
“I’m hungry. I want to eat the chicken you made for me wrapped in lotus leaves.”
When I was a kid, I trained with Houghton in the mountains, hunted, and shot pheasants, and Houghton would make her ruffled chicken.
At that time, hunting was not illegal.
Houghton finished hunting the pheasant, processed the pheasant clean, put on the seasoning, found the ruffled leaves wrapped around the pheasant, wrapped with anotheryer of yellow y, and put it in the fire to burn.
I don’t know if Houghton is good at it or what, but Vivian Mond has made it herself a few times, but it didn’t taste good.
On the contrary, Houghton’s lotus leaf chicken not only has no fishy smell, but also has the light fragrance of lotus leaves, rich in vor, tender and juicy, extra delicious.
“You will be difficult for me. How am I going to make you lotus leaf wrapped chicken here?” Houghton saw Vivian Mond initiate the request and thought she should have lost her anger.
So he added, “I’ll make carp for you. You loved my carp when you were little.”
This sounded like he was trying to make Vivian Mond happy.
Vivian Mond knew that Houghton had feelings for her and doted on her.
If she was willing to stay in the Hidden n for the rest of her life, they were just as affectionate.
But the opposite …
Who could know how it would end?
“Yes, it’s good to eat carp on the sea.” Vivian Mond nodded and didn’t refuse.