In the pitch-black closed cabin, a mobile phone buckled on the ground used flashlight mode to illuminate the beauty of the four friends.
They sat in a circle around their mobile phones, in the gently rocking cabin, either out of breath, disgraced, or exhausted both physically and mentally.
"It's finally quiet..." Yue Shuai let out a long sigh, but he sat upright, maintaining a posture with his two palms pressed against his left and right temples respectively, motionless and persistent, as if he was absorbing the magical melody in his mind with the power of his palms. come out.
"I can Fcuking sing now," Wei Tianhang, who felt the same way, pulled off the rubber band of his pigtails, crawled through his loose hair with his hands, and shook his crossed legs unconsciously, "The sharks here don't breathe. ~~Here..."
Captain Yue glanced at the knife and swung it away.
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