I have a special skill for dismantling CP

Ye Shuang was driving a boat on the East China Sea, without knowing the direction, just going forward.

From birth to now, he has never left Peach Blossom Island for half a step, and all his knowledge of the outside world is just hearsay.Therefore, he has no destination and no place he wants to go urgently. He just wants to leave Peach Blossom Island. As for the destination, Ye Shuang doesn't care.

Ye Shuang didn't rest for a moment, passed by several small islands on the way, met several fishing boats, and met the first stranger in his life.

He felt so fresh and so happy, he had never been so happy in his life.

He paddled harder, wanting to go faster, faster, hoping to set foot on a new land and see more people in the next moment.

But his boat was too small, even if he tried his best and was out of breath, he still moved so slowly.

Looking up, the scorching sun was in the sky, and it was noon.

Ye Shuang put away her oars, intending to rest for a while, eat something, and replenish her physical strength.

As soon as he took out the dry food and ate a few mouthfuls, he heard the faint sound of silk and bamboo coming from behind him. When he turned his head, he saw a large ornately decorated boat coming towards his direction with an astonishing speed.

Ye Shuang turned her head around and came up with a plan. She immediately threw away the rations, tied the burden obliquely around her body, and then rowed the oars to get as close to the big ship as possible.

When the big boat was approaching, Ye Shuang dropped the oar in his hand, stepped on the side of the boat, jumped up, and landed on the deck of the big boat on tiptoe.

There was a heavy building on the boat, in order to prevent anyone from discovering that he was rubbing against the boat, Ye Shuang sneaked into the building.

There was no one in the building, presumably they all gathered in the place where the music was played on the upper floor.

Ye Shuang couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, but before the breath was over, she heard the sound of footsteps on the deck, and in a panic, she turned around and entered a room on the left.

Fortunately, there was no one in the house.

Ye Shuang breathed out the breath she had just held back, and looked out through the crack of the door, and saw two people in similar attire walking through the passage with long guns in their hands.

Ye Shuang had never seen such strange costumes before, and he couldn't tell who they were. He just hid here, and when the boat docked, he left quietly. It was convenient for himself and others.

Ye Shuang inspected the whole room, and found that the furnishings here are very simple and clear, and there is nowhere to hide.

While worrying, Ye Shuang raised her eyes and saw the big bed with hanging curtains in front of her.

Thinking that no one would come to sleep in the blue sky, so he should not be found hiding under the quilt.

Ye Shuang got on the bed, rolled to the inside, saw that there was still a gap between the bed and the wall, so she took off her burden and put it in the gap, then lifted the brocade quilt on the bed, covered her head and lay down go in.

The bed was very soft, and the brocade quilt exuded a faint fragrance, which made Ye Shuang very uncomfortable.

With this comfort, the spirit relaxes, and when the spirit relaxes, people feel a little tired.

At the beginning, the upper and lower eyelids were still fighting, but after fighting, they fell in love with each other like glue, and they couldn't be separated anymore.

Ye Shuang couldn't bear to beat the mandarin ducks, so she thought that he only slept for a short while, and the boat was going so fast, maybe when he woke up, the boat would dock.

This time he slept very soundly.

But when Ye Shuang was still sleeping soundly, the door was pushed open.

A slender man in white staggered in, as if he had drunk too much, and walked crookedly towards the bed.

The man came to the bed, pulled back the bed curtain, lost his balance, and threw his clothes on the bed.

Ye Shuang woke up instantly.

But he didn't dare to move.

He hid under the quilt, his eyes wide open, and his ears pricked up to listen.

There was no movement, only the sound of deep breathing could be vaguely heard.

Fall asleep so soon?

Ye Shuang boldly poked out half of her head, the smell of alcohol almost knocked him out, she hastily pulled up the quilt a little more, covering her nose, only her eyes were exposed, she turned around, wanting to Figure out what's going on.

What came into view was the face of a young man, the most beautiful face in the world.

In Ye Shuang's life, he has only seen five men: himself, his father Huang Yaoshi, Wang Weng who delivered supplies to Peach Blossom Island, the fisherman he met just now, and this drunk sleeping man in front of him.

He originally thought that his father, Huang Yaoshi, was the most handsome man in the world.But as it said in the book, it really is that there are people outside the sky and people outside the sky. The man in front of him is so handsome that Ye Shuang can't find the right words to describe him, as if all the beautiful words can be used on him, but Can't sum up his description in case.

Ye Shuang fixedly stared at the face of the man who was close at hand, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, this man is so good-looking, it's good to see that the sky is angry and people complain, it's good to see that he wants to peel off this skin and stick it on his face.

He wanted to touch it, but before he could stretch out his hand, there was a series of footsteps at the door.

Ye Shuang raised her head slightly, and through the floating bed curtain, she vaguely saw the figure of a woman coming towards her.

Ye Shuang immediately retracted her head into the quilt, and then quickly squirmed under the quilt towards the crack of the bed where the burden was placed. After touching the edge of the bed, she quietly leaned sideways and sank herself into the narrow gap, and made another deft turn. , and lay down under the bed, and even picked up the burden.

Ye Shuang lay there motionless, holding her breath.

After a while, a woman's charming voice sounded in my ears: "Little prince?"

little prince?

It turned out that this person was a member of the royal family, no wonder he was so extraordinary.

Only to hear the woman say again: "Little lord, this servant is ordered by the lord to serve you to rest."

After finishing speaking, there was a rustling sound, presumably the woman was serving the young prince to undress.

Suddenly, the woman suddenly screamed, followed by another plop, presumably the woman fell on the bed.

The fine dust scattered down and landed on Ye Shuang's face.

Ye Shuang raised his hand to caress it, but the bed began to creak non-stop, and the dust also fell on his head and face.