Lin Laoshi and Jia Wenjun were in room number five. Lin Laoshi couldn't stay up late and had already returned to his room to rest.

As a property staff member, Jia Wenjun was responsible for the finishing work. Moreover, Anna instructed her to check for any signs of anchor dragging before leaving. Anchor dragging meant the anchor wasn't holding, and there was a risk of being scraped away or washed away. She needed to confirm everything was safe before she could go to sleep.

Bai Ma Shan and Lü Maowang, who was already sitting in his seat, eyes open, sleeping, were both in room number six. Bai Ma Shan had also drunk quite a bit. He didn't talk much, but he was an excellent listener, listening to Lao Hu talk about the rotten things in his company and at home, nodding in agreement from time to time, which made Lao Hu even more energetic as he spoke.

Zhao Di, who had been sleeping for a while, suddenly woke up with a start. She was clearly very sleepy, but she couldn't sleep soundly. She felt dry-mouthed, and her head was still spinning badly.

Seeing Hu Si Xiang still drinking, she found a glass on the table and had Lao Hu pour her half a glass of red wine, which she drank in one gulp. Because she drank so fast, the red wine flowed down the corner of her mouth, from Zhao Di's slender, fair neck to the inside of her clothes. She didn't care and fell asleep again after drinking. Lao Hu looked at her shapely figure and slender legs from the side and swallowed hard.

Seeing that she was really asleep, Lao Hu looked at her and said to Lao Bai in a low voice, "To be honest, I just like women like Xiao Zhao, glamorous and fiery, but also loyal to their husbands and able to earn money. I would be satisfied if my wife had even a tenth of her qualities."

"It's not that bad. Your wife gave you a big, fat son. You're away for long periods of time, and she takes care of the children at home by herself. I've experienced that kind of hardship, and it's not easy. Be content that you have someone like that to manage your home base."

Bai Ma Shan's speech was already somewhat slurred, but he still tried to persuade Lao Hu to be more considerate of his wife. Lü Maowang next to him had already started snoring.

Gong Dalong helped Wang Laoyezi back to his room and then came out again. He was originally in the same room as Laoyezi, but he had told Anna early on that he would sleep on the floor in the captain's room tonight, claiming that he wanted to keep everyone safe at all times. Sleeping up there made it easier to observe and deal with emergencies. If there were sudden and unexpected changes in the weather at night, he could notify everyone as soon as possible.

In reality, he was only doing this to make it easier for Sun Jiaojiao to come up and meet him in private.

Gong Dalong came to the deck and couldn't find Sun Jiaojiao anywhere. He assumed she had already returned to her room, while Zhao Di, who was in the same room as her, was still slumped on the table and showed no sign of going back to sleep.

Gong Dalong asked Hu Si Xiang, who was still chatting away, "What's her situation? Is she going to sleep on the deck tonight?"

"Looks like it. Someone like her can't go back," Hu Si Xiang said, his eyes staring unscrupulously at Zhao Di's thighs.

"Lao Bai, why don't we all sleep on the deck tonight? I don't think Lü Maowang will be able to go back to his room to sleep either. The entertainment room has ready-made cushions and thin blankets. I'll go get them later."

"Can we do that? What if we catch a cold?" Bai Ma Shan shook his head.

"What are we afraid of with blankets? We can drink and look at the stars. The boat is rocking back and forth, like a cradle, so comfortable." Hu Si Xiang was determined. Zhao Di was sleeping here, so he would sleep here tonight.

He had the desire but not the courage. He would never be able to share a bed with a beauty like Zhao Di in this lifetime, but sleeping on the deck together, even if they weren't under the same blanket, could be considered "sleeping together" in a broad sense.

Thinking this, he was even more unwilling to go back and face the tigress at home.

Seeing that the others were determined, Gong Dalong muttered to himself, if they slept here, then Sun Jiaojiao might be seen when she came up to find him at night. Since Zhao Di was going to sleep here, why didn't he just go to Sun Jiaojiao's room and take care of business now?

Having drunk alcohol, Gong Dalong was emboldened by lust. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he turned around and went back to the cabin to find room number one.

Manager Gong looked at the door numbers in a daze and finally found number "1", not knowing that this was the "7" that Hu Si Xiang had just broken the small horizontal line off of.

He was drunk and pushed open the door with force.

The room was dim, and the faint light from the wall lamp only allowed him to see a person lying vaguely on the bed.

This person was facing away from Manager Gong, revealing a touch of flesh from the edge of the dark blanket.

"She's already ready and waiting for me." Manager Gong smiled lecherously. Although the alcohol and the rocking of the boat made him a little dizzy and unsteady on his feet, this didn't prevent him from being overwhelmed by lust.

He locked the door and turned off the light, took out the blue pill he had prepared from his pocket, swallowed it, and was instantly full of energy. He quickly took off his clothes and pounced like a tiger to get down to business.

Hao Jianing, who was in bed, was also in a daze, thinking that it was Hu Si Xiang who had returned with his sleeping son in his arms, so she didn't open her eyes and rolled together with the man on top of her.

Although they both felt that the other person's figure had changed somewhat, the alcohol numbed the doubts in their minds.

While the two were frolicking in the room, Jia Wenjun had just finished checking all the safety points on the ship and returned to the deck.

At this time, Lü Maowang and Zhao Di were already asleep at the table, and Bai Ma Shan was half-closed eyes. Only Lao Hu was still saying things that only he could understand.

"Brother Hu, are you sleeping here tonight?"

Hu Si Xiang hiccupped, "Yeah, do you want to join us?"

"No, I'll go back to sleep in a while." After she finished speaking, she felt a wave of dizziness and had to hold on to the back of the chair next to her to steady herself.

She had felt dizzy when she went to check the boat just now. She didn't know if it was because the seasickness symptoms were getting worse at night or something else, but she felt a little nauseous, and her stomach was faintly aching.

Could it be that her period was coming? But the timing wasn't right.

Feeling increasingly dizzy, Jia Wenjun could only sit down in the chair first. Someone had been in the toilet for a while, and she couldn't go in, so she could only sit here and wait for a while.

At this moment, Zhao Di, who was sitting across from her, suddenly woke up again for some reason. She clutched her stomach, "I can't do it anymore, I feel so bad, I need to go to the toilet."

She stood up unsteadily, her legs wouldn't listen to her at all, and she fell to the deck. The sports camera clipped to Zhao Di's chest also rolled to the edge of the deck.

Bai Ma Shan wanted to get up, but he was too drunk and struggled several times on the swaying deck without being able to get up.

Hu Si Xiang staggered over and hugged Zhao Di, who had fallen to the ground, wanting to pull her up was true, but wanting to take advantage of the opportunity was also true.

Although Zhao Di felt uncomfortable all over, she would never let anyone take advantage of her for nothing. She endured the nausea and pushed away Hu Si Xiang, who was hugging her, and slowly crawled forward on the deck.

Hu Si Xiang was timid, and when he saw Zhao Di resisting, he didn't dare to do it again. He could only awkwardly say to Jia Wenjun, who also looked uncomfortable, "Xiao Jia, she needs to go to the toilet, why don't you help her to the stern of the ship? We promise not to look."

Forgetting that Lü Maowang was sleeping with his eyes open, he turned Lü Maowang, who was snoring with his face up, to the other side and added, "Girls are peeing, don't look."

Jia Wenjun saw that the person in the toilet just wouldn't come out. She didn't want to go to the toilet, but she wanted to vomit. Even if she didn't support Zhao Di, she would have to go to the stern of the ship herself.

Seeing Zhao Di crawling and falling on the deck, Jia Wenjun had no choice but to endure her discomfort and force herself to go over and help her up.

But Zhao Di didn't cooperate at all and didn't want anyone to touch her. Even though she was drunk and disoriented, she still acted like a spoiled child, throwing a tantrum and insisting on crawling on her own. Jia Wenjun felt like the contents of her stomach were already reaching her throat, and Zhao Di on the ground weighed a ton. She couldn't take care of her anymore, so she supported herself and walked quickly to the stern of the ship, holding onto the railing and vomiting for a long time.

She thought that she would feel better after vomiting, but she didn't expect the dizziness in her head to not only not lessen but to become even more severe.

Jia Wenjun could barely stand up straight. She held onto the railing and tried to stand up with force, but her legs suddenly felt like they had lost consciousness and were soft and limp. The next second, her hands also couldn't exert any strength. She was like someone who had been drained of her energy and spirit, and she fell directly to the deck.

If it weren't for the railing next to her blocking her, she would have fallen into the sea.

Jia Wenjun's consciousness gradually dissipated. She wanted to shout for help, but she couldn't make a sound, and she didn't have any strength in her body. She didn't know what was happening to her, but she was sure that it wasn't seasickness or drunkenness.

Could it be that she ate something wrong? But she didn't eat anything special tonight. Besides, she ate what others ate, so why didn't others have these symptoms?

Just as she was anxiously thinking about how to ask for help, she saw Zhao Di panting and crawling towards her with a painful expression.

Jia Wenjun's heart sank. Could it be...that she was the same as her? What about the others?