He patted himself heavily on the chest, that powerful movement, see the old helmsman feel pain.
Fortunately, this guy is drunk. It is estimated that he has to spit out a mouthful of blood at this time!
Feng Chenglin mumbled and mumbled, and said something indistinctly, while standing there with some vague eyes.
Look at this. It's a pattern of standing up to nap and falling asleep!
"Mr. wind?"
The old helmsman nudged him.
"Do you want someone to take you back to rest?"
“…… Well? " Feng Chenglin suddenly raised his head and opened his eyes, as if he was waking up from a dream: "why What are you doing? "
Old helmsman:
What are you doing?
What do you want?
What else can you do?!
"I said," do you want someone to take you back to rest? You see, it's getting light... "
"No! I want to watch the sunrise here Feng Chenglin stubbornly took a step forward. He hugged his arm and hung it on his body like this. He sobbed: "I want to see the sunrise on the sea I've never seen a sunrise Sunrise Sunrise... "
As the ship swayed, he was swaying, his body was low from time to time, and then he stood up again.
The old helmsman turned his head quietly and looked at his legs -
because he was drunk, the guy's knee couldn't stand at all.
When he was about to fall down, he stood up instinctively, that is, he did not fall!
"For the first time, I saw someone who was drunk like this and could still stand still..."
The old helmsman was proud and held his head high.
"I'm not bragging. No one can drink me in the mackerel family..."
"Who said I was drunk? I'm not drunk
Feng Chenglin raises his head unexpectedly and stares at the old helmsman with narrow eyes.