Sea Survival, Day 20, 2:00 AM
rWen Nannan was resting when she heard a faint noise above her.
rShe sat up abruptly, grabbed the kitchen knife by her bedside, and glared at the ceiling.
rClick—
rThe ventilation duct opened.
rWen Nannan took a step back, her hand holding the knife trembling.
rThe next moment, a person's head extends out-
rIt was a familiar face: Lu Huai, the kitchen chef who couldn't even carve a flower, but had risen to his position of head chef with luck and charm.
rLu Huai glanced at the knife in Wen Nannan's hand, then landed on her bed with a graceful leap. He looked around and asked in a low voice,
Novel Bin 