Ye Cheng suddenly made a silent movement to Chen Luoxue. He raised his ears and listened for a moment and giggled. "Wife, did you hear anything?"

"What's wrong with the waves, the calls of seabirds, and the mechanical sounds?"

Ye Cheng smiled mysteriously, nailed the chart to another monitor, and then pointed to the top of his finger and said, "The sound of crutches."

"Master!"

Ye Cheng nodded, his hands were in a circle, and the gentleman had just struck a few distinct strokes to prompt him. "Next, some talk! Wife, you just eat, sleep and have fun. The rest is handed over to your husband.

"Smelly, shameless, so loud,...