Jiang Xinli glanced at the Dolphin Captain waiting quietly to the side. "Little Ying, let's go inside."
"Alright." Xuan Ying swept her up into his arms.
Noticing her new formal court gown and the strong scent of male Sea Clan pheromones on her, his vertical pupils deepened, and a flicker of irritation sparked within him.
Once inside, Xuan Ying smoothly sat her on his lap, pulling her into his embrace.
"Little Bumble, I sent you a lot of messages earlier. How come you didn't reply to a single one?"
"Huh?" Jiang Xinli froze, tapping open her Light Computer. "There's nothing here..."
Xuan Ying looked, and sure enough, the screen was blank.
"Around what time did you send them?" she asked.
Xuan Ying told her the time.
Jiang Xinli thought for a moment. 'That was right when I was sleeping so soundly on Yun Bo's abs.'
'But the Light Computers on our wrists were all issued by the Interstellar Central Prison and have individual, encrypted Genetic Locks. Only the owner can use them.'
