Three favorite cute wives: The bride of the strange thief is too hot

She followed the sound and saw an oriental face that was very different from the people in front of her.

The pirate's attire gave him a gentle and elegant temperament, but his plump muscles made him look like a man.

The few men who provoked her just now confronted him, but it could be seen from their words and deeds that they were partners with him and were discussing something.

The Chinese man exchanged a few words with them in their own language, and the inadvertent calm exuded authority, but did not give people a strong sense of oppression.Several men walk away.

"With such a good skill, is it worth committing suicide?" The man said as he went to the deck to pull the canvas.

This is a medium-sized sailing ship with simple equipment. There are messy piles of wine barrels on the deck, as well as chess and cards, and long and short knives and guns.

This group of people wore cowboy hats, and their clothes smelled of sea water. The mixed color of sea and soil looked dirty, full of traces of wind and sun.There were sheaths on their belts and boots, and every man could be seen carrying three or five knives of various kinds.

is a pirate.

Mo Han looked at the man who rescued her, "You saved me?"

The man wound the canvas rope several times and tied it tightly to the pole. The canvas floated up with the wind, driving the hull of the boat.The light-colored linen shirt swayed with the sea breeze, outlining his thick biceps, and it was strange that it was not out of harmony with that exquisite face.

The man took out a paper-wrapped item from a box on the deck and handed it to her.It was a biscuit.

Seeing that she didn't intend to accept, the man smiled leisurely: "It doesn't matter if you thank me or hate me, since you're alive, Lord Yama doesn't want you. If you can't die, just live well!"

When the sun was setting, the sun was on the back of his head. Looking up from her angle, he saw the sun cast a halo on his face.Even in his savage pirate costume, he smiled like a...angel?
This is the first time she has never looked at a man with appreciation.Mo Han was taken aback by her sudden strange thoughts, pretended to be indifferent, and turned away to ignore him.Anyway, what she is best at is isolating people.

The man walked away, Mohan didn't care.Judging from her indifferent experience, no man can bear her attitude of rejecting her for too long, and over time, even if she takes a fancy to her beauty, she will stay away with respect.

What's more, she is now wearing a human skin mask, her appearance is not ordinary vulgar.

The man returned to the deck after a while, and Mohan caught a glimpse of something more in his hand... a stove.He lit a fire for the stove, and lighting a fire in the face of a strong wind is a skilled job. At this time, the canvas was rattled by the wind, and Mo Han laughed secretly, what a fool.

However, this idea was quickly disillusioned.A few matches in his hand scratched across the thigh of the jeans, forcibly scratching a few thin marks.The man skillfully threw the flames into the carbon pile of the stove, and the fire caught fire in a short while.Because the gap in the stove is small, the wind blowing through not only cannot extinguish the fire, but also brings oxygen to the fire to support the combustion.

After a while, a faint fragrance came to the nostrils, the smell of charcoal, mixed with a faint fragrance of flowers and herbs.The man handed the hot biscuits to her.

Although the appearance was not very good, the smell of the hot and smoky pancake really made her want to eat it.And the fragrance of this cake is still fragrant.

Mo Han took it, but it was really hot in her hand, she couldn't help holding it for a while and then switched to the other hand, constantly rubbing her fingers to dissipate heat.

The face is very ordinary, but the skin of the fingers is still smooth and tender.The year before she entered the master training, she followed the day horse, and suffered a lot of injuries to her limbs and body. After the injuries were cured, they were either scars or calluses.Later, Ye Ma took her and often gave her some medicine for abrasions, and asked the deer to inject her with a body recovery nutrient solution to make her skin heal faster.So her fingertips are pink like many 16-year-old girls.

She had always acted like nothing could shake her, but now she was a bit embarrassed, but she still tried her best to restrain the unbearable burn, which the man found very interesting.He naturally took the pancake in her hand. His hands were fair and slender, except that his skin was rough like a man's, but the shape of his hands was beautiful.

The man broke the cake in half, revealing the brown filling inside, which was fragrant.

"Rose cake." As he said, he took a piece of thicker paper to wrap the cake and handed it to her again.

She took a bite, and the taste was indeed different, and the heat intensified the scent of the flowers.

She had no interest in where they came from or where they were going.Pirates, they are always at home in the world.The deadline for Yema to perform the mission is coming soon, and she has to go back in only two days. At this time, she is at a loss, not knowing what to do, and what to do in the future.

She has always lived with a purpose, and the training at the base has cultivated her sense of time urgency, but at this moment, she suddenly felt that it would be nice to spend a while like this.

At least this man is not harmful.

She just stayed quietly and had to leave sooner or later. On the first day, she almost sat cross-legged on the deck, turning herself into a sculpture.A few foreign men pointed at her and came to talk to her, but she couldn't read the meaning in the eyes she looked at her, she just subconsciously alienated them.

Even though the face is not hers now, she still protects herself habitually, and unconsciously took a short knife from the deck.

He walked over, and the men walked away automatically like the owner of the prey.Only then did Mo Han loosen his grip on the knife.

"They asked if you wanted to go to the party," the man said.

get together?

Just when I was puzzled, I heard the sound of drums in the room, and several men shouted in strange languages, but I have to say that their sense of rhythm is very strong, and it sounds good together.

"They are friendly and won't hurt you." The man held out his hand to her.

Mo Han turned her face away, still sitting quietly.

A smile was drawn on the corner of the man's lips, and he was born with a carefree attitude.He brought a guitar from the house.It was a wooden guitar, dilapidated and heavy, with tarnished strings.

He was sitting on the ship's side, with one tall and proud leg on the side and the other on the deck, letting the guitar fall on his body, playing the tune against the setting sun and the sea breeze.

She couldn't understand what song he was singing, it seemed to be a song in their language.But no matter what they say, their language seems to be arguing, very rude and barbaric, and it is used by him to sing and hum, but it seems to have a unique style and intriguing food.

Mohan gradually turned to him, put her hands on her knees and rested her chin, watching how he played and sang.

It was the first time in her life that she looked at a man for such a long time, and she didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

"Nice?" He closed the strings, with a smile in his eyes.

She nodded.

After all, she is only a 16-year-old girl, no matter how hard her heart is, she will be melted.

"There are better ones." The man stood up and handed her his hand, but this time she unexpectedly held his hand.

If he fell to the ground due to injury during training, the day horse would not pull her up. When the night horse pulled her up, he would just point his arms at her and let her climb up on his arm like a tree branch.

This simple gesture has been used countless times by ordinary people, but this is the first time for her.

It turns out that trusting someone is not that difficult.

After that, she danced with them in the house, learned their language and sang loudly, and was lifted up and turned around by them without feeling disgusted. Looking back on her later days, these were the happiest and most incomparable times.

They dragged her to the deck and showed her the gestures pirates used to declare war and tease each other, it was rude, but she thought it was very funny.

"Try?" the man asked her, Mo smiled so hard that she waved her hands and shook her head.Then he dragged her into the middle of the crowd and asked her to imitate him, squatting with both legs like a horse stance, with her buttocks raised, and her middle finger pointed forward. Roaring like a lion.

She couldn't help it, and the men were booing, so she thought about it, so she would do it anyway, and she would never see them again anyway.Anyway, this face is not his own.

She did as she did, and it was a bit embarrassing to pout her buttocks, and she wanted to act like a villain on purpose, which made her uncomfortable at first.

The man shook his head, and acted earnestly for her. His eyes must be bulging like a carp, and his mouth must be open in a square shape, as if it could fit a piece of soap.A handsome face turned into such a ghostly look in a second, it was really hard work, Mohan was mobilized by him, and after a few tries, she learned very well, a group of people applauded and whistled, she thought Making everyone happy is also my value on this ship.

The aftermath of the party lasted for a long time, and a group of people were so drunk that they lay down on the deck half-drunk, groaning.Mo Han didn't drink, someone asked her to drink, but the man stopped her for her.He seems to hold a good amount of alcohol, and after drinking so much, he still doesn't blush and his mind is not disturbed.

"It's great to be a man." A good-looking man is something to look up to, and a good-looking woman will cause trouble.

"Want to be like a man?" The man was very interested, and pulled her to the open space on the deck, "Follow me."

There was still a lot of food left on the dining table. The man grabbed the chicken leg with one hand and the steak with the other and ate it like a cow chewing grass. The huge amount of food was quickly wiped out.

It's very heroic!Following his example, Mo Han gnawed carelessly, her eyes widened, and she dabbled in other foods while eating, for fear that the delicious food would be snatched away later.

Because of his small mouth and small stomach, he was naturally no match for him. In the end, his mouth was filled with oil, and he almost choked himself to death!

"I can't compare to you in terms of food, can you compare to the head office in terms of drinking?" Mo Han refused, the man stretched out his finger and waved it, then turned around and called a brother over, asking Mo Han to compare with him.

The man has well-developed limbs and looks like he has a big appetite. A group of people filled them with more than a dozen bowls of fruit juice, and the two of them started drinking one bowl after another non-stop at both ends of the long dining table.

The sound of gurgling is more exciting than a fighter jet. She stepped on the stool with one hand and put one hand in her waist to make herself drink more comfortably. He snatched it up, drank it all, wiped his mouth with his hand, and put the empty bowl upside down on his head, not a single drop was left.

He has been watching from the side, looking at her as if she has been enlightened, she looks completely different from when she was just rescued up.He also poured himself a bowl of juice, touched her empty bowl to celebrate her, and when he drank it, it was actually mixed with wine?
"You gave her a drink?!" The man glanced at the group of people coldly, forgetting to speak Chinese in a hurry.