I, Pirate Shichibukai

Crocodile, who was two positions behind Rouge, looked at Rouge's swaying figure, the corners of his mouth were slightly upward, and he had already designed an excellent plan in his mind.

To be honest, Crocodile was still curious about how Rouge concealed her pregnancy. Seeing that she was also wearing a tight dress, she couldn't see any sign of a big belly.

But don't worry, it won't be long before you can see for yourself what's going on!

Rouge didn't even notice that the "shy" big boy behind him was making up his mind. Is this considered to be the introduction of a wolf into the room.

It didn't take long for the two to arrive at Rouge's place.

"Beautiful lady, your taste is really good. These buildings and this Little Garden really complement each other and make people linger." Crocodile pretended to be very knowledgeable, looked around, and finally focused his eyes. On Rouge.

Compared with the dead scene that can't move at all, the wonderful talent in front of you is the real scene!

Rouge's face was slightly hot, and of course she could hear the specific meaning of this strange big boy's words.

What is there to see here, it is an ordinary courtyard, at best it is clean and tidy, it is himself who really makes him linger!

But Rouge didn't dare to say this, not even a hint of inclination. She didn't want innocent people to be implicated by her. This handsome big boy should find a better girl than himself and spend the rest of his life peacefully. .

"Come in and have a cup of tea, you must be exhausted after walking so far." Rouge changed the subject. In her eyes, Crocodile was a weak scholar who was helpless to carry such a heavy thing. It was really embarrassing for him to go this far.

Crocodile was worried about not getting a chance to get close to Rouge. Seeing this, he climbed up the pole and nodded excitedly.

Rouge shook his head helplessly, the young man was just impulsive, the expression on his face would not be concealed at all, one could tell what was on his mind at a glance.

If Crocodile knew that Rouge thought so, he probably would have laughed out loud.

The living room is not very large, but it is very warm, and there is a faint fragrance in the air, which makes people fascinated.

Rouge glanced at Crocodile angrily, as if blaming him for not paying attention to his own image at all. Don't he know that girls' rooms can't be scrutinized arbitrarily.

Although there is a little resentment in her heart, Rouge still has a good impression of Crocodile in general, which reminds her of the shy boys she met when she was young. It is very good to hide the thoughts in my heart, but I don't know that it has been written clearly on the face.

Sitting on the sofa, holding a cup of silver-white tea in his hand, Crocodile looked a little restrained, and his body kept twisting, looking a little funny.

Seeing this scene, Rouge couldn't help covering his mouth and smiled, and said, "You're nervous, I don't eat people."

A frown and a smile, very moving.

Crocodile smiled embarrassedly, looking a little "embarrassed".

Crocodile is really tired now. Fuck, the actor is really not that easy to be a good actor. Is it easy to pretend to be pure, but looking at the current situation, his acting skills are not bad, and there are no flaws.

On the surface, Rouge looked like an ordinary person, but it was still a little inconvenient to move. He found out when he was pouring tea for Crocodile.

"I don't know the lady's name yet. Let me introduce myself first. I'm a wandering poet. You can teach me Dahl." Crocodile's face raised a bright smile, like a spring breeze. Little fan girl.

Rouge hesitated for a moment, and finally said his name, but he didn't say it all, covering up part of it.

After chatting with Rouge for a while, Crocodile babbled nonsense, throwing out some classic verses from past lives from time to time, attracting bursts of obsessive eyes.

In Rouge's heart, he still yearns for his other half to be a learned scholar. Although Roger is excellent in every aspect, he always has a little regret.

Meeting Dar this time gave Rouge a feeling of opening his eyes. Could it be that he was destined to meet a man he admired?

However, the cruel reality is in front of Rouge's eyes. She and Dahl have no hope at all. She has the bloodline known as the most evil in her body.

Rouge firmly believes that Marine's demons who eat people and don't spit out bones will not let a slip through the net. As for herself, she can't protect herself now, and there are still other things to think about.

Crocodile took the opportunity to go out.

He really didn't expect that the idea of ​​​​his mind would have such a miraculous effect. It seems that his face is really good, and he can fool some people.

Thinking of this, the corner of Crocodile's mouth cracked into an unknown smile, and it felt so out of tune when matched with his voice.

"Desert—sandstorm!" Crocodile slowly raised his right hand, and a small wind whirled in the center of his palm.

Time to make some surprises!

As soon as Crocodile's consciousness moved, the small cyclone was thrown to the sea not far from Rouge's house.

The sandstorm grew as long as the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it was already the size of a house, roaring towards Batrila Island.

Looking at the approaching tornado, the evil smile on Crocodile's face grew stronger.

Back in the living room again, Rouge has prepared a stack of fruit bowls, the style is quite delicate, it seems that it really took a lot of effort.

Seeing Dahl's return, Rouge slowly stood up and lightly folded his blond hair, like a little daughter-in-law waiting for her husband.

"I took a look outside just now, and the weather seems to have gotten a little worse." Crocodile said with a low expression.

As soon as he finished speaking, the strong wind roared past the window, the curtains were blown high, Rouge was caught off guard, and the corners of his skirt were blown by the strong wind, and for a while, his long legs as white as jade appeared in Crocodile's line of sight.

"Yeah!" Rouge exclaimed, and hurriedly fastened his skirt tightly, biting down on the chun, blushing almost bleeding.

Crocodile turned his head in embarrassment, and said in a panic, "I didn't cut anything, really!"

Pooh!

Rouge secretly spit in his heart, this little devil, there is no silver tael here, what is he doing so obviously!

However, Crocodile's performance gave Rouge a fledgling feeling. This big boy doesn't seem to have experienced that kind of thing. It's really interesting to see him panic. *