Pirate: They always think that Dover is my CP

"You can't really share the same brain with that idiot Rosinandi, right?"

Mo An tilted her head as she spoke, and her warm breath spread all over her face because of her movements.

If you ignore the terrible feeling of oppression and just look at the movements, they really look like a pair of lovers embracing each other intimately.

Doflamingo stared at the smiling face in front of him, and the corners of his mouth that were sinking were being pushed upward by Moan's fingers.

"You always bring him up at inappropriate times."

They were so close that Doflamingo's deep and pleasant voice made Mo An's ears numb.

Mo An could also clearly feel that his already unstable mood took a turn for the worse.

The hands on her waist slowly tightened, as if they were about to strangle her in two at any time.

"Kill him if you really hate him that much~" Mo An raised the corner of his mouth, "I haven't been with him every day for so many years. If you really want to assassinate him, you can't do it~"

After all, Rosinandi is not as important as Ace. In the past, when she could only cooperate with him, Mo An would not necessarily cause trouble for him.

"You are really annoying." Doflamingo couldn't help but laugh wildly, "Do you have to strip me so clean?"

The two of them are really similar sometimes, and they both use laughter to hide their true emotions.

It's just that Mo'an is gentle and reserved, while Dover is unbridled and arrogant.

"You guys are really weird," Mo An couldn't help but laugh, "If you're so angry, why are you still staring at me?"

Liking her really doesn't do any good to these people, and they still can't get a response.

And jealous?

Is this really the emotion someone like Dover would feel?

"What about you?" Doflamingo's tone was full of sarcasm, "How are you doing?"

Of course Mo An understood what he was talking about and sneered, "I just said you are not as cute as that little unfortunate guy."

Doflamingo's hand clasping the back of her neck suddenly became stronger and controlled the thrashing head.

The hot lips attached to the mouth that always spoke annoying words, biting it as if in revenge.

Mo An's eyes darkened and she wanted to push his face away.

But Dover really knows how to arouse her desire to win.

It was really scary to get used to this kind of thing, and she got used to this kind of intimacy too quickly.

It was really hard for her to refuse the approach of someone like Dover, who was full of lust and stepped on her preferences.

This kind of thing is completely instinctive.

The lips and teeth were grinding together, the breath was entangled, and there was no tenderness at all.

The smell of blood soon filled the mouth.

The crazy plundering made his breathing start to heat up, and he gradually lost control.

A dark color flashed quickly in Mo An's eyes, and he opened his mouth to bite his neck.

His teeth scraped his skin, and the strong smell of blood filled his mouth. This disgusting feeling temporarily suppressed the strangeness in his heart.

She seems to have been drinking something strange today.

However, her actions made Doflamingo's laughter become even more unbridled.

His pleasant voice all revealed his happy mood.

His fingers sank into the soft hair, controlling Mo An's movements in this position.

"Ann," his voice was like a devil's whisper, seducing people, "I almost thought you really had no feelings. Why don't you continue? Don't you like it very much?"

"Stop making trouble, Dover," Mo An tilted his head slightly, touched his prickly short blond hair, and motioned for him to let go of her, "It's just a normal physiological reaction. You are also a man, so you should know it very well."

Perhaps because he was in a really good mood, Doflamingo only remained in a stalemate for a moment, and then he obediently let go of Mo An.

There was a neat and clear tooth mark on his neck, and blood flowed down his neck, staining the collar of his white shirt red.

He stretched out his hand and wiped the bright red on Mo An's lips with his fingertips.

"An, it's time to stop thinking about your brother." He really knew Mo An very well and knew when to say these words. Mo An wouldn't be so angry. "You definitely don't want him to find out in the end, and then Can’t it end?”

Over the years, when Mo An mentioned Ace, his feelings became increasingly difficult to hide.

Doflamingo brushed away the broken hair from Mo An's forehead and stared into those black eyes as deep as a deep pool.

It’s no longer as smooth as last time.

Although it's not obvious, it's definitely changing.

His reflection can be clearly seen there.

Mo An slapped his hand away and lowered his eyes.

That's easy to say, doesn't she know?

But it’s really hard…

However, her eyelids were quickly pulled open again, and her chin was lifted by a big hand.

"I still prefer the way you only see me."

Mo An: "..."

Kicked him away without mercy.

"Dover~ Have you forgotten your identity again?" Mo An grinded his teeth and returned to his frivolous and not serious look again, "You still have to show more respect to the master. Don't say it before you speak next time. Forgot to call master!"

Doflamingo had no intention of hiding at all, which made Moan sigh impatiently.

"Do you really like hearing that?" He fell to the ground without getting up. He just bent his fingers and pulled Mo An over with invisible threads. "If you want me to do this kind of thing, you have to take the initiative to give me something." Reward?"

Mo An gave him a backhand punch and said expressionlessly: "Is this reward enough?"

Then it was replaced by more wild laughter.

They are the same type of people. The normal way of chatting with others is to not tell the truth.

Or it takes eight hundred detours, leaving you unable to guess which twist and turn the tiny bit of useful information is hidden in.

It's useless to listen to what they say. It's better to know what they think than to see what they do.

But when it was just the two of them, the situation was a little different.

Probably because some things had been stripped away in front of Mo An, Doflamingo became even more unscrupulous in his words and deeds.

"Do you think this kind of behavior is a reward?" He took Mo An's hand and sat up, pulling her into his arms. He kissed her passionately again on the thick, moderately shaped lips.

Mo An turned away his face impatiently, knowing that the consultant had changed the subject, "Didn't you make enough trouble in G5? How dare you use the life card to chase after me?"

Her attitude immediately made Doflamingo laugh angrily, "Of course I want to see how much fun you, a lying guy, have."

Mo An: "..."

Although he had been caught many times before when he took Baby5 to the bar, Mo An always felt a strong sense of separation when he suddenly heard him speak frankly.

"Did you put yourself in the wrong position again?" Mo An twitched the corners of his lips and showed a perfunctory smile, "Dover, it's none of your business where I go to play, right?"

It's true that she deliberately lured Dover into causing trouble, but what's with this seductive tone?

"An, I said it," he pinched Mo An's face and asked her to face him, "If the person next to you in the end is not me, then no one can!"

"Really," Mo An smiled gently and harmlessly, "Then I choose the little unlucky guy."