Pirate: I'm not the King of the Sea, so don't mess with me.

In the end, I am shy as a hammer(╬▔plate▔)╯.

Polu is a bastard. The shyer you are, the more he likes to tease you.

Just like now.

The man wearing the cloak of justice put his hands in his pockets and looked at her with a smile.

The man had a burning cigarette in his mouth. If you look closely, you can see the bruises on the corner of his mouth that were hit by Capnisan two days ago.

However, not even Garp's iron fist could stop the man.

In the past few days, Porusalino blocked her on her way to training, rain or shine.

She took a step to the side, and the other party also took a step to the side to block her.

Zenia moved again, and the man also moved.

Coupled with the raised corners of the man's mouth, he showed an indescribable rogue look.

Does he look like the stinky gangster who blocked your way after school?

Zheniya:o(一︿一+)o

She took a deep breath, pinched her waist with both hands, threw all her shyness into the deep sea, and roared with unbearable shark teeth: "Porusalino, are you finished?"

The squealing voice echoed in the alley, and Porusalino was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his mouth and eyes drooped at the same time, looking aggrieved like an abandoned big yellow dog.

Zheniya was angry: "What's that expression on your face? Be more serious!" Her round fingertips pointed at him rudely: "And throw away the cigarette. I hate the smell of cigarettes."

Porusalino's aggrieved expression was frozen.

While she chuckled helplessly in her heart: Yeah~ Yaya has finally returned to her previous vitality nei~

It’s not that the shy girl you love is not good-looking, it’s just that she’s always being avoided and it’s hard to talk seriously about her~!

He threw the cigarette casually into the trash can.

The aggrieved expression on his face disappeared, and Porusalino walked towards Zenia step by step.

The man put his hands in his pockets and took slow and elegant steps, his pure white cloak of justice fluttering.

There is an indescribable nobility in his ruffian spirit.

Every step seemed to step on Zheniya's heart.

Her heart trembled, and the momentum she had just raised was instantly deflated. Her eyes fluttered back and forth in a panic, and she subconsciously followed the other person's footsteps and stepped back step by step.

This cowardly little look reminded Porusalino of the first time they met.

Also in a small alley.

But at that time they were just meeting for the first time.

The girl was afraid that he would teach her a lesson, and she even praised him for being handsome, unrestrained, and extraordinary against her will.

At that time, Porusalino found it very interesting.

He obviously dared to make the bold move of slapping his waistband, and after irritating him, he turned around and ran away, but gave up decisively when he couldn't run away.

It can be said that the first glimpse of his way of life is a bit vulgar and inconsistent with his appearance, but it is not annoying because of his smart eyes that turn around.

He had noticed the look in the girl's eyes.

No fear.

Almost indifferent.

But in fact, the girl's expression of resignation was genuine and sincere, and there was no pretense at all.

At that time, Porusalino felt that the girl was very conflicted.

But now it's different.

The girl became soft from the inside out because of him, and she really looked like she was afraid of him getting close to her.

Porusalino couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

Yeah~ I blame myself for not being restrained the first time~

Soon he thought without sincerity: But it doesn't matter, it would be nice if that kind of thing happened more often.

Zheniya was unable to retreat, and her whole body hit the wall.

Porusalino suddenly stepped forward and stretched out his arm to hit the wall, completely encircling the girl within his range.

Too close! ! !

The special scent of Porusalino mixed with the smell of tobacco hit her face, making Zenia blush a little.

She stretched her arms forward, pushed his chest, turned her head, looking breathless and cute: "Stay away from me, you're too close~"

Porusalino grabbed the small hand on his chest, lifted it hard, and held the person in his arms.

Zheniya subconsciously exclaimed.

When she came back to her senses, she found that she was sitting on one of the man's arms, with her back pressed against the wall behind her. The man leaned forward and lifted the long hair from her cheek with his other hand. He put it to his lips and kissed it.

Zenia:......

Zheniya's whole body was tense. She was strong on the outside but not strong enough on the inside. She pulled back her long hair and stammered, "What are you doing?"

Porusalino had a very troubled expression: "Yeah~ Does Yaya hate me?"

Zenia:......

Porusalino was really aggrieved: "I already explained it that morning~ Junior Kuzan said that you should return to the headquarters early when you fell asleep, so I sent you back together~"

The man drooped his eyes, looking disappointed: "I am Yaya's mannei~ Naturally, I have to take Yaya back to the boudoir in person~"

Digression: For this reason, the two men stood at the door of Cap's villa and fought with each other for half an hour!

Zenia:......

The corner of her mouth twitched, Zheniya really felt that there were too many flaws and she didn't know how to spit out her words.

Then she heard the man in front of her accuse her aggrievedly: "But it's obviously Yaya who is holding on to my cloak and not letting go~ It's so late, I have to work overtime after working all night, so naturally I'm very tired~"

So that explained why the two slept in the same bed that morning.

Zenia:......

At first glance, Zheniya, who misunderstood and threw someone out of the window, subconsciously felt that it was her fault.

But when I thought about it later, it was so fucking wrong.

Don’t you know how you sleep?

You don't know anything, you're like a dead pig, but you can still pull his cloak to prevent him from leaving?

What about the liar?

Zheniya didn't agree with him: "Big liar!"

Pushing his chest, he asked, "Then how do you explain my clothes?"

"I need to take off my clothes~ It will be uncomfortable to sleep with clothes on~"

Zheniya showed her dead eyes: "You...you still touch me..."

Porusalino felt even more aggrieved: "Yeah~ We obviously have such a close relationship, can't I touch you?"

Zenia:......

Shameless ヽ（≧□≦）ノ.

She emphasized urgently: "I, it was just an accident."

"So Yaya wants to be my girlfriend?"

Zenia was stuck.

She opened her mouth.

Just listen to Porusalino continue: "A relationship based on marriage is not~"

Zenia:......

She saw that the man's cool and drooping eyes, which were always hidden behind his smile, were filled with her own shadow.

It was so serious, so serious that it seemed to turn into a whirlpool, trying to suck Zenia into it.

Intercourse?

Zenia hesitated.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she... thought of Rayleigh every time.

Seeing her hesitation, Porusalino's eyes flickered, and he suddenly grabbed the girl's chin, lowered his head and kissed her.

"Woo~" Zheniya's eyes widened and she subconsciously pushed him, but she couldn't push him.

Their lips and teeth intertwined, and they kissed passionately for almost two minutes. Porusalino only let go of Zenia when she was almost out of breath.

The man's voice was hoarse, the smile on his lips was gone, and a serious look flashed across his young and somewhat handsome face: "What about Yaya? Do you hate me doing this to you?"

Zenia leaned against the wall, breathing heavily.

Hearing this, my heart trembled.

Hate it?

Not annoying!

The misunderstanding when we first met, and how we got along later.

Zheniya was always on guard against him at first, because the coldness in this man's eyes was clearly visible.

But I don’t know when the goodbye started, and the coolness in the man’s eyes disappeared.

The aqua blue eyes were full of water, and the thick eyelashes trembled slightly.

"……it's OK."

Porusalino was overjoyed: "So Yaya is willing to accept me?"

Zheniya pursed her lips: "Sorry Polu, I..."

Before she finished speaking, the man forcefully lifted her chin again and kissed her.

After another kiss.

Porusalino asked her: "Since you don't hate it, why don't you try to accept it, Yaya?"

Zheniya gasped: "You, you...I, why do I have to date you..."

The man narrowed his eyes: "Is it because of Pluto Rayleigh?"

Zheniya's face turned red, and her trembling eyes were filled with the guilt and embarrassment of being caught.

As for Zenia’s feelings for Rayleigh?

I'm sorry, Zenia herself doesn't know.

The feeling is indescribable.

Riley's gentleness and considerateness made her addicted, and the man's domineering strength and ambiguity made her fascinated. It was like drinking too much wine, making her feel light and dizzy every time she got together.

But when it comes to love... Zheniya doesn't know if she loves Rayleigh, but she just feels that she cares about him. Once she remembers this person, it will be difficult to forget him.

In her previous life, she once asked the master who occasionally looked at the moon in a daze.

Ask him: ‘Master, what does liking mean? ’

Her master said: 'You don't have to be together if you like us, but you will definitely remember them for a lifetime. ’

Maybe, she thought, she liked Rayleigh?

Seeing the guilty conscience and slight confusion in her eyes, Porusalino raised the corners of his lips: "When we were on the Island of Monsters, I felt that Pluto Rayleigh was very unkind to Yaya~"

Zenia:! ! !

"So Yaya is already with Rayleigh?"

Hanging his head: "...No, no."

Before I knew it, I was led away by the nose.

Porusalino raised his eyebrows, then chuckled: "It seems that I still have a chance~"

Zenia: "...Hey, you don't want it, eh!"

Before he finished speaking, Porusalino kissed him again.

"Then let me ask again, does Yaya have a place for Porusalino in her heart?"

"...I, I don't know, go away, huh!"

Kissed again.

"Yes, right? Otherwise Yaya would have ignored me long ago~"

"...You bastard, huh!"

The raised little palm was easily caught, and Zheniya was kissed again.

*

Rosinandi carried a small bag and set foot on the road to school skillfully with the nanny's warm farewell.

The silent boy grabbed the shoulder strap of his backpack with his two small hands, his long yellow bangs blocking his eyes, and silently turned into the alley.

However, as soon as he turned in, he was stunned.

The tall man wearing a pure white cloak of justice pressed the girl, who was very petite in comparison, against the wall and kissed her.

The two of them intertwined selflessly, and the girl let out unbearable whimpers and moans. Her delicate and perfect side face was as alluring and beautiful as a ripe red apple.

The man had a smile on his lips, looking a little bit ruffian and bad, but yet he was doting and gentle.

Rocinante:…

Rocinante:! ! !

He turned around in a panic, tripped over his left foot and fell to the ground with his right foot.

Behind him, there was an angry shout of "You're such a bastard, will you?", and a crisp sound of "pop" resounded throughout the alley.

Rocinante:…

Rosinandi subconsciously touched his face!