Pirate: Fall in love with the chef!

The girl's emerald green eyes were so clear that Sanji could vaguely catch a glimpse of his own dumbfounded look.

"Sanji~"

The girl's lazy voice called out sweetly again.

Only then did he wake up from it.

"cough……"

Sanji coughed, lowered his head, and couldn't help but grin at the corners of his mouth to hide his joy.

"Big sister, big sister!"

"I know a place that cooks delicious food! Let's go quickly!"

Chimoni, who was fond of the new and disliked the old, met her beautiful elder sister and quickly abandoned her elder brother Sanji, who had worked hard with her all the way.

Saya ran to Zi Su, took Zi Su's hand and ran forward happily.

"Run slower, Zimoni! Don't fall!"

Sanji's smile suddenly retracted when he saw Zimoni.

There is also an oil bottle...

His twosome date!

Under Qimoni's guidance, they soon arrived at a sparsely populated shore.

Going down the stone stairs, on a small boat docked, there was an old man sleeping with a wine bottle in his arms.

Zimone shouted joyfully as she bounded downstairs.

"Grandpa Chengcheng, hurry up and cook for us!"

"Get up quickly!"

Hey, this drunken old man looks very old, he really still has the strength to cook!

Adhering to the virtue of respecting the elderly and caring for the young, Sanji rolled up his sleeves to stop Qimoni from shouting.

"Qimoni, don't disturb the old man's sleep. I'll do it for you."

There is a cooking station on the shore. Although the place is small, it is decently decorated and has complete kitchen utensils.

Sanji took a handleless knife and turned it smoothly in his hand to adapt to the feel.

Zisu and the child sat side by side at the table, holding up their arms and chin, looking at Sanji who was focusing on cooking the ingredients with his green eyes.

The kitchen knife clattered against the chopping board, and steam floated out of the hot pot, blurring Zi Su's vision.

It also made her gaze more and more unscrupulous.

The man's handsome facial features were vaguely visible, and the collar of his tie-shirt was meticulously tied to the top. The protruding Adam's apple on his neck became more and more obvious, rising and falling slightly with his breathing.

In an instant, Zisu felt extremely thirsty.

Under the shirt, there should be the man's strong and firm chest, which had held her in his arms countless times in times of crisis.

The hand holding the kitchen knife had clear finger bones and strong strength. The veins stretched slightly when exerting force, and it had stroked her hair countless times.

Is the aroma of food too tempting? Or is the man who is focusing on cooking just too handsome?

She stared at Sanji intently and swallowed unconsciously.

She is so thirsty...

Unconsciously, her watery turquoise eyes were eaten away by blood. She licked her dry thin lips, grinding her fangs impatiently, her eyes even more eager.

She really wants to...

A plate of steaming egg fried rice was placed in front of Zi Su.

Zisu raised her eyes, but her arm was held tightly by the man.

"Zisu you!..."

she? What's up with her?

A pair of soft, boneless hands pulled Sanji's tie down. The scent in front of him was so alluring that the girl couldn't help but move forward.

The man's Adam's apple couldn't stop rolling, and the girl looked impatient. She raised her hand to touch the man's neck, pressed and rubbed it with her fingertips, and tightly restrained him with her delicate hands.

Sanji was forced to raise his head, and the girl was buried in his neck. The warm moisture from the tip of her tongue licked his neck, making him suddenly straighten his body and his breathing immediately became heavier.

"Sanji...I want you..."

A low murmur whispered in his ears, and he closed his eyes tightly, his heart pounding, and his emotions agitated.

The girl's fangs penetrated without hesitation. At that moment, the inside of his skull rose to the sky, and brilliant fireworks seemed to explode in front of his eyes. His thoughts were completely blank, and a low gasp escaped Sanji's throat.

"Zisu..."

Hopeless ruin.

He hugged the girl in front of him, and those unspeakable secret desires grew like vines as the girl got closer, eventually dragging him into the abyss of depravity.

The man's desires are insatiable. God, please don't let him wake up.

Still in front of the unattended cooking table, Zisu regained her consciousness and finally recalled what she had done.

Holding the corner of Sanji's clothes with her little hands, Zisu looked up at him blankly.

It's more like a kid who did something wrong.

In Sanji's deep pupils, the girl's peach-like face was full of annoyance, mixed with a hint of panic.

She just seemed to be driven by instinct, crazy, and possessed, sucking blood uncontrollably.

She did not lose too much blood and did not need energy supplies of her own.

how so……

How could she treat her partner!

A familiar big hand caressed the girl's hair, and Sanji's voice was still so gentle and deep.

But it was like a healing medicine that dispelled the panic in her heart.

"Zisu, I'm fine."

"do not be afraid."

"Fortunately I'm here."

Sanji was thankful that it was okay and fortunately it was him.

"Big brother, big sister, have you finished kissing me?"

Qimoni raised his head, swayed his feet, and asked ignorantly.

She has almost finished her fried rice!

"Zimone! What did you say!"

Qimoni's sudden voice startled Zisu! She stood up suddenly, her face burning to her neck in an instant!

When she saw that the little girl felt aggrieved by her yelling, she retorted guiltily and awkwardly.

"Your brother Sanji and I are not the kind of relationship you think!"

"What's the relationship?"

Zimoni asked again curiously.

"Yes Yes……"

Zi Su was a little dumbfounded. She happened to catch a glimpse of the untouched fried rice on the table and hurriedly brought it to the little girl.

"Zimoni! Are you hungry? I'll give you my share too!"

Eat, eat, eat! Stop your mouth!

The little girl's appetite is indeed very big. She cheered and immediately forgot to ask questions, thinking that she could do another dish!

Zisu didn't dare to look at Sanji, the sweet blood remaining in her taste buds was still eroding her sanity.

Her heartbeat was beating fast, and she suddenly smelled that fatal sweetness in her nostrils.

She quickly turned her back to Sanji and covered her heart, trying to slow down her chaotic heart.

Is this man too attractive to her?

She knew that Sanji was tolerant and would not be angry with her.

but……

How could she be so unburdened and take advantage of a man's unscrupulous kindness to her?

She will feel guilty...

Sanji sighed silently, raised his hand to cover his injured neck, and traces of affection rushed out from his eyes.

Hearing the girl's denial was obviously expected, but it still made him feel a little uncomfortable.

It even reminded him of his unloved, young self when he was young.

Can I like him a little bit? Perilla.

Just a little bit will be fine.

In his heart, he longed for God.