Pirates: Whose young master loves to wear a little skirt?

Everyone found a piece of land, wrapped themselves in their coats, and slept there.

The firewood was still crackling, and Jesus added a few more pieces because he was worried that the fire would suddenly go out during the night.

Fat Lachi Lu brought some straw and asked Tel Hiss, "Where do you want to sleep? I'll make it for you."

Tel Hiss saw that things had come to this point and had no other choice but to compromise. He pointed to the innermost position near the wall and said, "That's it."

"Okay, just wait." Laqi Lu walked over to spread the straw, and he did it in an orderly manner, as if he did this kind of thing often, and he finished it in a short while.

I didn't expect that these grown men who had fought on the battlefield would be so considerate. To be honest, they took good care of Tel Hiss along the way. They didn't let him get hungry or cold, and they gave him the best they could.

Although Tel Hiss was somewhat touched, he did not show it.

When Lachi Lu had made the bed, Tel Hiss sat on the straw and began to take off his cloak, and then the coat Beckmann had given him.

Shanks, who was leaning not far away, saw this and said, "Hey, hey, hey, if you take it off again, I'll take it off naked."

Shouldn't you wrap yourself up tightly and sleep in such a cold weather? What on earth does the little girl want to do?

Tel Hiss replied: "Strip off? Are you looking forward to it?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the people who had just laid down raised their heads and turned into spectators.

Shanks saw everyone looking at him and Sissy and coughed awkwardly: "Who expected it? I didn't!"

Just as Tel Hiss was about to speak, Shanks continued, "Go to sleep, why are you talking so much!" He was really afraid that the little girl would speak without restraint and say something shocking. She was a person who dared to say anything! What if she told the previous things again?

Tel Hiss was speechless. Who was talking too much? If he hadn't spoken first, he wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to him!

Nan Beibei whispered to Ace, "Captain, do you think Sissi is Shanks' woman?"

Ace turned sideways and closed his eyes: "I don't know, go to sleep, I'm sleepy."

"Aren't you curious at all? Sissy is so beautiful. If the target is Shanks, then I have no chance, right?"

After waiting for Ace's response for a long time, Nan Beibei called out softly, "Captain?"

Still no response.

He propped himself up and looked over. Wow, Ace had fallen asleep while blowing bubbles! Who did he learn this ability to fall asleep in seconds from? Was it hereditary?

Because of time constraints, Tel Hiss did not choose to continue arguing with Shanks. She spread her coat on the straw, then lay down on it, and then covered herself with the cloak.

He slept sideways facing the wall, and said to others: "I am really too tired. Don't wake me up before 8 hours."

Laqi Lu responded: "Okay~"

Lime Jones, who was also sleeping against the wall, sneered: "Humph, just spoil her!"

In such an environment, how can you still sleep for eight hours? It is already three o'clock in the morning, so you have to sleep until eleven o'clock in the morning.

The little girl had so many requests! It completely disrupted their plans.

Laqi Lu smiled and said, "Little girl, be more considerate."

Lyme Jones made a "tsk" sound and said nothing more.

Tel Hiss, who was lying under the cloak, immediately turned back to his original form, with only a little bit of his head exposed. Fortunately, his original form also had long silver hair, so there was no difference just looking at the top of his head.

But the cloak that was too big for him just now was now a little small. In order to avoid suspicion, he had to curl up and sleep.

But this night was particularly long for Tel Hiss. After he lay down for half an hour, his body began to itch.

Because he grew up in a particularly comfortable environment, his skin was more delicate than that of girls. Sleeping on straw, even with a coat between them, did not help, and red pimples gradually appeared all over his body.

He scratched himself uncomfortably but didn't dare to stick his head out. He could only hide under his cloak. It was very hot and stuffy inside the cloak, and it was difficult to breathe, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

Three or four o'clock in the morning is the time when one feels the most sleepy. Tel Hiss comforted himself that as long as he fell asleep he would not feel anything. Finally, he forced himself to fall asleep.

In his sleep, he would still subconsciously reach out to scratch his itch, and he scratched many places on his body...

At around eight o'clock in the morning of the second day, everyone woke up one after another. They had been wandering around for many years, and it was common for them to sleep for four or five hours, so no one wanted to sleep in. Moreover, the firewood had gone out at some point, and without the flame to keep warm, it was not comfortable to lie on the ground in such a cold day, so they might as well get up and move around.

Ace scooped up a handful of snow and put it in the pot. Then, using the power of his fruit, flames ignited on his hands and soon the snow was turned into hot water for everyone to wash.

Everyone had finished washing up, activities and breakfast, but Sissi hadn't gotten up yet.

Someone from the Whitebeard Pirates' Team 2 said, "Now that the snow has stopped, it's a good time to hurry on. Looking at the weather, there will be another blizzard soon. If we don't leave now, it will be too late."

"Shall we return to the ship?"

"Okay, let's go."

Laqi Lu looked back at the innermost part of the cave, feeling a little embarrassed: "But...Sissis hasn't woken up yet. I promised her last night that I would let her get enough sleep for 8 hours."

Lyme Jones said sternly, "Can't we go back to the boat and sleep? Isn't it more comfortable than sleeping in a cave?"

Jesus was puzzled: "Why can't she be woken up by such a loud noise? Did she catch a cold?"

With twenty or thirty of them gathered together, it was inevitable that they would laugh and make all kinds of noises. Jesus Bu didn't believe that she could still sleep in such a noisy environment.

Before, on the Red Force, they were just moving things on the deck and didn't make much noise, but they woke up Sissy. At that time, she had a pair of panda eyes and a face full of resentment.

Jesus Bu could see that she was definitely holding back her anger, probably because she thought this was the pirates' territory, so she didn't yell at them.

Now, it is ridiculously quiet.

Beckman also noticed something was wrong. Could he have really caught a cold?

He put out the cigarette in his hand, walked over, and patted Tel Hiss on the shoulder: "Miss Siss, it's time to get up. Let's go back to the boat and sleep again?"

Beckman called out a few times, but there was no response. Now he began to worry and reached out to lift up the cloak.

Tel Hiss vaguely felt someone lifting her cloak, and immediately grabbed it and pulled it down, refusing to let go. He said in a pinched voice, "No, no, I want to sleep!"

What the hell, what time is it? He can't transform!

When everyone heard this, they frowned slightly, with a puzzled look on their faces: "Miss Sissy's voice...why does it seem to have changed?"

Not as soft and sweet as before. Although still a little sweet, there seems to be a bit of roughness in the sweetness?

Is the cold so serious that it causes voice change?

Beckman, squatting beside Tel Heath, kept his eyes on the "little girl's" hands holding the cloak. The red bumps on her fair hands looked even more shocking.

Beckman took Tel Heath's hand and asked, "What's wrong with your hand?"