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

Tel Hiss's brain seemed to explode, it crashed, went blank, and then restarted.

After receiving the information in front of him again, he was confused and tried his best to resist.

"Shanks, let me go!"

But the man was very strong and hugged him tightly, leaving him no room for resistance.

Isn't it ridiculous that two hands can't beat one hand?

He felt the other person's kiss on his neck, it was a wonderful touch that made his whole body tingle.

Tel Hiss's heart was pounding against his chest. Perhaps it was the first time he was so intimate with someone, which made him panic, but also a little bit fresh and exciting, so his heartbeat was so abnormal.

There was a strong smell of alcohol, it didn't seem like mine, it seemed more like his.

It must be the alcohol that made people lose their minds.

Tel Hiss put his hand on Shanks' chest and struggled to wake him up: "Hey, Shanks......"

Listening to the whispers in his ears, like the flirting during sex, Shanks let go of Tel Hiss's neck and blocked his lips again.

"Well.........."

If the previous forced kiss was a dream, the real touch now was actually happening.

Tel Hiss hit Shanks' shoulder, trying to get him to let him go.

He never thought that he would kiss a man one day. He obviously liked little Lolita...

But he couldn't resist no matter what. Although he was also a man, the other party could easily control him and make him unable to move.

Tel Hiss felt limp from the kiss and had no strength left. If he continued, who knows what terrible things might happen.

"Ugh... Shanks... no... don't.........."

He could only beg for mercy because he was really scared, scared from the bottom of his heart.

Tel Hiss, who had always been high and mighty, bowed his head and surrendered for the first time, whether in his previous life or this life.

He had never felt so lost and confused as he did at this moment.

Repeating over and over again: "Don't...let me go...Shanks..."

"Let me go..........."

Hearing such a cautious plea for mercy, Shanks's dark eyes moved and he regained a bit of rationality.

He let go of his lips and stared blankly at his misty eyes. He saw the mist condense together and turn into a pearl sliding down.

He raised his hand and gently wiped away his tears with his fingertips.

Even if it was a dream, he didn't want to force it.

Shanks put his arm around Tel Hiss' waist, hugged him quietly, buried his head in his neck, and apologized softly: "Don't cry, I was wrong, I was just... too happy."

He drank a lot of wine that happy night, but he couldn't tell anyone about his joy because he didn't know what this joy was all about.

Nestled in Shanks' arms, Tel Hiss didn't dare to resist at all and let the other party hold him, because he was afraid that if he moved a little, he would disturb Shanks and do something ridiculous to him.

He was obedient, still frightened, and dared not move.

Shanks hugged him, still talking in his sleep: "I have to admit, I probably missed you. Your image always appeared in my mind."

"Every frown and smile is unforgettable."

"........."

Who is Shanks talking about?

You wouldn't mistake him for some woman who still has feelings for you, would you?

Tel Hiss opened his eyes wide, with all kinds of speculations in his mind, but he didn't dare to speak out, let alone ask questions.

It turns out that Shanks hugged him and kissed him because he had a woman he couldn't let go of, and after getting drunk he mistook him for her.

After all, even sober people often make mistakes about their appearance, let alone a drunk uncle.

Although it is normal for Shanks, who is so old, to have a woman he can't forget, for some reason, Tel Hiss had an inexplicable feeling in his heart. He didn't know what words to use to describe it, but he felt depressed and unhappy.

What a humiliation!

How dare you treat him as someone else's substitute?

Damn it!

He opened his mouth to curse, but no sound came out.

Shanks' embrace was hot and warm, just right in the slightly cool night, and slowly faded away most of Tel Hiss's lingering fear.

To be honest, it's quite comfortable to sleep like this. The breeze blows the curtains, and the soft moonlight gradually blinds the eyes.

Time passed by, and Tel Hiss's eyelids were drooping. He didn't know whether Shanks was asleep or not, so he stayed quietly in his arms, thinking that after Shanks fell asleep, he would kick him off the bed and punch him a few times to vent his anger.

As a result, he couldn't help but close his eyes as he felt sleepy and the alcohol had not completely worn off.

The two of them fell asleep in each other's arms, leaning on each other.

Day two.

Shanks opened his eyes and felt a splitting headache.

He was about to sit up when he noticed a figure beside him. Turning his head, he saw the extremely handsome Tel Hiss sleeping next to him.

"........."

Shanks' brain froze for three seconds before he gradually reacted.

Thinking back to everything that happened last night, it turns out that it was not a dream?

He should have been wondering why his dream self kissed Tel Hiss, but at this moment, seeing Tel Hiss snuggled in his arms, so well-behaved and charming, and the happiness brought by being able to see the person he had dreamed of many times as soon as he opened his eyes, he no longer thought it was strange.

Perhaps, the drunk self has already given the answer.

Shanks stared at the ceiling in a daze, the intimate scenes of last night kept flashing through his mind. His heart was pounding and he was so nervous that he was sweating.

Brave, really brave! He respected himself for being a man last night, hugging and kissing her when they disagreed.

But why is he the one who is nervous and shy now?

Shanks' face turned red and his hands clutched the bed sheets tightly.

He lay there for a long time, thinking about all sorts of things, and finally worried that Tel Hiss would wake up soon. If he saw him lying next to him, he would explode on the spot, right?

So Shanks moved slightly, trying to leave the bed before Tel Hiss woke up.

I was afraid of waking people up, so I didn't dare to move too much.

But even though he was so cautious, Tel Hiss still opened his eyes unexpectedly.

The two looked at each other, time stood still, and awkwardness filled the air.

Shanks seemed to smell the calm before the storm, and he tried to force a smile and greeted, "Hi, good morning~"

Everything that happened last night entered Tel Hiss's mind all at once. He was so upset and angry that he kicked Shanks: "You bastard!"

Shanks rolled off the bed and fell to the floor.

He propped himself up and sat up, trying to play innocent: "What?" He was quite strong and was able to kick him.

"What are you talking about? Don't you have any idea what you did to me last night? You are...looking for death!"

With that, Tel Hiss directly took action and pinned Shanks to the ground and beat him: "This is my first kiss, and my innocence is all gone! If you want that woman, go find that woman. Why are you forcing a grown man like me to do those things?!"

Shanks let Tel Hiss punch him in the face without fighting back: "It was just a kiss, didn't it? Nothing else happened?"

"???" Tel Hiss's head was buzzing: "So you remember everything?! What the hell do you want to do?"

The fists hitting Shanks' face got harder and harder.

But the man didn't resist at all, and he didn't raise his hand to stop it until the corner of his mouth was bleeding.

Tel Hiss sneered: "You won't fight back? You know you did something wrong, don't you? Are you so hungry? So hungry that you'll go after anyone?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he punched again.

But this punch was caught by Shanks, who frowned and turned over to press Tel Hiss to the ground, saying seriously: "Please be careful with your words."

His tone was cold, and you could tell that he was obviously very angry, but was trying hard to suppress his anger.

It's rare, rare to make him angry.

He thought he had a broad mind and didn't care about anything.

Tel Hiss challenged, "Am I wrong?"

Shanks frowned, "No, I dreamed about the person I like, what's wrong with that?!"