Yin Hong

Although Sancerre's ship was larger than any of Andre's ships, there was no independent cabin in the middle, but directly connected to the lower deck from both sides of the head and tail.

The cabin was quite noisy. On a calm day like this, apart from sleeping, the crew could only brag and chat with each other, and occasionally fight.However, Yawen is also considered a frequent visitor on the ship. So far, these guys have not seen any real fights. Of course, it is not excluded that it is because he is there, so Sancer warned the group of pirates in advance.

When Yawen walked into the lower deck, he happened to see one of the pirates spun a few times at the door and fell directly to the ground, knocking over a pile of chairs and sundries.The other pirates were gloating and laughing. The pirate was obviously very drunk. After falling down, he grinned along with them. He wobbled and got up and returned to the table, shouting, "Again!"

Yawen couldn't see what kind of tricks they were playing now, but seeing that they were so happy, he didn't bother him. He went around the table and found Dajuli who was counting things in a pile of wooden boxes. He patted her shoulder lightly.

"Oh! Hi, Yawen." Dajuli turned her head and saw him, and immediately greeted him with a smile, "Is there nothing going on up here? These guys are making a lot of noise, don't mind."

"It's nothing, Casper is sailing, so I can feel more at ease with him." Yawen answered her like this, then looked around, and asked, "Where's Sancerre?"

"He's sleeping in that small cubicle inside." Dajuli pointed to the wooden door behind the pile of boxes. "Just now he was playing bets with other boys, but he was absent-minded all the time. In the end, he almost exported all his pants. So I flipped the table over in a fit of anger, and I guess I'm still hiding there. Do you want to go and see?"

"I gonna go see."

"It will be time for dinner in a while, don't forget to come out and eat something." Dajuli reminded him before he entered the door, "We are not far from France, and there is still plenty of food, so we can eat to our fullest."

Yawen opened the wooden door and smiled back at her, "No problem, my lady."

This room was pitifully small, and it was probably just used to store some sundries, or throw some drunk unconscious guy in to sober up.Sancel was crouching on a spot in the corner, covering his head with a coat he got from nowhere, and seemed to be falling asleep.

Yawen went to him and squatted down, glanced at his motionless appearance, and said with a smile: "Get up, I know you are not asleep. If you don't get up again, I will leave."

After a long time, Sancer moved his fingers, raised his arms and tore off the coat on his head, still nestled on the floor, staring at Yawen with an ugly expression, without speaking.

"What's the matter?" Yawen once again felt helpless for him - this kind of emotion has become commonplace in his heart, and he would probably be surprised if it didn't appear one day.

After getting on the boat, Sancer basically returned to his previous state, and as he had promised Yawen, he was no longer troubled by the matter of Mohola, so he suddenly behaved in such a strange way, Yawen was somewhat surprised.

They stared at each other for a long time, and then Sancer looked at him and asked sullenly, "...What did you and Casper talk about up there?"

"Did you see it?" Yawen tore off the coat on his body and threw it aside, then put his hands on the ground, covering him under his body, and asked, "Talk about how you were before you met me." It's just what it looks like, why, you think your past is too ugly, so you don't want me to know?"

"I don't bother to care about what you are discussing." Sancel frowned, put both hands on Yawen's shoulders, forced him to lower his head, and made their noses face each other, asking in a dissatisfied tone: " Why do you stay alone with him? He is like an old man, expressionless all day long, as if the whole world owes him money, how nice it is to stay with me. "

"...Is the problem you pay attention to becoming more and more strange?" Yawen looked at him gnashing his teeth, shaking his head and kissing him deeply. He raised his head slightly, looked at him and said, "Although I still don't know much about your previous life, and to be honest, I'm not that interested, but I can see that guy is very important to you, and he can probably be regarded as a friend." .If I get closer, are you going to kick him into the sea directly?"

"Why not?" Sancel snorted and muttered, "Don't look at him as thin as a skeleton, even if I kick him down, he still has the strength to climb up again."

"Of course, he is not an old man. Generally speaking, he is still young. If he doesn't even have this bit of strength, do he still need to make money?" Yawen said, patting his hip and thigh , trying to stand up, "Let's go, Miss Daguli said it's time to eat."

"What are you going to eat?" Sancel pulled him back on his body with a sudden force, putting his legs on his waist and rubbing, "Do you have no energy if you don't eat?"

Hearing his obviously provocative words, Yawen squinted his eyes, pressed his waist and pushed him into the corner of the wall, and kissed him fiercely again.

Compared with gentle caress, Sancer seems to prefer this kind of violent expression. He doesn't mind at all that Yawen treats him in a more rude way, and even longs for this kind of behavior that can make him feel pain.

Yawen was indeed willing to satisfy his somewhat distorted psychology—but some people came too coincidentally, as if deliberately ruining the feast.

When Yawen felt the shaking, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to protect the back of Sancerre's head, preventing his head from being directly mounted on the wall, and then rolled around on the floor with him in his arms, letting him sit on the floor. On my own body, so as not to be thrown out directly by this violent shaking.

Sancer reluctantly sat up from Yawen's arms, the anger in his eyes almost poured out directly, if it wasn't for Yawen still holding his arm, he probably would have rushed out and fired The guy who interrupted his good business.

Yawen kept pulling him until the shaking gradually calmed down, so he let go of him, and said with a smile, "Go and see who it is first, and don't shoot randomly."

Sancer pursed his lips, as if he was quite unwilling to listen to Yawen's words, but under Yawen's calm gaze, he finally nodded in compromise: "... let's go together, that's fine Bar?"

Only then did Yawen let him go, pulled him up from the floor together, opened the wooden door and walked out.

As expected, the pirates in the cabin outside were interrupted by the shaking, and the dozen or so pirates who were having fun also stopped and ran out of the cabin.When the pirates behind saw Sancerre coming out, they still had time to tease their captain with a playful smile: "Hey! Boss, this time is really fast."

"Damn it soon." Sancer was already angry. Hearing what he said, he kicked up. After being quickly dodged by the pirate, he snorted, bypassed him and jumped onto the deck.

Yawen smiled and glanced at the pirate, and after receiving a mocking look from the other party in response, he followed Sancerre out of the cabin.

Sancerre's ship had indeed been attacked, but by those who had attacked them, it seemed that they were completely harmless.

Standing on the deck, Albert's expression reveals a subtle arrogance and contempt. His figure can be called thin, but standing there alone makes other pirates dare not go forward. Form a circle and trap him in the middle.

He watched Sancerre and Yawen come out of the cabin, looked at Sancerre's rather displeased expression, sneered, and asked knowingly, "Did I bother you?"

"I just want to tear up everyone who dares to disturb me." Sancer said in a cold tone, then glanced at Yawen's expression, and added: "If you have anything to say, hurry up. "

Yawen noticed his subtle movements, and smiled secretly, without piercing him.

"Tear me for what? I really think it's great to bother you." Albert replied arrogantly, and then turned his gaze to Yawen before Sancer became completely angry, "I Come to my brother, don't bother him, give me a few minutes."

"No." Sancer rejected the request without even thinking about it, then took a step to the right and stopped in front of Yawen, put his hands behind his back and grabbed the corner of Yawen's clothes and twisted, telling the story with his actions follow his decision.

Yawen pressed his hands that were about to tear his clothes, kissed behind his ear, and said softly: "Since he came here, it's impossible to just chat, and we haven't seen each other for a while, Let him come."

"...You always protect him." Sancer muttered aggrievedly, and waved to the other pirates irritably, telling them to get out of the way, then narrowed his eyes and stared at Albert, Turn around and walk into the cabin.

Albert raised his eyebrows to express his victory, and also extended his hand and waved at the pirate ship behind him, signaling them to follow, and then followed Yawen into the cabin.

After entering the cabin, Yawen didn't find Sancerre's figure. He could almost conclude that he must have returned to the small room before, so he pushed the wooden door with Albert, and saw him sitting on the table. Kicking his legs, he watched them push the door and come in blankly.

☆、Chapter 074