[Pirate] Warm Waltz

With provocative language and provocative movements, you don't need to think too much, the body has already reacted, and turning over will take the lead to have a passionate joy after a small farewell.

Holding Doflamingo in her arms, Debra didn't stop him, and let him kiss down her neck, and asked others slowly: "How is it? Your son has good qualifications, right?"

Glancing at her, a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, is this about to start to settle accounts?

"I think it's better to remind you. It's okay to train Wayne to prevent him from being bullied and embarrassing you in the future. Don't think about letting him enter Don Quixote and train him as an heir..."

Soft fingers traced along Doflamingo's ear, gently rubbed the earlobe, and sniffed him.

When he was young, he occasionally used men's perfume, but now he has become an uninhibited uncle. Doflamingo only has a domineering and surly masculine smell-walking hormones.

She likes his smell, very reassuring.

"Wayne's ideals are different from yours. He hates pirates and the navy. The most important thing is that he has a temper like yours, an uncontrollable type."

The ability of the thread fruit is indeed very useful, and Debra's skirt has been cut and split quietly.

"Is your heart hurting?" After taking off or ruining Debra's clothes, Doflamingo knew her thoughts very well. He palmed her waist with one hand and pressed her towards him, and pinched her with the other. The chin teased: "Should say something else at this time, huh? How many times?"

Turning a blind eye to his mischief, Debra said coolly: "How can you not feel sorry for him, that is my son. Putting his ten-year-old child in the arena, you played too much... woo..."

Not wanting to hear her continue chanting, Doflamingo kissed her side face while inserting his fingers into her mouth and messing with her, with a rough and erotic sexual hint.

Holding his unscrupulous hand, the big hand has well-defined knuckles, rough and hot.Bringing it to the lower abdomen, Debra narrowed her eyes and warned him unhurriedly: "Pay attention to prenatal education."

Doflamingo's hands visibly stiffened.

After a while, he asked in a strange low voice, "Is she pregnant?"

"Well, it's been three months." Speaking of this, Debra showed a gentle smile, raised her head and kissed his chin: "Congratulations, Mr. Don Quixote, you are going to be a father again."

Some things are difficult to express to others, and when they cannot be expressed, they can only be silent.

In the dark, Doflamingo was silent for a while, and then let her feel something that was still very energetic: "The obligation of husband and wife."

……

Swipe, sneak, coil up.

Twisting, swimming, bowing slowly.

Usually I just move and do it, rough and happy, but this time I started to restrain myself, and there was a lot more warmth.

When reaching the summit, Doflamingo's hand was still covering Debra's abdomen. She looked up and saw the expectation in the man's eyes.

—————————————————————————————— One night passed, the author is a dividing line of a little fairy——————— ————————————————————————

At breakfast the next day, Debra saw her son who had just come back. He was whole and energetic, and he was still so naughty.

Seeing Debra back, Wayne was quite happy.He honestly accompanied his mother to eat, and was completely calm in front of Doflamingo in the process, without any resentment or closeness.

This surprised Debra. This kid has always had a temperament of vengeance, and this time he has been wronged so badly that it is impossible to just let it go.After eating breakfast calmly, he left the child's father behind and went for a walk with his son.

The flower fields in Dressrosa are particularly beautiful, with countless dazzling golden sunflowers blooming warmly towards the sun and blooming to their heart's content.The blue sky, the bright sunshine, and the sunflowers with the same color as the sun make it a colorful holiday style.

The sunshine in the morning was not as harsh as in the afternoon. Debra took her son's hand for a walk together.Wayne blushed slightly, he felt that he was ten years old, and it would not be good for his mother to hold him, but he was reluctant to let go.He only looked around from time to time, afraid of being seen by others, and was always ready to let go, so as to maintain the young master's arrogant and independent image.

The subject of the conversation was her own son, and Debra didn't go around too much, and asked him with a smile: "What are you thinking?"

"After being played by Dover like that, you won't just let it go."

Curling his lips, Wayne sneered: "Of course it won't be so cheap, old man, the young master is not one of his idiot citizens, and he can't see anything clearly." He said this and glanced at his mother and lord.

Debra was still smiling, unable to tell what was on her mind.Wayne wasn't sure if she noticed what he was really trying to say.He couldn't tell Debra directly what he wanted to do next.

He knows his mother.She is a woman who is very strong in heart and body, calmly loves this world, and loves for the majority of this world.

Once a woman becomes a mother, she will more or less lose some dignity. Maternity allows women to frankly hurt themselves and raise children, and a heart no longer belongs to themselves only.But Debra's heart never belonged to her, it belonged to the sea, the sky, the desert, too much, so, love can't trap her to have a child, and it can't trap her, nor can it make her arrogance less.

This is her charm, difficult to control, unpredictable.

Mother loves herself, and Wayne knows that very well.At the same time, he also understands that he is the product of her relationship with Doflamingo, and his love for himself was originally born from his love for Doflamingo.

She is indeed a mother and a wife, but beyond that, she is first and foremost an individual in herself.

Therefore, Wayne is not sure what she will do once she has serious differences with Doflamingo, or even life and death, or which side she will lean towards.

As she was walking, Debra stopped suddenly.She let go of Wayne's hand, squatted down and hugged him gently.He didn't say anything, but he seemed to say everything.

Surrounded by his mother's gentle scent, Wayne's eyes under the sunglasses narrowed happily.The little ghost with a serious Oedipus plot automatically ignores the others, and keeps being proud.She understands, understands what she wants to express, her mother is the most powerful!Hmph, there is a tacit understanding between mother and child!The old man is really incomparable!

Next, just have fun here in Dressrosa, it will be very interesting.

The author has something to say:

Hmm... That's it, no meat, let's make up our own brains, we are all sluts who like Brother Ming, this is completely fine...[dog][dog]

After struggling for a long time, I followed my previous idea and came to another little angel... After all, I am a cute brother and sister...

Next, I will enter the Dressrosa chapter soon, and I will make up this part of the manga.

In the end, top sauce’s daily reminder is really hard...

Then Nai, let me give you another new year today...[Laughing and crying]