(Comprehensive Master Pirate Tutor) Hold on to my phone bug

Feitan hugged her white neck, looking at his bite marks. The bitten skin followed the child's teeth marks and the tender flesh was slightly opened. The bright red blood dripped down the collarbone and stained the edges of the clothes. Just looking at it, it was true. Somewhat scary.

He licked his lips with some pleasure and slowly moved closer.

The warm breath scalded into the wound, causing slight pain. Qiye patted his leg and warned: "Don't bite me, it hurts."

"Don't bite." Feitan's thin lips pressed against her bite mark and he said. He opened his mouth and licked the blood slightly. His slightly pointed tiger teeth happened to be stuck in the bite mark and rubbed it gently.

Qiye hissed, her shoulders stiffened, and the pain suddenly extended all the way to Tianling Gai. She frowned, every lick he licked was extremely painful! ?

She took a deep breath and teleported back to her room. She put the food away and pulled away from the boy, pinched his cheeks with her hands and pulled gently: "What are you doing!"

His expression was like that of a little squirrel. He was blank at first and then stared at her. His golden eyes were unusually round.

Qiye laughed for a moment. She loosened her hand and used her sleeve to wipe the blood on his lips. Her actions were a little rough and she scolded him: "You're a vampire, you're still drinking my blood. It smells fishy."

Feitan looked at her expression, and a smile appeared on his beautiful and tender cheeks. He then reached out and hugged her, buried his head in her chest and shouted in a long tone: "Na."

Qiye frowned slightly and pursed her lips. What is his name Nana? Can he really treat himself as a child with such a child's body?Her eyes went blank for a second, then she pulled him out of her arms and pushed him hard on the sofa: "Eat." She pointed to the plate of breakfast, "Don't be a hooligan."

He looked over and said, "I don't have it."

Qiye looked him up and down, then reached out to rub his already frizzy long dark blue hair: "Be good."

His eyes were downcast, and the corners of his lips were curled down in obvious displeasure, but he still looked cute because of his body.

Qiye sat aside and took out the ball of the lucky egg and released it. Feitan gnawed on the pastry and tilted his head to look at her with bulging cheeks.

The lucky egg looked at the bite marks on the girl's neck, and glanced at the boy next to him with displeasure. It touched Qiye's knees comfortingly and said, "lucky."

"Please." Qiye took out the ring, stuck out the thin rod and touched it with Qingzhiyan. "I can't see it." She lifted her hair and turned sideways, completely exposing the bite wound.

Under the flickering firelight, the wounds began to heal and scars formed. Feitan raised his eyebrows in surprise, quickly cleared away the cakes in his hands, then rushed over and snatched the thin rod from the little boy's hand and straddled the girl's legs. .

Geely Egg protested with dissatisfaction and yelled "lucky".

"What?" Qiye lowered his head and looked at him.

He was lowering his head to study the flames on the thin rod. The golden color was like the shining sun in the sky, flashing and splashing in tiny pieces. When his fingers touched it, he felt warm but not hot.

Feitan raised his head and looked into the girl's eyes. The light golden color was very close to the color of the edge of the flames. When he was not smiling, he looked cold and indifferent.

She is tolerant of "harmless" things, but fascinated by "potent" things.He bit hard on the neck. If she hadn't responded promptly, she could have bitten off the throat.Even so, she quickly uncovered it, and he was still so close to her.

A small half of her arrogance comes from her confidence in strength, but he failed to find the bigger half. What could really offend her and really support her?

He will find it and interrupt it.

The thin rod spun flexibly in his hand, and the child's young and beautiful face smiled slightly: "I want to play too, Nana."

Qiye reached out to poke his cheek and sat up straighter, but let him go.The round and small tip of the thin rod swept over every bite mark, which was caused by the warm activity of Qingzhiyan and the slight pain caused by the pressure. She glanced down at the boy's beautiful side face and the golden eyes stained with excitement and confirmed that he was really bad. fun!

"Have you had enough fun?" Qiye didn't ask out loud until he couldn't feel the pain at all.

"Now, what is this? I want it." Feitan looked up at her, wanting to dilute it and add it to a torture device for her to try.

"I won't tell you." Qiye snorted and took the thin rod from his hand and put it back with the ring. She held his arm and turned him around, "Let's take a look at the photos."

Feitan had a gloomy look on his face, but when he saw her taking out the familiar contact device again, he wanted to close his eyes. What kind of evil idea was she doing?

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The door clicked twice and then opened with a beeping sound. Liu Daosui casually threw the room card in his hand and came in. On the sofa, Qiye was holding a boy with a gloomy face and looking at Koro-sensei's photos of women's clothes. He chuckled. He paused: "Yeah."

"What's wrong?" Qiye turned around and asked. Lunch was brought in by someone from the hotel, saying that they had gone out.

The six-legged skeleton smiled, and he put his finger on his lips, charmingly and maliciously: "I brought you something good."

At the door, Neutra and Sasuke were holding a cardboard box, their eyes a little dull.

Qiye put Feitan on the sofa and went to take a look. Neutra brought the box to her with a paralyzed face. Qiye opened one side and saw various girls' clothes inside. She raised her eyebrows and looked at Mute in surprise.

"Don't waste the opportunity." Liu Daosu's voice lowered slightly, and the next sentence was just breathy, "Sasuke is for recovery."

Qiye couldn't help but laugh: "Okay."

Among the three, only Liu Daogui left happily, and gave Qiye a playful wink when he left.Since he is special, he must be treated specially. Last night, he only chose a few items, but this time they were enough to play the dress-up game for seven nights.

He will definitely feel Nanaya's strong "love", クフフフ.

After closing the door, Uchiha Sasuke slapped his face with his hand and even said in a hoarse voice: "Devil." He promised that the boy would regret biting Nanaya. A duel between women dressed as murderers was nothing.

Sitting on the sofa, Feitan stretched his neck and looked at the girl tinkering with cardboard boxes: "Na?"

Qiye threw the contact device to the lucky egg, picked up the whole box and looked at the boy with a bright smile: "Let's play dress-up game." She still held a grudge against his bite and bad taste.

Feitan opened his eyes wide in shock and saw piles of girls' clothing in cardboard boxes. His expression suddenly became tense, and he looked like the sky was falling. It was extremely funny.

He knew her companion would be angry, but he didn't expect such a childish means of revenge.

"No." He made a final protest for his dignity and choked out the words.

"This was specially prepared by Mukuro, how could it be wasted." Qiye unfolded a cute little skirt and smiled brightly, the malice in her light golden eyes almost overflowing.

Feitan: He remembers the one named Bones!

From the fierce resistance to the futility, he could only let her go with a paralyzed face. Feitan always felt more exhausted than the battle with a dull face. On the way, the corpse even came to deliver dinner, with a look of relief that "you have lived up to my hard work." The expression really made Feitan furious.

"Lucky." The lucky egg looked at the time on the communicator, first sent all the photos to Koro-sensei for him to "refinement", then slowly closed it and called out to Qiye with a cute expression.

Qiye slowly tilted his head and then raised his lips: "Is it time to go to bed?"

Geely Dan handed the contact device back to Qiye, with a faint smile on his little bean eyes: "lucky." Its expression was cute and pure, but Qiye knew quite well what it wanted to express.

She winked playfully and gestured with her thumb before putting it back into the Poké Ball.

Feitan breathed a sigh of relief behind her. Her bad taste was simply devilish. He would rather fight to the death than play this dress-up game with her anymore. He really didn't know what the conditions were for removing this immature body.

Qiye squatted down and looked at the well-dressed boy sitting on the floor, with a crooked smile in the corner of his eyes: "It seems that I met you at this point yesterday."

Feitan's expression was still a little dull. He slowly raised his head and looked into her smiling eyes, waiting for her next words.

"You know the price of sneak attack on me, right?" She reached out and tapped his forehead with a malicious smile, "If you stay with me tomorrow, I will let you go."

Feitan came back to his senses and sneered inwardly, "If you let me go, I won't let you go. This is the first time someone has been so bold as to treat him like a doll."

Qiye stared at his dark golden eyes and couldn't help but smile again. She poked his forehead with some force: "I'm not convinced." She changed her tone slightly, "But what can you do to me."

Feitan suppressed his anger. The angrier he became, the angrier she became: "Have you never been in trouble before?"

Qiye blinked and replied in a long tone: "Never."

"The one who threatened to chop you off." Feitan looked directly into her eyes to identify the subtle emotions in her. She was confident and willful, with an unshakable and flawless smile on her beautiful cheeks.

Qiye chuckled: "The most he can do is beat me up." It's impossible to cut, and no one can run faster than her!

Feitan paused slightly: "The one with discolored eyes." Does he have some bloodline from the Kuluta clan?

Qiuye shook her finger: "Sasuke will play with me." He was a good brother who decided after arguing with her to let his own brother compare who is more beautiful in women's clothing.

Those two little ones are the catfish on the chopping block of women's clothing and there is no room for rejection. As for the "skeleton", there is no need to even consider it with Qiye.

Feitan tried hard to control his expression, wondering who he had met.