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

Feitan lowered his eyes and stared at the girl who was lying in his arms with her eyes closed and seemed obedient. He put one hand around her waist and played with the slightly curly blond hair at the end of her hair.

Qiye thought about his question of "what to talk about" for a few seconds before answering: "You came back yesterday morning smelling like blood. What were you doing?"

Feitan was slightly stunned.

"In other words." Qiye asked in a different way, "When will this unreasonable winter end?"

Feitan sneered: "You don't think about it now to ask this." He didn't want to hide it from Qiye. The temperature would change obviously when the seasons changed, and someone like her who is very sensitive to cold would definitely be able to detect it.

"This is very important!" Qiye said solemnly.

"Three days." Feitan replied calmly.

"Three days?" Qiye opened her eyes in surprise. She stood up slightly and looked at Feitan, with confusion in her eyes. "Such a heavy snow can end in three days?"

"Ten days of severe cold, ten days of scorching heat, five to five days, and a month cycle." Feitan squinted his eyes. He was also surprised when he first learned about it. With all kinds of supernatural powers, it really is a wonderful world.

Qiye counted the days with her fingers, and then breathed a sigh of relief. The cooling-off period of her abilities had just ended before next winter.

She raised a smile and said, "Then I will be able to go hunting in three days." She was going to be dead just lying down.

Feitan was not happy to see her happy look and pinched her waist: "I don't provide food."

Qiye's eyes widened in disbelief. They had already warmed the bed, so why weren't they provided with food?She turned her head and thought seriously for a few seconds, then hugged her and said in a long and coquettish voice: "Fly~"

"What?" Feitan's narrow eyes narrowed, "Such a name."

"Don't like it?" Qiye raised her head, her voice still had a hint of endearment and coquettishness, but her light golden eyes were as confident and bright as ever.

"Fortunately." Feitan sneered and glanced over, but his words still didn't match his expression at all, "Your coquettish behavior that only works for you is totally useless."

Nanaya snorted in dissatisfaction, it would be of use to Kyoko-chan and the others. If she hugged them and acted coquettishly like this, they would make delicious food for her.

Are there really differences between men and women?

"What should we do?" Qiye asked with dissatisfaction. She really didn't want to go out during the three days in winter.

"I'm a man too." Feitan stared at her with lowered eyes, repeating what he just said, his golden eyes darkened, sinister and twisted.

Qiye narrowed her eyes and clicked her tongue. She stood up, grabbed the boy's wrist and pressed it on the bed, turning over and straddling his waist. The girl's eyes looked a little heavy against the light, and she was as calm and indifferent as a pool of water.

She lowered her body and leaned closer to Feitan, provoking a smile and asked, "Are you sure?"

She was flamboyant and domineering, her eyes were cold and filled with malicious intent on the surface. Feitan's Adam's apple moved reflexively, and then he realized something was wrong and said in a gloomy voice: "Get out."

Qiye looked at him incomprehensibly: "You don't mean to - have sex with me." Emphasizing that he is a man doesn't mean this.

Feitan sneered: "You look like you're going to fuck me?"

Qiye straightened up and touched her cheek, confused: "What's different?" Her thin white fingers pointed from face to chest to legs: "My face and figure are obviously good, haven't you touched them all?"

Feitan always thought that she already understood Qiye's lower limit, but she always used her strength to prove that it was more than that.

At the same time, he also clearly realized that using force was of no use to Qiye. Even if he did, she would probably just treat it as being bitten by a dog or simply turn the situation around.

Either way is not what Feitan wants.

He grabbed Qiye's wrist and adjusted his mood. A smile appeared on the pretty face of the young man. All the evil and violence in the golden eyes were suppressed deep down: "Come down, Nana, don't you want to chat?"

Qiye's eyes flashed, and she tilted her head to think for a few seconds before obediently lying down next to him. Her eyes followed his cheek, and then she couldn't help laughing and hugged him again: "You are so beautiful." She wanted to.

Feitan ignored her "compliment": "Where are you from?"

Qiye stopped and chuckled: "Are you here to explore my past?"

Feitan hummed and did not answer directly.

"That's not important." Qiye smiled at him with a high face.

Feitan pursed his lower lip in displeasure, and looked at her expectantly and disappointedly: "Can't you?"

Qiye's expression paused slightly, her eyes wandered for a moment but she felt inexplicably helpful. She pursed her lower lip and asked, "What do you want to know?"

"Start from the beginning." Feitan said, "There is a lot of time." It is a good opportunity to get information from her story and invade her life.

"It's not a chat if I talk alone." Qiye snorted and said instead of starting.

Feitan lowered his eyes and looked at her: "So?"

"I'll say something, and you say something. Since it's a chat, let's share our lives, how about it." Qiye looked up at him with a smile in her eyes. Although it was a question, she didn't expect to get a negative answer from him.

Feitan smiled sarcastically: "Okay."

Qiye thought about where to start. Traveling through time and space needed a reasonable explanation, but there was no need to let him know that his body shrank after being resurrected from the dead. She licked her lips and started: "I was originally a princess of a country."

As soon as she started talking, Feitan couldn't help but retort: ​​"Where does it look like?"

Qiye stood up and accused him expressionlessly: "That's too much! Why can't I be so cute, cute and beautiful?"

Feitan pursed his lips. How could she be so shameless? He took a deep breath and said, "Go on."

"During the royal banquet, pirates broke in and slaughtered my relatives." Qiye said calmly, "I hid in the secret room and escaped."

"Hmph——" Feitan snorted coldly, not touched at all.

"It contains the history of my family and the devil fruit containing the power of space." Qiye continued, "Xiaowo and I divided it."

"Ha." Feitan understood that this was how he traveled through time and space.

"I escaped, wandered for a while, met everyone in the Whitebeard Pirates, got on the ship, and got a new family." Qiye was as plain as if he was describing something that had nothing to do with her, and only brought it up at the end. Put on some smiles.

She paused to indicate she was finished, "What about you."

"Me." Feitan didn't think there was anything to say about his past, "I come from Meteor Street."

"What a beautiful name." Qiye commented with her chin propped up, "Is it easy to see shooting stars?"

Feitan looked at her bright smiling eyes and pursed his lower lip uncomfortably: "No - that's just a place that allows any discarded objects."

He reached out to touch the girl's eyes, his voice stuck in his throat: "We don't reject anything, but don't try to take anything away from us." He suddenly hugged her waist tightly, "You will be mine."

Qiye looked at him in shock, and when he was about to retort, his mouth was covered by death: "Shut up."

Qiye stared at him speechlessly: Isn't this just self-deception?

"Then what?" Feitan asked after a while of silence. He was just about to release the hand covering her mouth, but was bitten hard by Qiye. He looked at the deep tooth marks at the base of his thumb and found it strange. He smiled with interest.

Qiye licked her lips: "I boarded Whitebeard's ship, and I am a Whitebeard. This is the only thing that will never change." She still leaned up and smiled, her smile bright and unshakable, "I have become what I am now. Yes, it’s Whitebeard.”

Feitan clicked his tongue in displeasure.

"Aren't you the same?" Qiye reached out and poked his unhappy face.

Feitan turned his head to avoid it: "Where."

Qiye didn't say it directly: "We are very similar in some ways." She poked his pretty boyish face again, smiled brightly and hugged him before he got angry.

Feitan sneered, looked at his bitten hand, suddenly grabbed Qiye's arm and pulled her up, hugged her before she asked, buried his head in her neck and bit down hard.

"Hey -" Qiye's back tensed, "Why did you suddenly bite me like a puppy again?"

Feitan licked the marks he made with his eyes calmly: "It wasn't you who bit me first." It was the puppy again.

"That's because you covered my mouth and couldn't breathe." Qiye said in dissatisfaction with a good reason.

"Hmph -" Feitan said in a long tone, resting his head on her shoulder to look at the thin white skin of her neck. After a few seconds, he moved forward to lick her throat.

Qiye immediately screamed and distanced herself. She put her hand on her throat and warned, "Don't lick this place." It would be worse if she bit it.

Feitan raised his head and asked with a smile, "No?"

Qiye pursed her lips, pondered for a few seconds, and then hugged him suddenly, which was a bit too pretty to look at.

Feitan's body stiffened and then slowly relaxed, and he sneered: "I am grateful for this woman-like face when I met you." Otherwise, she would not have entangled with him at all.

Qiye was stunned: "Ah -" She let go of Feitan and looked at his face carefully. The young man looked at him with displeasure, and the well-behaved person just now was like a mirror in the mirror.

"I like it very much." She curled her eyes and hugged her again, "Both the face and the eyes." She really wanted it to be warm in winter and cool in summer.

Feitan was a little surprised: "Eye?"

"My favorite color." Qiye said slightly proudly.

Feitan probably knew how to deal with her when he was held in her arms, but this way really made him a little unhappy: "Just have a face." It was the same no matter who it was.

Qiye thought sadly.

Feitan's mouth twitched slightly: Sure enough.

Qiye couldn't think about it and gave up decisively: "But you are the only one who wants to have sex with me." Anyway, she is a pure hedonist, and she just wants to feel happy and interesting at this moment.

Feitan was a little choked, but soon he frowned and felt something was wrong. Previously, he only wanted her to be his, and he had only wanted to have sex with her in the past two days.

"Who told you that I want to have sex with you?" He asked with a frown, but when he wanted to take action, she seemed to think that it was a matter of course, which was wrong.

As far as he understood Qiye, all she could think about was eating and playing. He had always thought that her previous obedience was because of the good-looking women's clothes, but - it didn't seem to be the case.

"Huh." Qiye said smoothly.

Feitan still frowned, what did that person mean?

"When?" he asked.

Qiye was surprised by his question: "On the day when you finished dressing up as a woman and left, you bit me in front of them in the hotel and said some cruel words."

Feitan lowered his eyes and looked dark. Why did he tell Qiye like this?

"Ah, tell me you must be an adult, too." Qiye continued, her voice was filled with a light smile.

Hearing this, Feitan bit the mark on her neck again displeasedly, but his golden eyes were dark.At this time, he was basically sure that it was the man named Mu who induced Qiye to indulge in him in a vague way, but - why?

Are they not so-called family?