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

Feitan turned his head expressionlessly when he heard the girl say "rice" in her usual tone. He released the game console with his left hand and pinched her cheek: "Noisy——"

Qiye looked aggrieved with her pursed lips: "You said the same thing yesterday." She had been hungry all day and depended on the eggs from the lucky eggs to save her life.

The young man lowered his eyes, slightly greenish-black under his eyes, but his long and narrow golden eyes were full of stubbornness. He passed his fingers across the girl's cheek and returned to the game console: "Continue."

Qiye's thin lips trembled. He probably hadn't slept for the past few days. His mood was gradually getting irritable. He was still interested in chatting with her on the first day, but he barely managed to play games and paint his nails on the second day.

But from the second night to this morning, he had been playing games with Dark, and he never won a competitive game from beginning to end.

Qiye could feel his mood plummeting. At this moment, he seemed to be holding his breath to defeat Dark, but Dark was a top-level self-aware artificial intelligence jointly created by Will Emperor and Liu.

She rolled her eyes and snatched the game console from Feitan's hand: "Get up." He stayed up for a few nights and concentrated on playing the game for so long that his reaction was much slower.

After being robbed of the game console by Qiye, Feitan blinked blankly at first, then lowered his eyes and said, "Give it back to me."

"I told you that playing with Dark is boring." Qiye hid the game console and rushed towards him, "I'm hungry." She put her arms around his neck and rubbed against him.

Feitan raised his chin slightly. He was almost used to Qiye's breath. Most of the girls' breath was very mild, but now there was only softness and a little fresh fragrance of shower gel against him.

There was a shimmer in his golden eyes, and sleepiness seemed to surge up at this moment. He stared blankly at the girl's long light golden curly hair for several seconds, and his shoulders suddenly slumped.

After Qiye noticed it, he straightened his back strangely and looked at him sideways.

Feitan sighed deeply and suddenly knocked his face on Qiye's shoulder. His voice was hoarse and lazy: "Sleepy."

Qiye's eyes widened in surprise. She hesitantly stretched out her hand but stopped midway. She curled her fingers and put them on the boy's back to caress him twice.

His hot breath hit his neck, and he was so close that he could bite her in the next second. Qiye couldn't help but straighten his neck. He had a criminal record.

Feitan couldn't help but sneer: "Stay away, I want to sleep for a while." He didn't want to embarrass Qiye, so he slowly raised his head and wanted to step back.

Qiye suddenly hugged him and pressed him back on his shoulders: "You sleep."

Feitan was speechless at her sudden behavior. He stared at her fair and slender neck and smiled again, slowly closing his eyes.

Qiye hugged Feitan and stared at the white wall, feeling something was wrong. She pursed her lips tightly and frowned. After thinking for a few seconds, she gave up without thinking of a reason.

The moment Feitan opened his eyes, he was confused at first. The next second he felt the other person's breath, he turned his hand into a blade and attacked quickly with thought.

Qiye, who was too bored to sleep with Feitan, instantly made his hair stand on end. He wrapped his hands with armed domineering and intercepted Feitan's attack.

She leaned back a little with lingering fear.

Feitan was still where he was. He panted slightly and moved closer to Qiye. He stretched out his arms and hugged the girl's waist, and his voice was hoarse as he had just woken up: "Nana."

Qiye couldn't help but curl her fingers again, and she felt a subtle itch in her ears.

After maintaining this posture for a long time, her body felt a little stiff and cold. She seemed to realize it and smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

Feitan buried himself in her neck without saying a word. He stretched his hand forward to hold her arm, and his hot thoughts were transmitted between the skin.

Qiye bit his lower lip reflexively to suppress the trembling of his body. Feitan's thoughts were hot and dangerous.

He straightened his back slightly and tilted his head to look into her eyes. Her eyes were not focused, and her light golden pupils were trembling.

It was rare to see her like this, so he couldn't help but lick his lips and kiss the side of Qiye's face.

Qiye suddenly came back to his senses and smiled as usual.

Feitan let go of her and licked his teeth as if he was enjoying herself. He turned over and got out of bed and raised the corners of his lips: "Go and eat."

Qiye was still lingering in Feitan's hot thoughts. She stretched out her hand to touch the kissed cheek, tilted her head and asked in confusion: "Am I going too?"

Feitan stretched out his hand towards her.

Qiye pursed her lips and put her hand on his: "I hate the cold."

Feitan pulled her down and said in a longer tone: "Humph——"

When Qiye got out of bed, she grabbed the blade of Feitan's knife that was placed at the head of the bed and stepped on it.

Feitan grabbed the girl's wrist. She was dressed in fluffy clothes. As soon as she went out, she regretted holding the door handle and wanted to go back.

"Come out." He glanced at her speechlessly and pulled hard.

"Then you hug me." Qiye leaned over and hugged him, "Give me a little more thought." She pushed forward.

Feitan stared straight into her eyes for several seconds and picked her up.

Qiye curled up and buried his face in Feitan's neck to absorb the heat, leaving only one eye exposed.Since arriving here, she has never left the house.

Ten days of cold winter passed, and the snowstorm outside the base stopped for an unnatural day like a famine-stricken world. The temperature suddenly changed from the bitterness of late winter to the coolness of late autumn.

Coming out of the cool building, the coolness outside was already an acceptable temperature for Qiye.

She looked back at the apartment she lived in these days. Its exterior had a sense of antiquity, as if it had spent so many years and was stuck in the past.

The surrounding buildings are new or old, there are not many pedestrians on the road, but there are noisy sounds in the dark alleys.They were concentrated deep in the alley, as if they had nowhere to go, gathering together to survive.

Qiye lowered her eyelashes and trembled slightly. She had never asked Feitan about the situation here.

"It's so deserted." She said tentatively.

"Go deeper." Feitan hugged her sideways and walked forward quickly, not even looking at the people around him who were poking their heads.

Qiye looked over his shoulder and looked into the eyes of those people. They were like creepers on the walls of the apartment building, full of fatigue and obsolescence.

More like a walking dead than alive.

She looked back.

Feitan took her to another area openly. The guard at the door saw him take two steps back, with a little fear in his expression.

He stopped in front of a certain store: "We're here."

Qiye looked around and jumped down. She could feel their vigilance and gaze. Her expression was so pure and innocent that she looked around. When her eyes moved to one place, she paused slightly.

She stared and slowly showed a puzzled expression.

"Na?" Feitan raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

Then he followed Qiye's gaze and saw a man and a woman standing there. The woman had long brown curly hair and was nestling next to the tall and strong man. She was charming but also seemed to have a hint of timidity.

Feitan tugged on Qiye's wrist.

Qiye seemed to wake up suddenly, and she smiled reflexively: "She has what I want."

Feitan tilted his head slightly. He stared at the man for a long time without seeing why.

Qiye didn't know how to describe it. She frowned and stared at the woman. She couldn't help but lick her lips. She just wanted and had desire.

"Do you want me to ask for you?" Feitan showed an interested smile, his sharp eyes stared straight over there, and he raised one hand to make a grabbing motion.

Qiye raised her chin slightly: "Yeah - okay." She added, "It's the woman with brown curly hair."

"Go and eat by yourself." Thinking of the next little fun, Feitan narrowed his eyes and smiled excitedly, and his deep golden eyes looked violent and cold because of this.

Qiye pulled her gaze back to Feitan's cheek, which was stained with a slightly excited smile. She blinked and suddenly leaned over to kiss the side of his face.

Feitan didn't react at all for a moment - Huh?

"Please, Fei." Qiye saw that he was confused and was very interested, so he kissed him again.

Feitan pursed his lips and was speechless. He just waved his hands and chased after the leaving pair of men.

Qiye saw that his back disappeared in an instant, and she pursed her lips and smiled.

She walked briskly into the store, ignored the vigilant eyes and sat at the table closest to the ordering counter and shouted: "Meat!"

The boss is a middle-aged man wearing a chef's uniform. Even Qiye can clearly sense his vigilance and slight fear.

"Serve." Qiye tapped the table with her index finger and was extremely impatient. She had been hungry all day and had to eat immediately.

"You need to pay first when ordering." The boss took a deep breath and closed his eyes as if facing a huge disaster.

Qiye paused when she heard that the bill should be paid first. She stared at the boss and her face became serious. Pay the bill. She hadn't heard this word in a long time.

Pirates don't need to pay the bill, they can take whatever they want.

The boss brought it up in one breath, and just as he was about to ask for free of charge, he heard the woman's soft voice: "I'll pay for it."

Qiye turned his head slightly doubtfully and saw a woman standing at the door with golden brown braids.

She stared at the tiny pockmark on the woman's face and finally realized who it was. She tapped her finger on her cheek and thought for a few seconds before smiling: "You are such a good person."