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

After Qiye took away the old man's powers, she left him a token - her Flying Thunder God mark.

The superpower that originally belonged to him was severed, and his body instantly became tired. The old man's old hands were shaking tightly as he clenched his cane. This feeling of emptiness and powerlessness was really annoying.

He stared expressionlessly at the "token" the girl left on his crutch, and his voice was hoarse: "Are you sure they will recognize it?"

"Of course I will." The girl seemed very satisfied with her masterpiece, her voice filled with pride, "This is the logo of the Whitebeard Pirates."

The old man muttered: "The Whitebeard Pirates." He raised his eyelids slightly warily, "What I want is a peaceful base without strange beasts."

"Don't worry." Qiye comforted him, "It's very peaceful."

The old man stared at her big white teeth with uneasiness.

"My report may not be clear, you can clarify with them again." Qiye smiled brightly, she didn't care about these trivial matters.Either Wildi arranges it, or leaves it to Mr. Suzuki.

The old man sighed deeply: "I know."

The heat in the body did not stop, and the pain surged more and more fiercely. Qiye clasped his hands tightly behind his back and still had a bright smile on his face: "I'm leaving."

Before the old man could say goodbye to her, she disappeared.The old man realized at this moment that it might not be that simple for her to capture the superpower.

Qiye used the Flying Thunder God to return to the room, dug his fingers into the edge of the bed and curled up slightly.The room was dark and he was not there.

She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Today was the banquet day, and Feitan should have asked her to go to the bonfire party.

Feitana also had the Flying Thunder God mark left by her. Qiye closed his eyes and followed the feeling.

The young man with blue hair and golden eyes sat on the bench they sat on together last time.He held a cigarette between his slender white fingers, and his dark golden eyes looked coldly at the beating bonfire not far away.

When someone suddenly appeared next to him, he became alert and had some murderous intent. Seeing clearly that it was Qiye Hou, he pressed his eyes and continued to look at the dancing flames.

Qiye was in pain and couldn't concentrate. His eyes fell on his pale lips. After exhaling the light smoke, he pursed his lower lip, licked his upper lip with his tongue to moisten it, and then opened his mouth and bit the end of the cigarette. .

Inexplicably a little lustful.

Before he could breathe out the smoke again, she leaned down and kissed him. The smoke of the cigarette passed into her mouth. Qiye was choked and leaned back and coughed twice.

Feitan seemed to be finally brought back to his senses. He pursed his lips and looked at her steadily for a while, then reached out and touched her back slowly: "What are you doing."

She seemed to be suppressing something and her body was trembling.

Feitan put out his cigarette, grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms. She was visibly shaking: "Na?"

Qiye sighed and raised her head to look at him again. She straightened her back and kissed him again. Most of her kisses were just gentle touches, and she rubbed his lips twice like a little animal.

Feitan looked at her, and the firelight in the distance made her eyes look a little bright.

He stroked her back, thinking about the last time she trembled like this, and soon he realized: "You are in pain." She absorbed the old man's power.

The old man was chatting and laughing with her, and looked familiar. He thought Qiye wouldn't take her away.

He picked up Qiye and said, "Go back."

Qiye's eyes were slightly distracted. She was in so much pain that she couldn't eat properly, so she had to wait until the pain was over before eating.She nodded, waved her hand lightly and took Feitan back to the room.

Feitan, who was about to walk back with her in his arms, paused. He couldn't help but sneer: "You still have the energy to use your abilities."

Qiye hugged his neck and stood up to look at him: "Yin and Yang are weird." After saying that, she leaned in and kissed him.

Feitan carried her to the bed and raised his hand to touch her cheek. His dark golden eyes were dim and unclear. After a long time, he lowered his head and kissed the end of her eye. He still wanted to end it here.

Returning to the place where her family existed, the coincidence that existed here would probably fade away.

She had to be at least partially his.

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"It doesn't hurt anymore?" The moment Qiye's body relaxed, he heard Feitan ask.

She answered in a daze, feeling sleepy and hungry after the pain.

"You sleep, I'll find you something to eat." She felt Feitan touch her face, and the only word she could hear was "eat", and she weakly suppressed the word "hungry".

After seven nights of deep sleep, I woke up to the aroma of food.

Feitan brought her back a lot of food, and Qiye ate and drank for a while before regaining her energy. She lay on the bed and rolled around twice. Then she remembered something and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

The towel was placed on her hair. Qiye wiped it casually and looked up to see Feitan sitting on the bed.He must have washed it while she was asleep. He was only wearing a large T-shirt and looked at her with his chin in confusion.

"What's wrong?" Qiye was a little confused.

"Wipe dry." Feitan glanced over.

"Wipe it for me." Qiye twirled his wet hair with his hands and climbed onto the bed with a smile.

The girl sat in front of him, wearing only a light-colored suspender skirt, revealing her white shoulders and collarbone, which could be seen even further down.

His eyes darkened.

Qiye released the Fireball Rat to use as a hair dryer. Feitan used the hot air to dry her hair. His movements were thin and slow.

Qiye felt a little strange, but she didn't say anything. She also enjoyed it.

When Feitan stopped, she circled it with her fingers to make sure it was completely dry before taking the fireball rat back.

Qiye stretched out and was about to change her position, but he stretched out his hand from behind and hugged her waist. The young man leaned close to her and buried his head in her neck.

"Huh?" Qiye asked him, turning his head.

"Are you going back?" Feitan asked.

His lips were close to her neck, and all the hot breath he breathed when he spoke hit it. Qiye was a little worried that he would bite her suddenly again.

"We'll leave after a while." Qiye replied with her eyes drifting. It was winter as soon as this morning passed. She had slept for a long time after the pain, and it was almost evening now.

She felt the arms around her waist tighten a little. She thought about it and answered with four words. What did he have to be angry about?Leaving before winter is not a predetermined decision.

"Nana." Qiye heard him call her. His voice was very low and seemed a little lingering. Something seemed wrong with him, and it had been since yesterday.

She was about to speak when she heard his next words - "Be my woman."

Qiye thought for a moment. After fully understanding this sentence, she hesitated: "You want to have sex with me?"

Feitan's breath stagnated for a moment, then he sneered lowly and affirmed: "Yes, I want to fuck you, now."

He was serious. Qiye wanted to look back at him with some surprise, but he sucked her neck down, biting her shoulder with his teeth and said vaguely: "Is it okay?"

【——】

Qiye let him touch it and stared at the bathroom door in front of him calmly: "Okay."

Feitan paused for a moment, then he held her wrist and laid her down on the bed. He stared at the girl's pale eyes, which seemed to have contained all emotions at this moment.

She agreed, she didn't mind at all.

He reached out to touch her eyebrows, his fingertips touching the end of her eyebrows.

Qiye turned to look at his hand, which had beautiful bones, and soon he moved it down and touched her lips: "Smile.

Qiye was a little surprised, but she still smiled in response to what he said, with her usual confident and bright smile.

"Take it off." Feitan stared at her smile for a few seconds, then stepped back to make room for her.

Qiye blinked innocently and sat up. She had just come out of the bathroom with only two pieces on her body, and she took them off quickly and neatly.

"Tsk." Feitan felt a little disgusted by her look. Even though he knew it from the beginning, it was really irritating to see her not caring.

"Come on." Qiye threw the clothes further away and kicked him, "Aren't you going to take them off?"

"Take off." Feitan responded, taking off his clothes as neatly as she did.

The girl straightened her body and faced him, looking calm and casual. She even smiled slightly when she looked at him.

Feitan caressed her cheek and kissed her. He had never seen Qiye behave like this before. To him, there was not much difference between punishment and desire.

In other words, the fear in other people's eyes, the painful wailing, and the scene of blood splattering made him more excited.

Qiye rarely allowed him to have pure desires.

When I first saw her, the girl's too bright smile was really too dazzling, and I couldn't help but want to destroy her.

He thought about it all the time when she was playing with her like a child and being forced to wear those dresses.

I want to tear her bright smile to pieces, want those light golden eyes to be stained with fear, and want her to scream in a beautiful voice.

I want to cut off her pride, strangle her neck, and listen to her humble pleas.

In the end nothing came to pass.

He even thinks now that she is better when she smiles.It's good when you're obedient, it's good when you act coquettishly, and it's even better if you only have eyes for him.

They were about to leave, and when he saw the old man and the kid sitting with her in the corridor, talking and laughing, they couldn't control their murderous aura at all.

She was so natural and familiar. She had only known them for a short time. Her life was bright and complete no matter where she went, even without him.

When she returns to her family, these experiences will mean nothing.

【——】

They stared at each other in silence for several seconds.

"Tsk." In the end, it was Feitan who couldn't resist and said something.

"You've gone too far!" Qiye immediately accused her after breaking the silence. Her light golden eyes were filled with anger, and they were particularly beautiful under the light. "Who did it with strength?"

"...Me." Feitan's pursed lips moved to hold in one word.

Qiye glared at him: "Your process must be wrong!"?

"There's nothing wrong with that." Feitan retorted.

"I'll ask Teacher Biqi if we don't go out to compete!" Qiye's attitude was still fierce.

Hearing this Teacher Bichi, Feitan remembered the 40hit from before, and his face couldn't help but darken a little.

Besides, he didn't feel anything wrong. He used blood for lubrication. He just wanted to put a mark on her body quickly.

"What else do you want to defend?" Qiye asked, seeing his expression suddenly worsening.

Feitan looked at her with a stern face, and his lips trembled slightly: "It hurts a little."

Qiye's eyes squinted, and then he became a little discouraged: "I'm in a little pain too."

"Then why don't you withdraw your strength quickly?" Feitan said through gritted teeth, with a slight cold sweat on his forehead.

"Why don't you retreat first?" Qiye shouted back after hearing this.

After saying that, they looked at each other wordlessly.

Feitan clicked his tongue, meeting Qiye was a real blow, and now she is still in the state she wants.

"Then count to three and withdraw together." Qiye felt that it was not feasible to continue with such a stalemate.

"Are you a brat?" Feitan said sarcastically, counting to three.

Qiye snorted and glanced over his head dissatisfied.

"Count quickly." Feitan urged her after a few seconds of silence.

"That." Qiye licked her lips and started, "One, two, three." Her tone was neither fast nor slow, and she counted the three numbers quickly.

She and Feitan let out a sigh of relief at the same time.

【——】

After the stalemate, she felt her back was a little sore. She straightened up and moved to look at him: "Are you coming again?"

"I'm not interested anymore." Feitan's face was still dark.

"Are we having a show?" After calming down, Qiye kicked him with some curiosity.

Feitan's expression calmed down and he raised his eyebrows at her, then he grabbed her ankle.Qiye's legs were beautiful, fair and well-proportioned. He touched them all the way up from the ankles.

Qiye tilted her head and stared at him.

Her eyes were always calm, but the moment Feitan's hand touched her, her body began to tense up unconsciously, but he just touched the blood and withdrew.

Feitan looked at the blood on his fingers, and bright red drops of blood condensed on his fingertips.His mood suddenly improved. He rubbed the blood between his thumb and forefinger, then stretched out his tongue and licked it, smiling at Qiye: "Forget it."

His smile was particularly charming.

Qiye's pupils shrank unconsciously, and she suddenly stepped forward and hugged him.

She hugged her so suddenly that Feitan froze for a moment, but soon relaxed and reached out to touch the girl's back.She was a typical person who forgot about the pain after her scar healed. Thinking of her cold and calm appearance, he couldn't help but ask: "Do you really feel it?"

Qiye didn't understand what he was talking about for a moment. She thought for a moment: "It hurts?"

Feitan lowered his eyebrows and snorted coldly. He glanced over and said, "Go get dressed." He paused and said, "Go back."

Qiye's eyes were blank, and he realized that he could probably go back to his world.

She stood up, but the tearing pain was still very obvious when she moved. Unlike trauma, it was more excruciating.

Feitan smiled slightly when he saw her expression. Qiye pursed his lips and walked out of bed without changing his expression. He wiped the blood with a wet wipe and put on his clothes. He also threw one to Feitan.

Feitan finished wiping it slowly and then looked at her expression: "Go back and give you some medicine."

Qiye hesitated for a moment and asked: "What to use."

"I'll go back and buy it." Feitan went to the other side to get dressed.

Qiye didn't mean to ask this.

He also seemed to notice her suspicious silence, raised his eyebrows and gave a subtle smile: "Finger."

Qiye felt that the next application of medicine would be a disaster.

She buttoned her buttons and looked away: "Then are you going to come back again?"

Feitan pursed his lips and fell silent.

Qiye still insisted: "There must be something wrong with your process, and you need to learn from it." Her tone was full of disgust.

Feitan was speechless, but he couldn't hold it back: "Don't you feel pain?"

Seeing that he still wanted to argue with her, Qiye retorted with a sullen face: "Normally it won't bleed!"

"Have you ever seen anything normal?" Feitan crossed his arms and sneered.

"Nonsense, Marco and I met someone else who did the ambush!" Qiye said confidently, "Then I took the opportunity to chop them down when they were in the mood."

Feitan choked and looked at Qiye warily.

After trying it himself, he felt that it was better to take it slow as it was not yet time.But he also noticed something that made him happy from Qiye's reaction.

"Why do you look at me like that?" Qiye continued.

"Pack your things and get ready to go back." Feitan replied to her in a calm tone.