[One Piece] Mr. Clown of the Demon King

It is said that the 7-year itch between couples is due to aesthetic fatigue after being together for a long time. Under the pressure of life, they will feel that life after marriage is not as comfortable as when they were single.Arguments over trivial matters in life can make a marriage feel unhappy.

It's just that this couple is a little different. Let alone 7 years, maybe 70 years, they don't have the above characteristics.

On this year's Chinese Valentine's Day, the Don Quixote brothers and sisters will definitely not go home and eat their parents' dog food. They were already bright enough on Valentine's Day last quarter.

The brother and sister originally ordered the dishes at the ramen shop, but Coco received a call from the red-haired guy halfway, saying that Kidd had arrangements for the Chinese Valentine's Day, so he left Nas without looking back. gone.

Nas: The clown is actually me.

In the private resort of the Don Quixote family, Doflamingo lay down in front of Doflamingo after finishing his day's trip, resting his head on Carl's lap and letting out a long breath.Jia Er took off his sunglasses as usual and helped him rub his temples.

Dover's prickly head even felt a little itchy when it lay on his leg, and his words were a little childish, "Dover, I'm hungry." She poked his face with her slender hand.

"I'm going to cook later. Let's go for a while first." He held her flailing little hand and put it against his face.

She lowered her head and kissed his forehead. The silky silver hair stuck to his neck and felt an itch. "Okay." Feeling his frequent breathing, Jiaer couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. " Have a good rest, Dover." 33 Novel Network

Unknowingly, she didn't even know when she fell asleep on the sofa, still covered with Dover's coat. It was still a beautiful sunset outside before she fell asleep, but now it was completely dark when she woke up, but it was really dark. What woke Jia Er was the smell of food.

Doflamingo was holding two plates of fried rice in his hand, "Fufufu, wake up, come and eat." This man has never been in the kitchen since he was a child, and the eldest young master (little princess) who has never touched the Yangchun Shui is currently The only dish that I know how to cook, and even the only dish that I can even cook well, is egg fried rice. If I change the name, I can call it rice fried egg.

"Thank you Dover... did you put in the salt?"

"Let it go!"

After the meal, Jia Er put away the dishes and prepared to wash them. Doflamingo stood aside and helped Jia Er tidy up the kitchen. The originally spacious kitchen became smaller due to the two people entering. Jia Er was stunned. Carl kissed him on the lips, and the smell of Doflamingo instantly filled Carl's breath.

He held Jia Er in his arms and smelled her unique scent.

Jia Er blushed and pushed him away. "Dover, be obedient. Please be more reserved. It's not fun to play in the kitchen." Jia Er simply acted shamelessly.

The night is long and the beauty is in my arms. Who is the one who can't control it?Doflamingo pinched Carl's cheek angrily, "I can't hold myself back when I see you, Carl."

"Go take a shower."

The 1.7-meter-high bathtub in the bathroom was definitely tailor-made for his three-meter height. A high step in the bathtub was specially added for Carl. Doflamingo was afraid that he would not be able to find it in the bathtub. To my wife.

The water temperature was just right. Doflamingo put one arm on the edge of the bathtub and held his beloved wife's shoulder with the other hand. He said comfortably, "Karl, let me lean on you for a while."

"I know, have a good rest, Dover." There is no other way. The husband you choose will be spoiled by you if you don't spoil him.

Perhaps it was only when he was in front of Gar that Doflamingo would put down all his guard, take off his armor (really taking off all his clothes) and lean against her, revealing his tender side that was full of flaws. He only trusted her. she.

When the hot water was almost cold, Carl called Dove. After washing his body with foam, the couple put on bathrobes. Doflamingo picked up the hair dryer to help Carl blow dry his hair. Cocoon's big hands gently ran along her silver hair.

After blowing it, Doflamingo still had the smell of Garner's gardenia-scented shampoo on his hands.

The couple were lying on the sofa watching TV together. They changed back to the previous position. Now it was Carl's turn to enjoy his pillow and lap. Doflamingo looked at her long silver-snow-like hair scattered around his head. Between her legs, her pink-white face and red lips were actually a bit breathtakingly beautiful.

Doflamingo's eyes gradually darkened, and his slightly calloused fingertips touched the plump and bright red lips, rubbing them lightly... ambiguously.

Whenever summer comes, Doflamingo likes to hold Carl in his arms, and will press Carl's head on his chest when sleeping. After all, his wife's body temperature is much colder than that of ordinary people, so it is ice cold when he hugs her. It's cool and comfortable, and you don't even need to turn on the air conditioner.

"Dover, what are you doing? I can't even watch the TV." Jiaer pushed his hand away.

"Fufufufu today is the Chinese Valentine's Day."

"This is no reason for you to think about Valentine's Day twice a year." Jia Er ruthlessly revealed his little thoughts.

Doflamingo smiled helplessly, poked Carl's face again, and hugged her a little tighter in his arms, "You've been bossing me around all night, cooking and blowing." Hair, now it’s my turn.”

It's his turn... Jia Er looked at him with a blush, forget it, let the storm come more violently. "Then what do you want me to do, husband?" Jia Er slowly untied Doflamingo. He took off the belt of his yukata, revealing his round shoulders and collarbones.

"Come with me for a walk." Doflamingo said happily.

"You want to play in the field!!" This man really knows how to play!

"What are you thinking about? You just go out for a walk with me." Doflamingo pinched Carl's little nose in a funny manner. Some people may look pure white on the outside, but they turn out to be ugly on the inside.

Jia Er was a little surprised, "Is it that simple?"

"Or else."

Feeling that he had tricked him, Carl angrily took off his yukata in front of Doflamingo, threw the clothes in his face, and then walked in the direction of the bedroom, "Wait! I'll go Change your clothes!"

"Furfurfurfurfur..."

Jia Er put on a white dress, and Doflamingo put on a coat. Since it was a summer night, not only was it not cold, the summer wind even felt cool and comfortable.

The fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus filled the air in August, and Jiaer's silver hair looked particularly dazzling in the dark night. He walked to her side, and the two of them held hands and looked at today's Chinese Valentine's Day night, with several golden shooting stars sliding across the skyline.

"Dover, I like this world because of you."

A cold touch touched his forehead, followed by the man's hoarse voice, "Compared to you, this world is worthless."

"Happy Chinese Valentine's Day, Dove, thank you." The woman's big red and blue yin and yang eyes looked at the man beside her with bright eyes.

"Jiaer, remember what I told you, never say thank you to me."

At that time, Doflamingo just rubbed her hair, and his smile, like the rising sun in spring, made her world no longer empty.