Pirate: They always think that Dover is my CP

The snowball representing feelings has started to roll, as if it has found some kind of outlet, and it is fighting back madly with suppressed emotions.

This was something special about him, a completely different feeling that he had never experienced in his long life.

This is someone who can easily see through his disguise and understand him...

She would directly blame her mother for taking on too much responsibility, and would pull her behind her when she got angry...

It can help him relax his tense mind and experience the addictive feeling of "dependence"...

Those who can tolerate his unreasonable demands...

She is so willful, yet she blatantly prefers people like him...

A unique existence!

The snowball of desire was infected by the gushing emotions, and almost instantly became so huge that he could not stop it.

Such a family...such a family!

Once you catch it, you really don’t want to let go!

Brother Peros is right. Since the other party has the same idea, let’s keep him here!

Only Perosgo and the three of them knew that the engagement was fake. As long as Mo agreed, everything could be true.

But the scene was so bad that I could convince my mother to hold it again...

Mom will definitely be happy to see this kind of thing. I'll just have to work harder for Perros brother again, and then we'll hold an even grander one than this one...

Katakuri fixed his firm and serious gaze on the face of the person in front of him, thinking of expressing his importance to Mo with the most grand and solemn ceremony.

However, something strange happened in the next moment.

The skeleton sizes of men and women are different. Katakuri sensed something strange when the person in his arms changed.

But when he watched Mo's familiar face change into another familiar appearance, Katakuri's brain went blank for a moment.

Apart from the different hair color and hairstyle, the person in front of me is clearly...

Navy... Mo An...

Teach's words and all the doubts that had been suppressed began to surge up all at once. This cognitive shock made him lose the ability to move, and only his arms were still unconsciously tightened.

Mo An: "..."

Is Dashachun going to strangle her to death?

My head hurts! Let her go!

Is this a preparation for her to get her feet off the ground and her impulsiveness and bad intentions off the high ground?

It would be strange if I could retreat!

But how to deal with this situation now?

Mo An just stared at Katakuri, his pupils starting to tremble as he watched him become increasingly stiff.

Mo An pulled the corners of his mouth and a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Surprised? Unexpected? Dashachun~"

Gan!

If she doesn't laugh, she'll burst into tears or something!

Isn’t it just that plans can’t keep up with changes, and changes can’t keep up with oneself, making a fool of oneself!

She's used to it, really...

I just feel so bad for the new script I came up with overnight!

She spent a lot of brain cells to come up with that idea!

However, Mo An's words did not receive a response. No one spoke at this time, and the time around them seemed to have stopped.

Katakuri couldn't describe his feelings at this moment.

Familiar voice, familiar name...

Different from the calm indifference during the last confrontation, there was no tyranny or darkness in those eyes that were as bright as the stars. This was the gentleness and cleanness that Mo showed when facing him.

The gorgeous red dress that was once so well-tailored now no longer fits her and is now a little baggy.

Compared to him, her body, which was already too slender, now looks even smaller and softer.

The bright smile is dazzling... It makes people want to escape...

Scenes from the past echoed in my mind.

The answer can no longer be avoided...

Mo... Mo An...

Mo An blinked, and evil thoughts took over his mind again.

Ignoring the restraints on his waist and the two people's tightly pressed bodies, Mo An put his hands on Katakuri's shoulders unceremoniously, smiled and tilted his head, "Why aren't you talking?"

say?

Katakuri's large palm landed directly on Mo An's neck. He pushed him away a little, but he couldn't increase his strength because the man in front of him was defenseless and didn't resist.

The muscles on his cheeks seemed to twitch a few times, and his language function seemed to be sealed.

say what?

After finally facing my inner feelings, I discovered...

Is it all... lies?

"Sharptooth, are you really willing to strangle me to death?"

Mo An's hands started to get naughty again.

The palm, which had been noticeably thinner, slowly moved up along the back of Katakuri's neck and gently rested on the side of his face. The tip of the thumb repeatedly stroked the sutured scar on his cheek.

I don’t know what was going on in his mind, but Katakuri put his other hand on Mo An’s waist and didn’t retract it, still keeping his hand around Mo An’s waist.

This made Mo An's smile even brighter.

What an interesting expression~

I couldn't do it to her when I was acting on instinct, so it was even more impossible after that.

"But it's not a lie~" Seeing Katakuri's extremely obvious thoughts, Mo An increased the strength of the arm on his shoulder, ignoring the palm on his neck, and slowly approached the funny-looking Dasha Chun with a somewhat repulsive but completely unsteady force, "I told you, but you didn't believe it~"

From a distance, this posture looks like two close lovers hugging and flirting.

This time there was really no distance between the two of them, and the hand on the neck changed its position because it was too close.

It slid from the front to the side, and finally became the same as Mo An, resting on the back of the neck and sinking into the soft hair.

Katakuri's palms are very large, and even in this position, his grip is strong enough to easily crush a person's bones if he wants to.

No matter how powerful the opponent is, in such a dangerous position...

But could he do it? And why didn't he hide?

Katakuri's throat rolled, and for the first time he felt the indescribable dryness.

Mo An’s bad taste is really...can’t be suppressed at all!

Just like the afternoon tea invitation that never stopped but never went smoothly, Mo An's thoughts on taking advantage of him and then seeing him show a more interesting expression never stopped for a second~

"So Fang, what did you want to ask me just now?"

Mo An was still slowly approaching.

She deliberately moved so slowly because she wanted to see the struggle on Katakuri's face.

Stunned, dazed, and unable to believe it, he had to accept the fact that Mo was Mo An.

Katakuri's breath was extremely chaotic, and his ears seemed to be occupied by an incessant buzzing sound.

He could feel the tingling breath on his face and the warm touch on his cheeks. He could also feel the other person's undisguised desire to tease him.

The only thing I felt was no ill will towards him.

Strange still seems to be Strange, but...

Forcing himself to calm his disordered emotions, Katakuri pushed the man aside, and the trident flashed with a cold light, pointing directly at Mo An's face, but stopped just before it was about to pierce his flesh.

Didn’t hide…

She was completely defenseless against him again...

If he discovered this secret, shouldn't we immediately become hostile?

It was obviously not like this during the last confrontation!

It is obvious that this person is full of darkness and tyranny!

Why can you pretend to be so innocent?

Thinking of how she had easily integrated into the family's younger brothers and sisters before, Katakuri spoke with some difficulty.

"Is it part of your plan to make us lose our guard...?"

"What are you talking about?" Mo An was thrown onto the sofa and sat down relaxedly. She shrugged innocently, spread her hands, and lied, "Although this situation is beyond my expectations, don't you really know why I'm here?"

Katakuri's palms tightened more and more. If that force was applied on a stone, it would be enough to crush it into fine powder.

He possessed great strength, and he would not necessarily become exhausted even if he swung his weapon tens of thousands of times. He even made the trident tremble on rare occasions.

Because of the other person's sight.

What do you mean? You still want to deceive him with words after all this?

"Sharptooth~" Mo An nonchalantly pressed the button of the phone bug that ordered food, "You promised, but you kept avoiding me, so can I make up for it with afternoon tea now?"

Of course Mo An saw what he was thinking.

But so what?

The values ​​and outlook of the people in this world are fundamentally different from those in her previous peaceful world.

The previous confrontation and the death of the Charlotte children in the war with the navy were not reasons for a long-term feud.

Are there not enough Charlotte children who died at Lingling’s hands?

The clock on the wall was about to point to three o'clock, and it was almost Katakuri's unshakable afternoon tea time.

but……

"Are you kidding me?" His voice was a little dry, and he could no longer maintain his usual aloofness and sternness. His tone could even be described as a little excited. "Navy! We are the enemy..."

My rationality was torn apart, and I finally managed to face my own emotions firmly, but now they became like a joke.

"How can you be so heartless?" Mo An interrupted him, leaning forward slightly leisurely.

The trident was almost touching her skin, emitting a terrifying cold light, but it unconsciously shrank back because of Mo An's approach.

This uncontrollable little movement made Mo An feel extremely happy.

She supported her chin and tilted her head slightly, but still looked unhappy.

"I thought my love for you was obvious enough, Sharptooth, but you don't think it would be necessary to go through so much trouble to deal with you, do you?"

"I will never believe..."

"I didn't lie to you~" Mo An pointed upwards and interrupted again, "The kingdom in heaven has technology far superior to that here. Didn't you verify the authenticity of the technology I gave you? Apart from the identity of Mo, what have I lied to you about?"

Without waiting for Katakuri's response, Mo An leaned back on the sofa, paused, and simply lay down again, putting his hands in front of his eyes, as if he was disappointed with Katakuri's behavior.

"Who do you think I am doing this for? If I come to you in this state, Lingling, the old lady, will definitely go crazy. If you weren't so concerned, do you think I would dare to do anything to her?"

Creating new characters and writing new stories are all easy tasks for Mo An.

If you can bluff me, bluff me. If you can't bluff me...

You just can't be fooled!

She just didn't believe that Dashachun would become her enemy at this time!

This silly spring has something to ask of her~

The current development has indeed exceeded Mo An’s expectations, but it’s not a big problem!

Since he has such thoughts about her and needs her, it now depends on whether Katakuri's loyalty to that little old lady Linlin will waver.

And does Katakuri believe Moan?

Actually, Katakuri doesn't know either.

If she just wanted them to help find someone, Mo An wouldn't have to come in person, and her follower wasn't afraid of his mother's power.

Mo An indeed...it seemed that no one had deceived him except for his identity Mo.

He had never seen the kingdom and technology in heaven with his own eyes, but above the sky island, at a higher place, there was indeed a more vast "infinite land".

So what Mo had said to Cracker at the time about the smallness of this world, the boundless and gorgeous galaxy, and the vaster and more distant unknown journey were all...

Katakuri suddenly remembered the meaningful look on Jin's face when he left.

After returning from Sky Island, he investigated Jhin's race, which was an existence called "God" from a long time ago.

Does Jhin know something more?

That kind of peculiar racial characteristics is really suitable for exploring unknown environments.

There was a knock on the door, followed by the chess soldier's questioning voice, interrupting Katakuri's chaotic thoughts.

Mo An was about to respond to the chess soldier, but the familiar glutinous rice ball blocked her mouth again.

Katakuri: "..."

Throwing the glutinous rice balls was a completely subconscious action.

Mo An chewed the glutinous rice ball in his mouth vigorously, his tone and eyes showing a hint of resentment.

"I told you it's not tasty!"

Katakuri's eyebrows twitched violently, and he turned his head away and didn't look at her.

Why can this guy still face him with the same attitude as before?

Full of flaws, completely defenseless...

Mo An looked at Katakuri through his fingers, "Because I like you~"

I don’t know if it’s because his emotions are too up and down, but Katakuri can’t control his expression for a moment. It’s really easy to understand what he is thinking now!

The muscles on Katakuri's cheeks twitched imperceptibly again, and the rise and fall of his chest intensified a little.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

"I want to kidnap you. Am I really that subtle about it?" Mo An opened his mouth.

But this is the truth, she really wants to kidnap Katakuri.

Katakuri: "..."

No...it's not subtle, she has mentioned it many times...

After swallowing the glutinous rice ball in his mouth, Mo An pretended to think for a while, then raised his hand that was on his eyes and steadied it a little, and spoke in a serious tone.

"Then let me be more obvious, Fangboy, I like you~"

Katakuri: "..."

"I like you~"

Katakuri: "..."

"I like you!"

It’s glutinous rice dumplings again.

Mo An rolled his eyes.

Dashachun is still as easy to be amused as ever.

"Don't be so heartless~" Mo An chewed the glutinous rice ball, his voice a little slurred, "I could have left a few days ago, who on earth is the reason why you stayed until now?"

Katakuri gritted his teeth.

Because he...

Although he showed obvious reluctance, he still stayed because of his words.

With Mo An's strength, with her mother in a coma and all the Homies ineffective, she can definitely turn Totland upside down and no one can stop her.

But she did nothing.

"why?"

"Because I like you~"

Katakuri: "!!!"

My breathing seemed to stop for a moment.

What is this crazy Navy guy talking about! That's not what he's asking!