on a pirate ship

They hang the flag of Kuntong, avoid the main waterway, and take a route that few people know to go straight to Yuke.

Unless the whole sea is full of ships looking for them, it is difficult to be spotted, so the sailing is quite easy.

What kind of captain and what kind of people, now Luo Wei's people are all looking like villains, they don't do any work, they all take it for granted that they are uncles, and if they have anything to do, they will tell the people in Tibetan Qing to do it. When it came to resistance, he was ready to kick into the sea. Who told Zang Qing to promise his boss that in addition to the boat fee, he would also have to pay the corresponding labor.

Such unequal treaties naturally brought dissatisfaction among the people, and small battles continued one after another, but they were all ruthlessly suppressed in the end. The reason was simple. Tibetan Qing didn't say anything, and they could only endure it.

The sky was blue and the sun was shining brightly. On the deck, there was a row of reclining chairs, forming a magnificent long snake. Headed by Luo Wei, there were quite a few of his brothers, and even Li Yuan, who rarely came out to bask in the sun, joined in the fun.

Although teeth grinding can be heard from time to time, the more this happens, the more pleasant it is.

The Tibetan people brought a large amount of supplies. Except for ammunition and ammunition, the ingredients were also quite abundant. Even fresh fruits, which were luxury items for them in the past, filled the warehouse in boxes.

He might really be spoiled by Tibetan Qing, and develop a habit of squandering, and he is not a rich man, what will happen once Tibetan Qing leaves...

This thought made him a little worried, and then Luo Wei stretched out his arms, shaking the newspaper covering his face, and made an indistinct voice, "Orange juice."

The man was waiting beside him, he seemed to be some kind of cadre from the Tibetan Qing Dynasty. Luo Wei saw that he was pleasing to the eye, so he asked him to serve him. The broken table next to this man was full of all kinds of drinks, so it was not counted as sleeping. , and a variety of fresh juices.

With a sinking hand, Luo Wei swallowed the moderately sweet and sour orange juice.

No matter what problem he develops, if he has wine today, he will be drunk today, anyway, if they don't squander those things, they will be cheaper. Thinking of this, Luo Wei ordered another glass, "Passion fruit."

The person who poured him a drink had a gloomy face, a row of uncles all had something to shade him, standing on the deck basking in the sun like an idiot, his heart was filled with thunder and rain, his eyes glanced towards the cabin from time to time, why didn't the boss come, Come and save the brothers who are in deep water and fire...

At this time, the person at the end of the row yelled, with a vein popping out of his forehead, but he still pushed the creaking broken table with a good temper, and walked over there...

There are four wheels nailed under the broken table. Although it is not stable, it is barely usable, but the appearance of this man is like that of a train conductor pushing a small trolley to sell food on a train in a certain country...

And the person he has called out countless times in his heart, like his brothers, is working...

Luo Wei's cabin is one of the best cabins in the entire ship, but it has been unused for a long time, so the effect can be imagined.

Waking up early this morning, the two of them smelled of moss, and what fell on the pillow was not dandruff, but rust pieces of various sizes. One can imagine the harshness of the environment.

As soon as Luo Wei went out to have a good time, Zang Qing spontaneously started to tidy up the room.

Put the quilt on the highest place to dry, and he rubbed all the rusty places with sandpaper. If the room needs to be used, it is impossible to paint it, so the navy blue rubbing is very serious. When he is finished, he can touch it everywhere Smooth, there will be no more incidents of rust hitting people.

There is a layer of moisture-absorbing paper in the cabinet, and the clothes of the two are placed in the box below. After the paper absorbs the moisture, the clothes are changed in.

But this boat is old, and the Tibetan Qing changed a pile of paper in the afternoon, and there is still no sign of dryness inside.

The rotten table next to the bed was directly split by Tibetan Blue, and replaced with an iron table, the rust was wiped off, and it looked quite new.

After Zang Qing finished his work, it was already dark. When they finished eating, Zang Qing went to take a shower. When he came back, Luo Wei was looking around the house with his hands behind his back. Mu Yu seemed quite satisfied.

Tibetan Qing didn't wear a jacket, just a pair of trousers, and put a towel on his head. As soon as he came in, the cabin was filled with the aroma of bath liquid. Luo Wei immediately turned around with a smile, "Good job, there are some hard workers who are in charge of Qingxing future."

Sitting on the bed with one buttocks, leaning back, all the limbs stretched out, maybe it was comfortable, he sighed, "Just as long as you are satisfied."

The house has been completely changed, which shows how hard Tibetan Qing is today. Luo Wei didn't see him when he was having dinner, and thought that this guy went to cook a small stove, but he didn't eat anything.

It was fun to enslave him, Luo Wei, but he didn't want to abuse him. He knelt down on the bed and helped him brush his hair. Anyway, it was not the first time he had done this job. "Thank you."

Luo Wei looked rude, but he had a good grip on his hands. He shook his head with him, but it didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Tibetan Qing glanced at him from between the white towel and shaking hair, "It's rare, I can still hear you say that .”

Luo Wei coughed, put the damp towel on the table, and sat on the edge of the navy blue with his legs stretched out, "Didn't eat tonight, are you hungry? There seems to be a lot of things in the kitchen. I'll ask them to bring them to you." point……"

As Luo Wei was talking, he saw that Tibetan Qing was scratching his index finger on his thumb, his eyes were drawn, his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally automatically muted, because he saw a row of calluses on Tibetan Qing's hands.

They don’t have all the tools, except for sandpaper. They don’t have any grinding tools. When their brothers are working, they still complain. If the sandpaper is not done well, it’s a hand callus, or the hand is full of holes. Although it can’t be seen, a bubble My whole hand hurts in the water.

His cabin is not big, but it's self-evident how big the project is by rubbing it out with sandpaper. The guy in Tibetan Qing didn't eat all day, so he was just doing this kind of work.

I pulled my hand over and touched it upwards. It was so rough that it was a bit scratchy, "Do you have to work hard, take your time, anyway, you have to exchange your labor for a boat ticket, even if this is done, there are other things. "

Luo Wei's mouth was stiff, but his heart was distressed, and he kept rubbing Tibetan Qing's hand, but they both knew that if Luo Wei's hand rubbed calluses, the other side of Tibetan Qing would not fall off.

"You used to be so shabby that you could still sleep, but now I'm too embarrassed to say it." In the past, I could find some words to humiliate, but now the cabin's dark blue contempt is gone, "Sleep here Di'er will get rheumatism in a few days, why don't you just fool yourself like this if I don't come?"

Luo Wei shrank his neck and laughed, even if he denied it, the words would still be weak, because he would definitely not clean up, he would have to be fooled and fooled.

"Let's not make an example." He glanced at him warningly, "Let me know that you are self-abuse again, we will wait and see."

Zang Qing used to give him the feeling that it was unpredictable and elusive, as if Tibetan Qing was indifferent to everything except himself.

His attitude towards him is also ambiguous, even if he is close, there seems to be a distance, but now Luo Wei finds out that his past cognition was wrong. Since the layer of paper was broken, Zang Qing has completely changed himself...

This guy in Tibetan Qing is very machismo, he likes to manage people, especially him.

He can get used to some problems, but Luo Wei, who is too bad, must change, otherwise he will pay a heavy price.

He is a little uncomfortable with this navy blue, but being under control is another way of caring...

At least he cares about him, including the details.

Luo Wei stuck out his tongue and gave a military salute, "Yes! Sir!"

Seeing the ball of pink passing by before his eyes, he never moved his eyes away from his mouth, pulled out his hand, and put it directly on Luo Wei's mouth, pressing his fingertips on the place where his saliva had just been stained, and said in a low voice, " Come on, lick, it won't hurt after licking."

His tongue is not Yunnan Baiyao!

I didn't say this, but when I looked up, I saw that the eyes of Qing Qing had changed, Luo Wei gulped his saliva, his butt hurt...

Last night was a peaceful night, but now...

Luo Wei wanted to slip away, but after seeing that guy's bewitching eyes and rubbing his rough fingers twice, he opened his mouth bewilderedly.

The thumb twitched in the mouth, and Luo Wei licked cooperatively, but his tongue couldn't keep up with the movement of the navy blue, and it didn't take long for saliva to flow down the corner of his mouth.

Pulling off Luo Wei's pants with one hand, the fingers in his mouth have become three, and Luo Wei's mouth is stretched out of shape, and the painful appearance is pleasing to the eye.

The tongue was pulled so hard that she almost lost consciousness, but Tibetan Qing was still enjoying it. Finally, she squeezed her tongue with three fingers and pulled it out of her mouth. Instead of fingers, continue to clamp his tongue, Luo Wei whimpered and couldn't say anything.

Wet fingers stuffed under the crotch, and directly touched the swollen place, arched the fingers twice, and went in directly, Luo Wei immediately hugged the shoulder of the navy blue, and the nails scratched a few red spots on it. print.

Previously, I was mining too much on the boat, and there was almost no time to rest there, so I didn’t feel anything. I was on vacation for two days, and suddenly I felt quite uncomfortable. Luo Wei’s body and himself were rejecting it. But that finger still broke through the encirclement unceremoniously...

Luo Wei's waist softened, and Zang Qing hugged him directly, and let him sit on him with his legs apart. His fingers were not focused on expanding, but rubbing against the inner wall. It didn't take long for Luo Wei to feel something strange... …

The calluses on the navy blue fingers felt nothing to the touch, but once they were put inside, they had almost the same function as sandpaper, which made him ache and itchy. Luo Wei twisted his waist, but the fingers were still not pushed out by him, and they were still making waves... …

Luo Wei wanted to beg for mercy, but when he lowered his head, he saw the smiling eyes of Qing Qing.

There was a thump in my heart, didn't I have premeditated it? !

I X!Is even the cocoon within the bastard's expectations? !

Then, use them in the same way!

Oh shit!Tibetan Qing, when will you be able to count people!