DeepSky_Luo Xiang's short stories

The blond man was humming a ditty while packing up the tableware in the kitchen. He had just delivered the prepared afternoon tea to the two goddesses. The compliment he received was simply a spiritual baptism. Everyone else was enjoying this leisurely refreshment on the deck. He decided to Make another pot of fragrant herbal tea. He is in a good mood, not only because of today's fine weather and the goddess' praise, but also because of the extra person on board at the moment.

Trafalgaro was a temporary guest sailing with them.

But more special than anyone else.

When Luo leaned over and bit his lip forcefully for the first time, Sanji's brain froze immediately. Although he was kissed desperately on the cheek by a group of perverts on Shemale Island, none of them were so bold as to Extent. And...that's a completely different situation!!!!

It's not a mean joke or a punishment game, Luo is really kissing himself.

The heartbeat is something that cannot be controlled. The blond man can’t help it if he doesn’t want to admit it. Although it’s the man’s breath, Sanji found that he couldn’t resist it. At that moment, he felt an indescribable obsession and intoxication. There was an indescribable feeling in that man. There are qualities that set him apart from all others.

The honeysuckle, white chrysanthemum, and rock sugar are all ready. The water in the pot starts to roll, and the chef skillfully turns off the fire.

In the next second, there was a sudden force on the waist. And a second ago, there was no one in the kitchen. As vigilant as Sanji, it is impossible not to notice someone approaching from behind, unless... that guy used his ability , transferred directly from elsewhere.

Sanji sighed and felt his heart start to speed up again. "Damn, do you have to scare me out of a heart attack?"

Luo raised the corners of his mouth. He added some strength to his hands, and locked the blond man in his arms. From this angle, as long as he lowered his head, he could just reach behind his ears. The doctor did so immediately. It seemed that he As soon as his lips touched the back of his ear, the skin there began to turn red.

"Talk about this kind of problem with a doctor?" He was in a good mood, and laughed softly. "Of course I will be responsible for curing the illness I made you suffer from."

He moved his hand up to the blond man's chin, and turned his face around. Luo touched his lips without hesitation. Not resisting was a tacit consent to himself. The doctor felt that the blond man's arm seemed to be unconsciously embracing him, and then Even more brazenly, he slid the tip of his tongue over to pry open the man's teeth. The blond man's broken whispers were swallowed by him while panting, and Luo felt that he was also prone to having a heart attack.

Compared with the simple, peaceful and happy Straw Hat Pirates, Trafalgaro is more like a real pirate. He never intends to let go of what he wants. In order to get what he wants, he can wait patiently, Plan carefully, and realize his plan step by step. He has never felt so eager to get someone. Compared with kisses, he must ask for more.

but not now.

The doctor turned away from those lips that fascinated him, turned and walked away. At the door, he passed shoulder to shoulder with the green-haired man who just came in. He easily ignored the puzzled look of "Why are you here?" Luo raised the corner of his mouth , taking one last look at the blond man.

"If you feel uncomfortable, you can come to me. After all, I am also a doctor."

The green-haired man watched Luo leave, and then looked at the cook who was hurriedly making herbal tea. "You actually feel uncomfortable? It's really strange..."

"How is it possible, idiot." The cook seemed to be too busy to even glance at him.

The swordsman clicked his tongue, thinking it was just right not to stare at Lao Tzu, he took out a bottle of wine from the shelf and walked out.

After he left, Sanji breathed a sigh of relief, and the movements of his hands slowed down. He stared at the clear glass teapot, and slowly lit a cigarette. The nicotine finally cleared his mind, but the brain still It kept echoing what Luo said just now.

[If you feel uncomfortable, you can come to me. After all, I am also a doctor.]

[The disease I made you suffer from, of course I am responsible for curing it.]

The heart started beating uncontrollably again.

Bastard Luo, what do you mean by saying this...?