The Laughing Clown in Pirate

The evening wind blew by, causing the broken windows to creak and the remaining glass to sway in the window frames.

The moonlight pouring down like a white gauze, through the broken glass, shone with little silver brilliance.

Boya Hancock hugged her so tightly that the clown felt slightly uncomfortable. The soft pressure on his chest and the sweet smell at the tip of his nose caused him to have a physiological reaction, and he was very embarrassed for a moment.

"That...Hancock..."

The clown said awkwardly, the magnetic bubble sound having been thrown out of his mind long ago.

"Don't talk...Mr. Clown."

Boya Hancock quietly hugged the clown's waist, rubbed her cheek against the clown's cheek, and made a murmuring sound.

"I'm afraid you are just a dream...a bubble...a fantasy of an insomniac who misses too much..."

"So... don't talk, Mr. Clown."

"Let me indulge in fantasy like this!"

The smooth cheeks and silky hair rubbed the clown's face, and the clown felt that the fragrance was getting stronger and stronger. This was not the fragrance of perfume, nor was it what people call a girl's body fragrance. This was something more wonderful, named

The devilish power of the devil fruit.

But it wasn't this that stirred the clown's deep heart at this moment, but the tightly beating heart.

Since that incident, no one has ever given him a hug... At this moment, his dark and crazy heart softened slightly.

So... he opened his arms, and then slowly hugged Boya Hancock's slender waist and thin shoulders.

This was a long hug, and the shy Mingyue had hidden in the clouds several times and peeked out her head secretly several times.

Light and shadow float...Hancock whispered softly next to the clown's head.

"Mr. Clown, are you still there?"

"I'm here, Hancock, I'm holding you..."

"very nice……"

Hancock murmured again, and held the clown's hand tighter.

At this time, the Joker had already withdrawn from the emotions infected by Hancock. He chuckled and patted Hancock's back gently.

"I mean it, Hancock!"

"I'm not a phantom, nor a fantasy, I'm really here to find you."

"Um...yes..." Boya Hancock had no intention of letting go.

But the clown's cheeks could already feel the heat on Hancock's cheeks.

She...is shy...

"So...can you let me go? I have something to say to you...some excessive demands..."

"Five minutes, just hold me for another five minutes..."

"Okay..." the clown replied, 'What's going on with my secret heart? I'm a clown! joker!'

Five minutes later...actually the clown didn't know how much time had passed, but his legs were a little numb.

"Hancock..."

"Three minutes, Mr. Clown..."

"All right……"

"Hancock..."

"One minute, Mr. Clown!"

"..."

"Hancock, you have to let go..."

"Well..." Three seconds later, Boya Hancock suddenly let go of the clown and turned his back.

The power of the sweet fruit evaporated uncontrollably on her body, creating heart-shaped bubbles.

"so shy……"

The clown found that he was better at dealing with the insidious and cunning gangsters, but he had nothing to do with the girl who was immersed in love in front of him.

When he was sixteen, the Pirate King Roger was executed by the navy. He parted ways with his friend Red-haired Shanks and started wandering alone from the East China Sea, living a free pirate life in the traditional sense.

So... he can be regarded as someone who has been around for a long time and has a wide range of hobbies...

But he is still not good at dealing with this. When a girl is sincere to you, any deception and tricks will only make your personality look ugly.

.

"Hancock, raise your head..." Walking around Hancock, the clown walked to the shoulder of Hancock who had his head lowered and almost buried it in his chest.

There were more and more steaming pink hearts on Hancock's head. She raised her head, her eyes closed, her cheeks flushed, and her crystal lips shining bright red in the moonlight.

The clown brushed his forehead with his hand, 'What on earth is this woman thinking about?'

Although he thought so, the corners of his mouth could not help but raise a little.

"Open your eyes, Hancock, let's talk business...as the world's worst criminal and daughter of the King of the Island."

Hancock opened his eyes, but his dark blue eyes flickered away from the clown's sight.

"I need your help, use your country to cover for me..."

"Okay, no problem!" Before the clown could finish speaking, Boya Hancock nodded and said.

"Listen to me first Hancock, you are the emperor of Amazon Lily Kingdom, you have to be responsible for your people!"

"If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight!"

"Yeah! Yeah!" Boya Hancock nodded, but what he was thinking was that the serious Mr. Clown was so handsome.

The clown knew as soon as he looked at Hancock's blurred eyes that she didn't listen to what he said, so he could only continue.

"I used some tricks to obtain the design drawings of the ancient weapon Pluto."

"Hades?"

"Eight hundred years ago, there was a great kingdom called the Giant Kingdom. They conquered the world with three major weapons. Pluto was one of the weapons."

"Pluto is a huge battleship. Legend has it that one cannon can destroy an island!"

"What a terrifying weapon!"

Hancock said the clown knew she was just trying to cheer him up.

"Ahem... I obtained the design drawings and through some methods, assembled a construction team that can build Hades. But I lack a hidden place to build Hades."

"So...I thought of you!" The clown said with an apologetic smile: "Girl's Island is located in the windless zone of the Grand Line. There are no islands around it, and it is extremely closed and has no trade with the outside world. It is the most suitable place for Pluto.

"

"So...I beg you, Boya Hancock, the Emperor of Amazon Lily, please give me a helping hand in order to change this bad world."

"No problem, Mr. Clown!" Hancock nodded.

"You agreed too quickly, Hancock." The clown shook his head. He didn't know how to deal with it for a moment: "You can make conditions for me, for example, you provide a place, and I will hand over a batch of weapons or supplies to Amazon every month.

·Lily Kingdom."

"As for Mr. Clown, no need!" Boya Hancock shook his head.

"And the most important thing...if the Pluto under construction is discovered, the entire Amazon Lily Kingdom will be destroyed!" The Joker looked at Boya Hancock seriously.

It was impossible for him to give up the idea of ​​having Hades build the Amazon Lily Kingdom, but... Boya Hancock was so unreserved that he could only think about her.

"Mr. Clown, do you know?" Boya Hancock's eyes no longer dodge, and his dark blue eyes looked into the clown's eyes.

"The reason why I became the emperor...is for you!"

"So it doesn't matter...you can use me, or you can lose the entire kingdom!"

"Then it's settled!"

The sarcastic clown interrupted Boya Hancock's monologue, his eyes evasive.

"Amazon Lily Kingdom provides a site for the construction of Hades, and accordingly I will provide materials, advanced technology, and corresponding weapons to Amazon Lily Kingdom."

"By the way, I brought you a gift this time!" the clown said, "turn your back to me and take off your upper body clothes."

"Ah! Mr. Clown... you have to get married first!" Boya Hancock's face turned red.

"Ah, no... I want to remove the mark for you, that mark!"

In an instant, Boya Hancock understood what the clown was talking about. She turned her back silently and took off her cheongsam to reveal her white and smooth back.

The clown's hand was placed on Boya Hancock's back, which was unexpectedly cold.

"Split into pieces!"

The skin on Boya Hancock's back was reorganized, and the dark red dragon's hooves gradually faded until they completely disappeared.

"Are you ready... Mr. Clown?"

Boya Hancock's voice was as trembling as her body. The clown took back his hand and found that his palms were slightly wet, covered with sweat from Boya Hancock's nervousness.

"alright……"

Hearing the clown's words, Boya Hancock quickly put on his clothes and was too shy to turn around.

Outside the pond outside the window, the lush water plants rustled in the wind, and the bright moon silently shed only its pure white moonlight... everything fell into a wonderful silence.

After a long time...Boya Hancock calmed down and turned around.

"I... really like Mr. Clown's gift!"

"Um……"

For a moment, the eloquent clown didn't know what to say.

"Mr. Clown, you must have had a hard time this year!"

"What?"

"Because even the red nose has disappeared..."

Boya Hancock stepped forward slowly, and once jumped into the arms of the clown.

"I can feel it, Mr. Clown, he is very lonely!"

The clown, who was once again hugged by the empress, looked up at the night sky without words. The bright moon still hung in the dark blue night sky, generously providing them with brilliant moonlight.

The clown just felt that the bright moon tonight was too charming.