The most salty fish navy of pirates

Although he ignored the Sengoku phone call on the grounds that he was in the East China Sea.

But in fact, from leaving the naval headquarters to actually departing, there was not even an afternoon of time, how could Liu Xing "teleport" from Marinfodo to the waters of the East China Sea? So after fighting with the Warring States, Liu Xing gave the order to increase the speed.

I'm really afraid that this guy with lower and lower operating values will send someone to catch up.

Although no one can stop you if you want to leave, it is inevitable that you will have to experience trouble again....

It's a pity that Liu Xing doesn't know.

In order to reverse Zefa's mind, the Warring States fell into a new round of anxiety, and there was no time to care about anything else.

There is plenty of time to move forward with a vacation-like mood!

............

On the deck of a warship.

The task of manipulating the warship was given to Ain.

Liu Xing put his hands on the armrests of the beach chair, and his whole body seemed to be trapped in it, a standard salted fish paralyzed posture, tilting his head, and sleeping deeply. That look was even more soul-destroying than Uncle Ge in his previous life.

Ain, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but be a little infected and yawned.

"Nope."

"I can't be infected by the lazy atmosphere he creates."

"I also have to uncover the mystery of Master with my own hands!" Now is the big opportunity! "

Ain rubbed the corners of his eyes and cheered up.

I have to say that Liu Xing may not really realize that this newly acquired apprentice is curious about himself, because he used to get along with the two men of Karp and Qinghe, and they are both big grinning personalities. So subconsciously ignored, girls and men think about the problem from a very different angle!

Of course, the main thing is Liu Xing's personality, which is too inaggressive, plus the current defenseless performance, so Ain has the guts to find out.

She tiptoed and approached in small steps.

Isn't it unwilling to admit Jian Hao's identity?

It is also an exaggeration that if this sword is pulled out, it will destroy the headquarters of the Navy ....

I'd rather see what this mysterious sword looks like!"

Ain glanced at the sleeping Liu Xing with a weak heart, but found that he was lying on the beach chair, the sun shining on his face, and he exuded a lazy temperament. His gaze couldn't be taken back for a while. I didn't pay attention before, but now I look at it carefully, this guy's face seems to be a little handsome....

Stop, stop!

Ain shook his head vigorously and looked away.

How could this idea come to my mind just now?

She refocused her attention on Liu Xing's waist, reached out with both hands, carefully grabbed the hilt of the sword, subconsciously held her breath, feeling a little nervous! Because after all, this is his own teacher, and it is far from being as simple as it seems, if the idea of inquiring into his secret is exposed....

Ain was still a little worried.

But now curiosity prevailed, and his hands approached without hesitation.

Close, close!

As soon as the fingertips touched, I felt a thick and heavy touch.

Before she could hold the entire hilt of the sword, Liu Xing on the beach chair seemed to feel something, suddenly turned sideways, changed posture, and pressed the sword on her waist and the small palm that Ain had not yet had time to withdraw under her.

One arm leaning on the armrest pulled down and fumbled in the air. Finally, the snap hit something with warm tentacles and an extremely smooth feeling....

"What?"

Liu Xing muttered unconsciously, feeling that the hand felt good in his dream, so he opened his fingers and pinched it twice in an instinctive reaction.

In reality.

Ain looked at the hand resting on his lap and wanted to cry without tears.

She somewhat regretted changing her Navy uniform to the usual clothes. The lower body is now only wearing a pair of shorts, highlighting the hot body, and while the two slender long legs are also allowed to contact the skin of the thighs at zero distance...

At this time, on the white thighs, there were already several more reddish fingerprints, and the contrast was very obvious....

The overall posture is very awkward.

Ain's mind went blank.

She bit her lip and waited for a few minutes, but the hand on her thigh still didn't take it away.

On the contrary, he also caressed back and forth playfully, feeling the touch of the smooth skin. Liu Xing in his sleep also unconsciously showed a smile, obviously, he was having a lot of fun, and he didn't know what interesting scenes came to mind in his dreams.

Ain's body stiffened and his mind broke down a little.

In any case, I did not expect that this situation would evolve into this.

Don't touch it again!

That's my leg, not a toy....

Finally, with a split in her heart, she jerked her back step and finally broke free of that hand.

At the same time, Liu Xing's body was also moved down a few points, and the hand waved a few times in dissatisfaction in the air, and then changed posture. This time it has completely changed from the posture of salted fish paralysis to sleeping on a beach chair...

When Ain returned to the room, the first thing he did was change into a pair of trousers and hide his legs covered with pale red fingerprints.

Then, she didn't dare to think of any more information, standing on the deck and looking at the sea around her.

After all, he is now in the wave set off by the era of sea thieves...

Pirates can appear at any time!

Kindness?

At this moment, in Ain's line of sight, he suddenly saw a figure floating on the sea, not sinking, but slowly moving forward.

She took the binoculars, and then saw that in front of the old man with white hair and beard, there was a head that did not belong to a human, and the tentacles supported the human who was larger than his body, and he was swimming hard.

"Fishman?"

"And it looks like he's not too old..."

"Is the human on his back in a shipwreck?"

Ain thought about it, so he returned to the helm, changed direction, and sailed towards the fishman and the old man floating on the sea...

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Thanks for the empty tip!

PS: Recently, I adjusted my work and rest time, and I wanted to write more during the day, but I made myself a little broken, it seems that the life of night owls cannot be avoided... In addition, the contract was sent, and after changing to the signing status, it began to repay the plus.