Pirate: They always think that Dover is my CP

Mo An was about to set off with the life card in hand, but was stopped by Ace again.

"Sit down!" Ace patted the chair and showed his shark teeth, "Stay with Marco more! If you continue to be so careless, be careful they really want to settle a score with you!"

Although Ace also felt that this behavior seemed very powerful, Bista and the others had discussed that none of these people were good, and they probably didn't know each other's situation now.

Who would have thought that these people would really have an unclear relationship with Mo An!

If Ace hadn't revealed the news, most of them would have thought that Hawkeye was just annoying Mo An and wanted to kill Mo An!

After all, he is a person with that kind of personality...

Mo An: "..."

Ying Ying Ying!

Sit down honestly and don't dare to move.

The captains shook their shoulders and tried hard to suppress laughter.

Except for Ace, no one really dared to treat Mo An like this.

God knows that when they first saw Ace giving Mo An a violent beating, they were so frightened that their heads almost fell off!

What turned out to be Mo An was pretending to be weak and crying.

Ignoring the group of sifting captains and failing to leave, Mo An put the life card back into the warehouse and took out a small notebook.

It’s December 1521, 12 in the Haiyuan calendar. The weather is sunny!

unhappy!

Because I got scolded by Ace again!

Bring a big chair, set up a small table and sit in the corner.

Aggrieved!

Mo An came here early in the morning and has been having trouble all morning, and now it’s time for intermission.

He skillfully placed several plates of snacks and fruits on the table, placed his feet on the table in an inconspicuous manner, leaned back slightly on the chair, took out the latest novel, and started catching up.

But looking at it...

Her vision lost focus.

Ace has become more mature. It will be his twentieth birthday soon and he is already an adult...

Does he...really want...those?

Even though she was ready to let go of Ace, she couldn't help but think about someone else being with Ace in the future...

"Why are you always alone?"

A lazy voice sounded beside him. Mo An moved and raised his head. The chair that was already tilted backwards also fell backwards with his movements.

Such a large arc made it impossible to maintain balance, but Mo An did not fall to the ground with the chair.

Marco put his hand on the back of the chair to steady the tilted chair.

Her long pink hair swayed gently with the sea breeze, and her dangling gold earrings and red gemstone earrings reflected beautiful light under the sunlight.

Mo An was resting one hand leisurely on the back of the chair, and was dazed with a book in the other.

The way she calmed down was completely different from usual.

"Dead bird!" Mo An's eyes refocused, and when he saw it was Marco, he couldn't help grinding his teeth. He really had the urge to bite him, "You didn't know how to stop them when they instilled strange thoughts into Ace. A little bit!"

"Ace is an adult, how can I control his thoughts." Marco looked at her for a while, took away her book, turned it up and down, and then put it back in Mo An's hand, "The book was held upside down."

Mo An: "..."

Throwing the book on the table casually, Mo An continued to lie in this position with his hands behind his head. He unceremoniously let Marco act as a humanoid support, and forcibly used the chair to feel like a recliner.

"Why are you looking for me?" Mo An took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it. Her tone was somewhat meaningful, "What's the point of being an adult? It's so tiring. Being a child is the happiest thing!"

"Are you tired then?"

This inexplicable question made Mo An tilt his head and look at him with some confusion, wondering what the dead bird wanted to say.

"If you're tired, at least here, you don't have to be an adult." Marco straightened the chair and put his hand on the top of Mo An's hair.

The fluffy and soft long hair feels good to the touch, and the palms stuck in the hair can't help but want to use it a few more times.

The little girl had so many secrets that he was too lazy to explore them.

If she doesn't want to say it, she can't get it out even if she tries to trick her.

But it must be tiring to hide your true purpose with all kinds of weird behaviors, right?

She carries no less burdens than her father, but she is far less free than his father.

"I'm really not used to you being like this," Mo An came closer and reached out to touch Marco's forehead, "Dead Bird, are you sick? Or were you just beaten stupid by me?"

The hair felt a little itchy as it passed between his fingers. Marco moved his fingers, hooked the ends of the hair, and then let go.

"Just relax here. If you don't want to say it, no one will explore your secrets. If there is anything you can't say, just ask them not to ask."

In fact, at this time, some people had already realized the meaning of Mo An's previous words, but everyone had a tacit understanding and didn't ask anything.

Even Ace didn't ask about the progress of finding Teach.

Mo An stared at Marco for a long time, unable to see anything else from that gentle temperament.

There was another gentle touch on the top of his head, and Marco said nothing.

It seemed that he came here just to say this, and after saying that, he was ready to leave.

As the nanny of Baituan, Marco seems to have endless things to do all day long.

"Ha..." Mo An rubbed his temples.

What did Marco see?

Was it the appearance of Li Jin and the others last time?

Relax……

No matter where she is, she can't relax.

As long as something persists, she can't help but feel anxious and irritable.

And Ace...

Tsk!

Who doesn’t want to be a child forever?

It's best to be the kind of naughty kid who doesn't care about the life and death of others and can go crazy without any scruples!

After putting out the cigarette butts, Mo An shouted to Marco who was leaving, "Dead bird!"

"Ok?"

Before Marco could turn around, he only felt a gust of wind blow by, and the next second someone was hanging on his back.

When those arms dangled in front of his eyes, Marco also saw that the bracelet on Mo An's hand reflected a beautiful light in the sun, and then his neck was strangled, and his hands reflexively wrapped around his waist. On the long legs between.

In fact, Mo An has grown a bit taller now, and his height of 2.53 meters usually feels very oppressive when standing there.

But as long as she restrains her momentum, she is a very deceptive existence.

Just like now, her whole body was hanging on Marco's back, and she looked like a small ball despite her slender frame.

"I'm tired!" Although she said this, her tone was still confident, "Today you are my means of transportation!"

Marco: "..."

Although I didn’t expect Mo An’s understanding to be wrong, it’s really not surprising that she would do such a thing...

"I still have to work~" Marco patted Mo An's arm, "I can't work with you like this."

"Who cares about you!" Mo An used a free hand to hit him on the head. In order to prevent himself from falling, he tightened his grip on his waist, "Children can make trouble!"

Marco held his forehead.

The little girl who is suddenly clingy is really...