[An Lei] Return to the Sea [Bump Doujin]

Lei Shi yawned and slowly opened his eyes. The purple eyes were full of physiological saline that had just woken up, looking at the ceiling that was getting darker as the sky was getting darker. He moved his nose and then closed his eyes—— He felt like he was still dreaming.

Nonsense, isn't it a dream? Where can he smell the aroma of skewers?

Lei Shi gritted his teeth and rubbed his stomach that had been wronged for a few days, and made a strong note to An Mixiu - he must be driven off at the next stop!

"Lei Shi?" He heard An Mixiu's voice, but as the knock on the door broke into his ears through the wooden door, he covered his ears with a pillow annoyed—fuck An Mixiu!I smell a lot in my dream and you want to bother me? !

"Lei Shi got up to eat." He heard the sound of the door opening and An Mixiu's approaching footsteps, and he realized that he finally had to say goodbye to the kebabs in his dream, but the kebabs were getting closer and closer to him , the taste is getting stronger.

But he still didn't think that An Mixiu would give him food, so Lei Shi decided to fight An Mixiu on the bed until the last second.

"Lei Shi..." An Mixiu put his hand on his shoulder and said with a smile, as if he had seen through Lei Shi's pretending to sleep a long time ago: "Get up and eat something, I won't help you if you are hungry at night." Get up and get you something to eat."

"I got it, I got it, I said you..." Annoying? !

With an impatient face, Lei Shi grabbed the pillow on his face and was about to throw it on An Mixiu's face, but the sudden familiar scent made him stop quickly. He looked at the white plate in An Mixiu's hand. That pile of fragrant and steaming plates... Skewers! ! ! !

Lei Shi was dumbfounded, he wondered if the An Mixiu holding the skewer in front of him might not be a fake, or that he was still in a dream?

An Mixiu looked at his expression and guessed Lei Shi's thoughts. He put his hand not holding the plate on the corner of his mouth and coughed lightly, his eyes wandered: "Cough... I don't know if it's delicious when I make it for the first time. Anyway, you Be careful..."

Lei Shi was silent in the battle between heaven and man in his mind, thinking that he finally had a skewer to eat, and at the same time considering that this was the first time An Mixiu made skewers, what if it was poisonous, and finally he picked up a skewer with a face full of death. Put it in his mouth—he finally knew why he dragged An Mixiu onto the boat.

Just for this day! ! !

Lei Shi was busy with his mouth, so he gave An Mixiu an appreciative look, grabbed a bunch and continued to stuff it into his mouth, and then he choked.

An Mixiu breathed a sigh of relief at the side, when he saw Lei Shi patting his chest with one hand, the red corners of his mouth twitching for a while, he couldn't hold it back, and laughed out loud with a 'puchi', he covered his stomach and handed it to Lei Shi A glass of beer, and then burst out laughing unabashedly.

Lei Shi, who had finally managed to regain his composure, glared at him viciously, and grunted, grabbed another skewer and held on to the beer with his other hand—his meaning was obvious. For the sake of letting you go.

It was a revelry for the Thunderlion Pirates—a revelry to celebrate the day they finally got out of old age—and Palos thought so too.

It's a pity that they started their daily life of the elderly again the next day, and they were instantly jealous of Camille - because Camille was silent and well-behaved, and because of her own sweetness, every day was not enjoyable.

Finally one day Palos woke up - isn't this feeling that Dad only likes the little brother and doesn't love us? !An Mixiu has unknowingly turned the guest into the master, has no one noticed? !Did he capture Camille with food and no one noticed? !

"Boss Leishi," Palos said, looking at Leishi who was eating the orange peeled by An Mixiu with disgust on his face, "Don't you think that An Mixiu is already thinking of usurping the throne?" ?! Is it really okay for us to let it go like this?!" Paley hasn't eaten meat for two days!

He pointed at the fresh oranges in the Leishi bowl with a serious face, and his tone of voice was painful, like an old mother with a heart attack who got angry when her child was disobedient and particularly naughty: "Think about the days before us! Think about us again Now!"

Lei Shi looked at the oranges in his bowl in silence, his face gradually darkened: "You are right, you really can't let him continue to be so presumptuous on his own territory."

Palos nodded in relief, and followed Lei Shi into the kitchen with a smile that was watching the show, and then...then there was no more.

He just watched Lei Shi put the bowl of oranges that he didn't know when he ate them clean, and put them next to An Mixiu, who was thinking about what to make for dinner: "I don't think this will work, there must be meat in the dishes, otherwise it will be fine." Your theory is unbalanced."

Palos fell to the deck outside the kitchen with a "bump". He looked at the two people who turned their faces when they heard the movement and tugged at the corners of their mouths stiffly: "It's okay, I slipped, you continue..."

Then he walked out of the antelope kitchen that confused his thinking with vain steps, greeted Camille passing by in a trance, came to the deck with dull eyes and rubbed Paley's head, thinking absent-mindedly And then—the ship is over.

TBC.