Boss Husband, Control Yourself

Even if her face is not her now, she habitually protects herself, and unconsciously takes a knife from the deck.

He came over, several men like to meet the owner of the game, automatically walked away. The hand that Mo Han holds a knife just relaxed strength.

"They asked if you wanted to go to the party." The man said.

party?

As soon as I was puzzled, I heard the drum music in the room. Several men roared with strange words, but I have to say that their sense of rhythm was very strong, and it was nice to put them together.

"They're friendly and won't hurt you." The man reached out to her.

Mo Han don't cross a face, still sit quietly.

A man's lips outline a smile, born with ease. He took a guitar from the house. It's a wooden guitar. It's old and heavy. The strings have lost their luster.

He sat on the side of the boat, with one of his tall legs on the side and the other on the deck. He let his guitar fall on him and played in the sunset and sea breeze.

She couldn't understand what song he was singing. It was like a song in their language. But no matter what they say, their language is like a quarrel. It's very impolite and savage. It's used by him to sing and hum, but it seems to have a unique style and intriguing.

Mo Han gradually faces him, hands on his knees, holding his chin to see him play and sing.

It was the first time in her life that she had seen a man for such a long time and didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

"Sounds good?" He closed the string with a smile in his eyes.

She nodded.

After all, it's just a 16-year-old girl. No matter how hard her heart is, it will melt.

"There's something better." The man stood up and handed her his hand. This time, she held his hand.

If you fall to the ground during training, the day horse will not pull her. When the night horse pulls her up, it will only point its arm at her and let her climb his arm like a branch.

This simple gesture, ordinary people used countless times, she is the first time.

It's not so hard to trust a person.

Later, she danced with them in the room, learned their language, roared and sang loudly, and was carried around by them. She didn't feel disgusted. In her later days, it was the happiest and most incomparable time.

They took her to the deck and showed her the posture the pirates used when they declared war on each other and teased each other. It was rude, but she thought it was funny.

"Try?" The man asks her, Mo is wearing the difference of smile not to pass breath, wave a hand to even shake head. Then he pulled her to the middle of the crowd and asked her to learn from him. She squatted on her legs like a horse, raised her buttocks and put up her middle finger. The most important thing was to show a fierce expression on her face and roar a lion in her throat.

She was arched so hard that the men were cajoling. She thought about it, just do it, anyway, she would never see them again. Anyway, this face is not my own.

She did so, pouting her buttocks, which was a bit unbearable. She also wanted to act like a villain on purpose. She didn't feel comfortable at first.

The man shook his head and gave her a serious interpretation. His eyes must be bulging like a carp, and his mouth should be square, like a piece of soap. A handsome face turns into this ghost in a second. It's really hard to fight. Mohan is driven by him. After a few attempts, she learns very well. A group of people clap and whistle. She thinks that making everyone happy is also her value on this ship.

After a long time, a group of people fell on the deck and groaned. Mo Han didn't drink. She was asked to drink, but the men stopped her. He seems to have a good amount of wine. He is not red and willful after drinking so much.

"It's good to be a man." A good-looking man is an admirable ornament, while a good-looking woman will cause trouble.

"Want to be like a man?" The man was very interested and pulled her to the spare space on the deck. "Follow me."

There is still a lot of food left on the table. The man grabs the chicken leg with one hand and the steak with the other. He chews like a cow chews grass. The huge food is quickly eliminated.

It's very heroic! Mo Han learns from him and chews it carelessly. His eyes are wide open. He has to dabble in other food while eating, for fear that the delicious food will be taken away later.

Because his mouth is small and his stomach is small, he can't compare with him. In the end, his mouth is full of oil and he almost choked himself!

"I can't compare you with what I eat, but what I drink?" Mo Han doesn't accept it. The man reaches out his finger and swings it. He turns around and calls a brother to come and compare Mo Han with him.

A group of people filled them with more than a dozen bowls of juice, and they started to drink one bowl after another at the two ends of the long table.

Gulu Gulu is more exciting than a fighter. She stepped on a stool and put her hand in her waist to make her drink more comfortable. Unconsciously, she had caught up with the speed of the other party. At last, she became more brave and took the lead in the last bowl. She drank it all, wiped her mouth with her hand and buckled the empty bowl on her head.

He has been watching, looking at her as if she had been opened, just like when she was rescued. He also poured himself a bowl of juice and touched her empty bowl to celebrate. When he drank it, it was mixed with wine“ You gave her a drink? " The man's eyes scan the crowd coldly, forgetting to use Chinese when he is in a hurry. How could this man be angry? Mo Han, with a bulging stomach, went to pat him on the shoulder and said, "stingy, how can I not drink such a good wine?" Because with people. Skin. Face. With, her face hot and dry, and did not show in the face now, just a little loose eyes. But slightly faltering steps or betrayed her, a dozen bowls down, even if the amount of wine is not much, also drunk“ Go to bed. " The man lost his anger and said to her in a gentle tone. Even though there are thousands of emotions, they are still the first to see her. Mo Han was full of warmth before he fell asleep. The wine was boiling in her body. She dreamed that it was burning. She fell asleep restlessly. Suddenly, she came across a piece of cold. She reached out and grabbed it. Holding it, she refused to let go. Then the temperature gradually dropped. In the middle of the night, the wine was gone, and she shivered with cold. Someone covered her with a quilt. She went in and curled herself up into a balloon, letting the quilt cover her without any gap. It was her deepest night in more than a year. That night, she dreamed about her father, mother and brother. They looked like they were calling her in the sea, but their voice was covered by the waves, and she couldn't hear anything. The sea breeze wrapped her up. She was crumbling and didn't know where to be blown“ Brother... Brother...! " She murmured.