84th bowl of soup (3)

"...Yes, I'm sorry..."

There was the wind whistling in her ears, and Qing Huan, who was **** with her dirty arms and calves, was carried by Owen on her back. Her voice seemed to be floating in the wind.

Owen's running pace never slowed down for a moment. He ran and smiled: "Is there anything to apologize? It's not Miss Qinghuan's fault. Strictly speaking, it's those people who have nothing to look for." Seeing the black hair The black-eyed Eastern woman shouted that the devil would burn her to death, which was ridiculous. It was a pity that he arrived late, and Miss Qing Huan was tied to the cross. If she could arrive earlier, she would definitely not be hurt.

As a man, how can a beautiful lady be harmed?

Qing Huan closed his eyes, and Owen ran a long and fast leg, and soon drove the chaser a long distance away, and they could easily get rid of the opponent by running like this.

How can it work.

Qing Huan squinted her eyes.

When they ran to the dock, the chasing soldiers happened to chase them. Owen cursed in a low voice, and the left-behind Nick stuck his head out, his eyes were still sleepy. Seeing someone behind them was chasing after them, he immediately changed his face, "Come on!"

They don't always fight with people, most of the time troubles always come to the door. Qinghuan got on the boat, Nick reached out to take her down, and Owen jumped up on his own. He asked impatiently, "How long have you been out, and why have you caused trouble to come back?"

Seeing tears in Qing Huan’s eyes, Owen immediately explained: “Don’t get me wrong, Miss Qing Huan, I’m the person Nick is talking about. I cause most of the usual troubles.”

Nick sneered: "You molested someone else's lady again, why didn't you get hit on the ground this time?"

The two of them spoke with each other before they heard a soft and weak voice: "No, it's not like this..."

"Huh?" Nick looked at her.

"It was my fault……"

"It's not Miss Qing Huan's fault!"

Nick wrapped his arms around his chest, looked at them two more impatiently, and waited quietly for an explanation. After he heard Owen's words, Qing Huan lowered her head and held her hem tightly with both hands, trying her best not to let the tears fall: "Sorry, I always cause trouble for everyone..."

"What are you talking about, Miss Qinghuan?"

With the sound of landing again, Lance and Joe came back with the necessities of life. They smiled and walked here. Lance put down the things in his hand and bumped Nick with his shoulder. "All of us in this ship are troublesome. Master, Master Captain should have a deep understanding, right?"

Nick pushed him away disgustingly, "Compared to these people, you are not in trouble."

Qing Huan looked at this and then at that, Owen looked at her intoxicated: "Miss Qing Huan's tearful eyes are so beautiful! Oh, is this the so-called Eastern beauty? Very different from Western ladies The same!"

At present, the enemy has at least a hundred people tracking them. Is it okay for them to be so leisurely?

"Don't worry." José gave her a candy. "It's just an ordinary congregation. With Nick, there will only be more cases of chasing and killing in the future. You will get used to it."

Indeed, they have long been used to it, because Nick is the biggest trouble!

There were still tears in Qing Huan's eyes, but she looked at Nick curiously. Nick avoided her sight and said coldly, "Do you have to speak?"

Qiao spread his hands and said silently to Qing Huan: Did you see it?

She looked at this and then at that, everyone seemed to really not take the trouble she caused seriously, which made her even stranger. In any case, she has been in trouble for the past few months, and hasn't done anything good for them, right? Then why... not only did they not get angry, but protected her as always? Obviously she is just a boring lady who can't do anything and needs their care and protection. Even if she is sent home safely, she may not be paid to get it, and she will even cause a lot of trouble because of her oriental appearance. ...

Then why don't you drive her away?

Even worse, according to their reputation, should she be **** and sold to someone else as a slave? The market for oriental women is still very good. They travel at sea all year round and they should have dealt with many people.

Then... why? Obviously she has no value, can't you find a reason to keep her?

"Don't care about this." Joe didn't know when he came to her and gave her a warm smile when she looked up. "These guys are people who bear a cruel fate. Therefore, they will never give up. Companion."

"Companion?" Qing Huan looked at him in surprise, "Me?"

"Yeah." Joe smiled happily, and kicked a climber up by the way. "We have been companions since Nick promised you to get on the boat. No one will despise his friends, right? "

His tone is so sincere, it doesn't seem to be a lie at all, and he can distinguish truth from hypocrisy. She lowered her head, what she saw with her eyes and what she felt was true, and she should believe her own judgment.

Although there were many people chasing, it was not difficult to deal with. While Nick and Owen retired, Lance set sail for Joe to take the helm. When Qinghuan recovered, he could only see the people on the dock who were jumping with torches and weapons. Up.

She sat in the room for a long, long time, and still didn't understand what Joe meant by "These guys are people with a cruel fate".

What does it mean to bear a cruel fate...Aren't these people the bad guys who sinned badly? People who can hypocritically and ruthlessly kill friends for property?

But is it really hypocritical?

Anyway, can the bad guys tolerate such a big trouble like her? Can the bad guys look at her without showing up? After all, it's... a bad guy.

Qinghuan took a picture in the mirror and took it again, confirming that this face is a beautiful face that both east and west would recognize, but except for Irving-no, even Irving, who likes beautiful people, would not make any uncomfortable actions for her. His eyes are just pure appreciation and liking, without adding any lust. So did Lance and Joe, who had never been arrogant. Before she deliberately pretended to have a nightmare. They were awakened by her screams, and they didn't forget to knock on the door when she went to her room. When she opened the door and plunged into their arms, they did embrace her, but It's just a hug.

As for Nick... in the eyes of that guy, he is probably no different from the rocks and flowers on the side of the road. Owen once complained that Nick couldn't distinguish between men and women, in his eyes everyone was the same.

Qinghuan supported his chin with one hand and looked out the window. The blue sea and blue sky, the waves were rolling, the seagulls were hovering, and the sea breeze was very comfortable. The guys at the door should have stayed long enough, right?

"...Hey, don't always stay so close, what if Miss Qing Huan finds out?" Lance's voice was very small, but Qing Huan heard clearly.

"Because I am very worried about Miss Qinghuan, if you don't take my seat! Get out of the way and let me, a gentleman, come in to comfort Miss Qinghuan's injured heart!"

The two soon quarreled with each other in a low voice, and Joe said helplessly: "Nick, you should take care of them."

Nick's response was a sneer, but this attitude annoyed Owen and Lance, and there was a ping-pong-pong fight outside, mixed with Joe desperately stopping: "Be careful! The clothes that have just been washed! Ah-that. It was just repaired! You guys!"

Joe, who has a gentle personality, was also angry. When Qinghuan opened the door, what she saw was four people wrestling in a ball, pulling hair, pulling ears, ears, and fingers and arms... Childish.

Qing Huan couldn't help but laugh. This smile was different from the timid, fearful, and uneasy smile before. It was brilliant and sincere. So the people who were fighting immediately closed their hands and sat upright, and Qing Huan walked to them and said, "Sit down. Will the clothes be soiled on the ground?"

They responded, got up quickly, and Qing Huan said, "You should be hungry? In order to thank everyone for saving me today, I will cook a few more dishes at noon!"

It should have been a lucky scene, but when Qing Huan said "make a few more dishes", everyone's eyes, including the expressionless Nick, revealed such a message.

forgive me!

But Qing Huan seemed very happy and positive. No one wanted to discourage her. After taking it for a few months, even the poison was used to it. Forbearance is nothing more than...nothing.

All these people thought were written on their faces, Qinghuan smiled, and deliberately said that not only did they make a few more dishes, but also increased the weight, they would definitely make them full. Nick’s expression was like eating X. . There is no reason for him, he is the one who eats the most, and he is the one who eats the most. When other people don't want to eat, they all ask him not to waste the kindness of Qinghuan, so all those things have entered his stomach!

Not only do more, but also increase the weight... Will he still live to forty?

But this time, Qing Huan didn't intend to tease them anymore.

The dishes are still as good as ever, with exquisite servings, and it smells drooling, but when they think of the terrible smell that is comparable to biochemical weapons, Nick and the others look ashamed.

"What's the matter, everyone? Why don't you eat it?" Qinghuan held a bottle of red wine and poured it on each person, with black and white eyes smiling, "I made today's dish with great care!"

"Nick beats the most people just now, so he should be allowed to eat first." Owen said sincerely.

"Yes, yes, respect the captain and let the captain eat first." Lance raised his hand in approval.

Joe's black eyes are full of sympathy, but at the same time they are pure and ruthless: "Come here, Nick, this is Qinghuan's new dish. We have never eaten it before. Today is really cheap for you."

Nick has become accustomed to using chopsticks. At this moment, the hands that are used to holding the sword are shaking slightly, and the big beads of sweat on his forehead are gurgling. What can make the tough guy so scared is nothing but Qinghuan's dishes.