Disadvantage is a blessing.

　　 Everyone says that the Caribbean is passionate and unrestrained. Under Acharin’s perseverance, Lorraine must have done the psychological construction of encounters and affair.

　　 But he never thought that Aventure would come so quickly.

　　 He can touch the edge of the Caribbean Sea... Aventure came by herself.

　　 The arms are soft and charming, and the lips are dyed and fragrant.

　　 Lorraine was stunned for a moment, and immediately decided to oppose the guest.

　　 He retreated according to the woman's wishes, from the alley to the middle alley, and then back to the alley at the other end, all the way to the end of the alley.

In the process of 　　, his hands did their own things.

　　The right hand is wrapped around the woman's waist and slightly lifted, which not only shows intimacy, but also relieves her from the hardship of walking on tiptoe.

　　 With his left hand, he clicked and untied his captain's windbreaker, and flicked, covering the beautiful woman in his arms from the head to prevent the conspicuous red hair from showing half of it.

　　 The woman was visibly taken aback.

　　 The woman's soft body instantly stiffened, her big beautiful eyes widened round, her pupils diverged, she was panicked.

　　 Ko Lorraine didn't plan to let her go.

　　 He hugged her, lifted her, and opened the arc with the most standard aristocratic dance steps. It only took two steps to turn a half circle, and then... Boom!

　　 The woman's back touched the pile of debris at the end of the alley, leaving only her toes on the ground, nowhere to be stressed.

　　 Her hands held Lorraine's head from beginning to end, but the posture of her palms changed from pressing to pushing, pushing hard, but she couldn't twist Lorraine's strength.

　　 She was terrified.

　　 A good expedient, how could it become like this?

　　 At this moment, the tattered wooden box flew out from the other side of the alley, smashed against the wall, smashed to pieces.

　　 A few dirty-dressed sailors with clean hands and feet shot out from the middle alleys and the back alleys, cursing and searching around.

　　 They easily found this pair of men and women hiding in the corner of the alley.

　　 The man is launching a fierce offensive against the woman, his majestic and generous back keeps the woman in his arms tightly shielded, except for a pair of snow-white slender arms.

　　 The water hands laughed lewdly.

　　 "Tsk tusk, it's a high-end item! Third mate, do you think this girl is the warbler in the tavern or the lady in the plantation?"

　　 The three mates laughed dumbly: "Where did Bahiba come from? I think 80%... Don't interrupt, who are we looking for?"

　　 "People..." The sailor looked around embarrassedly, and quickly looked back at the little lover at the end of the alley, both jealous and envious.

　　 He suddenly had a plan: "The third mate, these little lovers have been here all the time. I think I must have seen someone?"

　　 "You mean?"

　　 "You wait! I will ask you where the red hair is!"

The sailor proposed by 　　 cheered up, drew out the curly-blade scimitar, and walked into the alley with a grinning smile.

　　 Five steps, four steps, three steps...

　　 The sailors were unscrupulous. From the beginning of the dialogue, there was no intention to hide the eyes and ears, and the connections were all in a domineering gesture.

　　 The woman in Lorraine's arms became stiffer and stiffer. She put her hands down very much, but Lorraine hugged her waist tightly, and the heat from the vest was obviously telling her not to let her act rashly.

　　 Could it be that he has other ways?

　　 Nervous, curious, completely forgetful.

　　 The woman's attention is all attracted by what is about to happen.

　　 There was a golden sound in the alley!

　　 No one knows what happened at that moment.

　　 Eyes flickered, and the sound of the wind, the sailor who was about to beat the mandarin ducks was not in trouble yet, Lorraine had long eyes like the back of his head, and put the tip of the knife on his throat.

　　 The tip of the knife was forward and the blade was up. The sailor was forced to raise his chin, staring at the sky. The cold sweat that oozes soaked through his clothes while breathing, and the whole person shivered in the warm wind.

　　 He felt a terrible killing intent.

　　 Lorraine smiled and let go of the woman, gestured with her eyes, and asked her to think about it while wrapped in a trench coat.

　　 When she hid herself like an ostrich, she slowly turned around, picked the sailor's chin, and walked out of the alley slowly.

　　 "Gentlemen, love!" He sneered, "Passionate love is an unstoppable desire."

　　 "I don't know who of you is disturbed by our love, or who of you is the thug invited by Isabella's incompetent husband."

　　 He slowly pulled out the long knife in his right hand, dragged the ground, gently splashed the solid soil, and made a deep mark between the two sides in front of the sailors.

　　 "The people who prevent me from enjoying love will be dragged to hell. And you will not be alone, because the stupid George who snatched my beloved by family wealth... will definitely come to you tomorrow."

　　 "Come on! Kill me."

　　 The wind rose, and the third pair swallowed hard.

　　He is innocent.

　　 He was only chasing a target on the order of the captain, and he had no intention of breaking this affair, and he had no intention of intervening in the battle between two life-and-death rivals.

　　 But the youth on the opposite side obviously misunderstood.

　　 Lorraine’s eyes were filled with anger, like a dragon guarding a gold coin staring at the thief who stole the treasure.

　　 The third mate felt more wronged than Dou E, but for the sake of face, he had to remain calm.

　　 He also slowly withdrew the knife, his men gathered together, followed his footsteps, and drew the knife towards Lorraine Qiqi.

　　 It's not important to inquire about it.

　　 The young people on the opposite side are very strong, and they are not weak. The two strong fight, one dead and the other injured. The third officer just wants to avoid such an outcome.

　　 "This gentleman, I hope you can stay sensible and let go of my subordinates slowly."

　　 The voice of the third pair is slow, hardworking and sincere.

　　 "This is a misunderstanding. I can swear to God that we have no employment relationship with that George. No one I know is even called George. Even English people seem to call this **** name!"

　　 "Really?" Lorraine just appeared to be puzzled, "Since you have nothing to do with George, why do your subordinates approach me with a knife?"

　　 Lorraine handed the knife forward, pain on the sailor's face, and a drop of redness leaked from the tip of the knife.

Angrily loomed on the faces of the three mates: "You will regret it, sir. You are teasing a group of powerful pirates! We are the loyal subordinates of Captain Amy Ferrard, the Caribbean Black Mamba, and have nothing to do with your love. Don't plan to have the slightest relationship!"

　　 "You are pirates!" Lorraine took a sudden step, led the knife back to the defense, hung down to his side, and shielded him at the entrance of the alley.

　　 "We are pirates!"

　　 "A sea boy will not be with a local dog, if you are really pirates...are you really not related to George?"

　　 "I keep telling you that we have nothing to do with that **** George!"

　　 "Really?" Lorraine sighed lightly, and smiled apologetically at the unlucky pirate standing between the two sides with blood still hanging on his throat. "Since it's a misunderstanding, let's go."

　　 The subordinates of the third mate escaped from the dead and fled back to their team in a hurry.

　　 The third mate had long since forgotten their original purpose. They only glanced at Lorraine angrily, raised their hands, and returned the sword to its sheath.

　　 "Enjoy your love, kid! Don't let me meet you at sea!"

　　 With a ruthless word, the sailors of the Black Mamba pirate group hulled and dispersed into the distance.

　　 Lorraine watched them disappear at the end of the alley, leaned back against the wall, and looked jokingly.

　　 "The beautiful lady is actually related to a group of rough pirates... This lady, I have wine, do you have a story?"

　　……

　　 The woman calls herself Donna, Donna Linka, a Spaniard who lives in New Orleans.

　　 She took the family merchant ship to attend the wedding of her girlfriends, and had to stay in Barbados for a short while in a storm.

　　Who knows that this stay stopped and there was a problem.

　　The merchant ship is gone...

　　 These are her original words, her merchant ship, abandoned her family lady, full of enthusiastic people, ran to Rio de Janeiro to attend her girlfriend's wedding...

　　 Lorraine felt as if he had heard the beginning of a standard Spanish knight novel.

　　 The down-and-out knight was abandoned by the family and embarked on the journey alone.

　　The story that followed was even more **** ~lightnovelpub.net~ She wandered in Barbados and was discovered by the famous Caribbean trafficker Amy Ferrard.

　　 Philad coveted her beauty and wanted to catch her and sell her to the Indian chiefs of the New World in exchange for gold. She escaped until she met Lorraine and came to life.

　　The whole story is like this.

　　 "Mr. Drake." Donna blushed, "You can see that you are an honest gentleman."

　　 "You're overwhelmed." Lorraine licked her lips deliberately, which made Donna remember that sweet and humiliating kiss again.

　　 Donna can't wait to poke Lorraine to death now.

　　 "You shouldn't laugh at a lady's first kiss like this!"

　　 "First kiss?" Lorraine smiled more playfully, seeing Donna anxiously, but nowhere to diverge.

　　 She forced herself to be patient, pretending to be calm: "If you don't believe it, I can swear to God, if..."

　　 "I believe you, Miss Linka, your clumsiness has already sold you out."

　　 Lorraine nodded his lips, looked at Donna's shame, and smiled and said, "You must be asking me for your self-improvement so hard. Tell me, maybe I will agree?"

"You..." Donna bit her lip. "I know you have offended the black mamba. It's not the best time to go to sea. But I hope you can send me to New Orleans, where my family is, this adventure, You will be rewarded with satisfaction!"

　　 "A commission, isn't it?"

"Yes!"

"Since it's a commission, it has to be in business." Lorraine stretched his waist. "My payment has been received and it is enough to make use of it. However, my crew members, they don't have enough reasons to take risks... "

　　 "I promise, they will be satisfied."