The Pirate Empress is my wife, but I’m fooling around outside

In this way, Brontë spent every day in torment, and the energy in his body became more and more vigorous.

And Tina seduces from time to time, which makes Brontë more uncomfortable than being fried in the pan.

Finally, the emperor did not pay off, and he looked forward to it, and the day of upgrading finally came.

That night, Tina slept naked as usual, not even forgetting to put her long legs on Brontë's belly.

Brontë first pretended to avoid it as usual, and when Tina was about to give up, he took the initiative to kiss him.

Tina was overwhelmed by the sudden kiss, after all, it was her first kiss.

Soon, however, she enjoyed the feeling and began to nibble wildly on Brontë's head.

Brontë was gnawed a little uncomfortably, warning her not to be anxious, kissing this kind of thing, you have to take your time.

Tina was a little rusty in this regard, unable to pay attention to Brontë's meaning, and even seemed clumsy.

Brontë can only teach by example, like a patient teacher, teaching the nonsense Tina hand in hand.

After a while, the two gradually got better.

But when she was about to reach the last step, Tina stopped doing it and even began to dodge.

"What's wrong?" Brontë looked at her suspiciously.

Tina bit her lip tightly, lowered her head and whispered, "I... I... I'm afraid it hurts!"

Brontë cried and laughed, thinking, it turns out that your bestiality in the past few days was pretended, but now you want to escape, what thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi!

"Look at you, think about it, let's sleep." Brontë is not difficult, after all, he has always felt guilty for this kind of thing.

"Let me take it slowly!" Tina closed her eyes and let out a subtle moan in her mouth, as if fantasizing about something.

It took several minutes before she opened her eyes again, looked at Brontë and said, "Come on!"

......

However, within a minute, Tina cried and beat Brontë in the face.

Brontë was aggrieved, but he couldn't ignore Tina, so he turned his back and let Tina vent in order to relieve her physical pain.

Finally, after hundreds of punches, Tina got a little tired and lay down to rest.

After thinking about it, Brontë felt that he was not well prepared, and if he was not fully prepared, he could not fight.

So he readjusted, turned around, gently put his arm around Tina's shoulders, leaned in to her ear and whispered, "Don't move next, listen to my arrangement."

The tears in the corners of Tina's eyes had not yet dried, and she could only nod slightly at the moment, letting the boy fall.

"Tap, or I'll hit you again." Tina said with a crying voice, at this moment, she has lost the demeanor of the tigress before, like a poor little sheep.

"Okay!" Brontë promised to come down, and immediately turned on the dog licking mode to help Tina relax and relax.

After a few degrees, the two stuck together again....

It wasn't until the wind outside became quieter and quieter that Tina was reluctant to leave Brontë and lie motionless on her back on the bed.

Tina stretched out her jade hand and fanned the wind in disgust, wanting to get rid of the sweat smell on her body.

Brontë went over and picked her up, walked to the bathroom, and threw Tina directly into the bathtub.

The sweat stains are washed away, revealing skin like fresh mangosteen meat.

Taking advantage of this situation, the two came to a mandarin duck bath.

The misty bathroom with the spring light looming.

-

The next day, Tina limped as she got out of bed and walked, apparently suffering a lot of critical blows last night.

She glared fiercely at Brontë, who was sitting on the bed alone and depressed, already thinking about how to clean him up after his body recovered.

Unaware of the impending danger, Brontë is still immersed in his own world.

Because he really couldn't understand why his fruit ability had not risen to the third level, it was unscientific.

Could it be that as the level increases, not only will the interval between double cultivation become longer, but the number of double cultivation will also increase?

This made Brontë very depressed, continue like this, become a peerless powerhouse in the sea, have to wait until the year of the monkey?

And in a few days it will be his seventeenth birthday, it seems that he will reach the level of the fourth emperor within a year, obviously he can't expect it much!

However, the power in the body is a lot stronger, just like the fantasy novel described in the previous life, there is a magical power that is impacting the meridians of the whole body.

Now facing the cadres of the Baroque Work Society, he is confident that he can make a move for a little friend.

Thinking of this, Brontë smiled proudly, but unexpectedly was slapped on the head by Tina, making his head a little dizzy, as if he had a concussion.

"Giggle what? Get up and help the old lady to go to the toilet. Tina pinched her waist, her face bitter.

Hearing this, Brontë stood up with a carp, then helped Tina, and carefully entered the bathroom.

He didn't know that Tina's sequelae would be so serious, and he knew that he had collected some strength last night.

What a self-inflicted thing!

A few minutes later, Tina came out of the bathroom and told Brontë that she was going back to Marin Fandor the morning after tomorrow.

"So soon?" Brontë was a little surprised.

"You don't have to work? The old lady is done on vacation this year for you, and I'm angry!"

"Yo, it doesn't seem very stupid to learn the terminology I taught you so quickly!" Brontë teased.

As soon as his words fell, he was bombarded indiscriminately by small fists, which made him hold his head.

Fortunately, Tina's legs and feet are inconvenient now, otherwise it will be a few flying feet, the key is that she kicks people and thieves hurts.

-

In the afternoon, Brontë used his flying ability to soar over the desert with Tina.

The sand dunes on the soles of your feet resemble crescent moons, distributed irregularly on the dark yellow carpet.

At the end of the desert, it is white, as if connecting to the unknown world.

Tina, who had never seen such a spectacular sight, was enchanted and instantly forgave Brontë's previous savagery.

Now, she only hates that the vacation is too short to go with the teenager.

Brontë also teased her for quitting her job and joining the carefree and free pirates.

Tina said that becoming a general is her lifelong pursuit, and only in this way can she protect more people from bullying.

"A general cannot change the world, as long as the system is not perfect, civilization does not reach the corresponding level, morality is not improved, and the phenomena of bullying, oppression and exploitation will exist." Brontë suddenly spoke of the big truth.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be young and understand a lot." Tina showed an appreciative look.

"No, I'm the successor to socialism."

"What successor?" Tina didn't quite understand.

"You don't understand, in short, this world should not be decided by the Draco, but by the people of the whole world!" Brontë suddenly became indignant.

Tina looked at the teenager obsessively, and at this moment, she seemed to have found her home...

Two days later, one clear morning, Brontë bid farewell to Tina, and then flew high.

This time, he stopped keeping a low profile and flew directly to Yoba to meet Klockdar, one of the seven and five seas of His Majesty.