Eighty-fourth bowl of soup (3)
"...yes, sorry..."
There was the sound of wind whistling beside her ears, and Qing Huan, whose dirty arms and calves were still bleeding, was carried on Owen's back, and her voice was as soft as if it was floating in the wind.
Owen's running pace didn't slow down for a moment, and he smiled while running: "There's nothing to apologize for, it's not Miss Qing Huan's fault, is it? Strictly speaking, those people are just looking for trouble." Seeing the black hair The oriental woman with black eyes yelled that the devil was going to burn her to death, which was ridiculous. It's a pity that he arrived too late, and Miss Qing Huan was tied to a cross. If he could have arrived earlier, she would definitely not have been injured.
As a man, how can a beautiful lady be hurt
Qing Huan closed her eyes, Owen ran fast, and quickly threw the pursuers a long distance away. If they kept running like this, they would easily get rid of each other.
How can that work
Qing Huan narrowed her eyes.
When they ran to the pier, the pursuers happened to catch up. Owen cursed softly, and Nick, who stayed behind, poked his head out, the corners of his eyes still drowsy, and seeing someone chasing after them, he immediately changed his face, "Come up!"
They don't always fight with people, most of the time trouble will always come to them. Qing Huan boarded the boat, Nick reached out to catch her, and Owen jumped up by himself. He asked impatiently, "How long have you been out, why are you back in trouble?"
Seeing tears in Qing Huan's eyes, Owen immediately explained: "Don't get me wrong, Miss Qing Huan, I was the one Nick was talking about, and most of the usual troubles are caused by me."
Nick sneered: "You molested someone's lady again, why didn't you get beaten on the ground this time?"
The two exchanged their tongues, and Qing Huan's weak voice came in: "No, that's not the case..."
"Huh?" Nick looked at her.
"It was my fault… "
"It's not Miss Qing Huan's fault!"
Nick crossed his arms and looked at the two of them even more impatiently, waiting for an explanation. After he finished listening to Owen's words, Qing Huan lowered her head, clutched her clothes tightly with both hands, and tried her best not to let the tears fall: "I'm sorry, I always cause trouble for everyone..."
"What are you talking about, Miss Qing Huan?"
There was another landing sound, and Lance and Joe came back with the necessities of life. They walked this way with smiles. Lance put down the things in his hands and bumped Nick with his shoulder, "Everyone of us is a troublemaker. Master, the captain should have a deep understanding, right?"
Nick pushed him away in disgust, "Compared to these people, you are not troublesome."
Qing Huan looked at this and then that, and Owen looked at her intoxicatedly: "Miss Qing Huan is so beautiful with tears in her eyes! Oh, is this the so-called oriental beauty? It is very different from Western ladies Same!"
The enemy is at present, and there are at least a hundred people following them. Is it really okay for them to be so leisurely
"Don't worry." José gave her a candy. "It's just an ordinary congregation. With Nick here, there will be more and more cases of being hunted down in the future. You will get used to it."
Indeed, they have long been used to it, because Nick is the biggest trouble!
Qing Huan still had tears in her eyes, but she looked at Nick curiously. Nick avoided her sight and said coldly: "Do you have to talk?"
Qiao spread his hands and silently said something to Qing Huan: Did you see that
She looked at this and then at that, and everyone seemed to really not take the trouble she caused seriously, which made her even more strange. Anyway, she's been causing trouble these past few months, and she hasn't done anything to benefit them, has she? Then why... Not only are they not angry, but they protect her as always? She is obviously just a boring young lady who can't do anything and needs their care and protection. Even if she is sent home safely, she may not be paid, and she may even cause a lot of trouble because of her oriental appearance. …
Then why didn't you drive her away
Even worse, according to their reputation, they should tie her up and sell her to others as a slave, right? The market for oriental women is still very good. They travel at sea all year round, and they should have dealt with many people and snakes.
So... why? Obviously she is worthless, can't find a reason to keep her here
"Don't pay attention to these things." Qiao didn't know when she came to her, and gave her a very warm smile when she looked up, "These guys are people who bear a cruel fate, and because of this, they will never abandon Companion."
"Companion?" Qing Huan looked at him in surprise, "Me?"
"That's right." Joe smiled more happily, and kicked a believer who climbed up by the way, "We have been companions since Nick promised you to get on the boat. No one will dislike their friends, right? "
His tone was so sincere, it didn't look like a lie at all, Qing Huan could distinguish the truth from the hypocrisy. She lowered her head, what she saw and felt was the truth, and she should trust her own judgment.
Although there are many people chasing after them, it is not difficult to deal with. While Nick and Owen retreated, Lance sailed and Joe took the helm. When Qing Huan came back to his senses, he could only see those jumping people on the pier holding torches and weapons up.
She sat in the room for a long time, but she still didn't understand what Joe meant by "these guys are all people who bear a cruel fate".
What does it mean to bear a cruel fate... Aren't these people the most heinous villains? A person who can hypocritically and mercilessly kill a friend for the sake of property
But is it really hypocritical
Anyway, can the bad guys put up with such a big trouble like her? Could the bad guys have no lust for her? After all, he is... a bad guy.
Qing Huan looked in the mirror again and again, making sure that this face was a beautiful face that both East and West would recognize, but except for Owen—no, even Owen, who likes beauties, would not do anything that made her uncomfortable. His eyes were pure appreciation and liking, without adding any lust. Lance and Joe, too, never overstepped in the slightest. Before she deliberately pretended to be having a nightmare, they were awakened by her screams, and they did not forget to knock on the door when they came to her room. When she opened the door and fell into their arms, they did hug her, but Just a hug.
As for Nick... In the eyes of that guy, he is probably no different from the stones and plants on the roadside. Owen once complained that Nick couldn't tell the difference between men and women. In his eyes, people are all the same.
Qing Huan propped her chin with one hand, looked out of the window, the blue sea and sky, the waves rolling, the seagulls circling, the sea breeze blowing people is very comfortable, the guys at the door should have stayed long enough, right
"... Hey, don't always get so close, what if Miss Qing Huan finds out?" Lance's voice was very small, but Qing Huan could hear it clearly.
"Because I'm very worried about Miss Qing Huan, if you didn't take my seat! Get out of the way, let me, a gentleman, go in and comfort Miss Qing Huan's hurt heart!"
The two quickly quarreled with each other, and Joe said helplessly, "Nick, you should take care of them."
Nick's reaction was to snort, but this attitude annoyed Owen and Lance, and suddenly there were ping-pong-pong fights outside, mixed with Joe's desperate stop: "Be careful! Freshly washed clothes! Ah—that's Just fixed it! You guys!"
Qiao, who has a gentle personality, was also angry. When Qing Huan opened the door, what she saw was four people wrestling into a ball, some pulling hair, some pinching ears, some breaking fingers, biting arms... with children like.
Qing Huan couldn't help laughing, this smile was different from the timid, fearful, and restless smiles before, it was bright and sincere, so the people who were fighting immediately stopped their hands and straightened their sitting postures, Qing Huan walked up to them and said: "Sit down!" Won't the floor get dirty?"
They responded and got up quickly, Qing Huan said: "You should be hungry, right? In order to thank everyone for saving me today, I will cook a few more dishes at noon!"
It should have been a scene of joy, 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 spoil her interest, she had been taking it for a few months anyway, and she was used to it even if it was poison. Just bear it...it's nothing.
What these people think is written on their faces, Qing Huan smiled slightly, and deliberately said that not only do more dishes, but also increase the portion, so that they must be full, Nick's expression is like eating X . There is no other reason, 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 ask him not to waste Qing Huan's kindness, so all those things went into his stomach!
Not only do more, but also increase the amount... Will he still live to be forty
But this time, Qing Huan didn't intend to play tricks on them anymore.
The dishes are still as good as ever, the dishes are exquisitely presented, and the smell is mouth-watering, but when they think of the smell that is so terrifying that it is comparable to biological and chemical weapons, Nick and the others look sad.
"What's the matter, everyone? Why don't you eat it?" Qing Huan poured a bottle of red wine for everyone, with a smile in her black and white eyes, "I cooked today's dishes with great care!"
"Nick beat the most people just now, so he should eat first." Owen said sincerely.
"Yes yes yes, respect the captain and let the captain eat first." Lance raised his hand in agreement.
Joe's black eyes were full of sympathy, but at the same time they were purely ruthless: "Come on Nick, this is Qing Huan's new dish, we have never eaten it before, today is really cheap for you."
Nick was already used to using chopsticks. At this moment, his hands that were used to holding swords were trembling slightly, and beads of sweat dripped down his forehead. Nothing but Qing Huan's dishes can make tough Nick so terrified.