Let’s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 2129: Chapter 2129: King of Pirates (20)

However, it was only a half-step retreat; the young man hung his head, nearly obscuring his face, and his slim figure appeared even more frail.

Chuzheng was pondering whether she had gone too far and frightened the Good Person Card when she saw the young man slowly extend his hand and place it on his own belt.

He forcefully pulled down his belt, and without the restraint, his clothes immediately spread open, revealing the inner garments beneath.

Bu Qing’s body trembled slightly as he pulled off his outer coat, letting the clothing fall to the ground with a slight sound.

Chuzheng: "!!!"

She quickly stood up and picked up the clothes, draping them over him: "I didn’t say it had to be now."

Bu Qing shivered.

No... doesn’t want it?

Chuzheng pulled him over to sit down, directly seating him on her lap, wrapping him with her arms.

"Is the previous injury healed?"

Bu Qing nodded.

Chuzheng wasn’t at ease and grasped his wrist, pulling up his sleeve to find a light pink scar across the wrist, nearly healed.

Chuzheng’s fingertip gently glided over it, Bu Qing only felt a bit ticklish, along with an indescribable feeling.

Bu Qing hadn’t figured out what that feeling was, when his wrist suddenly felt warm.

The young man’s hazy eyes showed a flash of shock.

Chuzheng kissed the area of his wound, then lifted her head to meet the young man’s gaze.

Bu Qing saw himself reflected in her pupils.

So clear.

As if she had eyes only for him.

The air suddenly carried a slightly peculiar atmosphere.

Bu Qing was very unaccustomed to such a mood, instinctively wanting to pull away, but Chuzheng simply leaned in and kissed him.

The young man was held by Chuzheng, with nowhere to hide.

"Island Master, we..." Mi Yun popped his head out from the window.

Bu Qing, startled, pushed Chuzheng away, retreated a few steps, and turned his back in a panic.

"...Did I interrupt the Island Master’s leisure?" Mi Yun said this, but his tone didn’t hint at any apology, instead, it seemed like he was watching a show.

Chuzheng was strongly displeased with Mi Yun’s habit of popping his head out from the window.

She shot Mi Yun a gloomy glance: "You’d better have a good reason."

"Hahaha, nothing much..." Mi Yun shrunk a bit below the window: "I was just asking where we’re heading?"

"That’s none of your concern."

"But..."

Chuzheng waved her hand, and the window closed automatically, blocking Mi Yun outside.

"...Alright then, I won’t disturb the Island Master’s leisure. Enjoy yourself, and if you don’t like this, I’ll find something else for you."

Mi Yun’s voice drifted in from outside.

Chuzheng grabbed something nearby and hurled it at the window.

Outside finally became silent.

Bu Qing had already fastened his clothes, now holding a rag, mechanically wiping the cabinet.

Chuzheng also wasn’t in the mood, grabbing her cup and gulping down water.

Catching sight of Bu Qing out of the corner of her eye, Chuzheng paused, then got up and walked toward Bu Qing.

Bu Qing shifted toward the corner, his face nearly pressing against the wall.

Chuzheng turned him around: "There’s no need to go to another room. Stay in my room, understand?"

Bu Qing was taken aback, his expression showed a hint of an emotion Chuzheng couldn’t quite decipher.

He neither nodded nor shook his head.

"I’ll go out for a bit, you don’t need to work. If you’re bored, feel free to take a walk outside; if you’re scared, just wait in the room for me to get back."

Chuzheng left the room, while Bu Qing continued to busy himself with work in the suddenly quiet room for quite a while.

He cleaned every place thoroughly, then exited the room and headed to the room they arranged for him.

But when he opened the door, he found it already filled with people.

Bu Qing couldn’t speak and had no way to communicate with others; he was not skilled in personal interactions and could only slowly return to Chuzheng’s room.

Compared to the room shared by several people, Chuzheng’s room was spacious and bright; they were naturally incomparable.

Knock, knock—

Bu Qing glanced at the door but didn’t go over immediately. Only on the third knock did he go to open it.

Several people stood outside, with two holding a wooden barrel, steaming inside.

Behind them, someone held clothes.

They probably didn’t know how to address Bu Qing, so they opted not to call him, simply bending over and delivering the items into the room.

"The Island Master wants you to take a bath and change clothes."

Having said this, the group then left one after another.

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The fleet’s direction needed to be decided by Chuzheng, but after she gave it, another group informed her that certain areas couldn’t be traversed.

By the time things were settled, it was late.

Chuzheng returned to the room irritably, immediately seeing the untouched clothes on the table.

Chuzheng glanced around the room but didn’t see anyone.

"..."

Good Person Card, you’re opposing me!

Go wherever you want!

I’m going to sleep now!

Chuzheng walked into the inner room, noticing something amiss, with the bed curtains drawn down and a pair of shoes placed beside the bed.

Chuzheng felt a bit better.

At least the Good Person Card hadn’t run off.

Chuzheng did not go directly over, choosing to wash up first. After finishing, she lifted the curtain and got in.

The young man was sleeping inside, completely wrapped under the blanket, Chuzheng could only see a bundled lump.

She lifted the blanket, climbed in, and reached in to scoop him up.

The touch beneath her hand made Chuzheng pause slightly: "Bu Qing?"

Bu Qing trembled noticeably at Chuzheng’s touch and then froze there without moving.

Chuzheng calmed the stimulating rush, and after a moment, continued pulling him close to hold him.

Chuzheng stroked his head, asking softly: "Why so cold?"

Bu Qing’s entire body was cold.

"Are you cold?"

Bu Qing shook his head.

Chuzheng wrapped his hands and feet: "Go to sleep early."

Bu Qing hesitated, lifting his head to look at Chuzheng; the room was dark, he could only see a shadow.

Chuzheng, however, accurately found his lips, delivering a brief kiss: "Goodnight."

Bu Qing’s breath was erratic; her warmth was soothing against his skin, his icy body seemed to gradually heat up.

He stiffened for a long time before finally extending his hand to tug on Chuzheng.

"What’s wrong?"

Bu Qing didn’t know how to ask, finally reaching to touch Chuzheng’s hand, bending fingers, tracing to write.

Chuzheng patiently waited for him to finish writing.

Bu Qing released her hand after completing the final stroke.

Chuzheng stroked his head: "When you’re ready." With the Good Person Card in her arms, touching his soft hair, she felt fulfilled!

Bu Qing wanted to write more, but his fingertips in Chuzheng’s palm sketched out two strokes then stopped, with no further reaction.

Chuzheng couldn’t make out what the Good Person Card wanted to write from those two strokes.

Chuzheng went with the flow and held his hand, guiding it to her waist: "Let’s sleep, be good."

Bu Qing blinked in the dark, silently and quietly tightening his arm, hugging Chuzheng firmly.

A few minutes later, Bu Qing suddenly raised his head, and Chuzheng lowered hers to look at him.

The young man snuggled closer, kissing her on the corner of the lips, attempting to flee after his stealthy peck, only to be caught by Chuzheng.

The calm sea mirrored the bright moon and scattered starlight, with the gently blowing sea breeze seemingly carrying a sweet aroma.

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