Pirate: They always think that Dover is my CP

Mo An hurriedly hung up the phone before Rosinandi continued to speak.

Why does the little unlucky guy have such a strange intuition?

tsk...

This time she really just wanted to take a look at the contrastingly cute Toothboy, not so crazy!

I don’t know if Mo An’s eyes were too hot. After simply telling Cracker and the others to arrange for people to deal with the situation here, Katakuri felt that the eyes falling on him were a little strange.

When his eyes met those gentle peach blossom eyes, the strange feeling became more and more obvious.

Unlike the past feelings of reverence, admiration, or fear, Katakuri had never been stared at by such a strange gaze, and he couldn't tell what it was for the moment.

I hesitated for a moment and couldn’t tell, so just pretend I didn’t know.

Anyway, this person has always been weird...

After arranging things here, he took Mo An to see his mother.

If it was normal, Katakuri would probably just bring the guests there and then pay attention to whether the guests were in danger.

But this time...

Katakuri had great expectations for the possibility of Mo An becoming a new member of the family. In order to prevent Mo An from making his mother unhappy by saying things like that just now, he once again repeatedly told her not to talk nonsense in front of her mother. .

It's strange that even after knowing that he might be a dangerous and troublesome person, Katakuri couldn't be too wary of him and awe of the strong.

No, maybe not that weird...

Mo's strong aura was completely covered up by his naive willfulness.

Powerful, yet simple on the inside.

Willful, but communicative and reliable.

Katakuri couldn't be afraid of such a person.

Mo An tilted his head and looked at this tall man who didn't feel oppressive at all.

What can be done? The sharp-toothed boy has reiterated it twice, so of course he agrees first~

"But can't I leave it all to you? It's not an important matter," Mo An said with a rare hint of helplessness in his tone, "I've been out for too long, and someone at home is urging me to go back."

It’s difficult!

If she had known she would see such a lovely contrast, she should have contacted Vaughn in advance and asked this silly dog ​​to take Luo Xian back.

Ace already knew about it anyway, and she didn't really care about these bad things getting out, but when the little unfortunate guy cried, she had a weird feeling that she was a scumbag.

Katakuri paused for a moment, "You are not afraid of mother's intimidation and you are powerful. Why haven't I heard of people like you before?"

"This is my first time here. I wonder if I'm not normal?" Mo An started talking nonsense without changing his expression.

It's normal to find out her details, but the secret may be revealed anywhere in the world or the Grand Channel, but there is absolutely no possibility of the secret being revealed in the sky.

After all, she really has a place in the sky.

And no matter how powerful the Big Mom Pirates' intelligence network is, the sky is absolutely beyond their reach.

Katakuri's expression moved slightly.

Come down...

Where to get off?

This strange statement made it difficult for him not to think of that group of people.

That group of Celestial Dragons who live on the Red Earth Continent and consider themselves "descendants of the Creator".

If he were a Celestial Dragon, Mo's wealth would not be surprising, but his behavior and personality were completely inappropriate.

"A person as powerful as you doesn't need the Devil Fruit to enhance your strength at all. Why do you spend so much time looking for the Dark Fruit?"

"Huh?" Mo An looked at him strangely, "Why should I eat it myself? This fruit is very special and can be displayed for viewing. I like special things, and if others eat it, the performance effect will be very good. Great!"

Moan's tone was too natural, and this tone and this familiar operation made Katakuri frown again.

Making slaves take devil fruits for fun is indeed something that a Celestial Dragon can do.

But the Tianlong people will not regard other civilians as 'human beings'.

If it were really a Celestial Dragon...

"Katakuri!" Moan's eyes suddenly lit up, "You are still..."

"No." Katakuri succinctly rejected what Mo An was about to say, but his eyes still moved away from Mo An's face unconsciously, "We will not betray mother."

He had already predicted what Mo An would say next.

follow me! Go to my empty island, aren't your adults worthy of such an outstanding person paying so much...?

"Don't predict my words!" Mo An pulled out a slender pipe from his sleeve and knocked it on his waist as if to vent his anger.

"For you to say such words will definitely cause trouble." Katakuri explained as if he was kind-hearted.

This is Cake Island after all, and everything is filled with things that have been given souls by their mother. In particular, Homitz Napoleon is able to receive information from other brothers and report it to his mother.

Mo An's hand filling the tobacco stopped, as if he had reacted to something, and his smile was a little eager to try, "Anyway, you can predict what I want to say, so I don't have to restrain myself?"

Katakuri: "..."

Mo An watched as his movements became stiffer and stiffer, and then he threw out a ball of glutinous rice cakes again.

"Don't keep mom waiting." After saying these words, Katakuri walked quickly towards the cake-shaped castle without looking back.

Waiting for Mo An?

nonexistent!

Mo An chewed the tasteless glutinous rice cakes in his mouth, but he couldn't hold the corners of his mouth down.

Is the fang-tooth boy so unpraiseworthy?

Katakuri ran away, but Moan was not alone either.

The person who succeeded him to lead Mo An was also a familiar face, but Mo An only knew that he had seen it before. As for his name...

It had been a long time since she remembered the names of people she wasn't interested in.

I don’t know what kind of strange passive skill it is. No one has arrived at the castle yet. Many girls from the Charlotte family have gathered around Mo An.

Some of them were arranged by Mondor, and some simply came to watch the fun and then left.

There is no circle that Mo Anrong cannot enter, this is no joke.

Flampe jumped up and down next to Mo An, holding her face in her hands as she wanted to continue her unfinished plan yesterday, to become the favored object of the person in front of her.

Mo An, who was often surrounded by groups of fools, could handle it with ease, but when there were more people, their progress slowed down.

"Really! Mom has almost arrived at the living room! Why are my sister and the guests still here!"

A flying carpet landed in front of them, and Brynn put her hands on her hips angrily, but her scolding voice was not threatening. Instead, it made people think that the girl in front of them was frank and cute.

Mo An's eyes fell on Brynn.

It's a new face.

It feels a bit inconsistent.

After taking a closer look at that doll-like delicate face again, Mo An couldn't help but deepen his smile.

Hmm~ Is she also a little girl with the same strange personality as Baby5?

I have personality problems, I’m young, and I’m prone to abuse~