Chapter 10, Saliva Marks

However

However, Nafu seemed to be unaware of this, her facial expression somewhat stiff, and her fingers were rigid, indicating her tension

Six six six! Mo Mo is betting on the big one!

Mo Mo looked at her, and her indifferent expression suddenly turned cold.

After a while, Doflamingo could no longer bear it and finally pulled Momo up. Momo quickly shook off his hand, her ears slightly reddening as she turned to leave. Although she pretended to be calm, her steps were still somewhat unsteady.

Haven't you noticed yet? Mo Mo's lips curled into a faintly mocking smile, "You have lost."

It seems that things have been beyond her control from the very beginning

Silence

"I’m sorry, but I won," Mo Mo said lightly, reaching out without hesitation to take her own belongings as well as Na Fu's.

A flash of unusual color passed through his vision, and just as Doflamingo tilted his head to say something, Mo Mo was about to get up. In that moment of movement, Mo Mo's chest awkwardly filled his mouth.

The bodies collided, and Doflamingo raised an eyebrow slightly, allowing Mo Mo to crash into him time and again as her cushion, his body remaining still. His sharp gaze observed her expression, and images of her repeatedly wiping her hands flashed through his mind... His eyes narrowed slightly in that moment, this woman...

I never would have thought that a woman who appears so expressionless and seemingly indifferent to everything would engage in such a game. It is interesting, very interesting. Moreover, her peculiar little pet is also quite an intriguing character...

Mo Mo cast a faint glance at her, gently lifting the dice cup. Just like in the previous rounds, Naf lost. ... However, Naf let out a slight sigh of relief, as it seemed that it was indeed a tie ...

"Enough, Nafu," a deep and melodious voice gently resonated amidst Nafu's near-hysteria. Doflamingo descended from the table, his pink feathers swaying alluringly with his movements, a signature arrogant and sinister smile playing on his lips. With a casual wave of his large hand, Nafu was cast aside, staring in shock and confusion at Doflamingo.

Doflamingo looked at her red ears, a wicked smile curling at the corners of his mouth, and with a stride of his long legs, he followed her.

As Momo's gaze slowly fell upon the dice cup in front of her, Naf's pupils suddenly constricted, "How is this possible?! Impossible! How could this happen?! You..."

Mo Mo stood indifferently in place, her grayish eyes gazing at the brightly lit luxurious clubhouse, her gaze slightly deepening.

"You can take her away now," Doflamingo interrupted Momo's words. Momo looked at him calmly, and indeed, Doflamingo continued, "However, you still have to participate in the final match, just not at the gambling table. As a Rear Admiral, you wouldn't stoop to playing tricks with pirates, would you?"

"You... let go of me!" The girl, who had been held by Mo Mo, forcefully shook off Mo Mo's hand, glaring at her with hostility. In that moment, there was no trace left of the tearful little rabbit she had been at the beginning.

Captain?! Nafu glared at Momo's back and called out to Doflamingo with reluctance

Naf stared, "You..." It is clearly a tie...

Mo Mo's exquisite and enchanting face suddenly stiffened, her beautiful eyes, with nearly gray-black pupils, widened slightly, trembling with a barely perceptible panic and helplessness. Her hands and legs inexplicably began to tremble, and despite several attempts to rise, she kept falling back down.

You cannot defeat her, Nafe.

"What are you looking at?" The girl was startled by Momo's gaze, but in the next moment, she defiantly glared back, "Nosy navy, get off our island! You are not welcome here!" After shouting this, the girl rushed into the leisure club they had just come from, as if afraid that Momo would hit her, and a faint sound of laughter could be heard from inside.

Mo Mo's expression changed dramatically, becoming increasingly cold, "Are you seeking death!"

The auspicious beginning

Doflamingo laughed in a twisted, arrogant, and sinister manner, saying, "If you dare to lay a hand on me, I will definitely not join the Seven Warlords."

The surroundings were enveloped in silence, and the breath became uncontrollable. Nafu was actually outpaced by Momo! One must understand what they were betting on! Identity and status! Even if they were pirates, they could not escape accountability, for their captain was present. Donquixote Doflamingo, a man whose moods were difficult to gauge, absolutely would not tolerate weakness among his subordinates. Even if one was weak, they should not display it in front of him, and clearly, such underhanded tactics could only be employed by the weak. Even if they were pirates, they could not escape accountability, for their captain was present. Donquixote Doflamingo, a man whose moods were difficult to gauge, absolutely would not tolerate weakness among his subordinates. Even if one was weak, they should not display it in front of him, and clearly, such underhanded tactics could only be employed by the weak.

Everything is just a minor issue, but the key is that it happened too suddenly. Mo Mo and Doflamingo were both stunned, leading to a scene under the night sky: a handsome man in a pink feather coat was lying on the ground, ... with a slender woman on top of him. There was no clichéd kissing incident, but at that moment, the well-developed chest of the young girl was pressing right against his face ...

Therefore, if Nafu loses, then she will truly have nothing left

Mo Mo could see his eyebrows raised beneath his sunglasses, full of provocation

That woman did it intentionally, from beginning to end

Doflamingo leaned over the gambling table, his handsome and wild features drawing close to her, the tip of his tongue resting at the corner of his lips, instantly giving his face a seductive and wicked allure. Mo Mo furrowed her brows slightly and took a step back, rejecting his approach

The little fluffball hiding at the heart of Momo immediately covered its black bean eyes with its tiny paws, its round little body wriggling and squirming, feeling a sense of bashfulness and calling out in its heart, "How embarrassing!"

"Fufu fufu fufu fufu... Because I was deceived, I feel very unhappy?" A face suddenly appeared right in front of Mo Mo.

The cherry-red lips subtly pressed together and gently parted, "I await your challenge." After saying this, she turned and pulled the arm of a girl who was gazing adoringly at Doflamingo, leading her outside.

a silence as dead as the grave

With a loud slap, due to someone's sudden appearance, Mo Mo instinctively delivered a slap followed by a kick. Doflamingo, reacting swiftly, sidestepped to avoid Mo Mo's slap, and his large hand grasped her raised ankle. Naturally, upon making contact with the Sea-Prism Stone on her ankle, Doflamingo's body immediately went limp and he fell to the ground. Mo Mo, suddenly losing her support, fell down with a thud, and coincidentally, landed on top of Doflamingo.

Doflamingo's smile deepened slightly at the corners of his mouth, appearing increasingly demonic and sinister. This woman is becoming more and more interesting; she truly is as cold and heartless as her exterior suggests. From the very beginning, she must have treated Nef as a fool, deliberately setting a trap for her to feel elated and joyful right from the start, allowing her to soar to great heights, only to cruelly let her fall back down to nothingness!

Naf clenched her fingers in frustration, her eyes filled with a fierce, demonic jealousy that roared like a beast. She would never let that woman go, absolutely!

Mo Mo frowned and quickened her pace, but Doflamingo still managed to walk ahead of her. He inexplicably turned around and walked backward, his gaze brazenly sweeping across Mo Mo's face before settling on her right chest, where an ambiguous saliva mark was imprinted.