Chapter 2503: My Wife Is a Pirate 33

Liu Xiu seized the moment Bu Changji went into the cabin to rest, spotted his chance, stepped over and jumped onto Jin Chen's ship, drew near, and lowered his voice urgently.

Jin Chen Dage, he follows you around every day like this—are you really happy? If you have any trouble and aren't willing, we… we'll think of a way to report him to the authorities!

Jin Chen: "???"

Ling Gun Gun: "???"

One Master One Unity gazed at Liu Xiu, bewildered.

Jin Chen: "I'm not unwilling; don't worry needlessly, and don't talk nonsense."

"Oh, you don't get the fun, huh, Xiu Er?" Ling Gun Gun laughed with a creak-creak.

Liu Xiu got a bit anxious: "But why? He… he's a pirate! His reputation's bad, and he's always fighting…"

Suddenly, a leisurely voice came from the cabin hatch, carrying a hint of lazy teasing.

"Yeah, I'm the kind of ruthless pirate who can chop people up and toss them into the sea to feed the sharks~"

Liu Xiu startled, his whole body stiffened; he jerked his head back and met Bu Changji's half-smiling eyes.

Bu Changji strolled out, naturally slipping his arm around Jin Chen's waist, leaning affectionately against him, then, with a soft smile, said word by word to the pale-faced Liu Xiu:

"If I hear you saying such divisive things to my husband again… I'll grab you and feed you, shark, fish, oh."

His tone was laughing, but his eyes were icy sharp, making Liu Xiu's scalp go numb.

"Liu Xiu, come back! Don't disturb them!" Liu Ping'an, seeing this from the boat beside them, shouted loudly to call his brother back.

Bu Changji let out a soft hum, as if he'd won a little skirmish, feeling quite pleased.

He wrapped his arm around Jin Chen's, tiptoed up, and planted a smacking kiss on his cheek, then clung to him, tilting his face up to beg for a kiss.

Even though coastal customs are relatively open, few are as bold as he, openly affectionate in public.

The fisherman brothers on the neighboring boats blushed, turning their eyes away embarrassed.

Jin Chen, helpless, drew Bu Changji into his embrace, letting him sit properly beside him as they watched the calm sea, waiting for any movement in the nets.

The sea breeze was gentle, the sunshine just right, as if the earlier turmoil had been temporarily soothed.

The boat rose and fell slightly with the gentle waves.

Bu Changji lounged against the rail, dipping a hand into the clear, icy water, his fingertips tracing ripples.

Bu Changji turned his head, unblinking, gazing at Jin Chen beside him; sunlight fell on his profile, making him handsome enough to set hearts aflame.

Bu Changji suddenly felt playing in the water was boring.

He pulled his wet hand back, wiped it casually on his clothes, then slumped bonelessly into Jin Chen's lap, finding a comfortable position to lean against.

After a moment of silence, Bu Changji seemed to recall something, lifted his face to gaze at Jin Chen's defined jaw, and asked softly, "Those things in the treasure vault… you really don't want them?"

Jin Chen shifted his posture to let him sit more securely, then answered bluntly, "No."

Bu Changji: "Oh…"

He responded, lowered his head, and unconsciously fiddled with the toggle on Jin Chen's collar.

No treasure… how could he make Jin Chen completely calm down?

He furrowed his brows and began to think seriously.

His gaze inadvertently swept over a few small shells of various colors that had fallen onto the deck and hadn't been picked up.

Bu Changji suddenly remembered the seashell bracelet he had treasured, hand‑woven by Jin Chen.

Right, how had he not thought of that before?

Binding a contract requires exchanging seashell bracelets!

The knot in his heart finally untied.

Bu Changji's eyes lit up, and his whole being brightened.

He happily turned, rubbing his cheek against Jin Chen's neck like a clever cat, then lifted his head to press a kiss scented with sea‑wind salt, affectionate yet ambiguous.

【Villain Blackening Value -10, total 36!】

Just then, the fishing net on the sea surface gave a sign, sinking heavily.

Ling Gun Gun was the fastest, diving into the sea to back‑stroke and feast.

Jin Chen didn't even manage to grab him.

"Here's the haul! Everyone, put in some effort!" Liu Ping'an shouted.

The men on the ship instantly perked up, chanting their work song, and began hauling the net together.

The net came up, the catch delighting everyone; the mesh teemed with lively fish and shrimp, especially a few plump flower eels and odd‑looking but delicious pipa fish that stood out.

Jin Chen reckoned that, if Zero Egg hadn't devoured a portion, the haul here could have been half again as large.

【Burp—】

After the work, it was nearly noon.

Several boats rafted together, and the fishermen ate their lunch right on the water.

They took out the prepared homemade chili fish sauce, set up the little clay stove they'd brought, and heated a thin stone slab until it was scorching.

The freshly caught flower eels and pipa fish were cleaned, cut into chunks, laid on the hot stone, and a handful of dried leaves that dispel fishiness and add fragrance were scattered underneath.

With a sizzle, the fish meat quickly changed color, its aroma bursting forth, mingling with the salty spice of the sauce, making mouths water.

Paired with a bowl of thick, glutinous millet porridge, it was the most authentic meal for fishermen heading out to sea.

But Jin Chen's side was clearly treated differently.

Bu Changji, who'd spent years roaming the deep seas, seen the world as a pirate chief, though he himself rarely cooked, had gathered cooks whose skills were not lacking.

He was well versed in the ways of eating all kinds of rare sea delicacies.

Then he was eager to show Jin Chen another trick.

Bu Changji rolled up his sleeves, revealing two sections of wrist; his motions weren't especially practiced, yet they were unusually earnest and dexterous.

He sliced the fish meat to an even thickness, then, using the available seasonings, pounded up a different dip, and even went so far as to use the heated stone slab for a simple sear.

All in all, there are plenty of varieties.

After it was ready, he didn't go back to his own spot, but insisted on squeezing next to Jin Chen, even sitting directly in his arms, picking up chopsticks, pinching the most tender piece of fish meat, blowing on it carefully, then bringing it to Jin Chen's lips, eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"Try it, is it good?"

The fish meat was grilled crisp on the outside and tender inside, coated with the Special Blend sauce, its aroma fragrant and striking.

The fishermen on the nearby boats were salivating just from smelling it, but seeing Bu Changji's posture, no one dared to come over and ask for a share.

Jin Chen watched Bu Changji's present-offering demeanor, then looked at the fish meat brought to his lips; the lingering displeasure in his heart had long vanished.

He opened his mouth and ate it; the fresh flavor burst in his mouth, indeed surpassing ordinary preparation.

Jin Chen finally couldn't hold back, reached out to embrace Bu Changji's neck, lowered his head, and kissed his lips still stained with a bit of sauce.

"Delicious."

His temper is bad, and when he's stubborn he can infuriate people, but when he's obedient and thoughtful, he's truly endearing.