Today's tutelary fort remains peaceful.

At this time, Chongqing, who was rarely not sticking to Yixian, was rolling around on the sofa.

Literally rolling around.

"It's so hot... so stuffy... so boring..."

Even at home, she still wore cheongsam. Chongqing lay on the expensive high-end sofa, rolling around like a child, not caring at all that the silver cheongsam on her body became wrinkled.

The girl with silver hair was wearing an apron and holding a mop, carefully mopping the living room floor.

When she heard Sofa Chongqing's nagging, her brows jumped unconsciously, and she said with a bit of annoyance in her tone: "Goddess Dawn, if you really feel bored, why don't you help your sister do something?"

"Huh?" Chongqing raised his head, a bewildered expression on his face, and pretended to be dumbfounded. "What? Sister Lin Xian, I didn't hear you clearly."

Penelope, a quiet and intellectual girl wearing glasses and holding a book in her hands, said helplessly, "You just selectively ignored what my elder sister said, right?"

"That's what I mean." Galatea, the second Linxian-class ship, also complained: "Even if Big Sister repeated it once, you would pretend not to hear it and get away with it."

"..." Chongqing was choked and retorted: "Aren't you the same? If you are really diligent, instead of attacking me here, why not go and help Big Sister?"

Seeing that his words had silenced Galatea and Penelope, Chongqing pouted and muttered:

"Besides, compared to my sisters who sit around doing nothing all day, I'm much busier. Our department is responsible for the tutelary cafeteria at least twenty days a month. I finally get a break, and you're not allowing me to slack off?"

"Heh..." Galatea crossed her arms, curling her lips in disdain. "Our department? Don't forget, before you became the Chongqing, you were our sister, the Goddess of Dawn!"

"Uh, this..." Chongqing was stunned for a moment, and seeing that the other two sisters were looking at him with somewhat unfriendly eyes, he quickly said:

"Okay, I said the wrong thing, I was wrong. How about this, I'll take care of dinner tonight... Can you forgive me for that?"

After hearing what Chongqing said, the three sisters looked at Chongqing with friendly eyes again.

"I knew that my younger sister was not a heartless person." Galatea jumped to Chongqing's side, put her arms around her shoulders, and rubbed her little face against her cheek.

"Okay, okay..." Chongqing was choked by her second sister and quickly broke free from Galatea's embrace, moving away and saying unhappily:

"Isn't this the result you all wanted? How is it? Are you satisfied?"

Galatea looked up at the ceiling, and Penelope raised the book in her hand to block Chongqing's view.

Lin Xian, wearing a headscarf, an apron, and plastic gloves, leaned on a mop and sighed helplessly, "Don't blame each other, you three. You're all lazy..."

As he was speaking, the doorbell rang from the direction of the entrance.

"Eh? Who is it?" Penelope put down the book and tilted her head in confusion.

"I don't know. Afternoon tea time is almost over. Who would come here at this time?" Galatea said curiously.

Chongqing was silent, as if it was in a deep sleep.

Lin Xian had a blank expression on her face. Seeing that her sisters were standing still and just looking at her with inquiring eyes, she stamped her feet angrily and said, "I'll go open the door!"

"Really? I'm the older sister, why am I always the one being ordered around..."

Lin Xian muttered to herself as she walked to the entrance and opened the door. Before she saw the visitor, she casually asked, "Who is it? Coming at this time... Hmm?! Admiral?!"

Lin Xian stared at the man standing outside the door with wide eyes, a look of disbelief in her expression.

Although the younger sister, the Dawn Goddess, is the admiral's wedding ship, this is the first time that the admiral has personally visited her.

"Hello." Xue Cheng greeted with a smile and then started brainstorming.

The four Linxian-level sisters have very similar appearances and hair colors, especially when they change into their regular uniforms. Even Admiral Xue Cheng has difficulty distinguishing them.

However, after traveling through time for so long, Xue Cheng has also gained some experience in how to identify ship girls with high similarity.

Judging from the girl's reaction, she is obviously not Chongqing. She is not wearing glasses or rabbit hairpins, which again rules out the possibility of Penelope. She also has no alopecia on her head, so she is not Galatea. Therefore, there is only one truth.

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"Is Lin Xian having a big cleaning? Am I here at a bad time?" Xue Cheng touched his nose and said a little embarrassedly.

Lin Xian came back to her senses. She quickly opened the door, made way, and said, "Nothing! I'm just doing my daily cleaning. Please come in, Admiral."

As he spoke, Lin Xian called out to the living room, "The Admiral is here! Who's going to prepare some refreshments?"

A flurry of noises came from the living room. Xue Cheng changed into the slippers Lin Xian handed him and asked curiously, "Um, you guys really aren't cleaning? Otherwise, I'll come back another day."

Lin Xian subconsciously grabbed the corner of Xue Cheng's clothes to prevent him from leaving, then shook her head repeatedly: "Really not, maybe the sisters are being naughty again? Admiral, come in and have a cup of tea first."

"Well, excuse me for disturbing you." Xue Cheng followed Lin Xian into the living room.

Looking at the neat and clean living room, even the mop he had just put down was taken away, the sofa that was a little messy due to Chongqing's lying was restored to normal, and there were snacks and hot tea on the coffee table. Lin Xian couldn't help but nod secretly.

Although they are usually unreliable, but at critical moments, the sisters are still good at making themselves proud.

"Admiral, welcome." The literary girl Penelope sat on the single sofa and greeted gracefully.

Galatea also sat up straight and said, "Ahem, Admiral, it's been a while since I last said hello."

Chongqing, who was wearing a silver cheongsam, crossed her arms and swayed slightly with her legs crossed. She looked at Xue Cheng unhappily and said:

"Hey, why are you here? I finally have a day off, so please don't mess with me and ruin my vacation."

Chongqing shook his fist at Xue Cheng and said, "If you dare to ruin my good deeds, I will not be polite to you."

How could you speak to the Admiral like that? Lin Xian glared, ready to assert her authority as the eldest sister.

However, Galatea and Penelope, who were facing her, were desperately winking at her. Lin Xian was stunned, a hint of sudden realization appeared between her brows, and she quickly shut her mouth.

Yes... The Goddess of Dawn is different from me. She is the wedding ship and the admiral's wife.

Compared with people like him, his relationship with the admiral is much closer, so he can speak more casually and does not need to pay too much attention to etiquette.

Hmm, it seems like my relationship with the Admiral hasn't progressed much. Should I take this opportunity...

Lin Xian's heart moved, and she looked at Galatea and Penelope. The two sisters understood and nodded to her imperceptibly.

"Disaster star, trouble..." Xue Cheng said helplessly: "Is this how Chongqing sees me?"

"Otherwise..." Chongqing raised her eyebrows and was about to answer, but Penelope quickly covered her mouth. She then looked at Xue Cheng and said with a smile, "No, I often mention the admiral at home."

"That's right," Galatea quickly added, "The Dawn Goddess likes the Admiral very much. She often mentions him, like a nymphomaniac, praising him for all sorts of good things. Even we can't stand it."

How could I mention this guy so often! Chongqing's eyes widened, but the frail-looking Penelope held her mouth tightly, preventing her from speaking.

Seeing this, Lin Xian quickly pulled Xue Cheng and pushed him to Chongqing's side, saying, "Ah, really, how can you let the admiral stand there? Sit down and have a cup of tea first."

"Okay." Xue Cheng did not refuse and sat down. Suddenly, he felt someone bumped into him. He turned around and saw Chongqing pressed against him.

"It's not me!" Chongqing noticed Xue Cheng's inquiring gaze and quickly sat up straight, glaring at Penelope on the other side.

Penelope, who had picked up the book again and pretended to read, raised her head and looked at Chongqing, asking curiously, "What's wrong?"

"You, you're still pretending..." Chongqing gritted his teeth.

Seeing Chongqing looking like he was about to lose his temper, Lin Xian quickly handed the teacup to Xue Cheng and said earnestly, "Hey, Admiral, have a cup of tea first. This tea was made by me, and it's delicious."

"And this snack is also the masterpiece of the Goddess of Dawn." Galatea also pushed the snack on the coffee table over.

Xue Cheng did not refuse. He picked up the teacup and took a sip, then tasted the sweet-smelling snack.

He doesn't understand tea and doesn't know how to taste tea, so no matter how good the tea or tea art is, he won't be able to appreciate it.

But the quality of dim sum can be easily distinguished by tasting it. Xue Cheng widened his eyes and looked at Chongqing: "I only knew that Chongqing's cooking skills were good, but I wonder if they're also good at making noodles?"

"Hmph, just okay." Chongqing folded his arms and said with a lack of interest:

"In terms of making tea and snacks, it's still a little inferior to Reputation. If the Admiral wants to taste better, why not go to your head maid?"

Eh? This reaction... is he angry? Xue Cheng blinked. He didn't remember offending Chongqing recently.

If I had to say something, it was only the time I was affected by the terrible potion, and the time I went to Yixian's house for dinner, during which I made some harmless jokes.

But if it was only at that level, would Chongqing still be resentful about it?

Xue Cheng was confused, but Lin Xian and the other two seemed to understand something.

The three sisters looked at each other, chatted with Xue Cheng for a few minutes, and then each found an excuse to leave. Soon, only Xue Cheng and Chongqing were left in the living room.

"What are they doing..." Xue Cheng asked expressionlessly as he watched Penelope's figure disappear in the entrance hall.

"Really? Don't you understand?"

Chongqing glanced at him, picked up a piece of tea and stuffed it into his mouth carelessly, and said in a vague voice: "The sisters are creating an opportunity for the admiral and me to be alone."

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"Is that so?" Xue Cheng shrugged and looked at Chongqing. The girl's eating manners were not very elegant, but not ugly either, and seemed casual and natural.

He thought about it and was about to speak, but he saw Chongqing not even looking at him, but quickly clearing the snacks on the table.

The way she eats...I'm afraid it won't be long before all these snacks end up in her stomach alone?

Seeing this, Xue Cheng quickly joined in and started competing with Chongqing.

When they cleared the tea and snacks from the table and drank the cooled black tea in one gulp, they looked at each other and laughed.

"The sisters in Chongqing treat you so well." Xue Cheng said with a smile.

"Oh?" Chongqing glanced at him sideways, swaying her crossed legs and saying with a half-smile, "Are only Sister Lin Xian and the others kind to me?"

Xue Cheng was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"Admiral, don't play dumb." Chongqing sighed and said helplessly, "I'm referring to Sister Yixian."

"Yi...Xian?" Xue Cheng pretended to know nothing: "What does this have to do with Yixian?"

"Still pretending." Chongqing shook his fist at him, rolled his eyes, and said unhappily, "If Sister Yixian hadn't asked you to come, would the Admiral have thought of coming to me?"

“…” Xue Cheng remained silent.

There are now nearly a hundred wedding ships in the garrison. Xue Cheng has only been here a short time, and many people have not had the chance to come into contact with them. The branch line in Chongqing still lacks an opportunity to start.

So apart from meeting at Yixian's house or occasionally on the road, Xue Cheng and Chongqing did not have any deep connection.

If Yixian hadn't begged, Xue Cheng would probably still be with Yixian now?

Looking at Xue Cheng's expression, Chongqing curled his lips and said, "I knew it would be like this."

"Well, I admit that I don't pay enough attention to Chongqing."

Xue Cheng carefully considered his words and said, "But I assure you, I have always loved Chongqing and have never ignored your intentions."

"Of course I know this," Chongqing said.

Xue Cheng looked at her in surprise: "You know?"

"Of course, the admiral is a playboy who falls in love with every woman he meets. Isn't there anyone in the entire garrison who doesn't know this?" Chongqing sneered.