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When Xue Cheng finished everything and sat up from the chair, Lexington immediately brought a wet towel and helped him wipe the sweat from his face and neck.

Although it was a training with small weights, Xue Cheng had no basic training after all. Moreover, the journey was long and the burden was heavy. After repeating it many times, Xue Cheng, who had lacked exercise for many years, still found it a bit overwhelming.

Especially since he went to bed late last night and had consumed a lot of physical energy. After training for a whole afternoon, he could no longer hold on.

It seems that the Admiral should also exercise his cardiopulmonary function...George Evlov looked at Xue Cheng, touched his chin, thought for a while and added: "Remember to do another 20 minutes of aerobics before the Admiral leaves."

"Okay..." Xue Cheng responded weakly.

"Admiral, you've worked hard." Lexington wiped it carefully and praised it with a smile: "Admiral, you are really dazzling and handsome when you train hard."

“…” Xue Cheng bit the straw handed to him by Missouri and drank the water, smiling awkwardly.

Is it true that beauty is in the eyes of the beholder? Xue Cheng felt that his appearance was just average at best. Perhaps with the right outfit and hairstyle, his looks could improve a bit, but it was definitely not as exaggerated as Lexington said.

"The aerobics that Lexington just did was also very beautiful." Xue Cheng said, but compared to Lexington's praise, his words were more sincere.

There were a lot of people in the gym today, and Lexington didn't need to be with Xue Cheng all the time, so during the break, he ran to the other side and did some aerobics with 16 for a while.

When she comes to the gym to exercise, Lexington naturally does not wear her signature military uniform. Instead, she changes into a slightly tight fitness suit, revealing her figure, which is especially eye-catching when she does some large movements.

"If you like it, Admiral, I'll go home and dance for you," Lexington said.

Missouri put the water cup aside, not caring about the sweat on Xue Cheng's body, and sat down next to him. She looked at Xue Cheng who was talking to Lexington, and suddenly reached out and touched Xue Cheng's chest through his clothes.

Xue Cheng was startled by the sudden attack. He quickly glanced at Lexington, and seeing that he didn't react, he said unhappily, "What are you doing? Are you being a hooligan?"

Missouri glared in mock anger, then reached out and touched him again, even going so far as to pinch Xue Cheng's shoulders and arms, saying as she did so, "I didn't realize the Admiral still had a bit of muscle."

Bismarck also came over, picked up Xue Cheng's arm, looked at it, and nodded: "The Admiral seemed to have said before that he hadn't done any sports for a long time. He can still maintain such muscle mass. It seems that the Admiral is very talented."

Georgievlov rubbed her fingers. Although she wanted to touch it, she had to suppress the impulse because she considered that those who dared to touch the admiral and Lexington had not responded were all marriage ships. If she reached out rashly, she might be treated horribly.

"I noticed that when the Admiral was exercising just now. If you combine it with a proper diet and training, you might be able to completely transform the Admiral within three months."

The muscle latitude is much worse than that of years of training.

Georgievlov muttered to herself, but she didn't intend to turn the admiral into an exaggerated muscular man, so she didn't say what she was thinking.

"If the admiral can really do it, I can give you a little reward." Missouri poked Xue Cheng's belly with her fingers, feeling the touch of the bullet, and said with a smile.

"I'm not expecting your reward at all, you female hooligan." Xue Cheng rolled his eyes at her, stood up, and walked towards Tirpitz, who looked exhausted and seemed to be staggering even when walking.

"Tirpitz, are you okay?" Xue Cheng asked with concern.

While Xue Cheng was training, Tirpitz was not idle either. She was forced to exercise by her sister Bismarck and was restricted from using ship equipment. Although the weight she used was far less than that of Xue Cheng, she was still exhausted and her muscles were sore and painful.

"I, I'm fine..." Tirpitz almost cried. From birth to now, she had never suffered such hardship. If she had to choose, she would rather go out and fight in the deep sea than do this boring training.

Bismarck also came over and pointed to the treadmill not far away: "Since you are fine, take a rest, then run another five kilometers, and then we can go back."

"W-what?!" Tirpitz stared blankly at the treadmill, his expression even more desperate than when Bismarck confiscated and destroyed the previous inventory. "Sister, you are not kidding, are you?"

Bismarck looked at her expressionlessly: "Do you think I'm kidding you?"

"...Okay, I understand." Tirpitz pouted, nodded reluctantly, and sat down in a chair nearby to recover his strength.

"And Admiral, you have to go with Tirpitz too." Bismarck retracted his gaze and looked at Xue Cheng who was secretly gloating.

"Yes, Teacher Bismarck." Xue Cheng stretched his body. He felt that he should be able to complete it in his current condition.

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158. Sister Li’s Anxiety

After jogging on the treadmill for twenty minutes, Xue Cheng finally finished today's training. He took a towel to wipe the sweat off his face and looked up at the wall clock.

"It's lunch time." Xue Cheng sat on the chair, panting and sweating profusely. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that Tirpitz, who was walking on the treadmill with him, had not come down yet.

As a lazy homebody, Tirpitz follows the principle of staying still if possible and leads a very energy-saving life: his day and night schedule is reversed, and most of his waking time is spent in a computer chair and bed. Even meals have to be delivered to his room by Bismarck.

This lifestyle has directly led to a significant deterioration in her physical fitness. Although she doesn't feel tired after walking a few steps, ordinary jogging is a huge burden for her.

"Hurry up! Don't be lazy." Bismarck stood beside the treadmill with his arms folded, supervising Tirpitz who was struggling to move his legs.

“…” Tirpitz gasped heavily and wanted to give up several times, trying to get away with it by acting like a spoiled child and cheating like before. But when she saw her sister with a cold look, she felt that her exhausted physical strength was revived, allowing her to maintain a mechanical pace.

It's all the Admiral's fault! Tirpitz was indignant. If the drawing of the Admiral humiliating Ben had not been exposed and his sister had not discovered what she had done, he would not have ended up like this.

After the storm has passed, the scale of the admiral's notebook must be enlarged!

Xue Cheng had no idea what Tirpitz was thinking. If he knew, he would definitely encourage Bismarck to increase the intensity of her training to the maximum so that this hopeless otaku would no longer have the mind to think about random things.

Just as he drank some water and was about to rest for a while before leaving, Richelieu came over.

"The Admiral is really training hard." The charming French girl lifted her hair. There was also sweat on her forehead, with a few strands of hair stuck to her forehead. Her fair cheeks were flushed and her breathing was a little rapid.

"There's no other way. I have to fulfill the promise I made, right?" Xue Cheng looked at Richelieu. The girl was taller than Tirpitz, and the fat had also gone to the right places. Her slender waist and graceful curves were made to look extremely hot by her sportswear.

"Admiral, don't look." Richelieu used a towel to block Xue Cheng's way, her expression a little shy. In her opinion, her figure still had some flaws. Before she had a good figure, she didn't want the admiral to pay too much attention to her.

"Why? Isn't Richelieu my wife? Why can't I see her?" Xue Cheng teased.

Richelieu bit his lip, hesitated, and whispered, "Because... my legs are thick."

The last two words were so soft that they were barely audible. Xue Cheng asked in confusion, "What did you say?"

"Because..." Richelieu took a deep breath, his expression serious as if he had made a very important decision. After hesitating for a long time, he finally said, "Because my legs are too thick, so ugly..."

"..." Xue Cheng was speechless. He gently pushed away the towel that was blocking his view of Richelieu, looked at her body for a while, and focused his attention on her legs.

Comparing the portrait before and after the change in the game, Richelieu's thighs do appear to be thicker, but that is probably just a matter of angle. In the subsequent dress-up song Tomorrow's Song, Richelieu's figure in the badly damaged state is perfect, with slender and well-proportioned legs matched with black stockings, which are enough to make anyone lick his ass off.

"You think too much." Xue Cheng smiled bitterly. It seemed that the prettier the girl, the more anxious she would be about herself. Just like his top student deskmate in school, when Xue Cheng was satisfied with average grades, that top student would be brooding over a point lost due to a mistake in the exam for weeks.

Richelieu is in this state now. He has a good figure that most women envy, but he still feels that it is not perfect enough and feels anxious about it. This is obviously abnormal.

"Is there?" Richelieu looked down at his thigh, then looked at 16 who was stretching not far away. After comparing the two, he confirmed his judgment again.

"You can't compare like that." Xue Cheng noticed Richelieu's gaze and shifted his gaze to 16. He was suddenly at a loss for words: "The two of you are completely different in height, build, and temperament. The same dimensions may look good on her, but they may not look harmonious on you."

"For example, if a man weighing 60 kilograms weighs meters and a man weighing meters, will the visual effect be the same?"

"Richelieu thinks his legs are thick because he sees someone with thinner legs. But have you ever thought about whether such thin legs would really look good on you?"

"..." Richelieu hesitated. She hadn't really considered this question. She just saw others possessing something she thought was beautiful and lacked. As for whether it was suitable? Before she actually got it, it was difficult for her to look at herself objectively.

Seeing that Richelieu remained silent, but his expression still revealed a hint of stubbornness, Xue Cheng thought for a moment and said, "You think this way, is it because you've suffered a setback in some way? Is that why you're so insecure about yourself?"

Why would the Admiral think that? Richelieu shook her head subconsciously. She was just anxious about her condition out of a love for beauty. How could she be so shocked?

Just when Richelieu wanted to deny Xue Cheng's guess, she suddenly shut her mouth, her expression revealing a bit of thoughtfulness. She coughed lightly, blinked, and there was a bit of resentment in her clear light blue eyes.

"Isn't it because of the admiral?" Richelieu gave him a resentful look and lowered her head slightly. Her bangs fell down, covering her face, making it hazy and impossible to see her expression.

"Me?" Xue Cheng pointed at himself with an innocent look on his face. He had done nothing.

"It's the Admiral." Richelieu's voice rang out from behind her long golden hair. "Whether it was becoming the Admiral's wedding ship or arriving at the naval base, I was clearly there much earlier than the cruiser, but last night... why? Why her?"

"This..." Xue Cheng's expression froze. He didn't expect that the reason why Richelieu was so unconfident about himself was actually himself.

"Is Richelieu not good enough?" The girl's voice sounded faintly.

"That's not the case." Xue Cheng scratched his hair and explained quickly, "Some things don't depend on who comes first, but also on the timing and atmosphere. If you follow what Richelieu said, Firefly was the first ship girl to follow me."

Richelieu, relying on his hair to cover his eyes, curled his lips in disapproval.

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159. True Loli Battleship

First come first served does not apply in many cases, otherwise Lexington would never have been the first wife.

Richelieu certainly understood this, but she was not here to reason with Xue Cheng. As the admiral's wife, she had the privilege of being able to show her temper.

"But the Admiral hasn't even met with me alone." Richelieu's voice was a little aggrieved. She knew that this nagging personality didn't fit her character, but at this point, she couldn't care less. "The two of us can't even be alone together, so where's the opportunity and atmosphere?"

"This..." Xue Cheng was speechless. He knew that if what happened last night were to be spread, it would definitely cause a chain reaction. Isn't it happening now?

"Is Richelieu not good enough?" The girl asked the same question again.

"Of course not...Okay, I get it." Xue Cheng said helplessly: "What do you want?"

"I heard that the Admiral helped Yong Meng clean his room and catch bugs some time ago?" Richelieu said quietly, "There are a lot of plants where I live, and small bugs often get into the room. Even if I kill them with pesticides, they will soon appear again, so..."

Xue Cheng was startled, with a strange expression: "How did you know this?"

"Listen to what Fubuki and the others said... Admiral, don't change the subject! Do you agree or not?!"

"I agree, of course I agree." Xue Cheng sighed. Once the door of taboo is opened, it can never be closed again. The self who was once full of moral integrity will eventually fade away.

It's not a disadvantage anyway, and she's my wife after all, so why hesitate?

"But now's not the right time, is it?" Xue Cheng pointed at the wall clock and said, "It's time for lunch. I've been practicing all afternoon and I'm almost starving. How about next time?"

Richelieu hesitated for a moment and nodded. This time was indeed not suitable. She raised her head, straightened her messy bangs, and smiled at Xue Cheng: "Then it's a deal, next time for sure!"

"Yeah, definitely!"

……

After taking a quick shower to wash off the sweat, Xue Cheng changed into dry clothes and walked out of the gym.