KanColle does not allow me to work from nine to five

"Where did this go..."

Liu Cheng panted and said stubbornly that there was no problem for him to do the beach training. The problem was that the beach training would not be at full speed throughout the whole process. Running ten kilometers with the explosive power of a 100-meter sprint was not something a human could do. Even now, Liu Cheng might not be considered an ordinary human.

As an adult, of course, I won't compete with the little girl. Knowing how to give up is the wisdom of an adult.

So Liu Cheng saw the horror already

After he disappeared from view, he began to slow down, supporting himself with his knees and catching his breath.

Then Liu Cheng felt a soft and elastic embrace against his back. The steaming sweat and heat brought a unique and strong body fragrance. Brest exhaled hot breath and said breathlessly: "Hero... let me lean on you... I really can't run anymore..."

"You're still running when you can't run."

Liu Cheng helped Brest to sit on the fine sand next to him. Brest propped up her body with her hands. Her pair of snow-white and plump thighs were slightly bent, her calves were straight, and a few blue veins could be faintly seen on her white skin. Grains of sand stuck to her crystal white soles and fell off under the light friction of her toes, adding a touch of moving to this perfection.

Brest had a slightly shy expression on his face, but he still said softly: "My hero, my legs are a little sore, can you rub them for me?"

Faced with such naked temptation, Liu Cheng naturally said sternly: "Why do you use the same move so many times? If you use a little bit of the power of the ship suit, you can run another ten kilometers in one breath without any pain in your legs."

"But I don't want to use the power of the ship suit." Brest pursed his lips, and looked at Liu Cheng pitifully with his beautiful light blue eyes, "In front of the hero, I want to show the most real me."

"Then why are you still using such a little trick as beauty?"

"Because the real me also has selfish motives."

Brest looked at Liu Cheng eagerly, and finally saw him stretch out his hand and gently knead her calf muscles. The gentle and hot touch penetrated into her skin and bones with the temperature of his palm, making Brest involuntarily utter a moan. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether she was doing it for official business or for some other selfish motive.

"Mr. Hero is so gentle."

"Gentle, I have selfish motives, mainly because I am lustful and want to touch your calves. Massage is just a natural step."

"Hehehe..."

Brest smiled and covered her lips. She looked into Liu Cheng's eyes and said sincerely, "I'm sorry, hero. I know you are a little angry. Not only because of what I said to Jean Bart before, but also because of the moral kidnapping and honey trap. These are all my selfish desires to win your support for Richelieu. But I heard a saying from Donghuang that a gentleman can be deceived by his own tricks. I have witnessed your story and I always believe that you will be a great hero who can save the situation and will not mind my little thoughts, so I will use these means to attract your attention."

"It is my honor to be in contact with the hero. I will always believe in the hero. Please believe in me too?"

Brest's words and charm were like a spring breeze blowing through Liu Cheng's heart. She did have some little thoughts, but they were extremely sincere and delicate. What's more, her little thoughts were not for herself, but for Iris.

"Actually, I'm not angry, nor do I distrust you. I just found that Iris' situation is not quite what I imagined."

Liu Cheng let go of Brest's calf and sat next to the beauty. The two of them stood shoulder to shoulder and looked at the sea not far away.

"I know the news you told me, as well as the information I got from Kaixuan and Keersheng..."

These days, Liu Cheng certainly wasn't just playing with the girls, nor was he simply waiting for Richelieu to contact him. He was also collecting first-hand information about Iris. He found that Richelieu's current predicament seemed to be different from what he had imagined. Richelieu not only couldn't convince Jean Bart, she couldn't convince herself.

So when Brest brought the message to Richelieu, she did not respond, so Saint Celeste, who prayed eight times a day, had to admit defeat to Saint Richelieu, who prayed all day.

The cardinal's faith remained firm, but she also knew that she could not convince others with reason and evidence, and it seemed that her insistence on herself might become an obstacle to Iris's reform. Liu Cheng felt that Richelieu, who sat in front of the cross all night, was not praying, but was racking his brains to think about how to resolve the conflict in a peaceful way.

However, judging from the current situation, Richelieu has not come up with a solution. At the same time, she does not think that Liu Cheng has a way to resolve the current conflicts in Azur Lane. It is understandable that it is not easy for the leader of a force to trust a strange human being, not to mention that Liu Cheng is Jean Bart's lover. In Richelieu's eyes, he may naturally be in the same camp as Jean Bart, so it is normal for him to doubt the information conveyed by the royal family.

The trust shown by Brest is actually abnormal.

"Mr. Hero is indeed always thinking of a solution."

"Well, I have a few stories here, please tell them to Richelieu..."

After a while, Kaixuan and others, who found that Liu Cheng and the others were missing, ran back and saw the two people chatting.

Walkerland pointed at the two of them, put his hands on his waist and shouted, "This is too much. You are adults, but you are lazy!"

"That's right." Unyielding responded, "You don't have a knight's sense of honor at all."

Brest stood up and explained, "Mr. Hero is taking care of me who is exhausted, not being lazy."

"That's right." Liu Cheng said shamelessly, "This is where adults are better than you. You only know to run forward with your heads down, but you don't know how to take care of your companions. You still have a lot of room for growth."

"Humph, I don't believe it."

Walkerlan made a face at Liu Cheng, but Buqu was frightened for a moment and felt that it made a lot of sense.

Kan Hor glanced at the two people who were behaving in a somewhat intimate manner, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, are you being lazy, or are you having an affair?

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Chapter 119: A Little Bit of Strategy to Conquer Sister Li

At night, a drizzle of rain began to hit the eaves. Compared with the royal one, the Iris Church was more elegant and magnificent. It not only had a dome with various religious murals, but also colorful glazed windows with images of the Virgin Mary, Child and the Holy Spirit painted on them. Under the flickering candlelight, it seemed like the only light in the night, appearing dim and sacred.

The church's chandeliers were lit with perpetual candles. Under the flickering light, a slender figure was kneeling in front of a silver cross, with gorgeous long orange hair draped behind her head. Her decent fleur-de-lis dress tightly bound her slender waist, and her calves were kneeling side by side behind her under the rare red tights. In such light and shadow, he looked like a devout bishop listening to God's teachings, but one could feel that this cardinal was as confused as a nun who had just joined the church.

In fact, what came out of Richelieu's thin lips was not a pious prayer, but her unconscious murmur while calculating.

Richelieu is not a traditional saint who only seeks help and salvation from God. Religion is just a means for her to place her faith. She does not expect a real God to solve everything, so she is calculating and deducing, hoping to find a way to bridge the current contradictions.

Unfortunately, some of the methods that come to mind are just old hat.

So Richelieu actually couldn't find a way to convince others, let alone Jean Bart.

The door of the church opened, and Brest walked in slowly from outside. She stood beside Richelieu, and before she could speak, a voice as clear and pleasant as a cuckoo came out from Richelieu's thin pink lips: "Brest, don't say anything more. It's not that I don't believe him, but I hope that Iris's problem can be solved by Iris."

Brest blinked and said, "Liu Cheng said that he is Jean Bart's husband, so he is also Iris's man."

Richelieu said nothing.

Brest added: "Liu Cheng also said that if you are worried that this incident will affect his relationship with Jean Bart, then you underestimated him, and even more so Jean Bart. The disagreement between you and Jean Bart is not personal, but you both hope that Iris and the ship girls will have a better tomorrow."

Richelieu pursed his lips, his heart wavering a little, but he still didn't say anything.

Brest did not continue to persuade, but said: "Liu Cheng told me a story, I will tell you now, there is an old lady in the mental hospital, she wears black clothes and holds a black umbrella every day, squatting at the door of the mental hospital. The doctor thought that to cure her, he must start with understanding her, so the doctor also wore black clothes and held a black umbrella, squatting there with her. The two squatted in silence for a month, and the old lady finally spoke to the doctor, Excuse me, are you... also a mushroom?"

"puff--"

Just as her lips were about to open, Richelieu pursed them tightly again, holding back the laughter that came out of her mouth. She originally thought that Liu Cheng would tell a fable or something, but she didn't expect it to be a cold joke. She was caught off guard and almost laughed out loud.

"Does he want to say that I'm a mental patient, or that I'm a mushroom?"

"I don't know. I'm just relaying the hero's words." Brest said with a slight smile, "But he said that if you can bring him a message, he will tell you what it means."

"What?"

"Anything is fine."

Richelieu lowered his head slightly, the light of the candle illuminated her extremely beautiful face, and the dim shadows seemed to reflect her inner struggle.

"it is good."

The next day, Liu Cheng received Richelieu's words from Brest.

"Don't let Jeanbal down. Treat her well, or I, as the leader of Iris, will never forgive you."

Liu Cheng shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Richelieu's words reminded him of an equally clumsy sister. Perhaps she and Bismarck would have something in common.

"Richelieu is a bit stubborn."

Brest said with high emotional intelligence: "The Cardinal is a man with firm beliefs, so his temperament is naturally firm, and sometimes he can appear stubborn."

"Jean Bart has a similar personality. They are indeed sisters."

Liu Cheng and Brest looked at each other, and they both understood each other's thoughts at once.

"Mr. Hero, although time is tight, there is still some time. The Iris government's resolution to dissolve the parliament needs to be approved by the Republic Court, which will take at least a month."

"Well, then slowly open up Richelieu's defenses."

In the evening, Brest brought Liu Cheng's words to Richelieu.

"Master Hero said that what he meant was that you and Jean Bart are both mushrooms. Jean Bart is already very stubborn, and you want to be a mushroom with her. You don't act like a doctor at all."

Richelieu blinked her eyes and stopped praying. She was not angry but just said, "What a far-fetched explanation. It seems to be a deduction process based on the answer. It's as if Mr. Liu Cheng can stop being a mushroom."

"I don't know, but I conveyed my message."

Brest smiled and said, "The following is today's story. The earthworm family of three had been living a happy life. One day, the earthworm father disappeared. The little earthworm asked the earthworm mother, where is the father? The earthworm mother replied, your father went fishing with someone."

Richelieu opened her eyes wide, and a smile that had not been seen in a long time bloomed in her azalea-colored eyes, but she still held back her laughter and said, "What a bad story. I don't like this kind of joke."

"Cardinal, please don't vent your anger on me.

A narrator."

Richelieu pursed her lips, and could almost clearly feel her hesitation from her fair cheeks, but she still took the initiative to ask: "So it's the same today? One sentence for another?"

"Yes, that's it."

Brest raised her pretty face, with a gentle smile on her innocent and beautiful face.

The third day-

"Mr. Liu Cheng, I seem to be too friendly to you. Your experience with other ship girls is not your confidence."

After listening to Brest's retelling, Liu Cheng smiled at her. It seemed that Richelieu's words were very tough, but in fact, they were not that tough anymore.

"I won't tell jokes today. How about I tell you a brain teaser?"

"I think it's better to just talk about your experience, hero. After all, it's been two days in a row, and Richelieu has been mentally prepared."

"Makes sense."

Day 4

"I am more concerned about your feelings for Jean Bart, and I don't want to hear about your romantic love story with other people."

Day 5

"I think you, Mr. Liu Cheng, must be a humorous person. At least you will make Barr not feel lonely."

Day 6

"I understand what you mean, but... I don't know how to put it. Anyway, I feel much better now. Although I still can't completely believe it, this kind of communication is really a luxury."

Day 7

Dunkirk looked at Liu Cheng and Brest, who were chatting and laughing beside the rooftop swimming pool, and couldn't help but ask sourly, "When did your relationship become so good?"

Brest blinked and said as a matter of course: "Because the hero is very approachable."

"Of course it's because I exchange sincerity for sincerity."

Liu Cheng shrugged and spoke quite confidently.

Chapter 120: The Hidden Clemenceau

It has been half a month since Liu Cheng arrived at Iris, and his good days of doing nothing every day are gradually coming to an end.

Early in the morning every day, before Dunkirk has prepared breakfast, cute little girls come to find Liu Cheng. Unlike Liu Cheng, who is still working late at night, they follow the standard early-to-bed and early-to-rise schedule. As soon as they get up, they want to play with this humorous, reliable and warm big brother.

Then there are the lazy and vicious ones who commit crimes, the horrible ones who are too targeted at people, the reckless and impulsive ones who are not team players, the stupid Walkerlans who are the traitors, the Maye Blazes who don’t retreat, the big breasts of Kyle Saint who are not human…

In short, playing with these little girls was both tiring and fun for Liu Cheng. Sometimes they were really noisy, but as long as he coaxed Bu Qu to pat his head, hugged the sleeping Evil, and complained a little about Richelieu being difficult to talk to, he would get the sensible Kaixuan to kiss him on the face, and he would be full of energy all of a sudden.

In the afternoon, not only did the little lolis not go back, but they also welcomed new guests. Brest would bring Richelieu's reply, and Dunkirk would have tea and chat with Liu Cheng after making lunch.

Sometimes Liu Cheng could enjoy Brest's lap pillow. Her thighs were slender, plump and very elastic. He could feel the heat from her skin. This gentle and delicate iris poet did not mind some physical contact with Liu Cheng. Occasionally, when his fingers touched, he would feel a throbbing sensation that went straight to his heart. And often at this time, Brest would even be more generous.

Because they were familiar with each other, they would have parties in the swimming pool on the rooftop. Every time at this time, Liu Cheng saw Dunkirk's slim figure and Brest's voluptuous and attractive body, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, just like the Iris destroyer's chest shared one stone, and Kyle Saint took up eight buckets alone, and Dunkirk's nutrition seemed to have been absorbed by this sister for the most part.

"You look like you're thinking about something bad."

"No, absolutely not." Facing Dunkirk's questioning, Liu Cheng said sincerely, "I just think you've worked hard and should eat more."

"I always feel like you're just being perfunctory..."

Dunkirk bit his lip. It was obviously a good thing to get along well with his sister Brest, who also had disagreements with him. But when he saw her smiling happily with Liu Chengyan, Dunkirk felt a little sad.

Dunkirk was unfamiliar with this feeling, but she was not unclear about it. She was just a little confused. It seemed that she was just getting along normally. Could it be that she really fell in love with this man, the husband of her best friend, without realizing it?

Liu Cheng is not a blockhead, but he has too many things to do and has not noticed Dunkirk's lonely look sometimes.

In the evening, Jean Bart would lead the ship girls of Iris to Liu Cheng to perform mind cube transformation. Joffre, Algeria, Marseillaise, Gascogne... Liu Cheng could roughly distinguish the ship girls in Iris who supported Jean Bart and Richelieu, and it seemed that they were quite evenly matched overall.

As for the night, it goes without saying that the more tired Jeanbal was after a day, the more she longed for the warmth of Liu Cheng's body. Her elastic and slender body, every inch of her skin, had endured the passion of her lover. Under such nourishment, Jeanbal tended to become more and more soft. Even if Liu Cheng held her in his arms and walked to the rooftop in a train lunch position, with her round and plump buttocks resting on the railing, letting the moonlight shine on her white and delicate chest, Jeanbal would not refuse, and even took the initiative.

But even so, Liu Cheng is still not the busiest person in the entire Iris.

Of course, it is not Jean Bart or Richelieu, nor is Brest, the messenger, or Dunkirk, the laborious one.

The busiest person in Iris right now is Clemenceau.

"If you want to keep someone's heart, you can never just keep your hope in one person.

"If you are not interested in a person or thing that is unique to you, especially if this person is obviously ambitious and has ties in other places, then you can only use more ties to hold him back." Clemenceau said to Jean Bart beside him, "Dunkirk said that recently, the frequency of my brother-in-law contacting other ship girls has greatly decreased. This is a good sign. In the long run, even if we can't completely keep my brother-in-law's heart, we can keep him in Iris temporarily. His existence is more useful than any kind of covenant."

Jean Bart nodded and looked at her sister beside her. Although she was beautiful, she did not have any outstanding features except for her plump lips, which were unique among the Richelieu-class battleships. She was thoughtful and good at planning, and was now Jean Bart's right-hand man. However, Jean Bart always felt that he could not see through her sister.

"You seem to think highly of Liu Cheng."