KanColle does not allow me to work from nine to five

[You care about Richelieu a lot, aren't you afraid of making Bart sad? ]

[Could it be that you are Richelieu's spy lurking around Jean Bart? No, Richelieu would not resort to such a desperate measure, and Jean Bart is not that stupid, is it possible? ]

On the beach, by the rooftop swimming pool, on the wooden boardwalk...

Liu Cheng and Clemenceau tested each other again and again, and finally Liu Cheng couldn't help but said to Dunkirk in front of him: "Please let me rest my head on your knees for once! Please!"

Dunkirk was puzzled: "What are you doing?

Liu Cheng clasped his hands together and said sincerely, "Please."

"..."

Dunkirk bit his lip and said helplessly, "I really can't do anything with you... Lie down."

Chapter 123 Who is the final winner?

Richelieu is serious and stubborn, Jean Bart is determined to do what he wants, Clemenceau repeatedly tries, Brest does what he wants...

In this cold iris, only the generous and cheerful Dunkirk's thighs are warm.

Liu Cheng lay on the beauty's plump and tight thighs, smelling her delicate body fragrance, and felt that his whole body was healed. This was different from the kind of healing that a cute little loli felt, this was a scent of tenderness.

Dunkirk was originally a passionate iris girl, but she was a little confused and evasive before. Seeing Liu Cheng lying on her thighs with his eyes closed and tired, she couldn't help but reach out and gently touch the short bangs on his forehead, and asked: "Did anything happen?"

"I feel a little tired." In front of Dunkirk, Liu Cheng habitually joked, "I wanted to find Jean Bart, but Jean Bart will be back in the evening, so I can only use you as a substitute."

"Yeah, that's okay."

Dunkirk was neither angry nor trying to get back at Liu Cheng as usual. He just gently stroked Liu Cheng's cheek and said, "I know you are not as relaxed as you seem. You must be carrying a lot of responsibilities. True strength should not only endure suffering silently, but also include the courage to rely on others... So if you can, please talk to me."

"..."

Listening to Dunkirk's words, Liu Cheng felt warm and sour in his heart. He suddenly felt a little guilty. Why did he only realize Dunkirk's hardworking and gentle nature now? He also said such excessive words. Even if it was a joke, it seemed too hurtful now.

Is it because it is the easiest thing to get that I cherish it the least? I am such a scumbag.

"Dunkirk, I'm sorry, I was just joking." Liu Cheng opened his eyes and looked into Dunkirk's scarlet eyes. "You are no one's meal replacement. You are the best for comforting me after I made a joke about you."

Dunkirk's cheeks suddenly turned red: "Really, it's not like you to say something like that."

"I've always been honest."

Liu Cheng looked at Dunkirk's flawless face and couldn't help but say, "It's great that I can still see your face in this position."

What this means is that when people like Zara, Guanghui, Bismarck, and Zhenhai are sitting on his lap, Liu Cheng cannot see their faces, but only two oppressive shadows.

But after saying this, Liu Cheng felt a little regretful. When did he become so bad? He liked to make such jokes, as if the size of the breasts was the key to judging a hero. Even a small breast was cute. Moreover, Dunkirk, like Jean Bart, actually had big breasts according to the standards of ordinary women. It was a pity that the ship girl was not ordinary.

"What happened to seeing my face?"

"Nothing." Liu Cheng rubbed Dunkirk's thigh and said, "I just suddenly felt a little pretentious and wanted to act coquettishly... I want to eat Mont Blanc cake without rum."

"Okay, I'll do it for you."

"Well, I'll help... Wait, let me hug you first, then let me act coquettishly."

Liu Cheng hugged Dunkirk's delicate body, feeling the vital heartbeat of this iris girl and the slight trembling of her slender body.

Liu Cheng decided that he had to be responsible for this good girl, and more importantly, he had to cheer up and be responsible for the future of Iris and Azur Lane.

This was the eighth day since Liu Cheng established contact with Richelieu and the sixteenth day since he came to Iris. Richelieu's attitude had obviously softened, and Clemenceau was even more patient than Liu Cheng had imagined. She did not clearly reveal her intentions at all, and the two sides could only rely on testing each other.

As a brother-in-law and sister-in-law, the things they have done in the past few days include but are not limited to hugging, leg stretching, sit-ups, double swimming, kissing...

Yes, the two had kissed.

It was an accident within an accident. Although their lips only rubbed against each other slightly, after all, with Clemenceau's strategy, some intimate contact was inevitable. But a kiss is a kiss, and you can't say that it's not kissing just because the head of the kiss only touched each other.

However, Clemenceau is much more open-minded than Liu Cheng.

"In that case, you can give me a good morning kiss every day from now on, and I can also taste Jean Bart's flavor."

Facing such a mature Clemenceau, Liu Cheng was a little frustrated for a while. He was experienced but was defeated by the inexperienced ship girl. Did he really think he didn't dare to take advantage of her and attack his sister-in-law? He even ate the "devout" nun and even enjoyed the service of her slender lips in the church. He did such a rebellious thing. What was his sister-in-law? What's more, Pola, Littorio, August, Tosa... Liu Cheng was also a sister-in-law killer in a sense.

The two were not only testing each other, but also tacitly engaging in a patience competition, the competition was about who could test the other's intentions without exposing themselves.

own purpose.

So after "enduring humiliation" and communicating with Clemenceau for more than a week, Liu Cheng decided to confront her.

"I surrender."

In the audio-visual room in the basement of the villa, a classic black-and-white silent film was playing on the huge projection screen. When the heavy door was closed, the sounds inside and outside were completely isolated. At this time, Liu Cheng and Clemenceau were sitting side by side in the viewing seat, but neither of them was actually watching the movie.

"You have indeed found the only means to influence me when you are at a disadvantage. I can ignore you, but I cannot refuse your ulterior motives. You are such a bad woman."

After hearing Liu Cheng's comments, Clemenceau just smiled and crossed his long, straight legs in another direction: "Brother-in-law, are you giving up already?"

"Admit defeat."

"That means my efforts during this period have been useful. I've said before that I'm actually a bit of a grudge holder, so I must get back at you." Clemenceau turned his head, blinked at Liu Cheng and said, "You're a casual person, but you're actually very gentle and gentlemanly. You won't reject a woman's initiative. You like meat more than vegetables, and you love to eat sweet and juicy fruits. You're not picky about food, but you like Chinese food the most, but you prefer desserts that aren't that sweet. When you look at a woman, you look at her face first, then her legs, and then her breasts..."

"Okay, okay, I admit defeat." Liu Cheng touched his nose and said, "It seems that my defeat is not unfair. You have done your homework very well and are very good at catering to my preferences."

"Because you are a well-known person, it is easy to find your information, but I am just a nobody now."

Clemenceau suddenly stopped smiling, raised his mature and beautiful face, and said seriously and solemnly: "I can be smooth, and my self-esteem will not let me admit defeat easily, but you admitted defeat first, which means you have guessed my intention and seized the initiative, so I am the one who lost."

Liu Cheng was not surprised, because they both knew each other's intelligence during the test. He looked into Clemenceau's eyes and said unhappily, "So, we are all smart people. If you have something to say, just say it directly and stop playing tricks, okay?"

Chapter 124 I am a bad woman

"No, because intuition is the most unpredictable thing. Rumors may also change due to the process of transmission. We must have personal contact to achieve initial trust. Whether we can go further depends on whether the cooperation process is pleasant."

Clemenceau gently held up one of her smooth cheeks. Her plump lips reflected a charming glaze under the projection light. She looked at Liu Cheng and said, "So I want to make sure whether you really guessed my intention or you are just bluffing?"

"I have no interest in being a riddler like you."

Liu Cheng glanced at Clemenceau, shook his finger and said, "Your intention is very clear. It is nothing more than three aspects. Either you support Jean Bart, or you support Richelieu, or neither. You are also a Richelieu-class battleship, and you can also do it for yourself."

"First, we rule out Richelieu. She wouldn't do something like planting spies around her sister. We also rule out that you are secretly helping Richelieu. If you are not helping her directly, it means that you don't agree with her philosophy at all. You won't help someone who can't win."

"But it's not Jean Bart. What you have done in the past few days has completely exceeded what a sister who admires her sister should do. You also deliberately revealed such information to me, and you knew that I would not tell her, which means that you already knew that I did not support Jean Bart's idea."

"Excluding these two points, there is only one possibility left..."

"Is it for myself?" Clemenceau took over the conversation, smiling playfully, "I am also a Richelieu-class battleship, and I also have the natural legitimacy to lead Iris forward. Taking advantage of the moment when the eldest sister and the second sister are fighting, it is naturally the best opportunity for me to take the position."

"Of course not."

Liu Cheng looked at Clemenceau's mature and beautiful face and said, "You are not a political child. You must know that the source of power has always been from the bottom up, not from the top down. If you really want to do this for yourself, you should win over the Iris Ship Girl. That is your power capital, instead of wasting time on me."

Clemenceau's face showed no reaction, but his heart was shaking. He originally thought that hiding behind the scenes and being content with loneliness would be a sweet taste like religious devotion. He only needed the admiration of future generations, and it didn't matter if he was misunderstood by others. But now Clemenceau realized that it was a happy and blessed thing to have someone understand him. It was worth his many extraordinary actions and physical "sacrifices".

Clemenceau shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands: "It's neither this nor that. You just mentioned three aspects, and now you deny them all. What else can it be?"

"It's denied, but not completely. Only children make choices, while adults want everything."

Liu Cheng held his palm and said, "If you have a high EQ, you support the entire Iris and hope that Iris can have a better future and will not be dragged down by internal strife. If you have a low EQ, you will help whoever wins. You are betting on both sides, right?"

Clemenceau blinked his eyes, neither admitting nor denying. Instead, he looked at Liu Cheng and said, "You have never concealed your intention to oppose the split of Azur Lane, but this time you came to Iris. You are obviously on the same side and naturally have a common language with Richelieu, but you are not eager to contact Richelieu, which means that you are not supporting Richelieu... In other words, you feel that you can't help Richelieu achieve the outcome she wants, so you hope that she will support your idea, a different

Now that we both agree on this, we should approach her little by little, right?"

The black eyes and the red pupils stared at each other, and neither of them could hide their admiration for each other's abilities and intelligence, and they began to talk to themselves.

"Of course I want to thank you for your recognition of me. You spend so much time on me, which means you think I am the key to influencing the situation. I have to say that you made the right bet. I think I still have a certain influence among the ship girls, and I have also made arrangements in places that you can see and can't see. I will use my own way to bridge the differences in Azur Lane."

"I am just a nobody. Compared to Richelieu and Jean Bart, I am certainly more suitable for some behind-the-scenes work. It seems that you have also realized how important it is for you to have an ally of Iris. After all, you are a human who has already made your position clear, and I am the ship girl of Iris, and a Richelieu-class battleship."

"Your double-dealing betting method, even if it helps Iris to be invincible, be careful of being liquidated afterwards."

"Your inclination towards Richelieu will certainly hurt Jean Bart, no matter how you try to make up for it now."

"My way may be stronger than you think, Clemenceau."

"Maybe what I want is more than you think, brother-in-law."

The two smiled at each other, then reached out their hands and held them together tacitly.

"Then it's a pleasure to work together?"

"Of course we will be happy to cooperate if we have the same interests. I will definitely help whoever wins, so I bet on you to win."

Liu Cheng leaned back in his chair, rubbed his brows, and breathed a sigh of relief. It was really tiring to have to deal with intrigues in time management during this period, but it finally had a good ending. Regardless of whether the scheming Clemenceau had other ideas, the cooperation based on common interests was still very stable. Moreover, in this cooperative relationship, Liu Cheng was the strong and active party who controlled more resources.

What's more, Clemenceau's scheming is ultimately for Iris. Even if her vision is a little lower than Liu Cheng's, it is not annoying if you think about it. After all, she was born into such a divisive situation, and she must be helpless.

As Jean Bart said - all of Iris's shipgirls will protect Iris, even if their paths are different.

Thinking of this, Liu Cheng said jokingly: "You are very wise to bet on me to win. Your judgment is very accurate."

"Of course." Clemenceau looked at Liu Cheng with burning eyes and said generously, "Because I came into this world because of you."

"what?"

Clemenceau rested one hand on the armrest between them, holding up his pointed chin, and looked at Liu Cheng's surprised face in a daze: "If I didn't know that someone would appear to solve the situation, I wouldn't want to come to this world and waste my energy. It is because I am by your side that I am more certain of my judgment. Therefore, some intimate actions are not just tests, but admiration. Iris's romance does not mean casual..."

As he spoke, Clemenceau stretched out his high-heeled toes and gently rubbed Liu Cheng's legs, teasing and moving: "Look, you have become accustomed to the intimacy between you and me."

Liu Cheng felt the seductive touch on his thigh and thought that it seemed to be true. Mainly because of the precedent of hatred and monarch, Liu Cheng now really didn't dare to deny that he was so charming that he could make the ship girl fall in love with him at first sight.

"real or fake?"

"Of course it's fake." Clemenceau blinked, stretched out his hand and flicked Liu Cheng's forehead gently, "It's just sweet talk to win favor. You said it, I'm a bad woman."

Chapter 125 Goodbye Richelieu

Jean Bart rubbed his brows and walked tiredly on the wooden pier behind the reef villa. In recent days, Richelieu's attitude has become a little tougher, probably encouraged by the royal family or the White Eagle. The confrontation with his sister is more of a mental torment. Seeing that beautiful and determined face, seeing her serious and puzzled eyes, this person whom she should love but hate is her sister after all.

But nothing made any difference. Half a month later, the Iris Court approved the government's decision to dissolve the parliament, and then forcibly passed a resolution to join the new alliance led by Iron Blood. By then, even Richelieu would be powerless to reverse the situation. Whether she was forced to accept the status quo or insisted on self-exile, the dust had already settled.

No one can change the result, not even Liu Cheng. What Richelieu can't do, Liu Cheng, who has no roots in Iris, can't do either.

Thinking of this, Bal's eyes were a little complicated. No, I was so tired. I wanted to see Liu Cheng, wanted to be held in his arms, wanted to feel his warmth, missed his naughty but touching words and mischievous big hands... Monthly fee group 694⑨3613⑤

"Liu Cheng is not here?"

Jean Bart walked into the villa, but saw only Dunkirk sitting alone in the living room. The usually bustling room seemed extremely deserted because the key person was not there.

"Where did he go?"

Dunkirk pursed her lips. Of course she would not hide it from Jean Bart, but Liu Cheng also told her that there was no need to hide it from Jean Bart. The answer was a little difficult to say, but in the end Dunkirk still said it.

"He has gone to see Richelieu."

Jeanbal raised his head, clenched his right hand tightly, then slowly loosened it, and said calmly: "He is very patient. It would be good to go and meet him. Let him know whether a person who talks about beliefs and ideas all day long can bear his expectations."

Dunkirk blinked and said, "He's going to the church. Should we follow him?"

“No, this is him changing

The situation cannot be changed, and meeting each other will only make us more disappointed."

Jean Bart untied the belt on his coat and pulled out his hair tie, letting his long flaxen hair fall down.

"Dunkirk, help me get some hot water. I want to take a shower."

"it is good."

Jean Bart looked at Dunkirk's back, then looked towards the direction of the church in the distance. He bent the leather belt in his hand and patted it on his hands, a dangerous aura flashing in his red eyes.

Of course he said it didn't matter, but Liu Cheng would definitely suffer tonight.

"Jean Bart actually loves and hates Richelieu. Even though they have different beliefs, sisters are sisters. It is precisely because the love in their hearts is deep and restrained that the hatred will be clear and diffuse."

The night in Iris has a kind of leisurely beauty. The last rays of sunlight on the seaside horizon brush across the low-lying flower fields and trees. There are beautiful gardens and low bungalows everywhere, just like a beautiful countryside, which looks extremely leisurely under the blowing of the sea breeze.

Liu Cheng and Clemenceau walked side by side on the way to the church, and Clemenceau talked about his knowledge and understanding of Iris's current situation.

"As the saying goes, love and hate can transform into each other, so love is actually slightly better, because hate can be eliminated in various ways, and the relationship between sisters is eternal and unchanging, so you don't need to worry that Jean Bart can't accept it. She is not afraid of parting ways with her lover or having different beliefs, she is just afraid of going against each other. You also said that you and Jean Bart actually have the same goal, the same ideas, but different paths, as long as she understands this, it will be fine."

"Relatively speaking, Richelieu is even more so, not only because of her mind and beliefs, but also because she feels guilty towards Jean Bart. Richelieu is serious and upright, but she is not a religious fanatic who can't think straight, and she doesn't mind change. She agrees with Jean Bart's courage to pursue change, but she doesn't think that division can solve all conflicts. However, she really can't come up with a more useful strategy."

"So now Richelieu is determined but conflicted. She will not give up her own path, and she is gradually unwilling to interfere with Jean Bart's wishes. If nothing unexpected happens, she may follow the example of the legendary religious saints and exile herself for penance."

Clemenceau paused, she looked at Liu Cheng and said: "But it is obvious that you are the accident."

Liu Cheng nodded. In fact, he already understood a little about Clemenceau's analysis of Jean Bart and Richelieu based on the recent intelligence and observations, but of course he was not as organized as Clemenceau. It seemed that she had been preparing for more than a day or two.

"Great! You have thoroughly analyzed the psychology of your two sisters. They should be thankful to have you as their sister."

"Of course. People's hearts are always the most difficult to control and the most likely to go wrong in a plan. Of course, we need to analyze them in detail." Clemenceau crossed his arms and gently touched her plump lips with his right index finger. He glanced at Liu Cheng and said, "I am an out-and-out bad woman. This kind of thing is naturally easy for me to do."

Liu Cheng touched the tip of his nose and said, "Do you mind what I said so much? I can apologize to you."

"No, I think this is a kind of compliment. Men don't love women who are not bad."