KanColle does not allow me to work from nine to five

Liu Cheng then also echoed: "That's right, and there is another sentence, a man who doesn't spend money is a fool."

"Oh? You are definitely not a fool." Clemenceau tucked the long hair behind his ears, gently pressed his eyebrows, made a very charming gesture, and raised the corners of his lips, "Then brother-in-law, do you mind being more attentive?"

"I don't mind, but I must restrain myself in front of my sister-in-law, otherwise I will have to kneel on the washboard tonight if I am reported."

Liu Cheng made up some nonsense to cover up his restless mind. He saw the bell tower of the church in front of him, and especially the two familiar figures standing in the agreed direction of the woods.

"Is it here yet?"

"Yes, this is it."

Clemenceau instantly restrained his previous expression, and his serious look made it impossible to associate him with his previous charm. Liu Cheng had no time to appreciate her at this time, because the two knights in front of him with their waists straight were the ship girls that Liu Cheng had met once before.

Joan of Arc and Louis IX.

They are loyal knights who guard Richelieu and will always unconditionally support Iris' flagship, Cardinal Richelieu.

Joan of Arc looked at Liu Cheng with a complicated look, then looked at Clemenceau, and said, "You have kept your promise. The Cardinal is praying in the church now. I will take you in."

Clemenceau said, "I won't go in. Liu Cheng can go in alone."

"Yes, I'll go in alone."

"Wait." Louis IX stretched out her hand to block Liu Cheng's way. She looked at Liu Cheng with her burning red eyes and said, "We have placed our hopes on you. I hope this is not a foolish decision."

Liu Cheng looked into her eyes and said seriously: "Just trust me, I will bring you a real turnaround."

"Yes, now we can only trust you, a special human."

Louis IX turned his hand and made a gesture of invitation, saying, "Please follow me, Monsieur Richelieu is inside."

Chapter 126: A Strong Bishop Can Also Be Charming

Richelieu was praying, not pretending to do so like she was doing out of resentment, but was actually muttering something completely unrelated. Nor was she forcing herself to think and deduce like she had done in the past few days, but was only falling into a more stubborn cycle.

Richelieu still couldn't see the direction of the future, but she could calm down a little bit, because she could feel that some things were not going well.

You are the only one who is worrying, struggling, and worrying about the future. No matter what your purpose is, no matter whether you can do it or not, at least you have a soul mate with you.

That is enough.

So Richelieu is praying now, not expecting any so-called response from God, but just hoping to calm himself down so that he can think carefully about how to stop all this. Even if he cannot bridge the contradictions in Azur Lane, Richelieu does not want Bar to take Iris to extremes.

[I firmly believe that as long as we have firm faith and unremitting efforts, no matter how hard it is, we will not be defeated... God, please guide me in the direction of progress...]

At this moment, Richelieu heard the church door behind him open and the sound of footsteps approaching him.

Still kneeling without standing up, Richelieu's mood suddenly became relaxed and cheerful. The letter was sent from afar, with affectionate words, without any requests or arguments, but only plain exchanges and humor that made people smile. Richelieu knew that the diligent messenger came with a story that could make people smile.

"Brest, did Mr. Liu Cheng ask you to bring a message again today?"

"Not really... Today, another mushroom came here on its own."

The voice that he had heard before but seemed unfamiliar sounded behind him. Richelieu suddenly opened his eyes wide and turned around subconsciously. His beautiful rosy eyes were full of surprise.

Sure enough, behind her, under the candlelight of the church dome, a tall man was walking over. His messy short hair was combed up, and he was still wearing a casual white coat, which made people feel friendly and cheerful. His eyebrows were sunny and resolute, and the faint smile at the corners of his mouth and the slight baby fat on his cheeks made people feel cute and close. At this time, the orange light of the candlelight enveloped Liu Cheng's face, as if he had a layer of sacred halo on him.

[It's like a messenger from God...]

Richelieu couldn't help but have such a thought in his mind: there should never be any specific gods. Such a blasphemous thought lingered in his mind, and for a moment Richelieu seemed a little dazed.

Richelieu was looking at Liu Cheng, and Liu Cheng was also looking at Richelieu.

The iris girl kneeling on the cushion has a slender figure and a straight waist. She has gorgeous long golden hair draped behind her head. Her big azalea eyes are as crystal clear as glass, and her thin lips are pursed with a faint pink.

Richelieu's hands were still in the posture of prayer. Her elegant and sacred temperament was so extraordinary that one could feel it without saying a word. However, under the candlelight, Richelieu's slightly thin figure cast a lonely shadow. Her beautiful face was filled with a hint of melancholy, which was so charming and pitiful.

"It's not like we haven't seen this before. There's no need to be so surprised."

Liu Cheng smiled at Richelieu. He looked around and found an empty cushion next to Richelieu, so he sat down next to her.

"What I want to bring to you today is a Donghuang proverb: Men and women working together don't get tired, and taking it easy doubles the efficiency."

Richelieu was conscious of the urge to curl her lips, but her strong self-control allowed her to suppress the urge. She said, "Then my reply is that you should go to Jean Bart, who needs you more, to comfort your lover, instead of secretly meeting with her sister here."

"I don't think so."

Liu Cheng turned his head to look at Richelieu. Richelieu felt the man's gaze and simply stared at the cross in front of him, neither avoiding nor accepting it.

"I can certainly comfort Jean Bart for a while, but if the root of her troubles is not resolved, no matter how much I comfort her, it will only be a waste of effort."

Liu Cheng's words made Richelieu purse her thin pink lips, and her tone became sacred and official: "Mr. Liu Cheng, I am very grateful for your visit to Iris. You are obviously representing the Iron Bloods, but you are running for the unity of Azur Lane. I think you must be carrying a lot of confusion and risks. However, the current contradictions in Azur Lane cannot be alleviated by one person. The root cause of Iris's situation is not just due to a branch of ship girls. This is almost an unsolvable dead end. As the leader of Iris, I am very grateful for your concern, but please let Iris solve Iris's affairs by herself."

"I understand."

Liu Cheng did not emphasize that he was Jean Bart's lover and could also be considered half an iris. He curled up his legs and sat sideways, just in time to see Richelieu's delicate profile. Her crystal lips were sunken in the middle, with beautiful lip lines, and there was a breathtaking beauty under the candlelight.

"In that case, let's talk about Jean Bart."

"Ok?"

"You are Jean Bart's sister. Even if there is a conflict, you must know Jean Bart very well. I want to learn from you."

Richelieu tilted her head and couldn't help but turn her head to look at Liu Cheng. She was still a little confused about the wide range of topics he was discussing. Liu Cheng came here specifically to bridge the contradictions in Azur Lane, but he gave up so easily? What did he mean by discussing Jean Bart instead?

"Jean Bart is actually quite contradictory. She is very straightforward and always says what she thinks, but sometimes she can be very conflicted. We now have a cat in our place, a ragdoll cat with long fur and a very cute look. Jean Bart said it was for me. She doesn't like such a self-centered animal. But one day I saw her teasing the cat. The cat was circling around her, and she was circling in place, having a lot of fun. So Jean Bart is really straightforward when she is straightforward, and really tough when she is tough..."

"

During the Spring Festival, Jean Bart and I spent the New Year in Iron Blood. At that time, there was also a ship girl from the Sakura Empire, Taiho, you know? A particularly enthusiastic girl on the Sakura Empire's aircraft carrier, she almost got into a fight with Jean Bart... Don't worry, of course they didn't fight in the end. What do you think the reason was? ... It wasn't because of me, but there might be some reasons, mainly because Taiho mocked Jean Bart for having small breasts, haha, Jean Bart actually cares about this..."

Liu Cheng swayed his legs gently, with his hands supporting his back on the ground, and murmured about what happened between him and Jean Bart. Richelieu unconsciously relaxed and no longer straightened her waist. She had an indescribable sense of security, as if her mind was empty. She didn't have to think about anything else and just needed to communicate and talk quietly like this.

"When Jeanbal first came into this world, he was wary of me, but he stuck to me for a long time afterwards..."

Richelieu also opened her cherry lips and began to tell the story between her and her sister.

Under the glazed dome of the church, two figures swayed in the candlelight until late at night.

Chapter 127: This time he really met with his sisters behind Jean Bart's back

"Jean Barr is not an obedient sister, but she is still my sister."

"In fact, Jeanbal is quite obedient in front of me..."

"If it's about showing off, I'm really jealous, okay?"

……

"It's the cat. I called it Bruno before. It's a very cute ragdoll. Have you given it a new name?"

"Its name is Xiaobai now... ahem, cats are of course cute, but compared to petting cats, I prefer to pet Vicious or Unyielding. They feel better and are cuter."

"Of course the Iris girls are cute... You didn't do anything to them, did you?"

"Of course not. It's love, love."

……

"I don't agree with you. Even if Paris surrendered, there were still many brave warriors gathered under the command of Sir Charles de Gaulle at that time. The spirit of Iris was not broken, and it certainly made a positive contribution to World War II!"

"I don't deny this. Come on, let me show you a set of data that can be found on the Internet. France, which was occupied by Germany during World War II, provided the German army with this amount of food, steel, and industrial production capacity. At the same time, most of the garrisons were there to guard against Britain and the United States..."

"Mr. Liu Cheng, what do you mean?"

"It's nothing, just talk about the matter."

"Okay, let's have a good chat. In the 17th century, during the Bourbon dynasty..."

……

The two chatted about all sorts of things, and when the candles on the dome burned out, they realized that it was already late at night.

Richelieu pursed his lips and said in a daze: "It's been so long and we haven't talked about the real business at all."

"I don't think so."

Liu Cheng stood up, brushed off the dust on his butt, stretched himself and said, "I've said it before, men and women working together is not tiring, and taking a break can double the efficiency. Some things can't be solved by hard work. Anyway, we have officially met and had a pleasant chat, so there is a possibility of further cooperation and communication, isn't it?"

Liu Cheng said as he extended his hand to Richelieu, his eyes full of sincerity.

Richelieu hesitated for a moment, her pretty face lowered slightly, a strand of golden hair brushed across her shoulders and stuck to her snow-white neck, but she soon raised her head again and put her slender hand into Liu Cheng's.

"Indeed, you are Jean Bart's lover. We were supposed to be a family."

The moment their temperatures blended, they both shivered involuntarily, and Richelieu then used the force to stand up from his kneeling position.

Liu Cheng nodded and couldn't help but say, "You are amazing. You have been kneeling for such a long time without changing your position, and your legs are not numb."

"Because I'm used to praying like this."

"Habits... The power of habits is indeed very strong, so to break a habit requires greater strength and greater fearlessness."

Richelieu raised his head and looked into Liu Cheng's deep eyes. He always felt that there was another meaning behind his words.

However, Liu Cheng did not let go of Richelieu's slender hand at this time. Instead, he naturally pulled her out of the church. After seeing Joan of Arc and Louis IX, he naturally let go of her hand.

Richelieu put his hands together behind his back and gently stroked the backs of his hands. He opened and pursed his lips, with an indescribable shyness.

"Goodbye then."

"Goodbye."

Richelieu paused, then asked, "Are you coming to Brest again tomorrow?"

Liu Cheng thought for a moment and said, "Not necessarily, maybe I'll come over."

"Then maybe we can talk about some serious business tomorrow."

Richelieu's eyes flickered. Liu Cheng certainly understood the obvious hint, so he said seriously, "In that case, I will definitely make time to come here tomorrow. Business is more important."

"Yes, business is more important."

Joan of Arc looked at Richelieu who was waving goodbye to Liu Cheng, and could clearly feel that the cardinal was somewhat happy and seemed to be in a more relaxed mood. Perhaps this was enough?

Although Joan of Arc and Louis IX did not speak, they looked at Liu Cheng's departing back with some gratitude.

After walking for a while, Clemenceau emerged from the woods on the roadside and walked lightly to Liu Cheng's side. Such girlish and charming movements were in stark contrast to her mature appearance and introverted personality.

"I thought you had left first."

"I almost left. You and Richelieu really can talk for three and a half hours."

"I'm fine. I'm used to chatting like this. But Richet

Liu must have been too depressed recently, and now he has a chance to relax. "

"So you did a great job."

Clemenceau narrowed his eyes, his tone somewhat seductive and playful, "This should be the most difficult time in Richelieu's life, because the mental difficulties are far greater than the physical difficulties. Her spirit is tense and exhausted, and a little bit of warmth can leave a deep impression on her. This is a good opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity. From Richelieu's actions and demeanor just now, it is obvious that you have occupied a place in her heart. The strategy is very successful. It will be much easier to conquer her after breaking her defenses first."

"Is Richelieu really your sister..."

Liu Cheng glanced at Clemenceau and said unhappily, "You described this originally just matter as if we were villains manipulating the conspiracy. We can't let Richelieu's hardship and suffering arouse sympathy. I can't bear to burst her fantasy directly, so I want to gradually advance and finally gain her understanding and support?"

"Of course, I'm the villain and you're the boss." Clemenceau shrugged and said without any pressure, "Of course Richelieu is in a difficult situation, so as a sister, I want to share her worries."

"Of course it was difficult for Richelieu, it was difficult for everyone, including me."

Liu Cheng checked the time and call records on his phone, and said with a fearless face, "It's half past ten, and Jean Bart hasn't called me yet. I don't know what kind of terrible family punishment I will face tonight... If I can't get out tomorrow, it's up to you to talk to Richelieu. Oh, yes, you are an undercover agent and can't show up, so let Brest take the message."

Clemenceau smiled and said, "Shouldn't you have been prepared for this? You had an ambiguous tryst with Jean Bart's sister right under her nose. It would be strange if she wasn't angry."

"Don't talk nonsense. Richelieu and I are innocent."

"I believe it, but does Jean Barr believe it?"

"I have a clear conscience, so of course Jean Bale believes me."

"Oh?"

Clemenceau looked toward the sea and said, "Jean Bart, I have helped you get the information. Do you believe your brother-in-law?"

"Fooling me?"

Although Liu Cheng said this, he still looked in the direction where Clemenceau was looking, and sure enough, no one was there.

“I know that the trust of partners lies in…”

Liu Cheng opened his eyes wide, because Clemenceau stood on tiptoe when he turned his head, and his cold and plump lips were like chewy candies, pressing heavily on him. It was not a light touch, but an entanglement of romance and warmth.

Clemenceau gently parted them, covered his moist lips with one hand, narrowed his beautiful eyes, and his smile was obviously satisfied and sinister.

"I am also Jean Bart's sister. Do you still have a clear conscience now, brother-in-law?"

Chapter 128: Entanglement with the Richelieu Sisters

"I am back."