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"So……"

Clemenceau moved the brim of his sun hat to one side, his plump lips slightly pouted, giving him a girlish look with a mature charm.

"And me?"

Liu Cheng's heart skipped a beat. He realized belatedly that he had been led into a ditch by Clemenceau. On the surface, she was talking about Dunkirk, but in fact, she was talking about herself.

"It's so sad, you never seem to think about me."

There was a sad expression on Clemenceau's delicate face. Liu Cheng, who had witnessed her outstanding acting skills, found it difficult to tell whether it was true or false. Or perhaps it was meaningless to worry about it at this time.

"It's not that I haven't considered it." Liu Cheng's voice was a little lower, no longer as firm as before, "My feelings for you are a little special... Maybe it's love and fear. It's nice to have a confidant who can understand my thoughts, but I'm afraid of being manipulated by you... Mainly because I trust your ability. You can adjust your mood without me saying anything. After all, you are so smart."

After hearing what Liu Cheng said, Clemenceau was a little happy, but he smiled sadly: "It seems that being smart is not a good thing sometimes. The old saying is right. Women have to be a little stupid sometimes."

"No, you can't be a little stupid." Liu Cheng stretched out his hand tentatively, and then clasped Clemenceau's fingers. "If you are a fool, how can we cooperate? You will be exposed in front of Jean Bart."

"Yeah, I can't be a fool."

As he spoke, Clemenceau winked at Liu Cheng, took his hand and walked to the side.

"Where are you going?"

"Of course, I'll go to a place where I can get away from everyone's sight and relax freely... Shhh - relax, hold my hand tightly, and follow me."

Liu Cheng was pulled by Clemenceau into the woods nearby. Liu Cheng knew in his heart that this was probably Clemenceau's routine. He would first make him feel guilty with words, and then no matter what he did, he would obey him out of guilt. But why did he feel so happy being tricked by this routine?

Perhaps there are many ways to love, from the frankness of the Prince of Wales to the teasing of Clemenceau.

“Clemenceau.”

"Ok?"

"Bad woman."

"Haha, you already said that."

"Yes, men don't love bad women. In fact, I like bad women."

Clemenceau paused for a moment. His brain, which was always thinking about various interests, felt numb. For a moment, he felt as if his entire spinal cord had been drained and he was completely unable to think.

She suddenly turned around and pressed Liu Cheng against a tree. Her plump lips exhaled hot breath. Clemenceau said with a dazed look in his eyes, "I know that you like many people, and many people like you. Compared with them, I have known you very late and for a short time. I will not be able to be with you for some time in the future. Maybe you will think that my love is inexplicable, so I

The chances of winning are slim, and even the two elder sisters may not be able to compete..."

"But I'm not someone who will admit defeat. Since I have a natural disadvantage, I will use some tricks to make up for it. I also have Iris's romance, and it's not just passionate."

As he spoke, Clemenceau found Liu Cheng's ear, opened his plump and moist lips and blew gently into the man's ear canal: "Yes, I said these words to you on purpose, just to leave a deep impression on you, to let you know that I have all kinds of schemes against you. After all, I am an out-and-out bad woman."

"Bad women are bad women. I like bad women."

Liu Cheng hugged Clemenceau's slender waist and rubbed his chin against her white neck. Liu Cheng has never been a pretentious person, and he knows Clemenceau's thousands of tricks, but he feels so happy to be calculated in love.

"If you really like me, then tell me what you most want me to do."

Clemenceau pressed against Liu Cheng's nose and sprayed the moist sweet fragrance on the man's lips. She said with a fox-like seductive smile, "Actually, I can guess it, but I still hope you can tell me the truth."

Liu Cheng really couldn't bear it anymore. He reached out his hand and gently touched Clemenceau's plump and sexy lips, expressing the desire buried deep in his heart.

"Haha, I knew it. This is one of my biggest advantages over my two sisters."

Clemenceau smiled charmingly, and slowly lowered her slender body along Liu Cheng's chest. Her slightly thick cherry-pink lips slowly opened under the man's flickering gaze. The elastic and plump touch would be a unique experience.

If you want to pursue excitement, then go all the way.

The more exciting it is, the deeper the impression will be.

Clemenceau never misses any opportunity. She is a bad woman, a charming bad woman.

Chapter 134: A Good Woman Should Not Be Let Down

Dunkirk felt a little puzzled. How come Liu Cheng disappeared when he went to get the golf club?

After asking several people, they all said they didn't see them. Dunkirk walked around and planned to go to the top of the hill to see if Liu Cheng was with Jean Bart and the others.

Then Dunkirk saw that Liu Cheng and Clemenceau walked out from the bushes on the roadside together. Clemenceau's lips were shiny and a little swollen, with a blush on his face. Liu Cheng, on the other hand, looked calm, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him.

"...Of course I can help prepare and cover these things, but Joan of Arc and Louis IX can't. Everything they do is subject to Richelieu's orders. Brest is more suitable for this kind of thing." Clemenceau, who had just been swaying her head and hips in a mature and charming manner, now looked capable. She said, "You haven't confirmed it with Richelieu yet. What if she still doesn't agree in the end?"

"Of course I have a backup plan, which may not be as effective, but it's not so easy for things to go according to plan." Liu Cheng's mind is now full of career and future. After all, it was too exciting and comfortable just now. It seems that Clemenceau swallowed his brain and it was completely sage time. "Of course, I still think that Richelieu's current confusion is just because the dilemma is too difficult. I believe that the leader of Iris is definitely not a coward who escapes."

"Of course not Richelieu, but you have to make her trust you."

"There's no other way. There's not enough time. I can only prepare for both situations."

Liu Cheng and Clemenceau saw Dunkirk coming towards them. One felt guilty, while the other felt a little complacent, but they both extended their hands generously and greeted Dunkirk.

"What did you do?"

Dunkirk looked at the two of them with some confusion. Her woman's intuition told her that something seemed to be wrong.

"Clemenceau showed me around here. Iris really knows how to live. A golf course occupies almost a quarter of the port area."

Liu Cheng said as if nothing had happened. Sometimes it was not that Liu Cheng wanted to lie, but the truth was just difficult to tell, and the relationship between him and Clemenceau could not be exposed for the time being.

Dunkirk looked at the two of them, and the good girl finally chose to believe: "Didn't Clemenceau tell you that this is usually a stadium, you can come here to exercise and sketch, and children also like to play here, it's not just a golf course."

"You've been fighting Sirens your whole life, and you can't enjoy yourself? I mean, the Iris Harbor is a little small, and it could definitely be expanded."

"That's not necessary. We have two port areas in Iris, and there aren't many people there."

Clemenceau blinked as he watched the two people chatting. He felt a little jealous of this man who had just been intimate with her and was now chatting with other women as if nothing had happened. To the scheming Clemenceau, this kind of girlish heart was obviously a hindrance, but she actually felt a little bit of enjoyment.

"Water, can I drink it?" Clemenceau said, pointing at the mineral water in Dunkirk's hand.

"of course can."

Clemenceau took the water bottle from Dunkirk and unscrewed the cap while saying, "My mouth feels a little sticky and I'm a little thirsty."

Liu Cheng was glared at by Clemenceau with a playful look, and he said naturally: "In the future, drink less coffee, milk and the like. If you want to quench your thirst, you have to drink boiled water."

"I also want to drink less, who told me to prepare such a large amount?"

"You don't have to drink it if the amount is large."

“It would be a waste if you don’t drink it.”

"It's okay. We produce quickly, so if it's wasted, it's wasted."

Clemenceau's eyes revealed all kinds of charm, and Liu Cheng also felt some special excitement. He felt a little guilty in front of Dunkirk, and then this guilt made him feel more excited. Men are really a bit mean.

"What are you talking about?"

Dunkirk frowned slightly. Just because she was a good girl didn't mean her intuition wasn't sharp. She always felt that the relationship between these two people was unusual and there was something else behind their words.

"What else could it be? It was just a casual conversation." Clemenceau put his hands behind his head, stretched his body, and said as he walked, "I'll leave Liu Cheng to you. I'll go check on my two sisters. We can't let them fight."

Dunkirk looked at Clemenceau's back and couldn't help asking, "When did you and Clemenceau become so close?"

"Who do I have a bad relationship with? The socialite is me."

Liu Cheng didn't want to deceive Dunkirk again, so he changed the subject and said, "Just now Clemenceau offered to teach me golf, but I have already promised you, are you touched?"

"I'm not touched at all. I wish I didn't have a stupid student like you." Dunkirk's words were not very polite, but his tone was very gentle, with an unconcealable smile on his face.

"It's okay. I've decided to hire you as my teacher."

"What if I regret it?"

"Then I will pester you and won't let you leave until you teach me."

"You scoundrel... I can't do anything about you."

Dunkirk smiled helplessly. She walked to Liu Cheng and began to help him put on protective gear: "You are a novice, it is easy to hurt yourself when swinging, so you don't have to worry about it."

"Ah."

Liu Cheng looked at Dunkirk who was bending over with her beautiful silver hair hanging down. He felt a little sad. She was so gentle and could be coaxed with just a few words, but he was about to let her down. He felt even more guilty.

"Stand up straight with your feet shoulder-width apart."

"Holding the club with both hands and your thumbs on the handle... it's not like this."

Dunkirk said as he stretched out his hand from behind and pressed it against Liu Cheng's back, placing his hands on the handle of the golf club as if he was hugging a man, covering Liu Cheng's hands. The ends of his hair rubbed against the man's neck, feeling itchy and smelling a faint fragrance.

"No, that's not the position. Let me show you."

"Okay, I'll focus."

"Yes, just like that, swing the club back, and then hit it hard along the arc..."

The two of them held the same golf club, and because of the force posture, their bodies were pressed tightly together. Liu Cheng turned his face to the side, and was very close to Dunkirk's beautiful cheek.

"pretty."

"Indeed, the action is beautiful."

"No, I mean Dunkirk you're beautiful."

Liu Cheng dropped the golf club, and took advantage of the situation to hug Dunkirk's slender waist. He crossed his hands around the beauty's back, pressing their bodies together even harder.

"What are you doing? There are people watching us!"

Dunkirk struggled, and then heard Liu Cheng say in her ear: "You said that when you want to cry, you will throw yourself into my arms without hesitation."

"I don't want to cry..."

Dunkirk suddenly realized something and her body trembled.

"you are leaving?"

Chapter 135: The twists and turns of Dunkirk

"Yes, once the covenant is reached, my mission will also come to an end, and I will leave no matter what."

Liu Cheng gave a somewhat vague explanation. Although the reason was not just the conclusion of the alliance, nor was it as simple as leaving, the overall explanation was the truth. Regardless of whether he succeeded in persuading Richelieu, Liu Cheng would leave and proceed to the next step of the plan.

"Just go if you want to. You're not from Iris anyway. I knew you wouldn't stay here for long."

Dunkirk didn't seem to care much about what she said, but her delicate body had stopped struggling and she nestled softly in the man's warm and reassuring embrace.

Liu Cheng smiled and said, "The Dunkirk I know is not such a stubborn person."

"I'm not a human, I'm a ship girl."

"What a weak rebuttal. Are you shy?"

"Why are you shy?" Dunkirk thought about how much time he had spent with Liu Cheng, and said in a self-deprecating manner, "Do you want me to take the initiative to say that I like you, and to be a despicable person who wants to steal Jean Bart's man and be with you?"

"Well, I want to hear it."

Liu Cheng gently pressed his hand against Dunkirk's smooth forehead and said, "I want to hear you say that you like me, but this is not mean at all. I am seducing you. I am healed by your tenderness, and then I have a dirty desire to take you for myself. I want some of Dunkirk's beauty to bloom for me. I like you too."

"I……"

Dunkirk's heart trembled violently, a kind of soul-stirring numbness began to radiate from the mind cube, gradually spreading to the whole body, the joy in her heart gradually overwhelmed her original concerns, her lips trembled slightly, and she said, "Originally I just felt that being with you was very peaceful and happy. It was an experience I had never had before. Maybe it was friends, or maybe it was some other relationship... But later I realized that I shouldn't deceive myself anymore. This is love. I thought it would never happen, but I really like you, you bad guy~ How can I be worthy of Jean Bart."

"If you are so unkind to Jean Bart, I should have been cut into pieces long ago."

Liu Cheng looked into Dunkirk's eyes, wanting to deeply imprint himself into her mind. He said seriously, "I am greedy and I don't know how to be a good person.

Fengqing, not only is she fickle, but she is also unwilling to let go. She never knows that she should restrain herself, but I am definitely not an irresponsible person. I promise you that no matter what happens, I will not let you down. And Jean Bart, please wait patiently for a while, I will definitely bring you happiness. "

Dunkirk looked into Liu Cheng's deep eyes and felt as if her soul was being sucked in. For a moment, she couldn't understand the intention of Liu Cheng's words, but she knew that this was Liu Cheng's extremely serious promise, and there must be a reason why he made such a promise.

"I understand, I understand. I won't say anything like 'I wish I had met you earlier'. That's not necessary." Dunkirk's eyes were filled with tears, but the most beautiful smile bloomed on her face, "Because I believe in you, absolutely believe in you."

There is no trust without reason in the world. If there is, it must be because of deep love.

Liu Cheng could no longer bear the love overflowing from his chest, and stepped forward to kiss Dunkirk's lips. The beauty no longer cared about being seen by others, and slowly closed her eyes, pouting her rosy lips slightly, waiting for her lover to possess her.

Then, a golf ball hit Liu Cheng's head squarely. Although it was not heavy, it made Liu Cheng cry out in pain, and completely destroyed the romantic atmosphere of mutual support that had been created with great difficulty.

"Who is it! So lacking in public morality!"

Even a clay figure has its own temperament. Who wouldn’t be angry in this situation?

Liu Cheng looked around angrily, and then saw a few familiar pretty faces. He suddenly realized that this was actually a public place. The presence of one of them in particular made Liu Cheng's anger disappear in an instant.

"It's my ball, but I didn't do it on purpose."

Jeanbal squinted his eyes and watched his best friend hugging his lover. It was hard to describe his feelings. Bitter? Betrayal? Expected? Relieved? It seemed like a little bit of all of them.

Dunkirk quickly struggled out of Liu Cheng's arms. Although she had made up her mind, she was still a little flustered after being caught by Jean Bart. She subconsciously explained: "Jean Bart, it's actually like this, it's not what you see..."

"No, it's just what you see."

Under Jean Bart's playful gaze, Liu Cheng stood up and protected Dunkirk behind him.