KanColle does not allow me to work from nine to five

Unreservedly close contact with Liu Cheng, the place where their skin touched was hotter than hot spring water, and Dunkirk's elastic waist suddenly became soft.

Of course, Dunkirk supports Jean Bart. Even Clemenceau is a Mission Impossible. As her best friend, how can she let the leader of Vichy be alone? As for Liu Cheng's wife, this is her sacred and inviolable identity. When she was getting married in her dream, she came to participate in the dream the next day with Jean Bart's ring. The vow she made in front of Richelieu was an eternal vow.

"You are a wife, but you still don't listen to your husband. Do you understand the three obediences and four virtues of the husband being the head of the wife?"

Liu Cheng brushed Dunkirk's firm nipples, used his chin to push aside her long silver hair, and put his hands around Dunkirk's swan-like neck, biting it gently like a vampire.

The enthusiastic Iris girl was, after all, just an innocent girl. Her brain got hot under Liu Cheng's skilled teasing. She held Liu Cheng's head and said, "I am the Iris ship girl... Oh... I don't know anything about the three obediences and four virtues..."

"Then I'll teach you now."

Liu Cheng held Dunkirk in his arms, feeling her beautiful firmness with his chest, resting his chin on her round shoulders, sucking Dunkirk's earlobe, and looking in Jean Bart's direction, staring into her beautiful eyes, "The so-called three obediences are, obey your husband's words, obey your husband's requests, and obey your husband when he touches you. The same goes for the four virtues, say yes when your husband asks you, say right when he gives you an order, brag when you are intimate, and admit that it's a big deal afterwards..."

Liu Cheng was trying to hold back his laughter, but Zara laughed first. This infected everyone else and even Jeanbal pursed his lips tightly, but couldn't hide the upturned corners of his mouth.

Dunkirk laughed twice and then said, "According to what you said, we only need to say it and we don't need to agree with it in our hearts. It's also okay to say one thing and mean another?"

Blind student, you discovered Hua Dian.

"Of course not. That was Meng Yuefei Qunlu Jiu Si Jiu ③ ⑥ Yi San Wu deceiving my husband." Liu Cheng said with a straight face, "Not telling the truth to your husband is not just ordinary disloyalty. I must deal a heavy blow and punish you according to the family rules!"

Dunkirk bit his lower lip and murmured, "How do you want to punish me?"

"Snapped--"

Liu Cheng thought about it, raised his hand and slapped it with a crisp sound on Dunkirk's plump, moon-like buttocks. Red marks instantly appeared on her fair skin, and the ripples were transmitted to the hot spring, causing ripples.

Dunkirk moaned seductively. Liu Cheng didn't use any force this time, and the sound was only due to the compression of the air, but it seemed to hit Dunkirk's heart. The intimacy and shame made her heart ripple like water.

"Are you still saying one thing and thinking another?"

"Hmph, Iris... Vichy warriors will not surrender."

"Snapped--"

"Still a traitor?"

"I am a Vichy soldier and your wife, and I have never betrayed you."

"Snapped--"

"Wait, Dunkirk, this isn't what you're after, is it?"

"No, no..."

They just said they wanted to talk about serious matters, but ended up talking about couple's romantic interests. The others didn't say anything, but they were just empathetic. After all, they didn't want to be disturbed when they were being intimate with Liu Cheng.

So Jeanbal had been silent until this moment when he said, "Alright, stop killing a chicken to scare the monkeys. I am the biggest traitor in your mouth. What do you want to say?"

Although I know the answer but I still need to show my attitude. I can't just surrender, right? That would become the old Paris tradition. Where is the glory of winning the championship?

"Yes, and you are the one who started it all. You are the one who should be punished."

As Liu Cheng spoke, he reached out and grasped Jean Bart's arm. The Vichy leader remained motionless when he exerted force for the first time, but when Liu Cheng exerted force for the second time, Jean Bart gave up resistance and was pulled into Liu Cheng's arms just like he did in Dunkirk.

He held the two beautiful iris girls, who were also the two biggest traitors here, in his arms, with their elastic and slender bodies pressed tightly against his. The heat of the hot spring could not match the hotness of their bodies, but Liu Cheng did not move his hands anymore. He held their slender waists with his hands, enjoying the beauty of having the beauty leaning on him.

"Dunkirk listens to you and me, but in the final analysis, it should still listen to me." Liu Cheng patted Jean Bart's shoulder, looked at the ship girls in the pool and said, "I don't think I need to explain too much. You must understand that the fact is that the people here want the Red Axis. In fact, I have disturbed the foundation of the Red Axis since its establishment, and now it exists in name only. Jean Bart, you don't want the Iris ship girls to continue to be separated, right?"

"..."

Jean Bart turned his head and saw not Liu Cheng's chest, but Dunkirk's sparkling eyes. Clemenceau was leaning on one side, taking a leisurely bath. There were also Veneto, Littorio and Zara. Sardinia, who was originally thought to have no opinion, now seems to be the most far-sighted.

"You are the one who stirred up this mess." Jeanbal sighed.

, "Can't Iris escape this fate?"

Liu Cheng smiled slightly, put his arm around Jean Bart's shoulders and said, "That's different. Some surrenders are called cowardice, while others are called righteousness. It's obvious that you are the latter now."

"I haven't said I'm surrendering yet."

Jeanbal held Liu Cheng's hand on her shoulder, turned slightly and looked into his eyes and said, "Iron Blood has not failed me."

"I haven't let you down either."

Liu Cheng looked at Jeanbal's somewhat sarcastic expression and added, "Of course it's my fault for being unfaithful, but my love for you remains the same."

“How cheeky.”

"It's okay. I'm quite innocent." Liu Cheng said jokingly, then restrained his expression. "So you want to wait until Tiexue expresses his opinion before you express your opinion?"

"No, I can join your fleet." Jean Bart shook her head. She didn't want to argue anymore. That wasn't Jean Bart. "But you have to agree to two conditions."

"What two conditions?"

"First, maintain the status quo on the surface. I will obey your orders and will not be your enemy, but Weixi will still be a member of the Red Axis until the Red Axis is disbanded."

"Okay." Liu Cheng nodded. Even if they had to confront each other, there was no need to do it to the extreme. He would give them a way out so that they could meet again in the future. "What about the second one?"

"second."

Jean Bart held Liu Cheng's face, his red eyes fixed, "Tonight you will accompany me and Dunkirk, just the three of us."

"sure?"

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Zara's face disappeared, Littorio's eyes became somewhat dangerous, Clemenceau's mouth curled up a professional fake smile, and even Veneto's expression became serious.

I tolerate your willfulness because we are all ship girls. You are Liu Cheng's wife and wedding ship. We should treat each other as sisters in the future and give each other a way out. Only when there is peace can we spend more time with Liu Cheng in the future.

So even if you are a heretic and still insist on the so-called red axis, everyone will smile and give you face, allowing you to back down a little. But your behavior is really too much. Who hasn't seen Liu Cheng for half a year? Who doesn't want to be with him at night? Even if you just hold him and sleep for a night without doing anything else, who doesn't like a warm embrace?

You could laugh and joke in the past, but today you can’t let it happen because the commander is really here today.

Chapter 24: But it's snow, floating into Marco Polo's eyes

As the sun sets, the last of the orange-yellow afterglow casts a shadow across the sky, creating golden, scaly ripples on the ocean that extend all the way to the edge of the densely packed reefs and islands.

Her long blue hair fluttered in the sea breeze, and her white skin was faintly revealed in the black translucent stockings under the sunset reflected by the sea. Her slightly protruding calves and round thighs formed a perfect leg curve.

Marco Polo stood on the sea. When he saw the Iron-Blooded Battlecruiser Seydlitz coming over, he quickly restrained his tired expression and returned to his usual proud and cheerful appearance.

"I didn't find any problems. The rest of the patrol mission is left to you. A thousand-mile dam can be breached by a single ant hole. Now is a time of war. You must be more careful and cautious."

Marco Polo acted like a leader and gave Sedlitz some instructions to highlight his status. He said he led by example and was not limited to patrolling.

"Ah."

Seidlitz responded twice absentmindedly. Marco Polo was mentally exhausted and didn't pay much attention to Seidlitz's abnormality.

"It's not a good idea to just patrol passively like this. I have to discuss taking the initiative with Frederick when I get back. This time, she shouldn't object to my opinion."

Finally, he pretended to be a leader of the same status as Frederick the Great, and that he had always advocated taking the initiative and was an out-and-out hawk.

Marco Polo patted Seidlitz on the shoulder, waved his hand coolly, turned and drove towards the front-line base.

It was not until the sun was setting and no one could see her anymore that Marco Polo showed his tired expression again. He had great ambitions in his heart and wanted to show his cheerfulness and confidence outwardly. When no one was around, he could reveal a little bit of his vulnerability.

It's hard, really hard.

The Sirens are hateful and the Iron Blood is hard to deal with. Although Vichy has Clemenceau to mediate, according to her, they can only barely gain the support of several ship girls such as the Inquisition Joffre and Marseillaise.

These are actually not important. What makes Marco Polo most tired is that there are few ship girls in Sardinia who support her actions. She is fighting to restore the glory of Sardinia, so why don’t you support me?

There was no doubt that Veneto and Littorio both possessed great power and outstanding abilities, but if I had been born earlier and sat in their positions, I would definitely do better than them.

So, why are Littorio, who is so confident and conceited, and Veneto, who is so natural in thinking, unwilling to support himself in spreading the glory of Sardinia?

It's a joke that Marco Polo, a great man, had to go out on patrols and fight almost every day, and start from the bottom like a soldier.

The high heels cut through the surging waves, and the splashing sea water attached to the translucent black silk. The evening sea breeze blew on Marco Polo's face, blowing away the heat of the day and making it even cooler.

Marco Polo reached out his hand and patted his cheek hard.

The time for complaining and venting is over. Donghuang once said that those who accomplished great things in ancient times not only had extraordinary talents, but also

Have perseverance.

Garibaldi once fled to South America, Cavour was transferred from the army, Mazzini was arrested and imprisoned, and the three heroes who founded Sardinia also suffered setbacks but were not discouraged. I, Marco Polo, possess more outstanding talent and strength than them. The current difficulties are only temporary, and one day I will be able to swim like a dragon.

When I rule the world, all traitors must bow down and bow down to me!

After Marco Polo imagined himself becoming the leader of the ship girls and being admired by everyone, he neutralized the fatigue in his heart.

It was just at this time that they returned to the base in Sardinia. Marco Polo looked at the dock, which was much quieter than usual. He looked around and found Trieste cleaning the oven on the beach, so he walked over.

"Trieste."

"Hmm? Marco Polo, thank you for your hard work on patrol."

"It's all right." Marco Polo waved his hand and said, "Why don't I see you guys? Are you guys out on a mission?"

"No, everyone just went out for a drill and is now taking a bath in the hot spring."

"Oh, no wonder."

Marco Polo did not doubt him. He looked around and said, "Did you have barbecue for lunch? Is there anything ready to eat? I only had a piece of bread for lunch and I am really hungry."

Trieste said, "Well, Liu Cheng came back at noon, so we held a lunch to welcome him. There should be food. I'll look for it..."

"Oh, so it's because of Liu... What! Liu Cheng is here? Why didn't anyone tell me?"

Marco Polo suddenly opened his eyes wide, and after the initial astonishment he became quite happy and excited. That was a like-minded human being, one of the few who could understand her ambitions, and someone with whom she, Marco Polo, felt they could share power. With such a person coming, how could Marco Polo not be happy and excited?

Marco Polo's ambition is not just the Red Axis, what she wants is the right to command all the ship girls. So in her understanding, Liu Cheng, as her younger brother, will manage the Azur Lane, and she will manage the Red Axis. In the end, when the two swords are combined, the world can be conquered!

"We sent you a message, but we didn't use the military channel. The civilian signal here is pretty average... Oh, right!"

Trieste snapped his fingers, picked up a plate of cold grilled steak from the side, and said, "This is the beef that Liu Cheng grilled at noon. He said that the first piece must be reserved for you, and no one else is allowed to grab it. I'll heat it up for you."

"and many more!"

Marco Polo looked at the steak sprinkled with black pepper, his heart suddenly throbbed, and he bit his lips tightly and asked, "You said this is the first piece of meat that Liu Cheng grilled?"

"Correct."

"He said I must give it to me?"

"Yes, I'll heat it up for you."

"no need!"

Marco Polo picked up the cooled barbecue with a fork with some trembling hands, put it to his nose and sniffed it gently. It exuded the scent of love and trust.

“I can eat it this way.”

"It's cold."

"Not cold, not cold at all."

When Marco Polo put the cold and hard beef into her mouth, she felt it was so hot that it seemed to burn her throat and heart. Her nose couldn't help but feel sour and tears filled her eyes.

Sure enough, the only one in this world who can truly understand his existence is Liu Cheng!

It was as if snow had entered his eyes. Marco Polo ate the dry, hard-to-chew steak bite by bite, mixed with hot tears of sadness. What filled his limbs with strength was not the nutrition in the beef, but the love hidden in it by Liu Cheng.

Marco Polo decided that when he came to power, Liu Cheng would be the king and he would be the queen, and they would share the world.

This is a pledge! A pledge of love and trust!

Marco Polo was already immersed in his own world. Trieste, who was standing next to him, was a little confused when he saw Marco Polo's tears welling up in his eyes. Was Liu Cheng's grilled meat so delicious? Zara and the others had also eaten it, but they didn't have such a big reaction.

Chapter 25: There is also an exchange of interests between sisters

A simple cardboard screen can at most block out some of the images, but it cannot block out the sounds.

Buqu lay on the edge of the hot spring pool with some curiosity, swinging his little feet, and his attention was involuntarily focused on the movements on the other side of the screen.

As the name suggests, Unyielding has an indomitable character, but once she trusts someone, she will become very easy to fool, and she can even fill in the blanks for herself without even having to fool anyone.

So the lazy and unmotivated eldest sister E'du was actually the synonym of elegance and hard work in the little girl's heart. E'du had never deliberately maintained her image. Now E'du was lying beside the hot spring. She had just fired several main gun rounds in the exercise and she had worked really hard for herself.

Bu Qu noticed that the other side of the screen, which was originally quite quiet, gradually became noisy. He could vaguely hear several people talking at the same time, as if they were arguing, and then there was the sound of splashing water. It seemed that the quarrel was not enough and a fight broke out again.

"This... won't cause any problems, right?"

"Of course not." Horror was also paying attention to the movements over there. She said calmly, "At most, there are some disagreements. After all, war and peace are eternal issues. Sister Baal is a bit stubborn, but with the commander here, there will be no fighting."

Buqu clenched his fist and said, "If any ship girl bullies Sister Renbal, I will go over and beat her up!"

Horrible glanced at her somewhat naive sister, and unconsciously revealed her sinister nature of making things difficult for others. She asked, "What if Liu Cheng bullies Jean Bart?"

"I'll fight too!"

Buqu shook his little fist, then lowered his voice, "Anyway, I'll just hit you twice lightly, it won't hurt big brother, and big brother won't bully Jeanbal."

"That's hard to say. We are now in a hostile position. Liu Cheng wants Bal to surrender."

"Humph, we Vichy will never surrender."