KanColle does not allow me to work from nine to five

The strong working ability to share the commander's worries is naturally one of them, which many ship girls have. The other is a mature and stable personality, a big picture perspective for the port area, and an interesting hobby that can please the commander. This is a position that requires sharing the commander's worries and being able to get along with the commander day and night. Of course, one must be competent in this way.

So Akagi became the Yamato Nadeshiko who was as gentle as a delicate flower reflecting in the water. So Akagi was no longer as clingy as Taihou but always shared Liu Cheng's worries. For the approval of the commander, Akagi could kill him even if he was a god, not to mention just this little bit of patience.

Akagi felt that compared with his own awareness, Hindenburg, the so-called great devil, was really superficial.

"Okay, everyone is asleep, you don't have to wait here anymore,"

Mikasa came over in her pajamas and said to the ship girls who were playing cards in the living room, "The commander should have made arrangements. Look in the group."

Akagi and others took out their mobile phones and saw that Hao had sent a photo in the group. In the photo, Liu Cheng and Louis IX were making a scissors hand gesture to the camera. There were various foods and beer bottles on the table. Hao and Jiu Niang had a faint blush on their pretty faces after drinking. They knew what would happen next.

Joan of Arc: @Louis IX, congratulations.

Prince Rupprecht:?

Prince Ruprecht: What is there to congratulate?

Joan of Arc: The Donghuang Spring Festival is coming soon, can’t we just wish you good luck and prosperity?

Prince Ruprecht: Humph, hypocrisy, what kind of saint are you?

Agano: @酒匂, you must protect yourself after drinking and don’t let bad guys take advantage of you. Girls must also be reserved, otherwise people will look down on you.

Prince of Wales: @Howe, same as above +1.

Clemenceau: @Louis IX, same as above +2.

Denver: Why do I feel like you guys are hinting at something...

Magdeburg: Denver, you know too much. Be careful not to be silenced.

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Chapter 34: Marco Polo Takes Advantage of the Situation

Hindenburg looked at the messages in the group and suddenly felt a little bored.

The wedding ships had recently reached a consensus that the commander's shift at night was decided by him, and no one else could forcefully join or cut in. If anyone had the commander's favor but was cut in, they would not be happy. Those who hurt others would always be hurt by others. As for when to resume the previous shift system, they would wait until everyone settled in the new port area.

It was so late and Liu Cheng and Noshiro were still drinking and chatting. It was almost impossible for nothing to happen afterwards.

There is no chance of success here, so naturally I lose interest.

Hindenburg stretched, and Kaga stood up and planned to go back to sleep. Playing cards was not the purpose of the game; waiting for the commander to come back was the purpose.

However, it is such a big villa, and they are not the only ones who have ulterior motives.

In the corridor on the second floor, a figure with her hands behind her back looked around furtively. After making sure that no one noticed her, she flashed into Liu Cheng's room.

This person had a slender and upright figure with curves in all the right places. Her rare long blue hair was draped over her round shoulders revealed by her white suspender pajamas. Although she was doing it secretly, it did not affect her mature and beautiful face. A teardrop mole at the left corner of her eye added a touch of mature charm to her. However, her hands behind her back were held in a pair of handcuffs, which made her whole posture look a little weird.

Marco Polo did not turn on the light, but looked at the layout of the room in the light of a night light. Except for a box, the room was almost spotless, and the bed did not even have a wrinkle. Marco Polo threw himself on the bed, and all he smelled was the warm scent of the sun, without even a trace of Liu Cheng's smell.

As Mikasa complained, the room was just a decoration to the commander. He would not even go back to his room for a nap at noon, let alone at night.

Marco Polo lay on the bed, and skillfully used her slender and plump legs to take out the mobile phone stuck at her waist, held it with the soles of her feet and placed it in front of herself, and operated it skillfully with her flexible toes.

In fact, Liu Cheng's information in the wedding fleet was much more detailed than that in the large fleet. Marco Polo was naturally not on the wedding fleet.

In the group, she has a close friend, Clemenceau, who serves as her intelligence officer and gives her advice.

There is no chance to compete directly with Marco Polo, so we must do the opposite and bet on other possibilities. Everyone thinks that Liu Cheng will spend a good night with Noriyoshi and the others, so we bet that the commander will go to his own room tonight. This is the option with the least competition.

If you win the bet, you can take advantage of the opportunity. If you lose the bet, there is no loss. The most you can do is sleep on the commander's bed. It is a very profitable choice.

Marco Polo deeply agreed with this and was full of admiration for Clemenceau's strategy. With such an ally to give him advice, why should he worry about not achieving great things?

Far away in the Iris Port area, Clemenceau, who had just been discussing a surprise for the commander with Musashi of the Sakura Empire and Essex of the White Eagles, was now sitting with her legs crossed in the basement viewing room of the coastal love nest where Liu Cheng and Jean Bart lived. It was here that she had first clamped her long legs around Liu Cheng's waist, and after biting the man's shoulder, she was completely penetrated and welcomed the heavenly beauty.

Clemenceau looked at the message sent by Marco Polo on the phone, licked his sexy thick lips with his pink tongue, and smiled gently. "Sir Marco Polo, your rebellious appearance with hidden thoughts should bring the commander a more satisfying sense of conquest. I hope you can seize the opportunity, realize your feelings hidden by false ambitions, and satisfy our sweetheart."

After all, it's better for you, an ally who is easy to control, to hold the commander back than for him to be entangled by other ship girls, hehehe...

Marco Polo naturally didn't know what Clemenceau was thinking. It's not so easy to guess what a bad woman is thinking, so he was naturally manipulated by her. But of course there were also reasons for Marco Polo himself. It's hard to say whether Cleopatra liked Caesar in history, but Marco Polo would not bow to someone he didn't like. He had great ambitions and a strong self-esteem.

With her delicate cheek rubbing gently against the silk quilt cover, Marco Polo lay on the bed that Liu Cheng had never slept in, listening to the whistling cold wind outside the window. The warm heating made her face blush, and her beautiful female eyes were a little misty, and her thoughts could not help but diverge.

If I gain Liu Cheng's trust and obtain the rights to the port, what should I do next?

First of all, the size of the port area must be expanded at least twice, no, five times.

In addition to the fleet, there must also be vassal troops. Even if they are useless in battle, it is still useful to use them in normal times.

In order to commemorate the great achievements of myself and everyone, I need a spectacle - such as building a huge underwater museum, with a pure gold statue of myself on the sea and a pavilion of hundreds of thousands of square kilometers under the sea, filled with the most precious cultural relics of various countries. I think that if Liu Cheng and I have such a large fleet, those countries will not dare to disobey...

In addition, Liu Cheng must also point out that he used his power to do better.

He couldn't just use his fingers anymore, he had to be respectful in bringing himself to bliss, just as he had brought himself to bliss using his mouth and tongue before, and he had to do the same.

I served him sincerely and sincerely, so he must hold me in his arms and show me the utmost favor, just like he served the empress, kiss every inch of my skin, massage my back and soles of my feet, hug my waist and kiss me until I can't breathe, and he will never stop unless I tell him to stop...

By the time Marco Polo reacted, she was already lying on the bed, rubbing her tender and plump thighs with the corner of the bed, and mist was filling up from under her nightgown.

Marco Polo, what are you thinking about!

Marco Polo hit the bed hard with her head, her face flushed. She couldn't understand why she had such an association. Which was more important in her heart, ambition or Liu Cheng? The mature woman buried her face in the sheets, but whimpered like a girl.

If Liu Cheng were here at this moment, he would definitely be overwhelmed by Marco Polo's cute appearance. He might agree to all of Marco Polo's conditions and then regret it later.

Just at this moment, Marco Polo suddenly heard a familiar sound of footsteps coming from outside the door. It was not the sound of high heels, nor was it the light footsteps of the ship girl. Only Liu Cheng's footsteps sounded like this, obvious and steady, as if they could step into people's hearts.

Marco Polo quickly jumped out of bed, only having time to smooth out the wrinkles on the bed with his feet, and hid in the closet beside the bed before the door was opened.

It was still unclear if Yoo Seung was the only one there, so the surprise couldn’t turn into an awkward shock.

Chapter 35: Louis IX's wild imagination

Liu Cheng did come back to the room alone. It wasn't that Clemenceau was so wise, it was just a coincidence and Clemenceau was just a blind cat that caught a dead mouse.

Liu Cheng did not expect that Noshiro, Sakunio and Hao had such a low alcohol tolerance. Even though they were chatting enthusiastically, the three of them only drank two or three bottles of beer each, which was not strong at all. As a result, they staggered and had to rely on Liu Cheng and Louis IX to carry them back.

Therefore, Liu Cheng's original idea of ​​spending a night with Noshiro, or taking care of the new Hao and Shu Nio, naturally came to nothing.

After closing the door, Liu Cheng stretched himself and lay on the bed. He was in high spirits when he was drinking and chatting with the girls, but in fact, he had just had a secret meeting with the leaders of Donghuang during the day, and at night he had a twist of fate.

A lot of things happened, and Liu Cheng was actually still a little tired.

The unused bed was spotless and had a faint scent of feminine body odor.

Liu Cheng didn't really care. Either he carried the smell of Hao and the others on his body, or someone like Da Feng had sneaked into his room and slept there. This kind of thing happened frequently before. Some people wanted to wait in the commander's room, but most of them failed to do so because the commander rarely went back to his room...

Reaching his hand upward, Liu Cheng seemed to be grasping the light from the ceiling lamp. He was now feeling a surge of emotions. After all, the intimacy with Sakurano, Noshiro and Hao was just scratching the surface. How could the girls' stern or coquettish demeanor not make his heart hot?

Of course, if Liu Cheng wanted to, he could just go out and knock on the door of a marriage ship and spend a night with her to relieve his inner restlessness. However, Liu Cheng did not have this plan. After all, this commander was not an absurd leader who had a party every night and could not live without women. He would not feel lonely if he slept alone for a night occasionally.

Moreover, Liu Cheng's mentality is also very subtle. After revisiting the old place, he knows that today is probably an important time node, and human society basically cannot hold him back. In the future, he will devote himself to the life and battle with the ship girls, as well as the "past and future that changed everything."

The past and even the previous life are all in the past tense. From now on, Liu Cheng will enter a completely new state of life.

This statement seems quite exciting, as if the indomitable boy is dragging a long shadow, high-fiving his past self and heading for a broader and more obscure future...

Thinking of this, Liu Cheng just smiled. Having such an idea showed that he still had some youthful immaturity. In fact, there was no need to be so pretentious. Life was like an endless river. Even if he was the key to countless parallel time and space, he had to move forward step by step.

So Liu Cheng stood up from the bed, took off his clothes and walked towards the bathroom. Although he was used to being served by maids while taking a bath, and couldn't help but have sex in the bathroom and enjoy the delicate and plump bodies of Scylla and the others, he still couldn't be too decadent and must not lose the traditional virtues of hard work and self-reliance.

Marco Polo, who was hiding in the closet, had been peeking outside through a gap. After Liu Cheng disappeared from his sight, he could hear the sound of water splashing outside, and it was obvious that he was taking a bath.

Marco Polo hesitated for a moment, wondering whether he should go out to the bathroom and launch a surprise attack on Liu Cheng.

Liu Cheng must be naked now. She wets her body under the shower, letting the crystal water droplets slide across her fair skin. Her long and beautiful hair is wet, covering her pretty face. Instead, she has a kind of pure temptation. I think the commander will not be able to control himself.

But in the end, Marco Polo rejected this idea. She was still a little hesitant to get straight to the point, and was also worried that someone would come and ruin her plan, so Marco Polo decided to wait until Liu Cheng went to bed and turned off the lights, and then she would sneak out to give the commander a little Sardinian shock.

Not long after, Liu Cheng came out of the bathroom after taking a shower and rummaged through the suitcase that Yixian had prepared for him to look for some clean underwear.

Marco Polo opened his big beautiful eyes, looking at Liu Cheng's gnarled muscles and healthy wheat-colored skin. He couldn't help but evaluate it in his mind. The muscles were not big enough, and the lines of the mermaid line were not perfect. There was no feeling of carving with a knife and an axe. The baby face with a little baby fat was not in harmony with the body. The drooping was a bit scary. It was not civilized at all to swing it around like this...

Even though he had so many thorns in his heart, Marco Polo's eyes were still fixed on Liu Cheng. His rosy lips felt a little dry and his throat moved unconsciously many times. It was not until Liu Cheng found a change of underwear and put it on that Marco Polo looked away with a sense of unsatisfaction.

Then Marco Polo realized the abnormality of his behavior and thoughts, and his fair face suddenly became hot.

[What, Marco Polo, what are you thinking about...]

Marco Polo bit the tip of his tongue to wake himself up, but he still looked at Liu Cheng lying on the bed with his hands behind his head, staring blankly at the ceiling, wondering what he was thinking.

Maybe you are considering the issue of port construction?

Maybe thinking about what appointment to make?

It is also possible that he is thinking about a certain ship girl, and the next moment he gets up and goes out to spend the night with her.

I wonder if I will appear in his mind...

[What? Marco Polo, how can you have such childish and boring ideas? You are really crazy...]

Marco Polo bit her tongue again, not understanding at all that she came here to seduce Liu Cheng, and she acted as if she was going to achieve great ambitions. This was the childishness of Marco Polo, and also the cute stupidity of her.

But just as Marco Polo was looking at Liu Cheng with some obsession and was about to push open the door of the closet to give him a surprise, there was a knock on Liu Cheng's door.

"Commander, are you asleep?"

The voice of Louis IX came from outside the door. Liu Cheng heard it, and Marco Polo who was hiding in the closet also heard it clearly. If her hands were not still handcuffed, she would have wanted to slap herself. This is the consequence of hesitation.

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If Marco Polo had attacked Liu Cheng when he was bathing, Liu Cheng might have been bewitched by her charm and they would have stayed together in the bathroom, and then he would have obeyed her and given her whatever she said. Now, even if Louis IX came to knock on the door, he would not hear it... It turned out that he should have taken action when it was time to do so. Now he can only hope that Louis IX would not stay.

"Louis?" Liu Cheng was a little surprised and responded, "I haven't slept yet."

"Is there anyone else?"

"No."

"Then, is it convenient for me to come in?"

"Wait a moment."

Liu Cheng was now only wearing a pair of shorts. He found a short-sleeved vest in the box and put it on, then walked over and opened the door.

Louis IX, who was standing outside the door, was wearing a white silk pajamas, his long grey hair was half-dried, and he had obviously just finished a shower. The suspender nightgown was very long, covering Louis IX's slender and round legs, but the two straps obviously couldn't cover his white and smooth shoulders and his plump and firm breasts. His mature and beautiful face had a faint blush, and I don't know if it was caused by the hot water of the bath or the alcohol of the beer just now. The look in his red pupils was firm yet gentle.

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The fair and strict lady knight of Iris still stood tall and straight in front of Liu Cheng as usual, but her body exuded a softness that was not usually there.

"What's the matter?"

Liu Cheng looked at Louis IX. It was obvious that she was ready to go to bed, but she was worried about something, so she came to see him without even changing into her pajamas. So it must be something very urgent?

"Correct."

Louis IX took a deep breath, and her chest rose and fell violently. She looked at Liu Cheng firmly and said, "There is something I have been thinking about since we had dinner just now. I don't know whether I should say it... But now I have decided that I must ask you clearly."

Liu Cheng pursed his lips and looked at the resolute look of Louis IX. He knew in his heart that he did not give a direct response, causing such a beautiful woman to toss and turn and do something she would never do normally. This was certainly his fault.

"sorry."

Liu Cheng held Louis IX's slender white right hand with both hands, put it next to his face, and said seriously, "It was me who didn't respond directly. I like you, of course I like you."

Louis IX's heart seemed to jump to her throat. A heat current spread from her spine to her mind, interfering with her thinking. However, the knight still blinked and said truthfully: "That's not what I want to ask..."

"what?"

Liu Cheng was slightly stunned, and the atmosphere was awkward for a moment, but Liu Cheng was a veteran after all, so he adjusted his expression immediately, continued to hold Louis IX's hand and said, "That's perfect, this way it's not that I let you down, but that I took the initiative to confess to you, it doesn't matter what, the fact that I like you will never change... Of course, if you have any other questions, you can ask me directly, don't keep your worries to yourself, you can completely rely on me."

"Um……"

Louis IX responded softly, and his beautiful face, which was already slightly flushed after coming out of the bath, became even hotter. Knight Ji was not good at dealing with such scenes, so she said with a wandering gaze, "Then can I go in and talk in detail?"

"of course can."

Liu Cheng made way for Louis IX and closed the door. He gestured for Louis IX to sit on a rattan chair on the side, while Liu Cheng sat on the bed opposite her.

Because of what they had said and done just now, both of them were a little embarrassed. Louis IX was choosing his words, and Liu Cheng was regretting that he had just confessed his feelings, so why did he arrange it like this? He should have sat shoulder to shoulder with Louis IX on the bed. It seemed that he had not yet recovered from the shy boyish mentality, and was not yet completely the invincible commander.

"Um, Commander..."

"Louis IX, you..."

The two spoke almost at the same time, stared at each other for a moment, and then spoke again almost at the same time.

"Commander, speak first."

"You first."

The two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

Liu Cheng smiled and said, "We were just drinking and chatting happily just now, why are we being so serious now? Louis, what's the matter with you? Is it serious?"