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“I think it’s serious.”

Louis IX pursed her lips, her legs tightly together, she looked into Liu Cheng's deep eyes and asked seriously, "Commander, do you regret being with us?"

"?"

Liu Cheng never expected that Louis IX would ask such a question. He blurted out, "Why do you think I will regret it?"

"Because today you told us a lot about your past, growing up, college, and your service in the military."

Louis IX held his full chest with his right hand and explained, "To be honest, I just realized today that you, Commander, are also an ordinary human being. You have your own past, your own social life, and your own friends. But now you are with us, carrying a heavy responsibility, just like before.

All these social interactions and friends are gone, and maybe even forever... Please don't force yourself to take responsibility. You have indeed made a huge sacrifice for us and for this world, and even gave up a normal human life... So I want to know, do you really like your current life? Or do you prefer the past... I don't want to interfere with your decision, but I really want to know, please tell me!"

Liu Cheng was silent, and Louis IX stared at him deeply, as if the words just now spoke to his heart.

Marco Polo also heard what Louis IX said. She pursed her lips and fell into thought. Like many other ship girls, Marco Polo thought that she had never thought about Liu Cheng from such a perspective. He was a human who had strayed into the group of ship girls. Responsibility and expectations had brought him to this point, but who understood his inner distress?

Perhaps it is because of such efforts that Liu Cheng was able to gain recognition from all the ship girls.

"Louis."

Liu Cheng stretched out his hands, pressed Louis IX's round and fair shoulders, and looked into her beautiful scarlet eyes. Her gray bangs drooped down, half covering her handsome eyebrows, and her eyes were full of devout admiration and compassion.

"Yes, I'm here."

Louis IX couldn't help but reach out his hand, stroked Liu Cheng's cheek, and said affectionately, "I am not good at comforting or persuading others. No matter what decision you make, Commander, I will obey unconditionally, but please at least tell me that I want to share this trouble with you."

"If there is, I'm certainly willing to share it with you."

Liu Cheng looked at Louis IX and said seriously but couldn't help laughing, "I didn't expect that you have such a strong imagination, Louis. I used to worry about whether there would be any problems with your rigid personality... It turns out that I thought too much. After all, you are also an Iris ship girl, romantic, really too romantic."

"...?"

Louis IX stopped stroking Liu Cheng's face and for a moment he did not understand what Liu Cheng meant.

Chapter 36 If I were a mortal, would you love me? Would you love me?

"Please don't deconstruct suffering in this way. I won't feel happy if you comfort me with a smile like this..."

Louis IX paused, bit his plump lips and said, "On the contrary, I would be disappointed. The commander does not trust his knights."

“It’s not a question of trust or not.”

Although Liu Cheng was a little amused by Louis IX's imagination, he was more moved by her concern and unswerving affection for him. This was a misunderstanding, but a beautiful misunderstanding caused by excessive concern.

Liu Cheng's heart was moved, and he lowered his hands from Louis IX's shoulders, grasped her wrists and pulled her towards him, causing the Knight Ji's mature and voluptuous body to fall into the man's arms like a swallow.

As a Knight Templar, Louis IX was certainly able to react, from the moment Liu Cheng attacked, to the moment her body moved off the seat under Liu Cheng's force, even until their bodies were pressed tightly together, transmitting their heartbeats and temperature, Louis IX was able to resist.

But she didn't, she neither hesitated nor resisted, she was willing to be held in the commander's arms. If this could make up for some of the suffering the commander had endured and make him temporarily forget his troubles, then Louis IX would be happy to do it.

Liu Cheng's powerful arms tightly embraced Louis IX's slender waist. The beautiful and full breasts were heavily squeezed by the two men's chests. The round and plump buttocks sat on Liu Cheng's thighs, and she could also feel the warmth of the man's palms.

Louis IX's body was delicate and his breathing became rapid, but she still looked at the man's face that was almost touching hers and said, "Even so, I want to know. Please don't perfunctorily treat me this way."

"It's not perfunctory."

Liu Cheng did not answer directly. Instead, he gently stroked the smooth gray hair on Louis IX's back and asked, "You put yourself in my shoes, so I will put myself in my shoes too. Before you met me, Louis, you were a Templar Knight of the Iris Tribunal, a warrior against the Sirens. You only needed to think about how to defeat the enemy."

"But after getting to know me, you slowly fell in love with me. You had to worry about my safety and control your emotions. Seeing me with other ship girls made your relationship delicate. You were worried about gains and losses like now, thinking about problems that you are not good at. You didn't feel the sweetness of love, but felt a lot more bitter than before."

"So Louis, you must regret meeting me?"

"No, I have never regretted it!" Louis IX stared with his beautiful eyes. She understood Liu Cheng's meaning and said firmly, "Being with you, I feel unprecedented peace of mind and fulfillment. You are my home. If I can make you happy, I am willing to do anything!"

"So it's the same for me, how could I regret it?"

Liu Cheng stroked Louis IX's gray hair and said, "Being able to take responsibility for you is what makes me happiest... Besides, I'm not a religious saint who sacrifices himself to achieve great things. I'm not as compassionate as you think. Saving you and saving civilization is indeed my original purpose, but it doesn't conflict with the fact that I'm very happy to be with you."

"I only recall the past because it was my youth after all. I don't really miss it that much. Besides, being able to be with you guys is not a sacrifice at all. It's a huge profit for me, isn't it?"

Listening to Liu Cheng's heartfelt words, he was deeply moved.

Staring with deep eyes, with the commander's warm hand on his delicate cheek, Louis IX tried hard to sort out his thoughts and blinked his long eyelashes -

"So, am I overthinking it?"

"You just think too much."

Liu Cheng retracted his hands and just gently held the beautiful knight's soft waist. He said with a feeling of being touched and annoyed, "You are a Knight Templar, so your thinking is somewhat religious, but I am not a saint like Christ in the Bible who bears the sins of the world, nor do I think that I must suffer to achieve redemption. My goal is for all of us to save the world happily and joyfully. Hardships and difficulties are just stereotypes. Even the so-called gods have never stipulated that it is not allowed to save the world happily."

"Yes, God, it has never been defined in this way..."

Louis IX's cheeks were flushed and hot. He hugged Liu Cheng's waist with both hands, feeling the body temperature of the one he loved. His red eyes, as gorgeous as gems, looked at Liu Cheng's handsome face with a little baby fat. His firm words and the tenderness in his deep eyes complemented each other. The resolute and awe-inspiring knight gradually softened into a pure woman because of the love in his heart.

She was still a Templar, but Louis IX had never been so sure as at this moment that she should not serve that illusory and unspeakable image. The person in front of her was the real God she should serve, her commander, her lover.

"So, having an outstanding ship girl like you, Louis, loving me is much happier than socializing and having friends. You actually don't trust me, and you don't trust your own charm. That's a bit too much, don't you know?"

Liu Cheng couldn't help but stroke Louis IX's hot cheek with the back of his hand and lifted her hair, revealing her delicate and beautiful face completely. The expression of the knight was a mixture of guilt, love, admiration and other emotions. In every trembling of her cherry lips and the flow of her eyes, she exuded an amazing charm that was simply irresistible.

"Well, I am the Templar Knight of Judgment, but... Commander can judge me for my superficiality and self-righteousness."

"No, I am the one who should be judged."

Liu Cheng gently put his hand on Louis IX's forehead, almost touching the tip of Knight Ji's nose. He said, "Louis IX, I want to ask you, now you know that I am not the selfless saint you imagined, and I did not hide my pain to save the world. I just implemented my original idea, naturally took on my responsibilities, and was happily immersed in the joy of being with you... Knowing all this, Louis IX, do you still love me?"

"Of course!"

Louis IX did not hesitate. He hugged Liu Cheng's waist affectionately and said as if swearing a holy oath: "Of course I love you. Your side is my home, your victory is my glory, and your joy is my only motivation. Thank God for sending me to you, my prophet, my love, my... light..."

The passionate words completely ignited Liu Cheng's heart. He hugged Louis IX's mature and plump body tightly, holding her curvy waist and hips, and the two of them pressed tightly together.

Under the ceiling light, the two looked at each other, without saying much, but with a tacit understanding.

"I love you too, Louis."

"Yes, my love, my God~"

Louis IX raised his beautiful face, Liu Cheng lowered his head, and their trembling lips touched each other. Then, it was as if a thunderbolt ignited a raging fire. Louis hugged his lover's neck tightly with both hands, and Liu Cheng excitedly wandered on the flat back of the beauty. The emotions that had been suppressed for a long time were released at once, as if to burn both of them.

Chapter 37: The Blooming Princess Knight

Liu Cheng held Louis IX's mature and gorgeous face in his hands, and the two couldn't help but peck each other sweetly again and again. Louis IX gave people the impression of being serious just because of his rigid personality and dress. In fact, she was mature, beautiful and graceful. Now her rosy face was as charming as a flower, completely blooming with the charm of a woman.

Time and again, the touching tenderness opened Louis IX's subconscious defense. Liu Cheng simply stroked her smooth skin gently, and her nerves faithfully conveyed happy feedback to the mind cube. The sweet hormones were transmitted through her hot breath and scorching temperature, reflecting her deep affection and happiness.

Perhaps it was because her usually chaste and simple character became more passionate after being liberated, and the gentle touch soon could not satisfy Louis IX's desire to be closer to God. She trembled, but it was Louis IX who took the initiative to lean forward and laid Liu Cheng on the sheets behind them.

"I love you, my commander, and I would do anything to please you."

Louis IX bit his plump lips, looking at his lover tenderly, affectionately and firmly. The knight's snow-white skin was particularly eye-catching under the orange-yellow light, and her curvy figure showed beautiful curves under the outline of her skin color. The hem of her long nightgown was hooked up high at this time, and her soft and white thighs and plump breasts intertwined to show an eye-catching and beautiful roundness.

Ji Knight has always believed that actions are more meaningful than words, but now she wants to express her joy and emotions not only with actions, but also with words.

"I know. I've always known."

Liu Cheng grabbed Louis IX's wrist with one hand and hugged her slender waist with the other hand. He gently put down the upper body of the Knight Ji.

Their eyes met. The warm sea and the ardent flames were not hostile to each other, but gently complemented each other. Liu Cheng lowered his head and could clearly hear the excited heartbeat of Louis IX.

This time it was Louis IX who lowered his head while Liu Cheng raised his head. They couldn't wait to be together. At the beginning, it was still as relaxed and sweet as before, but it soon became more and more intense. The feeling as if it was about to burn almost raised the temperature in the whole room by several degrees.

The temperature also rose inside the closet next to the bed.

Because of the angle, Marco Polo could see everything Liu Cheng and Louis IX said and did. She looked through the gap in the wardrobe, her palms tightly clenched with blue veins on her knuckles, her pearly teeth bit her plump lower lip until it turned white, her slender body was steaming with hot temperature, the air in the whole wardrobe seemed to condense, her fair forehead was covered with fine sweat, wetting her originally fluffy bangs.

What? Why are you being so affectionate?

Is it because you are so affectionate? Is it because you care about the Commander? Is it because you and the Commander are empathetic?

Are we all bad guys who approached the commander with ulterior motives, selfish people who only know how to satisfy our own desires and don't care about the people we like at all?

……

Yes, yes, yes, I admit that I have other ideas. I approached the commander for the right to approach him, but so what? Do you think I don't like the commander? For the commander's happiness, I swallowed such a big thing, and I can do anything!

……

What? You two are still hugging and kissing. What are you doing? You even rolled onto the bed. What Templars? They are just women with big breasts and big butts... shameless.

Shameless!

……

Marco Polo's mind was in a mess. She knew that these were all things she had made up in her mind. Liu Cheng and Louis IX were just being affectionate and certainly did not belittle her. In fact, they didn't know Marco Polo was here.

But Marco Polo couldn't help but indulge in such nonsensical thoughts until his slender, white fingers touched her soft thighs, causing her soft body to tremble. Only then did Marco Polo come to his senses. He didn't know when she had actually broken free from the handcuffs chain.

The ship girl possesses great strength, and mere handcuffs certainly cannot trap her, but the loud sound of the chain breaking did not cause any reaction from the three people, which shows the dedication of Liu Cheng and Louis IX, as well as Marco Polo's trance.

Marco Polo took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently. He told himself that as a qualified political leader, he should learn from past lessons and never have such childish emotions again. Instead, he should think about problems from a positive and long-term perspective. He should not be jealous, but learn from experience and lessons.

For example, Louis IX's words and deeds are very instructive. It is indeed low-level to simply go up and seduce him with beauty. He should express his misunderstanding and concern for the commander like Louis IX did, and naturally reveal his deep affection. Then Liu Cheng will naturally fall into my trap...

No way, looking at the scene before my eyes, how could I still want to be a coward? Even a clay man has some temper. I, Marco Polo, also want to possess the commander. This is an ambition greater than all other things combined!

Then Marco Polo discovered that Liu Cheng and Louis IX had quieted down without him knowing when. They were no longer as passionate and sweet as before, but just lay in bed together in each other's arms. Could there be a turning point?

"Commander, I didn't mean to reject you just now. It was just a subconscious action."

"fine."

Liu Cheng hugged Louis IX's perfect body and buried his face in her fair and soft neck. "It doesn't have to be this way. As long as you and I love each other, it's also very happy to sleep in each other's arms like this."

Louis IX gently stroked Liu Cheng's short hair and bit her cherry lips. She was too excited. Just now, she felt as if she was going to heaven just by being supported and her cream was flowing out. She resisted in panic, which made the commander who loved her so much stop, but this was not her intention.

"You may think I don't know anything, but I have consulted Brest before...so I know you need to figure it out."

Liu Cheng rubbed Louis IX's neck and said, "It's okay. You said it before. Don't be too concerned about each other. You should trust each other. Don't you trust me?"

"Yes, I said we should trust each other, so I said we can continue."

Louis IX was a stereotyped knight before, and he is still the same now. However, the person she serves has changed from an illusory god to a real lover, so she will naturally give everything without reservation. She said, "Commander, don't you trust me?"

"I stopped because I trust you."

"I also trust you, so I asked you to continue."

The two looked at each other, blinked, and then couldn't help laughing at the same time.

"I understand."

Liu Cheng and Louis IX interlocked their fingers and gently pressed against the mature and beautiful body of this gorgeous female knight. His right hand reached into the gap between Louis IX's back and the bed and found the zipper of his pajamas.

The smooth gray hair spread out on the pillow like clouds. Liu Cheng looked at the beautiful and charming face of Louis IX and said softly, "Then I have to trust you."

"Yes, please trust me without hesitation...Give me light, my love..."

Liu Cheng could no longer bear it and buried his face in

In the tenderness of Louis IX.

It was just a wonderful night that belonged to the two of them, but a small accident happened afterwards.

Chapter 38: Marco Polo can also be charming

That was about an hour later.

Louis IX lay on his back, staring at the ceiling lamp with hazy eyes. His originally soft grey hair was wetly scattered on the bed, with strands of hair sticking to his forehead, adding a touch of laziness and maternal charm to the Templar who was breathing unconsciously with his mouth open.

Lady Knight is a chaste Templar Knight, but every part of her body is full of mature charm. Because of regular exercise, her muscles are quite tight and elastic, full of the beauty of movement. As a Templar Knight, Louis IX is not a sacred and inviolable snow lotus on the mountain. After opening her heart and embracing her sun without any worries, Lady Knight can also bloom passionately.

Maybe it was because Louis IX was too excited, or maybe it was because the one who was really excited was actually Liu Cheng. Before he really "trusted" her, he could hardly control himself and indulged in Louis IX's beauty again and again. His porcelain-white skin was as delicate as solidified fat, which completely mobilized his body and mind that were already open to love.

So Liu Cheng was only relatively gentle and simple this time, but Louis IX was almost reaching the number in her name, so her soul was still wandering in heaven at this moment, and it was unknown how long it would take for her to come back to her senses.

Liu Cheng sat beside Louis IX, looking at her lovingly, gently stroking the female knight's delicate cheek, and brushing away the wet hair on her forehead and temples one by one. Looking at the lazy appearance of this stern and upright female knight, the fire in Liu Cheng's heart burned more vigorously. However, he was not a person who could not control his desires. There was a long time to come, and there was plenty of time to talk with Louis IX again.

So Liu Cheng covered Louis IX with a thin blanket. The heating in the room was quite comfortable, so even though his body was still covered with sweat, he did not feel cold.

Liu Cheng got out of bed, picked up the bottle of mineral water on the bedside table, opened the bottle and started drinking. For some reason, the wardrobe in front of him gave him a strange feeling. Just when he took a step forward, the door of the wardrobe opened by itself.

Marco Polo put one hand on the original position of the closet door, with a look of shock and panic on his face. This was of course an accident. He had watched the live broadcast for more than an hour. The steamer-like temperature inside the closet mixed with her own smell, as well as the impact and shock on her soul, had been maintaining the same posture, which had already made Marco Polo's body stiff.

So after realizing that Liu Cheng seemed to have discovered something, he just moved his stiff right hand slightly, and the closet door opened automatically.

Marco Polo was confused and Liu Cheng was extremely shocked.

Without any mental preparation or precautions, and still naked, Marco Polo suddenly appeared in front of him, with his breath confused, clothes disheveled, and hair messy. He was completely caught off guard.

The two looked at each other.

"puff--"

Unexpectedly, Liu Cheng couldn't control his breathing, and the unfinished mineral water in his mouth turned into fine raindrops under the air pressure, all of which were sprayed by Liu Cheng on Marco Polo's face in front of him. In an instant, the pretty and charming face became disheveled, and the pajamas, which were very similar to the style that Louis IX had taken off, were also wet in the upper part, sticking to the delicate skin, vaguely outlining a moving curve.

"My my...wait, Marco Polo, how did you get here?"