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Liu Cheng didn't see the towel, so he picked up the bathrobe hanging in the closet and helped Marco Polo wipe the water droplets on his face that he had sprayed. The smell in the closet was very strange, and some faint traces were quite obvious.

But this is easy to understand. If she could hide in the closet, she must have sneaked in before Liu Cheng came back or when he was taking a shower. Then she must have witnessed the whole process of his intimacy with Louis IX. Marco Polo had no such experience, so it was normal for him to behave a little awkwardly.

Liu Cheng didn't care about being seen by Marco Polo. He didn't care. He had never been seen by others during group sex. What Liu Cheng cared about was why Marco Polo was hiding in the closet in his room. What did she want to do? What bad intentions did she have?

Marco Polo's mind had been in a mess for more than an hour, but after experiencing the sudden situation for who knows how many times, he calmed down a little.

She noticed that Liu Cheng's eyes were narrowed, as if he was doubting her motives. Marco Polo thought quickly. Wasn't it time to put the experience he had just learned from Louis IX to use?

I like the commander just as much, I care about him just as much, I want to get close to him to share his worries... ahem, anyway, I, Marco Polo, also want to be truly loved by the commander. Even though it's just an ordinary person's hobby, the object is Liu Cheng, so it's not impossible to accommodate him.

"Commander, I'm sorry..."

Marco Polo bit his lip and looked at Liu Cheng with some grievance, his face looking pure and lovely.

Although Liu Cheng was in a state of intense anger, he did not completely give his thinking ability to his lower body. Marco Polo's rather abnormal style immediately aroused his vigilance. Although she had been very obedient recently, as the saying goes, a dog will always eat shit... ah no

Yes, it should be said that it is difficult to change one's nature, and it is not so easy for Marco Polo to give up her so-called ambition.

"Don't apologize yet. What were you planning to do by hiding in my room?"

"Just an apology."

Marco Polo stretched out his hands, showing the broken handcuffs on his hands, looked at Liu Cheng pitifully and said, "I accidentally broke the handcuffs you put on me, Commander. It's not that I don't sincerely regret it, it's really just an accident, Commander, please believe me."

Liu Cheng was skeptical: "Is it just for this matter?"

"Yeah! This is a big deal."

"It's a big piece of wool."

Liu Cheng casually put on the bathrobe that he had just used to wipe Marco Polo's face. Although both parties had already been honest with each other, Liu Cheng was moved by Marco Polo's pitiful appearance and did not want to put too much pressure on her.

Seeing Marco Polo still sitting in the closet like a duck, Liu Cheng said unhappily, "It's no big deal, why don't you get up? You don't want to stay in the closet all night, do you?"

"My legs are weak and I can't stand up..."

Marco Polo continued to act pitiful, looking at Liu Cheng with her big, touching eyes. Her legs were indeed weak, but not to the extent that she couldn't stand up. She now knew completely that Liu Cheng would only respond to soft tactics and not hard ones. Humph, she had it figured out.

"How long have you been hiding..."

Liu Cheng stretched out his hand and tried to take Marco Polo out of the closet, but then he suddenly realized something and stopped his hand in mid-air. "Wait, if you're looking for me to apologize for this, why are you hiding?"

"because……"

Marco Polo bit his lip and said, "I've already put aside my dignity and acted so pitiful, and I still can't defeat you?"

"that is because……"

Marco Polo struggled to get up from the closet, and then, as if because her legs were weak, her body fell forward and she fell directly into Liu Cheng's arms.

Chapter 39: The Judgment of Louis IX

Marco Polo was originally only wearing a thin suspender nightgown, and her hot body temperature made the closet stuffy and humid, causing fine beads of sweat to seep out of her snow-white forehead and skin. These sweat and the mineral water drops sprayed by Liu Cheng just now not only made Marco Polo more seductive, but also brought a kind of seductive smell as if after lovemaking, full of moving hormones.

If Marco Polo simply threw himself into Liu Cheng's arms and used her clumsy movements and instincts to implement her firm ideas, it would not have any effect.

Even though underneath Marco Polo's thin nightgown was a body that was no less beautiful than that of Louis IX, Liu Cheng knew how charming Marco Polo's softness was, especially when she looked up at his pretty face, her moist lips glowing with glaze under the light, and her two tongues had such an addictive charm. Even so, it didn't work.

However, Marco Polo did fall into Liu Cheng's arms deliberately, and it was also a true expression of her feelings. Her soft body had been excited to the extreme after watching the fight for more than an hour. Now, in Liu Cheng's warm embrace, smelling the sweaty masculine scent on his body, Marco Polo felt extremely relieved and excited. Her heart was as warm as water, and she couldn't help but stretch out her slender hand to touch Liu Cheng's chest. The hot breath spewed from her cherry lips, blowing the fluff on Liu Cheng's neck, making her feel itchy, as if it was blowing into her heart.

Marco Polo's words were both deliberate and sincere.

Such an offensive is quite extraordinary.

Except when he calls himself that, Liu Cheng has never been a pure gentleman. There is no such thing as being able to remain calm when a woman sits on his lap. He will take action when it is time to do so and rush through Kyushu. Don't ask, because the only thing you will know is that he will take responsibility.

Liu Cheng was very satisfied with his one-night stand with Louis IX, so he didn't care about the physical dissatisfaction at all. He was not a young boy who had never tasted meat, so he could just endure it. Sleeping for a night with Louis IX's soft and fragrant body was no worse than having sex again. Chatting about family matters at night and brushing their eyebrows in the morning might make him even happier.

Therefore, Liu Cheng is of course quite capable of distinguishing the various situations clearly, and will only use his thinking skills when appropriate. When the situation is not right, his clever IQ will naturally take over.

"Don't make trouble. This trick won't work if you follow me."

Liu Cheng carried Marco Polo to the bed, then reached out his hand to push away Marco Polo who was clinging to him like a koala.

In fact, Liu Cheng's unsatisfied body has been aroused by Marco Polo's coquettish appearance. This ambitious ship girl is very different from her usual petite figure, which is in stark contrast to her cute appearance. But Liu Cheng will not let Marco Polo get away with it. After all, even after asking Marco Polo about his intentions, Liu Cheng can still pin her to the ground and punish her for her bad temper.

What's more, Liu Cheng did this for Marco Polo's own good. She had already made a big fool of herself before. If she scored twice, Sardinia might not be able to hold her head up... Not necessarily. Sardinia is still more confident and cheerful. In short, a fool like Marco Polo deserves more attention and a tough stick.

"No, my legs are really weak~"

Marco Polo didn't care that Liu Cheng was holding her shoulders and trying to push her away. He just hugged Liu Cheng's waist tightly, and his lonely and soft body pressed tightly against him. He could clearly feel the man's heartbeat quickening.

"Wow, Marco Polo, you are disgusting, are you suitable for this kind of clip sound?"

"I don't understand what the clip sound is... I'm just very scared, Commander, give me

I broke the handcuffs I put on myself, and I don’t want you to not forgive me…”

Marco Polo's face was pressed tightly against Liu Cheng's collarbone, and her delicate tone was indeed telling the truth, but she was also thinking with pride in her heart, "Commander is really tough. You obviously like Jiu Nio's cute way of talking to you very much, and it's the same now, it's so big that it's almost hitting my belly."

Liu Cheng snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and slapped Marco Polo's plump buttocks heavily: "Don't try to fool me. If you are so scared, why don't you come out? What are you doing hiding in the closet?"

"That's because you and Louis IX... so shy..."

Marco Polo had no way to explain it, so he could only get away with it by being vague.

"You are not shy at all. If you were shy, why did you stare for so long?" Liu Cheng slapped Marco Polo on the buttocks again and said unhappily, "The fact that you can hide in the closet means that you came in before Louis IX came. Are you shy for not coming out before?"

[Liu Cheng, why are you so logical? Didn't Clemenceau say that you get carried away easily? Don't you like me if I'm not charming enough? ... Impossible. I'm the shining Marco Polo. This body will definitely make Liu Cheng crazy! My charm is irresistible to the people I like!]

"I'm shy because my heart beats faster when I think about meeting you. I'm very nervous..."

Marco Polo was being perfunctory, but he was also speaking the truth. In any case, he just kept clinging to Liu Cheng and used his mature charm to destroy Liu Cheng's rationality.

"You're so nervous, you can sneak in here without my permission?"

To be honest, Liu Cheng could hardly hold back as Marco Polo's beautiful body rubbed against his. He was already thinking, if that was the case, he might as well take advantage of the situation and pin Marco Polo down and ravage her, keeping her hanging at the critical moment and not letting her get what she wanted, to see if she would still surrender.

"Because I like you, Commander."

"I do believe that... but that's not a reason. Tell me the truth!"

"Commander, do you like me? With your knowledge and perspective... you can't possibly not like me, right?"

"Don't talk about other things, or I will be rude to you!"

Liu Cheng has decided to teach this disobedient guy a lesson. Let's see how much you, Marco Polo, are capable of. Does Hindenburg know? The great devil, the succubus, whose mouth is harder than the armor of a battleship, was also subdued by this commander.

A ship girl that can stand shoulder to shoulder with Hindenburg is no longer an ordinary ship girl, she must deliver a heavy punch!

But at this time, the two of them were talking and hugging each other, and as quite some time had passed, Louis IX, who was in a trance, slowly woke up.

The moment he regained consciousness, the scene Louis IX saw was that right beside him, the commander, who had just made a vow of eternal love to him and was extremely affectionate, was hugging a tall and voluptuous ship girl. From the rare hair color and the outline of her face, it can be determined that this ship girl is Marco Polo from Sardinia. Liu Cheng was only wearing a bathrobe, which had been half torn off. Marco Polo's thin nightgown was even more disheveled, revealing large patches of sweaty white skin, which was almost the same as Louis IX himself. It seemed easy to judge what the two of them were doing.

Louis IX sat up in confusion, the thin blanket covering her sliding down her curvy figure, revealing her charming white skin. Even though the situation in front of her seemed to be very obvious, she still asked, "What's going on?"

"Louis, you're awake... Don't get me wrong, it's Marco Polo who's in trouble again, and I'm interrogating her."

Louis IX tilted his head and looked at Liu Cheng trying to push Marco Polo away. Her slowly recovering thinking ability told her that this should not be an interrogation, so she said, "It's okay. There is more than one messenger serving God. I have been mentally prepared for this."

"I've already told you, Louis, you misunderstood."

Liu Cheng is not a irresponsible person, but he also doesn't want to be easily misunderstood.

Louis IX said earnestly and devoutly: "Commander, it's really okay. It's my fault that I couldn't satisfy you...so it's okay for you to find someone else. We agreed on trust, and I trust you."

"Yes, Louis IX is right."

Marco Polo spoke up, "Trust is the true cornerstone, Commander I... Wow!?"

With Marco Polo's exclamation, she was pressed down on the sheets by Liu Cheng. Her sensitive parts and soft lips were attacked almost at the same time. Before her long legs could wrap around Liu Cheng's waist subconsciously, Liu Cheng let go and turned her over. He hit her round buttocks as white as the full moon dozens of times, until her porcelain white skin was stained with palm prints and she began to beg for mercy with a whimper. Only then did Liu Cheng end this smooth operation.

As Marco Polo turned his head to look at him, Liu Cheng explained the cause and effect of the matter to Louis IX, who was somewhat confused and didn't understand the situation.

"It turned out to be like this..."

Louis IX looked at Marco Polo lying on the bed, and thought that someone had been hiding in the closet and watching the whole thing. The soft part of his heart that belongs to the feminine part made Louis IX feel a little embarrassed and annoyed, but then he thought that being seen was not a big deal, and his love for the commander did not need to be hidden.

Liu Cheng patted the bed sheet. Although the graceful curves of Marco Polo lying in front of him made him feel distracted,

Ma said sternly, "Marco Polo, I tell you, if you confess, you will be treated leniently, but if you resist, you will be treated severely. You are still guilty, and I have specially shown mercy to give you a chance to redeem yourself and make meritorious contributions. If you still insist on not repenting and don't explain clearly why you entered my room without my permission and hid there, don't blame me for being rude!"

"I just admire the Commander..."

Marco Polo spoke half truthfully and half falsely. He really admired Liu Cheng and really wanted to be favored by him, but he also had some other little thoughts.

"to be honest."

"It's the truth. You've told it all. You believe I like you."

The existence of Louis IX gave Marco Polo some courage to resist. With her around, Liu Cheng shouldn't embarrass himself, right? At the same time, Marco Polo was also a little angry. Commander, why do you trust Louis IX? I've said I like you, but you still treat me like this. It's too unfair!

Louis IX blinked his eyes, watching the two men's somewhat vindictive conversation, and said, "Commander, my strength is arbitrating disputes between my companions. I already understand the current situation, and there is no point in arguing like this. How about letting me arbitrate?"

"can."

Liu Cheng agreed without hesitation. Louis IX, who had been soft just now, now exuded a fascinating awe-inspiring aura because he was in the area she was familiar with. Even though there were still faint red marks on his fair skin from the ravages just now, it did not diminish the temperament of the female knight at all. Liu Cheng loved her very much.

Louis IX and Liu Cheng stretched out their hands at the same time, pulled Marco Polo up and sat opposite them. The aura as if judging made Marco Polo frown slightly. Even though she was hit dozens of times by Liu Cheng just now, Marco Polo felt that she had not deviated from the target. Being hit was also a kind of physical contact. But now she felt something was wrong, as if she had really become a light bulb. The tacit understanding between Louis IX and Liu Cheng made her inexplicably sad.

"The current situation is that Marco Polo, you sneaked into the commander's room without the commander's permission, and hid in the closet until you were discovered by the commander just now, so the commander wants to know the purpose of Marco Polo's coming in, right?"

Liu Cheng nodded: "Yes."

"And Marco Polo?"

"Um……"

In response to Louis IX's question, Marco Polo responded somewhat reluctantly.

Louis IX didn't care, but continued: "Marco Polo, your explanation is that you broke free from the handcuffs that the commander put on you, and you were afraid that the commander would think that you were not sincerely repentant, so you came here to apologize. As for why you hid, the explanation you gave was that you were nervous, right?"

"Um……"

Marco Polo still responded softly, without any concern.

Then she heard Louis IX say: "Also, you expressed your love for the commander, but he didn't take you seriously, so you're still dissatisfied, right?"

"Yes!"

Marco Polo raised his head and his eyes suddenly changed when he looked at Louis IX. He was indeed a Templar of Iris, so professional that even his voice became firm.

Liu Cheng did not refute or explain, thinking to himself, Marco Polo, your expression of emotions clearly shows that you are not a politician at all. However, this sincere expression also showed that Marco Polo cared about whether Liu Cheng liked her or not. This made Liu Cheng smile and shook his head. Marco Polo was really stupid, bad and cute.

"Okay, then I understand."

Louis IX sat cross-legged, his soft waist still straight even though it was a little numb, his imposing presence stood upright regardless of gravity, dignified and holy, just like the knight who brought down the judgment, "My conclusion is that Marco Polo behaved improperly and concealed something. He made the mistake first, so he must tell the truth about his purpose, otherwise he must accept punishment for his mistake."

"Well, you really have a keen eye."

Liu Cheng clapped his hands and cheered, but Marco Polo just curled his lips.

Louis IX added: "In addition, the commander has a stereotype and did not accept the love of the ship girl with trust. This is not what you should do. You should open your heart to accept Marco Polo and at least tell him what you really think."

"Well, you are indeed fair and impartial!"

This time it was Marco Polo who applauded, and Liu Cheng smiled helplessly.

Chapter 40: Commander's Decision

"In that case, both of you have no objection to my ruling?"

"No."

Marco Polo was very satisfied that someone stood up for him even when he was at a disadvantage. To be fair, she ruined Louis IX's good fortune, otherwise she could have stayed with the commander for the whole night. It can only be said that she is worthy of being a Templar of Iris, and she is indeed fair and selfless.

Louis IX looked at Liu Cheng: "Where's the commander?"

"no comment."

Liu Cheng smiled and shook his head. He had always been calm and composed. No matter how much he talked about it, it was actually not a big deal. He originally just wanted Marco Polo to realize that she was doing something stupid, but now he suddenly felt that it was fine. The character of a ship girl was actually difficult to change. Littorio, Hindenburg, and Veneto were all ready-made examples. Anyway, they would not cause any big trouble. Marco Polo could still add some fun to everyone.

Besides, the trial of Louis IX has ended, but this commander’s trial has not yet ended.

"Well, since both parties have no objection."

Louis IX held out his hand to Marco Polo and said, "Please tell me the real purpose of your visit."

When Marco Polo was about to speak, Louis IX added: "Please do not use one-sided words to cover up the whole facts. I also trust the commander's judgment, so you must tell me your complete purpose."

"I……"

Marco Polo hesitated. According to her plan, she should first establish a relationship with Liu Cheng, and then reach a power-sharing agreement with Liu Cheng. However, she really did not want to give up the opportunity in front of her. She wanted to know if Liu Cheng also liked her. Compared with this fact, it seemed that the ambitions she regarded as her creed were not so important.

"I like you, of course I like you."

Marco Polo raised his head suddenly and saw the faint smile on Liu Cheng's face. He said, "Of course I did that because I like you. It's also because I like you that I'm angry with you. I can tolerate you for doing things behind my back without telling me, but what about others? If you don't tell me the truth, how can I protect you?"