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"I……"

Marco Polo's heart was shaking violently. At this moment, all the so-called ambitions and rights seemed to have disappeared. There was only the man in front of her, whom she had once moved, misunderstood, and fantasized about. In fact, the time she had spent on him had far exceeded the realization of her ambitions, or he had long been equal to her ambitions.

"Of course I like you too!"

Like a young swallow, Marco Polo threw himself into Liu Cheng's arms, tightly wrapped his arms around his neck, and pecked the man's neck and cheeks passionately with his fiery lips. While trembling his plump body, he murmured, "It's really for you. I want you to like me and accept me, but I do have other ideas."

"what idea?"

Liu Cheng put his arms around Marco Polo's slender waist, and her buttocks were extremely smooth and plump. He knew that this ambitious and tough-talking ship girl had finally opened her heart completely.

"I want to be your woman."

"It's been a long time coming."

"I want to be a royal concubine."

"I am your commander, not an emperor."

"I want to be Cleopatra."

"Sure. Anyway, Cleopatra is definitely not as beautiful as you."

"I want to be the secretary ship, and you have to share power with me."

"No."

Marco Polo bit Liu Cheng's earlobe and asked tenderly, "Why?"

Liu Cheng held Marco Polo's plump buttocks and said half jokingly and half seriously: "You, Marco Polo, also want to be a secretary ship? Can you do it? No, I don't have the ability to do it, you know."

"Why?"

"Just because you're telling me the truth now."

Liu Cheng grabbed Louis IX's wrist. Seeing this, the noble knight tried to get up and leave space for the two. Liu Cheng certainly couldn't let her go, so he immediately put one hand around Louis IX's waist and said, "It just so happens that there are the impartial and selfless Templar Knights here. Louis, tell me, why can't Marco Polo be the secretary ship?"

Louis IX's graceful body was in close contact with the other two. Her soft and sensitive body suddenly became hot again. She couldn't refuse Liu Cheng, so she had to clear her throat and said, "In terms of ability, I believe Marco Polo should be able to do it, but the secretary ship should exist to serve colleagues in the port and share the commander's worries. If you are thinking of sharing power, then you really can't take on the position of secretary ship."

"That's right, you hit the nail on the head!"

Liu Cheng lovingly hugged Louis IX into his arms. Although it was a bit crowded and the posture was strange, Liu Cheng was reluctant to let go. "You are worthy of being my knight. Louis, you have the spirit and cognition to be my secretary ship."

"I'll forget it."

Louis IX bit his lip and gently placed his head on Liu Cheng's shoulder. Since she was unwilling to refuse, there was no need to struggle. She knew that God certainly would not have only her as a lamb. It was precisely because he was God that so many people admired him.

"Do not be humble."

"I'm not being modest. I may have enough knowledge, but compared to Lord Richelieu, my ability is still lacking. Even if the secretary ship has the commander's support, everyone needs to be convinced."

"Who wouldn't be convinced after I appointed him?"

"Yes, my commander." Louis IX raised his soft face, his beautiful eyes fixed, "But I just want to be your knight and stay by your side, that's enough."

"Louis~"

Liu Cheng called out the princess knight's nickname softly, and he couldn't help but move forward, wanting to express his feelings with actions.

Just at this time, Marco Polo gently bit Liu Cheng's collarbone.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"I understand." Marco Polo hugged Liu Cheng tightly, his eyes sparkling as he said, "So you also recognize my ability. As long as I have this awareness, I can serve as a secretary ship, right?"

"..."

Liu Cheng really wanted to say, I have no doubt about your ability to handle affairs, but your political sensitivity is a little lacking, and you don’t look like someone who is good at networking at all. But it seems that being a secretary doesn’t require you to be that strong?

"Yes, but this kind of awareness is not something you can just say. I know it in my heart."

Marco Polo has found love and direction. She said excitedly, "I understand. It's for everyone in the port area. As long as everyone agrees with me, that's enough."

"..."

Liu Cheng felt that Marco Polo was still

The logic of the sequence is not clear, but there is no need to delve into it. Only when the real secretary ship takes office will Marco Polo realize the situation.

"Okay, now let's talk about you breaking the handcuffs."

"No, it has already been decided..."

"That's Louis's decision, not mine." Liu Cheng held the back of Marco Polo's head and said righteously, "I'll punish you to be my slave tonight. Is that okay?"

"Oh, your intentions are really known to everyone~"

Marco Polo bent down following Liu Cheng's movements. She did not resist at all. Instead, her heart was filled with happiness and joy that Liu Cheng showed such affection for her. Her plump lips opened and her two flexible tongues slightly stuck out, and her delicate cheeks sunken because of inhaling.

Liu Cheng held Marco Polo's head with one hand and hugged Louis IX with the other, kissing the beautiful and holy female knight intimately.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night. Fortunately, there is nothing to do tomorrow. I just have to go back to Donghuang Port Area.

Chapter 41: The New Year's atmosphere is getting stronger

Before returning to Donghuang Port, Liu Cheng went to the small town where his orphanage was located.

Probably because of his own influence, the original orphanage has been renovated, and the outer walls are covered with all kinds of childlike graffiti, such as Nezha's trouble in the dragon palace, Sun Wukong's havoc in the East China Sea, Dayu's flood control... The meaning is obvious. There are even local special agents standing guard outside, but it should not be to welcome Liu Cheng's arrival, but to stop a group of internet celebrities holding mobile phones and fill lights.

So Liu Cheng just took a look from a distance and turned away.

"Commander, aren't you going to go in and take a look before you leave?"

Yixian followed Liu Cheng gracefully and said softly, "Just say a word and the guards will be withdrawn."

Liu Cheng shook his head and said, "It's not necessary. Just keep the memories in your heart. There's no point in going in and reminiscing about the past."

At this point, Liu Chengqing couldn't help but smile: "Maybe just like some characters in history, the anecdotes of my childhood have been packaged and spread with exaggerations, such as being born in a dream on the sun, and having rare visions... In short, since it is completely different, it's good to know about it, so that I can look forward without any worries in the future."

"Well, it's up to the commander to decide."

Yixian smiled faintly, looked at Liu Cheng's profile, and took the initiative to hold his hands.

Yixian knew that from this moment on, Liu Cheng began to truly bid farewell to human society. If what the Siren Weaver said was true, then everyone would have to face many more unimaginable storms in the future.

But with the commander by my side, I will never be confused again.

The goal has been achieved, but the ship girls who came to support the event unanimously decided to stay in Donghuang for the Spring Festival and experience the culture of Donghuang. Liu Cheng and Yixian are of course welcome.

As the Spring Festival approaches, the construction plan of the port area has become more and more perfect. The specific details have not yet been finalized, but the location and size have been determined. Donghuang's operating ships have entered the corresponding sea area to carry out land reclamation on the basis of the original island, as well as basic dock facilities. As long as the plan is determined, the 3D printing robot can complete the work in a very short time.

The cool sea breeze swayed the big red lanterns in the Donghuang Port area. The small buildings in the sun dragged shadows of varying lengths. The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder from firecrackers, and there was steam from the steamer wafting out of the kitchen almost all the time. Haitian was holding a book and reciting poems, and the sound of Haiqi and Huben chasing and playing were all real feelings of the New Year.

"Commander is such a loser!"

Fushun ran around Liu Cheng with a smile. Liu Cheng glared at the little girl and continued to carry the cute Changchun on his back without saying anything. Although this little girl or Northeast girl was actually quirky, she was better than Fushun who always got into trouble. Of course, she was not much better. Changchun did not make any mistakes herself, but she would instigate Fushun to get into trouble. She was really a black-bellied sister.

But what does it matter? My little girl is so cute. I can never love her enough.

"I've already told you that the Great Western King's firecrackers are extremely loud, and you still don't cover your ears... This is not a prank from me~"

Fushun's round little face looked a little hateful, but Liu Cheng was also in trouble. He accompanied the little girls to play with firecrackers, thinking that he didn't care about the roar of the cannons on the battlefield, so why should he be afraid of firecrackers? Who could have thought that it could be so loud? He was stunned for a moment, making the two little girls laugh at him.

"Changchun."

"Hmm~"

As soon as Liu Cheng called out, Changchun understood what she meant. She clamped Liu Chengyue's waist with her two plump legs, leaving Liu Cheng with his hands free to rub her smooth face. The girl's face felt amazing.

"I already told you it wasn't a prank~"

Fushun spoke incoherently, struggling with his two little hands, but he didn't really struggle out.

"I didn't say I was punishing you. I just wanted to rub your face."

"No~"

After a long time, Fushun suddenly tickled Liu Cheng's skin, and he struggled out. Before running away, he turned around and made a face at Liu Cheng.

"Commander, you bad bastard! I'm going to eat the steamed buns from Ninghai, I won't give them to you!"

In response to this, Liu Cheng just laughed. The girl who was full of energy was really cute.

Changchun also put his arm around Liu Cheng's neck and said behind him, "Commander, I want to eat buns, too."

"Then I'll carry you?"

"Need not."

"Then come down by yourself?"

"No."

"Then what are you going to do?"

Changchun rubbed Liu Cheng's neck and said in a soft voice: "I want the commander to kiss me."

The clingy girl was so heart-melting that Liu Cheng naturally turned around and kissed the girl on her delicate little face.

"Hey hehe~"

Changchun jumped off Liu Cheng's back and waved, "Commander, if you want to eat, come and eat it yourself. I won't help you get it!"

"Just eat it yourself."

Liu Cheng smiled and shook his head. Children are the best. They won't get fat no matter how much they eat. Unlike him, who has been fed in different ways by Yixian and Zhenhai in the past two days and eats until he is full at every meal. If he doesn't control himself a little, he will gain more than ten pounds.

After stretching a little, Liu Cheng walked into the lounge on the first floor of the reception building. Before he could say anything, Marco Polo, who was wearing a rather unusual black maid outfit and black stockings, came up to him and wiped his sweat with a towel.

“I’m not sweating…”

"Then let me massage your shoulders, Master~"

Marco Polo's voice was sweet and he looked quite motivated.

"also."

Liu Cheng sat down on the sofa with his legs stretched out. Marco Polo rolled up his sleeves and began to massage Liu Cheng's shoulders. It must be said that he did it quite well.

Zara blinked and couldn't help but sigh: "Marco Polo, are you so sincere in your confession?"

"Of course? ~ It's an honor to be the commander's maid~"

Marco Polo was still wearing the broken handcuffs, which looked like two bracelets. She was even humming a little tune in a good mood. The commander showed her favor from time to time, such as having her round buttocks held and penetrated when she was kneeling on the ground to wipe the floor, and the sweet words after the private massage. Coupled with the envious eyes of other colleagues, Marco Polo was so motivated that he almost learned how to make dumplings.

Although Liu Cheng wanted to say that you misunderstood, and that considering the port area does not mean serving the commander, Marco Polo's enthusiasm is still worthy of praise.

"Attention, this is a temporary maid."

"Humph, I'll be promoted sooner or later. Your maids may not be better than me~" Marco Polo lowered his head and whispered in Liu Cheng's ear, "I've cut some fruit. Do you want to eat it, Master?"

"Have an apple."

"receive."

Marco Polo had just picked up a piece of apple with a toothpick when Liu Cheng said, "No toothpick."

"What for?"

"What do you say?"

Marco Polo pursed his lips following Liu Cheng's gaze, and said happily, "Well, you are worthy of being the commander I have chosen. This ambition is great!"

As he spoke, Marco Polo picked up a piece of apple with his moist and sweet lips and put it into Liu Cheng's mouth. As expected, the man sucked on it. The sour and sweet taste of the apple and the mellow and sweet taste of Marco Polo were both the best medicine after being tired.

Zara looked at their actions and expected it, but she still sighed: "You really can make Marco Polo obedient..."

"So what?" Liu Cheng grabbed Zara and held her delicate body in his arms. He rested his chin on her shoulder, picked up an apple and put it into her plump lips. "You, the sharp sword of Sardinia, have already been obedient to me."

Zara joked while chewing: "Yes, yes, I really did something bad in my previous life."

"I'm different. I must have been blessed in my previous life." Liu Cheng said in a hoarse voice, as if he was reciting a poem. "I look around and see my wife everywhere. All the beauties in the world are in my arms. Why am I so lucky?"

"Poor talk~"

Zara touched Liu Cheng's forehead with her white fingers, and a beautiful smile bloomed on her charming and mature face.

Liu Cheng said seriously: "How can I be so frivolous?"

"Just a chatterbox."

"It's definitely not poor, it's even sweet. If you don't believe me, try it."

"I won't try it~"

As Zara spoke, her pretty face, which showed both joy and anger, came closer. At this moment, two people walked in from outside. They were Zhenhai and Dingan.

Chapter 42 Pillow Words (Part 1)