How come I, who has the physique of a succubus, was pushed back by the ship girl?

After Zhou Xuan helped her to clear up her thoughts, some of her standards began to change flexibly.

She is still the sin-nemesis who upholds justice, but now she has learned how to abuse her power for personal gain because of the love caused by her disheveled hair.

On the surface, Xiafei was still firmly fighting against the enemy, not allowing Mogador or even Alsace to do anything inappropriate to Zhou Xuan.

It can be said that Zhou Xuan was being watched very closely, leaving no chance for her two companions at all.

In private, no matter it was sunny or late at night, Xia Fei would always quietly approach Zhou Xuan and secretly enjoy this delicacy that belonged to her alone when no one was around.

However, he suffered greatly because of her interference. Mogador had not slept with Zhou Xuan for a long time.

Not to mention sleeping in the same bed, she didn't even have the chance to get close to him. Unlike Arthas, who was her personal bodyguard, at least she could still see and eat him.

Mogador felt that if she continued to hold it in like this, she would die of dehydration, and waiting in vain was not a solution.

Then she was saved from despair. After some operations, she found Arthas, who was carrying out a mission alone, and urgently explained her purpose to her.

"You want to cooperate with Arthas? But Arthas always has food to eat."

"It means... the commander... he often does... those things with Arthas..."

With enough food and clothing, naturally no one would want to break the status quo. As time went by, Alsace became prosperous and Mogador also became prosperous.

She spread out her palms and interrupted her speech forcefully.

"All right, Arthas! Let's not talk about what has been done."

"To be honest, I'm almost going crazy. If I can't eat the Commander, it feels like countless ants are crawling around me. I can't stand it."

"I hope Arthas can lend a hand to the sisters for the sake of Iris and the commander. Please lend a hand to the sisters."

"I promise that I will let you enjoy it to your heart's content. I will just help out on the side and taste some of the leftovers."

Mogador's pleading continued, and more explicit promises came one after another, which made Arthas's little head go into a heated state again.

In desperation, Arthas, who had no time to think carefully, agreed without thinking.

Not only did he become her accomplice, but he also watched Mogadorga stuff her white stockings into the mouth of the bound Xiafei. X is currently committing...

Tears flowed uncontrollably, from the eyes, from the mouth, and from the body. No matter who they were, today was destined to be an unforgettable day in their lives.

In the end, the story naturally ends with one person's desperate pursuit and two people's escape.

The innocent lamb Zhou Xuan was sleeping peacefully in his room at this moment, and he didn't even hear the sound of the door being opened...

Chapter 206: Pineapple has been wandering for half his life, and has never met a wise master. If you don’t abandon me, I am willing to be…

"Is this... the room where the commander is? It's dark and hard to find..."

Not every ship girl is good at moving in the dark, at least this unexpected guest had a lot of complaints about it.

Perhaps because he was confident enough in his own safety, Zhou Xuan's door was not locked. With a slight push, he could push it open and enter.

From the perspective of being an uninvited guest, she was very cautious.

In order to avoid exposing her whereabouts, the visitor took off her shoes before entering the house.

The jade feet wrapped in slightly thick stockings stepped on the wool blanket floor without any sound.

In order to avoid being discovered by Zhou Xuan, she even slowed down her pace, looking three steps ahead before taking one step, until the distance between them was gradually shortened and Zhou Xuan's face became clearer in her eyes.

Well, that’s right. All the characteristics match. It’s the young commander named Zhou Xuan.

Recalling the scene in her mind, the strange woman nodded and confirmed the identity of the person on the bed.

The movement continued, and soon the girl clenched her teeth, raised her leg high, and straddled most of her body over Zhou Xuan.

Then he retracted his legs, and the other half of his body followed suit and sat on the bed, forming a duck sitting posture as a whole.

"Hmm....Hmm! The next step...is the crucial moment of the honey trap."

"Go ahead! Marco Polo, this is the sacrifice you have to make for the revival of the Sardinian Empire."

The strange girl... no, now I should say it's Marco Polo.

She picked up her gun and mounted her horse, with her arrow on the string. The current situation did not allow her to retreat even a little.

So after encouraging herself with a stern and passionate tone, she bent down and threw herself under Zhou Xuan.

But in the next second when something strange happened, a pair of big dark hands in the darkness hugged her back, then contracted and held her in his arms.

"Mmm~baby~you smell so good."

Half asleep and half awake, Zhou Xuan was still mumbling, and for a moment, he showed no signs of waking up.

This is enough to show how much Zhou Xuan has become accustomed to sudden night attacks.

And his current actions were all out of his instinct. After all, in his understanding, the only person who could climb into his bed in the middle of the night was his girl.

Zhou Xuan indeed thought so.

Naturally, he was about to retract his movement, and as he turned around to get a commanding position, he noticed a violent movement coming from below.

All sleepiness disappeared instantly, he opened his eyes again, and when he saw everything clearly in front of him, he suddenly realized something.

The one active under him was not Eugen Guanghui and others, but a face that was both strange and familiar.

"Not Eugen and the others, you...you are...Marco Polo from Sardinia?"

Although Marco Polo always comforted himself by saying that those who achieve great things do not care about trivial matters, the scene before him was beyond his imagination.

Compared with the subsequent intense actions and intentions that were about to be revealed, her original intention when she came here seemed much simpler.

The plan to simply create an atmosphere of intimacy between the two seems to have failed.

Because she was still in shock, she was gasping for breath, and her breasts were shaking like a frightened little rabbit. It took her a long time to calm down.

"You...you know me?"

That's so familiar, Zhou Xuan thought to himself.

In the plot he originally came into contact with, Marco Polo, a good girl, was portrayed as a funny character similar to the Red Spider.

As the production crew let themselves go, there were so many embarrassing scenes. It was hard for Zhou Xuan not to know about it.

But it would not be appropriate to say it truthfully. Looking at the girl's slightly surprised face, Zhou Xuan changed his mind.

"Of course, Marco Polo was an important core figure in the Sardinian Empire.

"He has great strength, and always takes the lead in every battle. He has left a strong and colorful figure in every battle. Who in the world doesn't know him?"

"To be honest, I have been in a relationship with you, Miss Marco Polo, for a long time."

He took great pains to explain, and at the same time, Zhou Xuan did not hesitate to praise her, and told her whatever he thought of.

She was blown away by all the cotton candy flattery and she didn't even bother to pursue the responsibility for being frivolous with her.

"I have to say, you have good taste." Marco Polo folded his arms and smiled with his head raised.

"No wonder you have achieved what you have today. Just from the perspective of judging people, you are much better than Veneto and the others."

Although Marco Polo squinted his eyes, he proudly expressed his recognition of Zhou Xuan.

I don't know why, but there are always unknown tears about to burst out.

Having been denied for so long in the Sardinian camp, she hadn't heard such words in a long time.

Even if it was just flattery, it was invaluable to Marco Polo at this moment.

So she didn't care about keeping a distance. Since her beauty trap failed, but she found Zhou Xuan as she wished, she might as well get straight to the point.

"Pineapple has been wandering for half his life and has never met an ally. If you don't abandon me, I am willing to recognize you as my commander, and I only ask that you can help me."

As if he was talking about something extremely important, Marco Polo quickly closed the distance between them.

Being so close, Zhou Xuan could see her face clearly, especially the teardrop mole on her face, which made him unable to resist the urge to taste it.

Zhou Xuan suppressed his impulse and asked.

"Is this why you're here? What do you want me to help you with?"

In her opinion, not refusing was the best response. Hearing this, Marco Polo responded quickly.

"In the face of the general trend, everyone and every faction must follow the trend. The Sardinian Empire is no exception. It will soon join the Azur Lane organization."

"It's just that the power of the Sardinian Empire must be reshuffled."

"Veneto and Littorio are not up to the task, and now I am the only one who can make Sardinia great again."

"And their power is deeply rooted. In this regard, I need your support to help me take the top position."

"Of course, I won't let you do this in vain. Just think of it as a political investment in me. I will repay you after the success."

Things are different now. Zhou Xuan is no longer the young boy who just traveled through time.

He actually holds the power of Iron Blood and the Royal Family, and has unclear ties with the Iris camp. When it comes to political resources, there is probably no one in the world who has more favorable choices than him.

It was essentially a transaction, and all of Marco Polo's actions and even his original intentions were based on this purpose.

Her ambition remains unchanged and is no different from what Zhou Xuan knows. What is worth pondering is her bargaining chip.

Let's talk about it after it's done. How is such a reply different from a blank check?

At least Zhou Xuan felt that it was not very practical. In addition, based on his past impressions, he was worried about Marco Polo's abilities.

So Zhou Xuan didn't say anything and just looked at her quietly.

He frowned, squinted his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, or as if he was questioning her, in all aspects...

Chapter 207: Veneto is still arguing, Littorio is ready to run away

They chatted until late at night, and when the sun was rising, Zhou Xuan still did not directly agree to her request, but adopted a more tactful approach.

He glossed over it on the grounds that such important matters needed to be temporarily considered.

Well, life is never smooth sailing, and Zhou Xuan's answer was probably within her expectations.

Although Marco Polo felt disappointed, he was actually okay. He picked himself up again and thought that if one time was not enough, he could try a few more times.

Marco Polo was quite certain that given his charm, Zhou Xuan would sooner or later be unable to resist and agree.

"By the way, Veneto and the others will be here in a little while. Do you want to go and greet them together?"

The moment he walked out of the restaurant, Marco Polo's original ambitions were once again disrupted by Zhou Xuan's words.

She curled her lips, looking reluctant.

"You are the master of the port area. You should just go and face this kind of thing... Why ask me?"

Zhou Xuan thought about it and agreed.

After all, she left the team and came to the port area early during the voyage. If you think about it carefully, the relationship between them is indeed not very good.

"Okay, I'll go to the dock. I've had someone arrange a room for you. You haven't slept all night, so go back and take a nap."

"I'll go talk to Veneto and the others first, and I'll tell you if there are any changes later."

Without any compulsion, all of Zhou Xuan's arrangements were based on the best considerations of the current situation.

But Marco Polo was a fickle person. After walking a few steps on the way back, he turned back and walked shoulder to shoulder with him.

"Forget it. I'll go with you when I have nothing to do. You should take this opportunity to take a closer look and see the huge difference between me and them."

Marco Polo's words were serious and he always emphasized the differences between the three people, which made Zhou Xuan almost believe it.

But when they actually met and spent time with her, Zhou Xuan felt that it was not as exaggerated as she said.

The overall look is still familiar to me, Veneto and Littorio.

"Hmm, you are the commander who has gained great fame recently, right? After meeting you today, I can see that you are indeed extraordinary."

"Let me introduce myself for now. I am the second ship of the Vittorio Veneto class - Littorio, one of the most powerful battleships in the Mediterranean."

"It's a rare nice day, so please smile for me, Commander."

"Compared to other solemn expressions, a smile suits your face better~"

Although she is a woman, Littorio behaves in a very gentlemanly manner.

As soon as she finished speaking, she took the initiative to lift Zhou Xuan's hand and gently left a soft lip print on the back of his hand.

Seeing Littorio's expression, Veneto, who was standing nearby, came forward with an expectant look on his face.

"I am Veneto, the flagship of the Sardinian Empire. Commander, please give me your guidance."