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

But no one expected that when the atmosphere was created just right, he would suddenly make a sharp turn and end with a humorous ending.

For a moment, everyone was laughing so hard that they were shaking with laughter. Joking words were thrown at him one after another, almost drowning him.

In the end, it was the gentle and considerate Richelieu who pulled him in time, and the two of them left their seats and came to the corner of the hall.

"Phew, I was almost overwhelmed by everyone's enthusiasm. Fortunately, I have you, Richelieu."

"You speak so complacently, aren't you afraid that I am also up to no good?" Richelieu was in a good mood and deliberately teased him.

Her question really hit the mark. A trace of embarrassment flashed across Zhou Xuan's face, but he quickly changed into another expression.

He then looked a little embarrassed, biting his upper lip lightly, his eyes evasive, and then, as if he had made some important decision, he resolutely opened his arms.

"If Richelieu really had that idea, given your personality, I would be in big trouble, right?"

"In that case, I won't make any more meaningless struggles. Just be gentle."

Fate is indeed indescribable. I still remember that when we met, we were so reserved even when talking to each other.

In just a few days, the two of them got along so well that they could even make dirty jokes without any grudges, which made Richelieu smile sweetly.

A silver bell-like laughter came leisurely, lingering in Yu Zhouxuan's ears. When the smile faded, Richelieu forced himself to put on a different expression and patted his shoulder unhappily.

"You just love to talk nonsense. I'm talking to you seriously."

"Okay, okay, Bishop Richelieu, please speak~"

"Do you remember what I told you before?"

"According to our Iris custom, after Christmas, we pray to God for the results of our gains and losses over the past year."

"My previous proposal was ill-considered and I didn't take into account the feelings of the other ship girls and you. This time I want to... go alone with you."

"I just don't know if you'd like to join me?"

Richelieu spoke slowly, with an uneasy heart secretly observing Zhou Xuan's every move, every frown and smile.

At this point, her thoughts were clear. The so-called prayer was just an excuse. What she really wanted was to break the last barrier between her friends and get closer to Zhou Xuan.

However, she had no idea in her heart. Even though she was of noble status, she was just a young girl. She was really afraid that Zhou Xuan would give a different answer.

Fortunately, those accidents never happened, and Zhou Xuan agreed without saying a word.

When their eyes met, his appearance was reflected in hers. He looked so resolute and firm, which matched her feelings....

Chapter 219: If you just go ahead and knock on me, my sister won’t be able to handle it.

Just like the New Year’s Eve in Donghuang, after this day, things start to get busy.

Among them, going to church to pray is the one that they value most, and this year's harvest is really special.

Therefore, even if they are not interested in such supernatural things, most ship girls still choose to make an appointment to fulfill a wish.

This means that tomorrow and even in the next few days, the church will be packed with people, Richelieu thought to himself.

That night, after returning from the banquet hall, she couldn't fall asleep and kept thinking about this problem.

She was wondering if Zhou Xuan was asleep now. If so, when would be the best time to go?

The girl's mind was in a state of confusion, and her body tossed and turned on the bed.

Richelieu held his cell phone quietly, waiting for a long, long time, before finally making a decision at the moment before dawn.

Since there were bound to be crowds of people and fierce competition during the day, she might as well take them by surprise and go there ahead of time with Zhou Xuan.

A natural pragmatist and in a hurry, Richelieu set off without stopping after agreeing on a time and place.

When Zhou Xuan arrived, it was already ten minutes later.

It was dark, and he could clearly see Richelieu from a distance through the lights in the night.

It was still the familiar outfit, an exquisite beige dress paired with a pair of bright red stockings.

The overall style remains unchanged, but unlike before, Richelieu's face seems to have some extra makeup, looking pink and tender, which makes him unable to help but be moved.

"You're here." When Zhou Xuan approached, Richelieu spoke under the lamp. She looked at Zhou Xuan who hurried over quietly, with a faint smile on her lips.

"I'm sorry for suddenly moving up the time. When I returned to the dormitory, I remembered that as a bishop, my prayers must be completed before others."

An apology followed by a brief explanation, and then no more extra reasons, seemed not to be well prepared.

Of course, this is also in line with Richelieu's usual capable demeanor. Zhou Xuan did not think too much about it and simply took her words as the main consideration.

"It will be dawn soon. By then, the church will be packed with people. Let's go now without delay."

"Which church are you planning to go to?" Zhou Xuan asked.

Which church should he go to? Richelieu certainly thought about this.

Nowadays, the floating island is connected to the royal port area. After the Chinese New Year, many ship girls have temporarily returned to the port area.

As a result, with multiple camps with the same customs stationed here, and the rebellious nuns who act as they please, the church in the Royal Port area is obviously not a good choice.

By process of elimination, the only option left for her was the Iron Blood Church.

Although we will go deep into the enemy camp, fortunately, the customs of the Iron Blood are different. If we operate properly, we may be able to achieve our goals.

It can be said that danger and opportunity coexist. Richelieu raised his eyebrows and gave his answer without hesitation.

"Let's go to the church on the floating island. It would be even better if I could see the results of your construction in Iron Blood afterwards."

Zhou Xuan nodded, and the two of them set off together, shoulder to shoulder.

After walking around for a while, we finally arrived at the church built by Tiexue.

It’s true, Richelieu really came here to pray, Zhou Xuan thought to himself.

He looked at Richelieu, who, as soon as he entered the room, clasped his hands in front of his chest, knelt on the ground and prayed earnestly, and he soon knelt down as well.

Zhou Xuan is an Oriental, so it is inevitable that he has only a vague understanding of the local customs.

Not knowing what to do, he pricked up his ears and listened carefully to Richelieu's dying whispers.

Basically, the process is the same as Donghuang's. Generally speaking, one still needs to remain sincere and tell the gods about the ups and downs of the past year and the results achieved.

Richelieu's voice was so soft, as if he didn't want him to hear it.

Not knowing the exact process, Zhou Xuan just followed his own guess and told everyone about all the good things that happened in the past year.

All of a sudden, there was no loud movement in the entire church, only whispers from each other were left in this silent and sacred occasion.

However, he was not as pious as Richelieu, and Zhou Xuan's attention was soon interrupted by the vibrating sound coming from his pocket.

If it was just a vibration once or twice, Zhou Xuan could put it aside for the time being and check it later.

But a series of text messages came at him like a bombardment, and Zhou Xuan had to read them even if he didn't want to.

So Zhou Xuan put his thoughts aside and secretly glanced at Richelieu beside him.

Seeing that she didn't respond and was still focusing on praying, he took the opportunity to secretly take out his phone and check it.

"Hey, Commander, I guess you're in the church with my sister now?"

"How far has the situation developed? Hehe, based on my understanding of my sister, I think she is still praying now."

"My sister is like that, very serious and dull."

"Don't be fooled by my sister's stern and serious face. It's actually not difficult to get along with her."

"Besides, she took the initiative to ask you out. She must have some ulterior motive. You just need to accept it calmly."

"If you really don't know what to do, then just go ahead and do it. Be direct. My sister can't stand it."

What a good sister she is! Jean Bart knows Richelieu's habits and temperament very well.

What surprised him most was the last sentence at the end.

A direct response and words that she couldn't stand instantly put Zhou Xuan in a state of being neither tense nor nervous. She wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, and felt uncomfortable.

Putting aside his thoughts, Zhou Xuan came to his senses and subconsciously turned his head to observe Richelieu's condition.

But in the next second when his gaze shifted, by some strange coincidence, their eyes met each other.

Richelieu still remained in the kneeling position, but out of curiosity, her body was moving closer to him little by little.

When their shoulders were touching, and the pair of beautiful legs wrapped in red over-the-knee stockings were quietly leaning against his thighs, Richelieu leaned his head over.

She wanted to see clearly what was on the screen, so as to take the opportunity to find out why Zhou Xuan looked so strange just now.

Unexpectedly, his reaction was quite abnormal, as if he was guilty of a crime. Before she could fully lean over, he locked the screen.

However, the darkness on the screen could not stop Richelieu from moving forward.

Finally, the two were close enough, with the little face against the big face, and as the words came out of their mouths, the hot breath lingered on Zhou Xuan's neck, making him feel itchy inside.

Chapter 220: I just want to tell you

"Is it a message from Jean Barr? What did he tell you? Can I see it?"

"They are all... just some small jokes that are not worthy of being shown on the stage. There is nothing good... to see."

He no longer responded to every request. When faced with a request, Zhou Xuan stuttered for once and couldn't even speak clearly.

He also felt that this couldn't go on.

The more nervous he became, the more curious Richelieu became, and the more he felt that he was hiding something.

After figuring this out, Zhou Xuan quickly adjusted his state and tried to remain calm.

"It's just some little jokes about men and women. You know Jean Bal's character. He's not serious when it comes to playing."

Still choosing not to take the bait, Richelieu turned his head away completely.

Going a step further, she looked at Zhou Xuan with interest with her azalea eyes, her eyes sparkling with stars.

"I want to take a look, can I? Zhou Xuan."

It can be said that when the strong woman rarely showed such a soft and cute side, she immediately grasped Zhou Xuan.

He really wanted to grit his teeth and then, just to make the beauty smile, tell those secrets openly, but in private, he still restrained his impulse.

Richelieu certainly saw this, and in order to dispel Zhou Xuan's last concern, she added a sentence.

"Why don't you let me see it? She's my sister after all. We're all family. What's there to be ashamed of?"

Zhou Xuan was finally at a loss because of his extraordinary persistence, and he sighed softly.

"Do you really want to see it?"

"determine."

"Then we have a deal. If you find anything wrong after reading this, you can't take it out on me~"

"Don't worry, I always distinguish between gratitude and resentment."

"That's fine."

After getting the guarantee and feeling relieved of most of the burden, Zhou Xuan unlocked his mobile phone and slowly handed it to Richelieu.

Holding the phone in both hands, Richelieu stood up straight. She was stunned at first when she saw it, and then she looked down, and her expression began to change drastically.

It was fine at the beginning and everything we talked about was acceptable.

But when she saw that undisguised suggestion, her originally fair and delicate little face suddenly turned red, and it was unclear whether she was angry or something.

This sudden interlude lasted for a moment.

After a long silence, Richelieu finally reacted and tremblingly stuffed the phone back into Zhou Xuan's hand.

I turned my face away and lowered my head, just wanting to pretend nothing happened.

Perhaps the impression it left on her was too deep, even after returning the phone to Zhou Xuan, those explicit words were still repeating in Richelieu's mind.

If you just go up and put it on, my sister won't be able to bear it...

Thinking of this, Richelieu's eyes secretly looked at Zhou Xuan again silently, staring at his hands, paying attention.

After spending so much time with him, she finally realized how slender Zhou Xuan's fingers were, and judging from the surface of his finger bones, they were clearly full of strength.

If they really met and pushed open the door, Richelieu felt that he would most likely not be able to resist.

In the end, perhaps, as Jean Bart said, she really couldn't bear it.

In fact, at this point, Richelieu already had the answer in his heart.