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

However, it was somewhat damaging to her self-esteem that her weakness was known to others.

She touched her hot cheeks, then looked at Zhou Xuan and pretended to sigh.

"She's so self-righteous, Jeanbal. Think about it, how long has it been since I taught her a lesson? I really miss those days."

"You said you wouldn't pursue it."

There was no kindness in his kind words, but more like the sarcastic tone of an angry person. Zhou Xuan, still frightened, hurriedly spoke.

Unexpectedly, Richelieu raised his eyebrows slowly and asked him the question even though he knew the answer.

"I said?"

"........."

Taking advantage of Zhou Xuan's speechlessness, Richelieu turned her whole body around and moved forward step by step on her knees.

When he got closer, Richelieu's hands, which had always been gentle, suddenly burst out with a powerful force and immediately pressed Zhou Xuan to the ground.

Then he turned quickly, spread his knees, raised his waist and sat on Zhou Xuan's legs.

"Yes, you are right, I did say that..."

"And I don't have any intention of pursuing you now, do I?"

Yes, instead of pursuing the matter, he changed to chasing. The hands that once held the iris flag and the Bible were now used to please the sleeping dragon.

At this point, Zhou Xuan knew exactly what Richelieu meant and was thinking.

He thought that even though he had held a high position, he could not escape the fate of being suppressed under the soft Xiangshan Mountain. Detaining and being detained became a conclusion similar to Schrödinger's theory.

However, since she is his beloved girl, let her be active or passive as she pleases, Zhou Xuanyang smiled.

And Richelieu responded with a gentle smile, and before she knew it she had changed her position, half sitting, half lying on his broad plain.

The previous restraint and seriousness are gone, and the overall effect is a lazy charm.

Richelieu moved his slender jade fingers, gently brushing the plain in front of him, quietly feeling his muscles trembling, enjoying the same fun as him, and said with a smile.

"Do you know what I just prayed to God?"

"Hmm... I think I heard a little bit. It basically expressed what you have gained in the past year."

"No, that's not quite right. That's not enough."

Richelieu shook his head, not completely denying Zhou Xuan's answer.

She did not intend to make things difficult for Zhou Xuan, because with her deliberate concealment, even if the most powerful ship girl came, she might not be able to hear her whispers, let alone Zhou Xuan who was a mortal?

So she smiled at Zhou Xuan, raised her head, glanced at the statue in the middle of the church, and finally looked at Zhou Xuan and said with deep affection.

"To me, those are actually nothing. The most important thing is your existence."

"I express my gratitude to Him. Thank you for knowing me, thank you for meeting me, and thank you for being able to spend the rest of my life with you, to stay with you, to love you, Commander."

"My commander."

Jean Bart said that Richelieu was slow and a replica of Bismarck? Judging from the current results, it is not quite the same.

But one thing is certain: when the love accumulated in private reaches a certain critical value, even the dullest person will eventually come to his senses.

So was Bismarck, and so was Richelieu.

Following suit, Richelieu expressed his feelings, and Zhou Xuan naturally could not fall behind.

He reached out his hand and pinched her cheek, then met her equally passionate gaze, and a burst of love gushed out.

"To be honest, I'm not very familiar with the prayer process. All my movements are just imitating you, so those parts always seem a little out of place."

"But I didn't try to tell God all my feelings."

"People are selfish. I won't be stupid enough to tell these important things to a third person, even if they don't exist."

"And now that the prayers are over, these important things are waiting for the moment when they see the light of day again."

"I want to tell you, will you listen, Richelieu?"

At this moment, there was no room for hesitation or indecision. His true feelings were revealed and Richelieu gave his response without even thinking.

She nodded heavily, and the tears in her eyes fell onto Zhou Xuan's chest, blooming into crystal tears.

Then I heard it.

"I like you, I love you, Richelieu."

Just like what she wished, this was exactly the answer Richelieu wanted.

Just like the last match that lights the straw, the love was ignited, and the passion between this single man and woman was completely ignited.

The whole church was crackling...

Chapter 221: Zhou Xuan riding his horse and whipping his whip and his happy cardinal

As soon as Jinfeng Yulu met, they won but countless on earth.

The stage of blending emotions and nourishing the empty valley did not last too long. When the emotions reached their deepest level and things came naturally, Zhou Xuan headed inside.

With Zhou Xuan's sudden rise, Richelieu, who was originally sitting in the upper seat, suddenly fell to the ground, and the whole body was in a half-supported and half-lying posture.

The overwhelming emotions failed to shake off her rationality, or perhaps it was just an instinctive reaction unique to lovers.

Richelieu immediately turned over, supported herself on the ground with her hands, and knelt with her back completely exposed to Zhou Xuan.

The intention is clear. Since the remaining troops are showing signs of decline, all that remains is to pick up their guns and mount their horses, galloping across the battlefield.

Soon, with the arrival of Zhou Xuan, the main general, they all prospered together. Richelieu, who was standing under him, immediately felt the joy of having his heart opened up to others.

They never moved, and they were still in the same place as before, in the hall, in front of the statue.

Zhou Xuan is an atheist, but as a ship girl, due to historical reasons and national factors, Richelieu is more or less a clergyman.

Therefore, in front of the holy image regarded as sacred by Richelieu, she could not yet come and go freely like Zhou Xuan.

She didn't even dare to scream and always tried her best to hold it in. If she really couldn't hold it back anymore, she would first apologize in her heart and then groan weakly.

Even the so-called gods are not as important as Zhou Xuan in her heart. There is no doubt that this is Richelieu's clearest understanding.

She was just thinking that if she could have the best of both worlds, it would be better to do it in another place. This way she would be able to relax her body and mind and fully cooperate with all of Zhou Xuan's actions.

This is what Richelieu thought, but there is no such thing as having the best of both worlds.

Just as she was lost in thought, her hands, which were tightly grasping the reins of Yuqiu's horse, also shifted their center of gravity as Zhou Xuan rode the horse and whipped it.

From top to bottom, across the snow-white plain, he finally grasped her wrist, changed his movements, and lifted up half of Richelieu's body that was lying on the ground.

Compared with the previous diving style of riding a horse, tightening the reins, raising the horse's head, and then stepping on the stirrups tightly, exerting force from below, seems to be able to better feel the rider's sense of power.

Even the length, depth, and dimensions were more specific and clearer in her mind than before.

It was an action she had never seen before, an experience she had never experienced before. She didn't care about anything else. Richelieu could no longer bear it and didn't even have time to put on a hypocritical show.

"Commander, this feeling is so...so strange..."

"It's hard to describe the feeling. I feel like I'm about to fly... I can't stand it anymore!!!"

Although he had lost his composure, Richelieu's chirping continued.

She said she couldn't bear it, so Zhou Xuan tried to slow down and relax his strength, making it a lot lighter.

However, if this were to happen, Richelieu felt that it was too soft, had a unique hardness, and lacked strength, and he needed to work harder.

This made Zhou Xuan helpless, and his face was full of joy, because the girl wanted both, he joked with a smile.

"Then according to Sister Li, what kind of rhythm should I maintain? Or should I do it like before?"

Richelieu retracted his tongue that had been exposed due to his absent-minded happiness, focused his eyes, and shook his head.

"I think I can go a step further. There's no need to be too sympathetic. Although I'm a woman, I'm not as fragile as you think."

"But didn't you say you couldn't stand it?"

It seemed a bit like going back on one's word, which Zhou Xuan really found strange.

He was trying to do two things at the same time, waiting for the girl to give him a detailed answer, but the next second, Richelieu couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"That's a little beyond my expectations. I thought there were so many girls in the harbor, you would understand."

"Due to some difficult things, sometimes you have to understand a girl's words in the opposite way, Commander."

"For example, I don't want it but I do. Sometimes it's not that I really can't stand it. It's possible that I'm just enjoying it and just saying nonsense casually."

"Hasn't there been any shipgirls in the port area who have expressed this to you before me?"

Listening to Richelieu's explanation, Zhou Xuan thought about it seriously.

"Hmph... I don't think it has happened before. In my memory, I've always been the one being eaten, and I can only rely on my endurance to slowly get back on track."

"Whether it was Eugen or Littorio who came later, based on their strong personalities, my ending was basically the same."

Following this conversation and based on this characteristic, I carefully analyzed and compared them one by one.

Zhou Xuan used his brain and actually caught the only exception from his memory, he said.

"But then again, Egil probably doesn't fit the characteristics you described."

"She has a forthright personality, but in some places she seems a little weak inside."

"Every time she said she would devour me completely, but every time she passed out within five minutes."

So, the ship girl who seems to be the most vicious in the port area is actually the easiest one to control in the port area?

The rather unusual answer made Zhou Xuan laugh involuntarily, and at the same time, it also greatly increased Richelieu's confidence in private.

No longer satisfied with the petty quarrels after the compromise, she began to try to arouse Zhou Xuan's desire.

Teasing with actions and joking with words had a good effect, and her brain was no longer able to think about anything else.

But somehow, she instinctively felt that during that night of love, their intercourse could be even more extreme.

There is no such thing as unprovoked stimulation. Even the teasing between lovers requires considerable external force as a medium.

So, the supreme cardinal immediately set his eyes on the statue standing high in front of him.

Instead of apologizing, he turned his head and looked at Zhou Xuan meaningfully, like a fallen angel who had abandoned God and entered the devil's realm.

"Fufufu... You look really good~ Commander."

"If it was my troublesome sister, she would have collapsed..."

"But tell me, if there really are gods in this world, what kind of punishment would they bring upon us?"

"After all, you have severely offended me, a cardinal, in front of Him~"

Following Richelieu's intentional or unintentional guidance, Zhou Xuan quickly raised his head and saw the holy image above their heads. He was stunned for a moment.

To be honest, as an atheist and too absorbed in his work, Zhou Xuan really didn't pay much attention to it.

Now that he realized it, Zhou Xuan was a little dazed.

But he never thought of ending the process hastily at the critical moment when the two were about to go to Yunshan together. Zhou Xuan still stood up and attacked fiercely.

After all, it is his port area, his territory, so he has the final say. What god can withstand a few 406mm naval guns from me?

Although he appeared to be indifferent on the surface, the situation was at a stalemate in private.

It is hard to say whether it is because Richelieu is gathered too tightly, or because the spring things in the world of the living are flourishing again. After the second evolution, there is a bit of reluctance in matching each other.

Not only that, this change also attracted a few jokes from Richelieu. She looked at Zhou Xuan tenderly with a sweet smile.

"Hehehe, if you want to come in, you have to expand your territory again~"

"Commander, Commander, it seems that you are not as honest as you seem~"

"What are you thinking about at this moment, Commander~"

"You know, when you look up at the holy image, your weakness becomes much more powerful than before."

"The current situation is beyond my expectation."

What was he thinking about? What else was he thinking about? Of course, he would think about the question she had asked before and give his own response based on it.

Zhou Xuan’s purpose was very clear. He gave up his previous posture and took Richelieu into his arms, holding her tightly.

Zhou Xuan was lying down, and Richelieu was half sitting, with the sharp tip of his spear stranded in the suddenly narrow valley after the rain.

Eventually, with the downward pull of gravity, the two became one, perfectly merged together, and became one.