Azure, I am a humanoid succubus, but I am not the antidote for the ship girl

There was a snap, the sound was not heavy, but it was indeed very exciting.

Belfast crashed directly into Jiang Cheng's palm.

The feeling of thick flesh reached Jiang Cheng's mind, and he looked at his hands in disbelief.

It didn’t move? How did it get hit?

But it does feel good.

"Master, please continue. No one will know. This is a secret between Belfast and the master." Belfast did not hesitate and continued to hit.

An open secret is probably still a secret, as long as no one tells it.

Belfast tempted Jiang Cheng's inner impulse~~~~

She hoped that Jiang Cheng, as his master, could vent everything he had on her.

"Yes...I really need to punish the disobedient maid..."

Jiang Cheng gave up struggling and completely followed his heart.

He slapped his hand heavily.

clap~~~

This time the sound was extremely heavy.

Belfast couldn't help but groan.

Her fair cheeks flushed and the corners of her lips were a little wet.

Chapter 46:45. Belfast's Punishment

The white and tender stern of the ship was raised high, swaying on the sea. Although it was beaten wildly by the wind and waves, it remained strong.

Belfast's silver-white hair hid her flushed cheeks, and the elegant and perfect head maid could no longer conceal her inner desires.

At the beginning, Belfast just wanted to take the relationship with Jiang Cheng to the next level, so he teased Jiang Cheng.

Planning to overthrow the superior.

But as the waves hit her, her stern reacted strangely.

This is an unprecedented reaction.

Belfast seemed to have figured out why Sheffield was making so much noise.

All this is due to the owner.

Belfast turned to look at Jiang Cheng, his blue eyes had turned pink.

The moist lips opened slightly, and the pink tongue licked the lips.

Their lips touched each other, as if they were enduring something.

"Master...um...please continue to punish Belfast...punish her as much as you can." Belfast's stern stood high again.

The white lace armor was still wet by the waves, turning from white to transparent white.

I have to say that Belfast is the most patient ship girl Jiang Cheng has met so far. If it were Sheffield, she would probably be no longer able to do it now.

He had to make a disgusted face, roll his eyes, and stick out his stern.

"That's enough, Belfast." Jiang Cheng's warm palm moved away from the warm and slightly moist stern of Belfast.

Although he was a little reluctant, Jiang Cheng decided to stop for the time being.

It would be bad to have perfect Belfast lose the ship.

"It's okay, master. You just need to do what you want. Belfast can do whatever he wants." Belfast supported himself on the floor with his hands. The pair of armor was already pressed on the floor. There was a pool of transparent sweat on the floor. It was Belfast's work.

Belfast was obviously a little disappointed that the stern of the ship suddenly stopped shaking.

That strange feeling disappeared.

Maybe Jiangcheng is really a place with lots of drums and drums.

It gets wet as soon as you hit it....

"My thoughts??"

Jiang Cheng's palm gently touched Belfast's tall stern again.

This time there was no slapping, just a gentle touch.

The warm skin and warm palms touched each other through the cloth, feeling a little moist.

"Master, do you want to continue... Hmm~~~" Belfast let out a soft moan. Jiang Cheng's hand gently tapped Belfast's big drum, and his fingers lightly stroked her skin.

Under Belfast's expectant eyes, Jiang Cheng lifted Belfast's skirt and closed her stern.

"Huh?" Belfast was a little confused, but she concealed it very well. She just suddenly pulled back her strength, causing her body to be unable to react immediately, and the high stern of the ship suddenly pressed down.

Fortunately, Jiang Cheng put his arm around Belfast's slender waist and hugged her in his arms.

The body position changed slightly, becoming an ambiguous princess hug.

Jiang Cheng put one hand around Belfast's waist and the other hand passed under Belfast's white silk legs, with his palm gently resting on Belfast's white silk thigh.

"Master." Belfast put her arms around Jiang Cheng's neck and kissed Jiang Cheng's lips with her red lips.

The lips are tightly pressed against each other.

The master and the servant embraced each other tightly.

Dido was staring at the window in a trance, her cheeks already flushed, her beautiful rosy pink eyes full of anticipation and envy.

I really envy the close relationship between the head maid and her master...

I wish she could be like that.

Watching the two kiss, Dido also felt her mouth dry, and her pink little tongue licked her lips.

What would the owner smell like?

Will it be sweet? ? Will it be fragrant...

Dido... Dido also wants to taste her master's taste.

But can Dido really do that? Can she really kiss her master like the head maid?

Compared to the perfect head maid, Dido has no advantages at all...

The smile disappeared from Dido's face.

But her eyes suddenly widened, and her face showed a little panic.

Jiang Cheng, who was in the house, was cuddling with Belfast when he finally discovered the peeping maid outside the window.

But it seems a bit much...

While hugging Belfast's sweet and soft body, their lips were pressed tightly against each other.

The temporary break allowed Jiang Cheng to see Dido, Sirius, and Sheffield.

Sirius and Sheffield were not stupid, so they naturally thought of the window, but what they didn't expect was that Dido was one step ahead of them.

However, Dido was too absorbed in the subject and didn't notice that she and Sirius,

The eyes of several people intertwined, and Dido panicked. She bent down in fear and hid under the window.

The heart was beating loudly.

She sat down directly against the wall, her beautiful white silk legs covered in mud, her skirt opened wide, revealing a small armor that was also pure white, but without lace.

"Dido... was discovered... by the master... What should Dido do?... I hope the master doesn't hate Dido... Wuuuu..." Dido murmured softly, tears rolling down the corners of her eyes.

The hope that she had just grasped seemed to slip away from her hands again, and it was she who let it go with her own hands.

"Dido...what should I do....wuwu...Dido..."

"Don't worry, Dido. The master won't hate Dido." Sheffield patted Dido's shoulder lightly. Dido was confused and she looked up at Sheffield who suddenly appeared.

"Tsk, you were too absorbed in watching, it's normal that you didn't notice. Dido has also been 'slacking off', she is indeed a scumbag master... But the head maid is playing quite fancy..." Sheffield's expression was as cold as ever, but her inner thoughts were not so cold.

Sheffield also felt an emotion called envy in his heart.

Obviously, she was the one who arrived first, but now it seems that the head maid is one step ahead of her, which is a bit regrettable.

But the second one is not unacceptable.

What Sheffield didn't know was that she wasn't second at all, someone else had already gotten there.

The man was none other than Sirius, who was observing carefully while holding a drum.

Her expression was extremely serious, not just peeking, Sirius was learning.

Learn Belfast, how to make your host happier and more pleased.

What postures, what movements, the duration of kissing, how high to raise the drum, these are all the knowledge she needs to learn!

"Um... like this... um..." Sirius was as serious as a college student about to take an exam.

"It's really different..." Sheffield looked at Sirius, then at Dido, and sighed.

These sisters are quite contrasting.

"What should I do...what should I do...what should Dido do..." Dido's negative emotions took shape again.

"What an idiot." Sheffield whispered a few words into Dido's ear, and Dido's mood instantly turned from cloudy to sunny.

“Really…really…is this okay…” There was light in Dido’s eyes again.

Chapter 47:46. It’s so simple, why don’t you do it well?

Belfast walked out of Jiang Cheng's room with a flushed face.

Sirius and the other two also watched a good show.

Under Sheffield's guidance, Dido also had her own ideas.

Everyone has a bright future.

.......

Royal Headquarters.

Castle hall.

Elizabeth sat alone on the throne that belonged to the Queen, with her beautiful legs in white silk stockings pressed together.

There was a hint of weariness in her lake-blue eyes, and she stared absentmindedly at the empty hall, as if she was recalling something.

As the queen of her subjects, she was unable to save her subjects and could only allow the virus to break out in her loyal subjects.

First it was her loyal head maid Belfast, then Dido, Sirius...even Sheffield left.

King George V, hatred...

One by one, they left her, the Queen.

Elizabeth felt lonely.

"Why not me? I will not allow you to leave me..." When she was alone, Elizabeth no longer maintained the elegance that belonged to a queen.

She became more and more lonely.

Why didn't I get infected...

Elizabeth sighed softly, and her face looked even more lonely.

She grasped the scepter that symbolized the queen, but subconsciously let go.

The repeated separations made Elizabeth begin to doubt herself and wonder whether she was really qualified.

Before the virus appeared, she could proudly admit that she was a perfectly qualified queen.

But after the virus appeared, she began to realize that she was not so qualified. She could only watch and could do nothing.

Once doubt arises, it cannot be eliminated, even if the person questioning is yourself.

Elizabeth could not escape the feeling of powerlessness and deep self-blame.

This was the first time she felt her own uselessness.

Knock knock knock, there was a knock on the door. Elizabeth withdrew her gaze, adjusted her emotions slightly, and grasped the scepter that belonged to her.

"come in."