I'm in the azure sky, and I have an anti-fraud app.

Agano grinned triumphantly, her skirt billowing out like a blooming flower, bells jingling. "Punishment is fine too~, I'm the Commander's little devil, I'll be punished by the Commander with his main cannon... Eeya!"

"Commander, you can't give up halfway tonight, I'm still waiting for your main gun to fill my core compartment."

Li Wei pulled her close and hugged her tightly, rubbing her cotton candy-like skin with his palm before sliding down to caressing her instep: "You'd better try to protect your core cabin first. If you can't, don't blame me for taking over your cargo hold too."

"Leave it all to the Commander~" The sheer volume of the core compartment filled with main guns made Agano dizzy: "Commander, Agano will accept anything today~"

Chapter 450 Laba Porridge in Ding'an

In the kitchen of Donghuang Port District, the warmth of Laba Festival surged like a tide, so strong that it made one's heart beat faster.

The stove fire had been burning for some time, and the kitchen was filled with colorful ingredients. Red dates, lotus seeds, and longans emitted a faint sweet aroma on the cutting board.

A large pot of porridge stood on the stove, its steam rising and creating a mouthwatering aroma that warmed the entire space.

Ding An stood in front of the stove, her sexy red cheongsam tightly wrapped around her slender hull. The high-slit design of the dress ran from the middle of the hull to the stern, revealing the scenery inside the boat.

Li Wei stood behind the girl, and from his height and angle, he could see Ding'an's cotton candy swaying with her movements, as if it were about to jump out of her cheongsam at any moment.

Ding'an's hair was styled in a high bun, with a few strands of black hair falling on her fair and slender neck, making her skin appear as smooth as porcelain, revealing a straightforwardness and generosity unique to Donghuang ship girls.

"Commander, the key to making Laba porridge is controlling the heat; you have to control it precisely to get the best flavor."

Ding An turned to look at Li Wei, her voice full of confidence. Although her cooking skills were not as good as Long Wu's, the little chef, they were still better than most of the ship girls.

Li Wei supported Ding An's cotton candy from the side: "Does Ding An intend to assign someone to cook all the Laba porridge for Donghuang?"

Ding An put down the wooden spoon, put her hands on her hips, and the hem of her red cheongsam lifted with the movement, revealing her calves covered in white stockings. The stockings shimmered delicately under the light, outlining her long, white, and smooth curves.

"Yes, Longwu has been a bit busy lately, so I'll have to leave this to him."

Ding An deliberately lifted her foot and tapped it on the ground. The crisp sound of her high heels echoed in the kitchen as her toes were slightly raised, as if testing the commander's gaze.

Ding An raised an eyebrow at Li Wei, unabashedly offering a tempting invitation: "I invited you over to cook porridge together, not so you could just stare at my cotton candy in a daze~"

"Then what am I supposed to do here?" Li Wei continued playing with the cotton candy without stopping. "I can't cook porridge, so I can only cheer you on from here."

"Commander, really~" Ding An leaned back, letting the commander's main gun rest inside her jelly: "Since you can't cook porridge... how about I offer some help within my power?"

"Help within our capabilities?"

Ding An scooped out a small bowl of porridge, placed it on the table beside him, and then pulled the commander to sit facing him: "Commander, please help me taste it and see how it tastes, and whether it needs any adjustments?"

Li Wei wanted to reach for the spoon, but saw that Ding An had already scooped up some porridge with a small spoon and handed it to him—clearly meaning he wanted to feed him by hand.

Meanwhile, the struggle under the table didn't stop. Ding An lifted her foot and lightly rubbed it back and forth in the commander's palm, the sound of her stockings rubbing together subtly and alluringly. Her toes deftly drew a circle in his palm, as if deliberately teasing him.

While struggling to hold onto the stern of the boat, Li Wei drank Laba porridge from Ding'an.

"Commander, which smells better, my jailer or the Laba porridge?"

Ding An raised her other foot, her soft, silk-stockinged foot gently pressing down on his main gun.

The slits of the cheongsam-like design became increasingly open with each movement, revealing glimpses of the edge of the core module, carrying a hint of steam from the sea.

"Is that even a question? The Ding'an I know isn't a girl who lacks confidence in winning against Laba porridge."

"Hum..."

Ding'an pushed the bowl of porridge aside and sat down in the commander's lap. The girl's soft cotton candy nestled against Li Wei, and a warm touch could be felt through the thin cheongsam.

"Since the commander thinks it tastes better, then perhaps..."

Li Wei: "Go check that bowl of porridge, see if there's anything left in it?"

"Hmm?" Ding'an was a little confused, but she still obeyed. She lay on the table, carefully examining the bowl of porridge, unaware that she had actually fallen into the commander's trap.

The red paint was peeled off onto the jelly, completely exposing her long, white stockings. One of her high heels was still hanging from her toes, swaying with her movements.

"Commander, why can't I find the thing I left behind?"

"Heh, you neglected to protect the core module."

Li Wei's main guns had found their target, and this position was perfect for in-depth communication. The ship girl's "carelessness" left him with a clear path ahead, and nothing could stop his attack.

"Commander...you're really cunning...hmm~"

"It's your fault~" Li Wei pressed down on Ding An's jelly, his attack becoming faster and faster: "When you first invited me, you already knew what was going to happen today, right?"

“Hmm…I did think of that…but…” Ding’an turned back and gave him a coquettish glare: “I didn’t expect the Commander to…act so unpredictably…”

Li Wei easily destroyed Ding'an's core module: "Hehe, if I played by the rules, how could I possibly outsmart you?"

Ding An was already slumped onto the table: "I...I don't have any tricks up my sleeve..."

"I only invited the commander to...cook Laba porridge~, but the commander got lustful upon seeing my beauty, and I couldn't resist, so in the kitchen... ouch!"

The cargo hold was bombarded by the main gun again, interrupting Ding'an's words, leaving him unable to finish the sentence.

"By what?" Li Wei replied arrogantly, "Say it again, I didn't hear you clearly."

He spoke faster and faster, his attacks so intense that Ding'an couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Ding An rolled her eyes, having been defeated once again.

……

The only cheongsam was a battle-damaged version, so Ding'an had to rely on a pair of high heels to complete the last bit of camouflage on the ship.

The girl finally remembered that she was cooking Laba porridge, so she quickly turned off the heat and stirred it with a spoon.

"Commander, this has been going on for too long... the porridge has become too thick."

"Wouldn't thick porridge be better?"

Ding An rolled her eyes, lifted her foot and stomped on his leg. The stockings felt soft and smooth to the touch. She ran her toes along his leg and said, "The Laba porridge is done this time. Next time... let me think. What does the Commander want to do?"

"What we do isn't important." Li Wei just smiled. "As long as we're doing it together with Ding'an, that's enough."

"Commander's words are so sweet~" Ding An buried her head down: "Let me taste it, did Commander eat honey?"

Li Wei sat lazily in his chair and replied, "It's all because the porridge cooked in Ding'an is sweet... Wait, what do you want to try?"

"...Shouldn't you be tasting my lips? Why are you tasting the muzzle of the main gun right away?"

Ding An looked up: "Hmph... Commander, I think it's sweeter and tastier here~"

Chapter 451 King George V's Tasting of Snacks

"Commander, please use it."

King George V turned slightly to the side, elegantly raising his hand to indicate the dazzling array of pastries on the table, his tone filled with warmth and anticipation, "These are my favorite kinds of pastries, and I hope the Commander will like them too."

She sat gracefully on an exquisite mahogany chair, her long golden hair gleaming softly in the afternoon sunlight. A faint smile played on her lips, but her gaze remained fixed on the commander opposite her, filled with anticipation.

The table was covered with all kinds of royal snacks, and the delicate porcelain plates were filled with pastries that exuded a faint milky aroma. The air was filled with a sweet yet refreshing fragrance.

Ever since the news of the commander cooking Laba porridge with the ship girls spread throughout the port, the ship girls have been as if they've discovered a new continent, finding all sorts of excuses to invite the usually busy commander to their rooms for a get-together.

Especially today, King George V's excuse was particularly grand—to sample the royal New Year's snacks. On the surface, it was about tasting the treats, but both men present knew perfectly well that this was just another layer of meaning beneath the pretense.

“This is…” Li Wei’s gaze fell on a “pancake” in his hand that was several inches larger than his palm. He frowned slightly, clearly puzzled.

King George V smiled gently, rose and approached, his skirt swaying slightly with each step, exuding an air of aristocratic composure.

She leaned down, her fingertips lightly touching the "scones," her voice soft yet tinged with pride: "These are scones. They're simple to make, but taste amazing, and are one of my favorite snacks. I often have them with afternoon tea, one bite at a time, and I can easily eat a whole basket by myself."

As she spoke, the mature woman raised her eyes, her moist gaze fixed on Li Wei. The cotton candy on her chest stood out, providing a backdrop and a milky aroma for the scones in Li Wei's hands.

Li Wei looked down at the scones in his hand. The brownish-yellow crust gave off a baked aroma, but the scones were surprisingly large, looking more like bread than "biscuits".

His lips twitched, and he couldn't help but look up at George: "You mean... you can eat this one in one bite?"

“Of course.” King George V nodded without hesitation. Seeing a hint of disbelief in Levi’s eyes, she narrowed her eyes slightly, her smile deepening. “If you don’t believe me, I’ll demonstrate it to the Commander right now, shall I?”

“Okay.” Li Wei raised an eyebrow and handed over the scone he was holding, his tone slightly teasing. “Then eat this one I have. Here you go.”

A sly glint flashed in George V's eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, she lowered her head and swallowed a mouthful of Levi's finger along with it.

As she took a bite of her scone, her lips brushed lightly against his fingertips, a gentle yet deliberate gesture.

Li Wei was stunned for a moment, only to feel a warmth and moisture on his fingertips. It seemed that George's tongue was still swirling around his fingertips, treating them like popsicles, licking them back and forth like a greedy cat.

King George V looked up, chewing on a scone, but with an expression of complete nonchalance on his face, as if his actions were merely a casual gesture.

"Commander, you should try one too, it's really delicious." She swallowed the scones, licked her lips, and smiled naturally, but her tone carried a hint of seduction.

Li Wei stared at her for a long time before finally picking up a scone and taking a bite. The crispy crust combined with the soft interior, and the subtle creamy aroma spread across his tongue—it tasted really good.

The royal maids' skills are beyond question; as long as the ingredients and recipes are up to standard, the finished product will never disappoint. Li Wei chewed a few bites and nodded, "Hmm, it's really not bad."

“It seems the Commander is quite satisfied with the scones.” King George V placed his hands on the table, leaned forward slightly, and showed a relieved smile on his face, as if he had finally found a kindred spirit. “Those ship girls always think these things are too big and take up too much space. I think they have to be this big to be delicious. Otherwise, it’s not satisfying to eat them at all.”

As she spoke, her gaze intentionally or unintentionally drifted toward the commander's main gun, her eyes holding a hint of something profound.

Li Wei naturally noticed her gaze, and couldn't help but cough lightly, realizing that there was another meaning hidden in her words.

Before he could reply, King George V had already picked up another pastry from the table and handed it to him. This pastry was also quite large, with fine biscuit crumbs sprinkled on top and a subtle fruity aroma emanating from underneath.

“Commander, try this one too.” She handed the pastry to Levi, her tone tinged with excitement. “This is called milk shortbread. There’s a layer of fruit under the cookie crumbs, and the overall texture is fantastic.”

Once food was mentioned, George V seemed to open up completely, talking non-stop with her eyes shining, looking exactly like a foodie who was obsessed with delicious food.

Li Wei took the milk crisp, looked down at it, and asked in confusion, "Milk crisp? Where's the milk?"

“Heh heh, under the cookie crumbs—or somewhere else.” King George V chuckled, leaning closer, almost touching Levi’s shoulder, the scent of cotton candy emanating from his uniform becoming more pronounced.

“Commander, you’ll know once you try a few more bites. I also have a hidden way to enjoy it, so we can both enjoy it at the same time. Would you like to try it?” She winked, her tone full of temptation.

Li Wei raised an eyebrow, intrigued: "Oh?"

Without saying much, King George V picked up a piece of shortbread and put it in her mouth. After chewing it a few times, she suddenly leaned forward and kissed the commander.

Her movements were bold and skillful, the sweet aroma of the buttery pastry lingering on her lips as she transferred the chewed pastry to him. Li Wei felt a warm, sweet sensation spread in his mouth, mingled with the scent of King George V, even more enticing than the buttery pastry he had eaten alone before.

"Well……"

They didn't separate until they were almost suffocating. Li Wei swallowed the mixture in his mouth that he couldn't tell if it was milk custard or their love. His fingers naturally climbed onto the marshmallow and gently kneaded it.

King George V licked his lips and smiled innocently: "Commander, I don't think I need to introduce this one, do I? Yorkshire Pudding."

She pointed to the third extra-large dessert on the table and said in a light tone, "You can add your own toppings to the pudding here. Whether it's chopped nuts, fruit pieces, or chocolate sauce, it's all up to the Commander's preference."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly stood up and knelt before Li Wei. Her intention was all too clear. Li Wei looked down and saw her pick up a warm Yorkshire pudding and gently place it on his main gun.

The warmth and sweet aroma of the pudding slowly rose. George V glanced up at her, a slight smile playing on his lips, before lowering his head to lick it. His movements were meticulous and focused, his tongue swirling around the muzzle, sending a shiver down her spine.

Levi's Adam's apple bobbed, and his hand involuntarily pressed down on her head. King George V uttered a series of muffled sounds: "Mmm, mmm... (Commander, this pudding tastes better)"

Li Wei not only didn't let go, but instead increased the pressure until, a few minutes later, the pudding and the ammunition filled her throat.

Levi then released his grip. King George V raised his head, panting as he swallowed the mixture in his mouth, then wiped his lips and asked with a smile, "Commander, how are you feeling?"

Li Wei glanced down at her, his tone calm but with a hint of teasing: "It looks like it should taste pretty good, but I haven't actually tasted it yet."

King George V paused for a moment, then understood his meaning, a sly glint in his eyes: "Well... there's another way to eat it, come on, Commander~"

She stood up, picked up a new pudding, and this time pressed it onto her marshmallow. Her fair skin blended with the color of the pudding, adorned with bits of jam and chocolate sauce, making it look even more tempting.

Li Wei bent down and took a bite. The sweetness of the pudding combined with its warmth created a unique flavor. Especially the two prominent parts, which had a wonderful texture when swirled in her mouth.

"commander……"

"Delicious," he commented briefly.

"This time, the question isn't about whether it tastes good or not..." King George V smiled frankly. "What I want to ask this time is the Commander's guess about the last item to be tasted."

Li Wei had already pushed the main gun into the core compartment: "You're already like this, is there any need to guess?"

"Hmm, Commander is really clever~"

“Next is the last item for this tasting.” King George V simply lay down on the table, her body relaxed, her posture languid and alluring. She gently patted her side and gave Levi a meaningful look.

"Commander, please~"

Chapter 452 The Literary Girl Carducci Seems to Be...

"Is the next batch of ship girls from Sardinia?" Levi looked at the report in his hand. "Let me see..."

"Raphael, Major Baraka, Bartolomeo Colleoni, Giosué Carducci... Hmm, the forces in the port have been strengthened again."

Veneto sat on the sofa opposite Levi, her long, white eyes swaying, smacking her lips as she looked at the food on the table: "The four ship girls have already attached their reports at the back. Commander, you can flip to the back if you want to see them."