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

Franklin strode in with light steps, but continued to tease relentlessly, "Hehe, the Commander seems quite interested in this part of me?" She deliberately puffed out her chest, the marshmallow rising and falling slightly under her disguise, her tone tinged with a hint of mockery.

"Ahem..." Li Wei was taken aback by her blunt words. He walked behind his desk and sat down, trying to change the subject. "Let's sit down and talk. Don't stand."

However, Franklin clearly had no intention of letting him off the hook. Leaning against the edge of the table, she squeezed her marshmallows together and asked with a smile, "How many did the Commander find?"

Li Wei rubbed his forehead, pretending to recall seriously: "Um... one."

"Is it... this one here?" Franklin pointed to his cotton candy, a sly glint in his eyes.

Li Wei glanced at it and shook his head: "Um... no, it's a pimple on my face."

"Oh dear, then Commander will have to take a closer look~" Franklin chuckled, then suddenly leaned down and got closer, "I have one here too, you know?"

Her movements were completely undisguised; she even directly removed her disguise, revealing the hidden beauty mark near the core module.

Li Wei was taken aback, then looked at her with a wry smile: "You... you just tore open the core module?" He had to admit that her camouflage design was indeed convenient, with the right balance of tightness and looseness, which could both conceal and reveal at any time.

Franklin straightened up, put his hands on his hips, and smiled even more brightly: "Commander, if you want to look, then look boldly~ I won't mind."

Li Wei raised an eyebrow, deciding not to stand on ceremony any longer. He patted the table and pointed to the seat next to him: "You little fire-starter... come here and stand next to me."

"Hmm~" Franklin responded, walking briskly to his side, the stern of the boat swaying slightly, as if eagerly awaiting something.

Li Wei glanced at her, a slight smile playing on his lips, then extended a finger and plunged it deep into Franklin's core module. His movements were swift and precise, tinged with a hint of probing, as he whispered, "Let me see where it is."

"Well……"

Franklin's body trembled violently, the bow of the ship opened slightly, and a low sob escaped her lips. Her hands involuntarily gripped the edge of the table, her knuckles turning white from the force, and a hint of bewilderment flashed in her lake-blue eyes.

The girl bit the bow of the ship, trying to steady her breathing, but couldn't hide the rising heat within her: "Commander... this test came a bit suddenly..."

"Suddenly?" Li Wei chuckled softly, his fingers gently stirring inside her core module with a slow but powerful rhythm. "I think you were prepared all along."

His fingers explored deftly, each insertion like a precise shot fired straight at her vitals. A fine layer of sweat quickly beaded on Franklin's deck, and the cotton candy rose and fell with her breath, swaying gracefully like a ship being battered by waves.

"Hmm... Commander's fingers... are amazing..."

Franklin's voice became low and trembling, tinged with shyness and anticipation.

Her core capsule tightly enveloped Li Wei's fingers, and as the rhythm quickened, her body involuntarily trembled slightly.

The feeling of being shattered surged over her like a tidal wave. She bit the bow of the boat, trying to grasp the last shred of reason, but her body's reaction honestly betrayed everything.

Li Wei's movements gradually quickened, and his finger attacks became more intense. Each penetration was like a heavy shot fired from a main cannon, pushing Franklin to his limit.

Her core was completely breached, like a ship hit and gradually losing its ability to resist. A series of suppressed groans escaped from the bow, and the ship slid slightly against the table, like a defense line about to be breached.

"Commander...I...I can't take it anymore..."

Franklin's voice was broken and intermittent, tinged with helplessness.

Finally, after a deep exploration by Li Wei, her core chamber suddenly contracted, and she was like a ship that had been wrecked, letting out a high-pitched groan. The first orgasm of being breached swept over her like a tidal wave.

Her body slumped on the table, her breathing rapid and disordered, her face still flushed, and her eyes glazed over as she looked at Li Wei.

"You passed the first test so easily?" Li Wei pulled his finger out, looking at his "achievement" with satisfaction, his tone tinged with a hint of mockery. "Looks like your stamina is pretty good."

Franklin, panting heavily, struggled to sit up, a defiant glint in his lake-blue eyes: "Commander... don't get cocky, this is just the beginning."

She adjusted her posture, stood up straight again, and raised the stern slightly, assuming a fighting stance. "Let's try again. I won't be defeated so easily."

Li Wei raised an eyebrow, looking at her with interest: "Oh? Then try again."

He extended his finger again, this time with a more direct and swift attack, heading straight for her core. Franklin's body had just recovered from the first attack and was not yet fully healed when she faced a new round of combat.

"Ugh... Commander... what you're doing..."

Franklin was interrupted by the rhythm of Levi's fingers before he could finish speaking. His movements were more practiced than before, each penetration precisely touching her sensitive spot, like a cannon firing continuously, showing no mercy.

Franklin's core was breached again, and that familiar heat surged up rapidly. She tried to resist, but found that her body had already succumbed to the sensation.

"Commander...it's too fast...I..."

Her voice grew softer and softer, and a series of weak groans escaped from the bow of the boat.

The marshmallow heaved violently, and beads of sweat appeared on the deck. The whole person felt like a ship being swept by a storm, swaying precariously.

Li Wei's fingers never stopped, the rhythm getting faster and faster, until the final, fierce impact. Franklin's body suddenly stiffened, the core compartment contracted violently, and the second, intense climax hit like a tsunami.

"what--!"

Franklin let out a long groan and collapsed completely onto the table, his breathing erratic.

Her lake-blue eyes were half-open, her face flushed, and a satisfied smile played on her lips. She took a while to catch her breath before managing to speak: "Commander... this test of yours... was too harsh... I give up."

Li Wei withdrew his finger, leaned back in his chair, and smiled as he looked her over: "Two breaks, it seems you have some adventurous spirit after all." He paused, then added, "However, next time you'll have to hold on a little longer, otherwise this record won't be exciting enough."

Franklin waved his hand weakly, his voice tinged with a hint of coquetry: "Commander... let me rest for a while... but next time I'll definitely show you my true strength."

"Really."

"Of course~"

She struggled to sit up, straightened her disguise, and a sly glint flashed in her eyes. "I'll just write this down in my adventure log for now. Next time we fight, I won't let you break through so easily!"

Chapter 491 Mogador's Odor Therapy

"Commander, welcome to experience it~"

We call it the "Letters from Deep Valley Project."

The afterglow of the setting sun spilled into the inpatient department of the port area, and the soft light shone through the windows, casting dappled shadows on the white walls.

Li Wei stood in the center of the hall, looking around, and heard the cheerful greetings of the ship girls.

He paused for a moment, then turned to look at the several ship girls standing tall and proud beside him, and asked in confusion, "Fukaya Letter? Why is it called that?"

"Ha ha……"

One of the ship girls covered her mouth and chuckled softly, her voice clear and slightly teasing. The other ship girls also straightened up, their cotton candy-like figures peeking out from under their disguises, exuding a silent allure.

They said in unison, "Does the Commander really not know?"

Li Wei's gaze unconsciously wandered over them. From this angle, their curvaceous figures did indeed resemble deep valleys, hiding countless secrets waiting to be explored.

He coughed lightly to conceal the subtle fluctuations in his heart, and nodded, saying, "Alright, I think I understand. Then let me experience this so-called Deep Valley Letter Project."

The ship girls exchanged a smile, a sly glint in their eyes, before scattering to get busy with their own tasks.

Li Wei was led to a consultation room in the inpatient department, with a sign on the door that read "Regular Check-up Room".

Upon entering, a faint smell of disinfectant wafted through the air. The room was simply yet warmly furnished, with a white medical bed in the center, surrounded by basic medical equipment. Standing beside the bed was Mogador.

Mogador was dressed in a nurse's uniform, her long, wisteria-colored hair shimmering softly under the light, her purple pupils radiating a fanatical intensity. She wore a black nurse's cap and a black face mask, revealing only her bright, expressive eyes.

She was breathing slightly heavily, her voice coming from behind her mask, tinged with a hint of coquettishness: "Haahaha?... Commander, it's time for your regular check-up... Ah? Let Mogador give you a proper full-body check-up...?"

Looking at her like this, Li Wei couldn't help but laugh: "What's with your breathing? You're already this excited before the examination has even started?"

Mogador tilted his head, the bow of the ship beneath his mask tilting slightly upwards.

She took a few steps closer, her voice soft and slightly teasing: "Commander, this is all to give you the best treatment experience~ First, we need to start with olfactory examination to check if your scent is healthy."

As she spoke, she gently took Li Wei's hand and led him to sit down on the examination bed.

"Smell diagnosis?" Li Wei sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her with great interest. "This is the first time I've heard of this. How does it work?"

Instead of answering directly, Mogador leaned down, bringing her face close to Levi's. Her purple pupils were inches away, possessing a captivating allure that made one's heart race.

She whispered, "Commander, relax, just close your eyes."

Li Wei closed his eyes as instructed, and heard a slight rustling sound of fabric near his ear. Then, a warm breath approached the bow of his boat through his mask.

The next moment, Mogador's bow gently touched Li Wei's lips through his mask.

The thin fabric couldn't completely insulate her from her heat; instead, it added a touch of hazy excitement to the kiss.

Her breath seeped through the mask, carrying a faint sweet fragrance that mingled with Levi's breath. Levi felt a surge of heat rush up from the deck and couldn't help but whisper, "Mogador, your olfactory diagnosis is quite unique."

"Hehe, what do you think, Commander?"

Mogador's voice came from behind the mask, tinged with a hint of smugness, "Breath is an important indicator of health; I need to check it carefully."

As she spoke, she pressed the bow of the boat slightly, deepening the kiss through her mask.

Her movements were gentle and nimble, as if she were really probing something. The fabric of her mask made a subtle sound as it rubbed against each other, making Li Wei's senses even more acute.

After kissing for a while, Mogador slowly pulled away, a sly glint in his purple eyes.

She straightened up, looked down at Levi's reaction, and nodded with satisfaction: "Hmm, the Commander's aura is very healthy, but we need to check the more important parts next."

She crouched down, gently placing her hands on Li Wei's legs, and brought the bow of the ship close to his main gun through her mask.

"Wait, what are you doing...?"

Just as Li Wei was about to speak, he was interrupted by Mogador's action. Her bow was covered by a mask that concealed the main gun; the thin fabric served both as a barrier and added a unique tactile sensation.

She began to move slowly, the texture of her mask gently rubbing against the main gun, bringing waves of tingling sensation.

Leaning against the headboard, Li Wei's breathing became heavier: "Mogador, isn't your diagnosis a bit too direct?"

"Commander, this is the professional procedure!"

Mogador's voice came from behind his mask, slightly damp with breath, "I need to make sure your main gun is in good condition before I can relax."

Her pace gradually quickened, the wrapping at the bow of the boat became tighter, and the fabric of her mask was slightly deformed by her movements.

Under her control, Li Wei's main guns were constantly charging up, and the ammunition reserves were like a powder keg that had been lit, ready to explode at any moment.

“Mogador…you…”

Li Wei's voice was a little hoarse as he tried his best to remain calm. But the rising heat was becoming too much for him to handle.

Mogador didn't stop; instead, he worked even harder, his movements at the bow becoming increasingly skillful. Until the final, deep wrap, Levi could no longer restrain himself and fired the main guns, the ammunition all going into the mask.

“Hmm…” Mogador hummed softly, her mask slightly sunken due to the ammunition soaking in it. She slowly stood up, removed the mask, and looked down at the white-stained fabric, a hint of satisfaction flashing in her purple pupils.

She turned her mask inside out and put it back on, taking a deep breath as if immersing herself in the intense scent. A blush rose to her cheeks, and her voice became even more alluring: "The Commander's scent?... It's so strong... I... I can't quite hold back anymore...?"

Li Wei, panting heavily, looked at her and couldn't help but laugh: "You're really dedicated, managing to find a result even from this?"

Mogador licked the bow of the ship, his expression barely visible beneath his mask: "This is just the beginning, Commander. Next is a full-body check-up; I need to check your condition more carefully."

As she spoke, she climbed onto the examination bed and straddled Li Wei. Her disguise was lifted, revealing the hidden area of ​​the core module, where the marshmallow-like object swayed slightly under the light, radiating an alluring glow.

"A full body check? I think you just want to check my main gun, don't you?"

"Of course, Commander?"

Mogador leaned down, placing his hands on Levi's chest, his voice soft and seductive, "I want to make sure you're healthy in the most direct way."

She adjusted her posture, slowly aligning the core module with Levi's main cannon, and then gently sat down. At that moment, Levi felt a warm, enveloping sensation, and Mogador's body trembled slightly, letting out a muffled sound.

The treatment officially began.

Mogador controlled the rhythm from the woman's superior position. Her movements were fluid and powerful, and every rise and fall was like a precise treatment, hitting Li Wei's vitals.

Her core tightly enveloped the main gun, exerting an irresistible suction force. Levi leaned against the headboard, his hands gripping the middle of her hull, and whispered, "Morgador, what are you using for treatment?"

"Hmm... Commander, would you like to guess? Hmm..."

"Forget it, I'm not going to guess anymore. Anyway, it's quite comfortable."

"Hoo hoo... As long as the Commander is comfortable?..."

As Mogador responded, his purple eyes filled with a dazed look, "I need to squeeze every last drop out of you before I can draw a conclusion...?"

The girl's pace quickened, and the core module contracted more frequently, as if draining every last bit of strength from Li Wei. Cotton Candy rose and fell with her movements, a fine layer of sweat beading on the deck, her entire being swaying gracefully like a ship ablaze.

The first breakthrough came quickly.

Mogador suddenly sank, its core compartment contracted violently, and Levi's main gun could no longer be suppressed, firing all its ammunition deep into its core compartment.

"Ah?..." Mogador let out a high-pitched whistle, the ship trembling slightly, like a wrecked vessel, collapsing limply onto its commander. Her breathing was rapid and disordered, the bow beneath her mask slightly open, emitting a series of low moans.

"Tsk...you don't seem to be a very good nurse?"

"I haven't even received the test results yet, and the results have already..."

"It's not over yet, Commander?..."

Mogador regained his composure, sat up straight, and a sly glint flashed in his eyes. "Next is the inspection of the cargo hold."

She adjusted her posture, aligning the cargo hold with the main gun, and sat down again. This time, the package was tighter, giving it a different feel.

"Um……"