I really don't have money for the ship girls.

There was no camera, but a mobile phone was enough. They found a table that could hold the phone, and Shengli pulled everyone to pose one by one. In the end, they all crowded around Yingtian. Shengli didn't care anymore and just set up burst mode. Everyone could make any expressions and movements they wanted, as long as they could take one picture.

"Brother-in-law, smile."

"He laughed."

"Smile weirdly, grin, don't squint your eyes... never mind, just keep the original expression, it looks even weirder like this."

Ying Tianzhen had an impulse to give Shengli a flick on the forehead, or like that night, to pin her down, making her limp and powerless, unable to feel smug anymore.

"Brother-in-law, why don't you and my sister kiss? It's a wedding ship after all, so a kiss isn't a big deal."

As Victory spoke, she secretly gave Glorious a thumbs up. She was a goddess with great empathy, and of course she wouldn't just be willful and sabotage others; her ability to provide assists was also top-notch.

Many people are watching, but it's not easy to refuse.

So Yingtian pulled Guanghui to sit against the backdrop of white light, then put his arm around her shoulder and kissed her smooth forehead. The whole action looked sacred and tender, and Shengli quickly snapped several photos.

Dido clasped her hands together and said enviously, "How romantic!"

"If you're envious, just go ahead and do it. Even if you make a slightly unreasonable request during the farewell, the Commander won't refuse."

The Prince of Wales gently nudged the little maid, pushing Dido into Ying Tian's arms. The scene of the two embracing was captured by Seungri.

Sirius also came up, and the two sisters took a group photo with Yingtian.

The unicorn wanted a princess carry, and Ying Tian did his best to fulfill it. To be honest, although the little sister looks petite and cute, she is actually quite heavy. It seems that the nutrition has gone to where it should.

Despite his usual physical advances and deliberate attempts at physical contact, Prince Eugen's final photo together showed him simply standing shoulder to shoulder with the camera, making a "yes" gesture.

As the Prince of Wales watched everyone take turns posing for photos with the Commander, she suddenly felt a little dazed. Everyone else was doing it for the first time, but she was already saying goodbye to the Commander for the second time. She had been able to see the Commander for the second time, received his affirmation of love, and become even more affectionate. There shouldn't be anything to be dissatisfied about, right? No, there was actually something else that bothered her, something that Victory had just reminded her of: her official status. Illustrious was a married ship, but she didn't have any official status.

"Wales, come take a picture with us."

The Prince of Wales brushed a strand of blond hair from his forehead and smiled.

"coming."

After a long and tiring process, it was quite late when Ying Tian finally finished showering and returned to his room to rest. Standing by the window, he couldn't see anything outside, but he could hear the sound of the sea.

Parting is a two-way street. While others are feeling down, how could Yingtian not feel good? Thinking about all the little things they had shared these past few days, and not knowing when they would see each other again, he felt a tightness in his chest.

However, he didn't want to show it, because parting is always inevitable. Since that's the case, he might as well show everyone the happy side and not be too sentimental, which would only make everyone more sad.

Ying Tian couldn't help but think of his last parting with the Prince of Wales. It was so sudden, and he didn't even have a way to contact him. If he hadn't had the chance to meet again later, it would probably have been a lifelong regret.

Since parting is inevitable, we should try our best to avoid regrets, even though parting itself is the biggest regret.

Thinking of this, Ying Tian suddenly realized that he had unknowingly walked to the outside of the Prince of Wales's room.

Should we go in?

Ying Tian was conflicted, but before he could come up with an answer, the door suddenly opened a crack, and a fair arm reached out, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him directly into the room.

The door closed, and Guanghui and Belfast, who had witnessed this scene from around the corner, exchanged a glance. Envy? Resentment? Bitterness?

Perhaps, it's a combination of both.

Chapter Ninety-Three: The First Time, I Want to Be On Top

What are you standing there like an idiot for?

Ying Tian looked at the Prince of Wales before her. His golden hair was slightly damp and cascading down, making him look noble and languid. It wasn't the first time she had seen him in his pure white pajamas, but every time she saw his slender figure barely covered by the thin fabric, Ying Tian couldn't help but feel her heart race.

Perhaps because it was my first love, thinking about it now, I'm not actually such a scumbag.

"I hesitated for a moment, mainly because I didn't know if you were asleep."

“Of course I wasn’t asleep.” The Prince of Wales handed Ying Tian a glass of red wine, winked smugly, and said, “I knew you would come.”

Seeing Wales' smile, Ying Tian couldn't help but smile too; this feeling of telepathy was truly wonderful.

"Is there no water?" Ying Tian took the wine glass and smelled its sour taste. He had never drunk it before, but since becoming a commander, he had been exposed to a lot of alcohol. Among them, the taste of red wine was the most difficult to accept. It tasted strange.

"Of course there's water, but are you sure it fits the current atmosphere?"

"The main problem is that I really can't get used to drinking red wine." Ying Tian took a small sip, and the sour taste made his tongue feel bitter.

"You'll get used to it after drinking more; the main thing is that you can't appreciate the taste of red wine yet."

Seeing Ying Tian's expression, the Prince of Wales chuckled and said, "Let me tell you, wine tasting is a very important skill. Apart from Ironblood who likes beer and Northern Alliance who likes vodka, almost everyone else in the garrison drinks red wine. When the time comes, everyone will pour you some. Will you drink it?"

"I won't drink it," Ying Tian said. "I'll only drink what you pour for me."

"Then everyone will be jealous of me."

Let them be jealous.

The Prince of Wales, resting his chin on his hand, said, "My commander, it's easy for you to say that. If all the sisters in the entire naval base become jealous of me, how will I be able to stay there?"

"A person who is not envied is a mediocre person... Then teach me how to appreciate wine."

The Prince of Wales raised his wine glass, opened his cherry lips towards Yingtian, and said, "You can try curling your tongue like this, and then slowly drink a little, letting the wine flow between the front and back of your tongue... to avoid tasting the sour and astringent flavors."

Ying Tian looked at Wales, but did not answer.

Watching the bright red wine leave a wet mark between the beauty's pink lips and tender tongue, and a drop slide across the tip of her tongue, past the corner of her mouth, and slowly flow down her fair neck, the contrast of white and red made Ying Tian unconsciously swallow, and his heart pounded faster and faster as if it were a drum.

"Did you understand? I'll do it again... um..."

The Prince of Wales let out a muffled groan as Ying Tian suddenly leaned in and embraced her waist. His lips, glossy pink from the wine, were captured in his mouth. The red wine, which should have had a slightly sour taste, released a fruity fragrance as it was stirred, as if the grapes had been picked and placed in a wooden barrel, releasing their sweet fructose through repeated pounding and squeezing.

"Hmm... Oh..."

The Prince of Wales gripped his wine glass tightly, but then gently set it aside, wrapped his arms around the man's broad back, and became completely absorbed in the moment.

Outside the curtains, the sound of waves crashing against the shore drifted from the sea; inside, the room echoed with muffled groans and low moans—it was after an unknown amount of time.

Ying Tian released the Prince of Wales from his embrace. The beauty's eyes were misty, her cheeks were flushed, and her rosy lips glistened with a moist sheen.

Wales gave Yingtian a charming glare: "So you came over tonight just to mess with me."

Ying Tian chuckled and said truthfully, "Actually, I didn't think too much about it. I just felt that if I didn't come, I would definitely regret it later."

"You won't regret coming here?"

"At least I made it through."

As Ying Tian spoke, he put his arm around the Prince of Wales, without making any other movements, just holding him.

“You’re our commander, so you have to consider everyone’s feelings. It’s not just you and me who will have regrets.” Wales sighed inwardly and said, “Are you really not going to Glorious’s side? She’s your married ship, and you’ve admitted it yourself.”

"If we don't go, we'll end up neglecting both sides and failing to take care of either."

"I'm not a married ship yet."

Ying Tian was silent for a moment. Although he had never thought about getting married before, he still believed that one should fall in love first, then confirm the relationship, and then propose naturally. However, he should no longer use normal ideas now.

"It's my fault," Ying Tian said. "I didn't even prepare anything, let alone give you a surprise. I still have some time tomorrow to go out and buy a ring... But to be honest, I'd rather buy it with my own money after we get back to China. It would seem more sincere. It's just that I haven't saved up much money, so I probably can't afford a big diamond ring. A small diamond might be okay, I guess. They're not that expensive, but it's not really worthy of you. I feel a bit useless..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? The ring has never been important; what matters is the vow."

As the Princess of Wales listened to Ying Tian's words in her ear, she felt her heart melt. She turned around on Ying Tian's lap to face him and reached out to stroke his cheek: "I'll take this as a marriage proposal to me. I say yes, and you're not allowed to go back on your word."

Ying Tian paused for a moment, then said, "I won't go back on my word."

"Okay, then I'll be the wedding ship."

Looking at the Prince of Wales' beautiful smiling face, Ying Tian was excited and wanted to hug her. But before he could do so, he felt her trembling hand sliding across his chest, and then the Prince of Wales pressed him down.

Riding on Yingtian's back, Wales looked at his face. At first glance, it was quite ordinary, but the more he looked, the more handsome he became. He really liked him. No matter what, he absolutely couldn't miss this opportunity again. So what if the entire garrison was jealous of him? He was the Prince of Wales, with a clear conscience. When had he ever really cared about those gossips?

Ying Tian was so nervous he couldn't speak. Was he about to be forced into a relationship?

But seeing the Prince of Wales biting his lip, his long golden hair cascading down his sides, and his full chest heaving, he made no further move.

The same tension, or perhaps there's simply a lack of theoretical experience?

Regardless, Ying Tianxia made up his mind, wrapped his arms around the Prince of Wales's neck, rolled over on the bed, and ended up straddling her delicate body.

Bending down to find the Prince of Wales' earlobe, Ying Tian said, "I have no experience, but I do have some theoretical knowledge, and for the first time, I'll be on top."

“I know, I am…”

Wells' words of explanation were cut off by Ying Tian. The sea breeze pattered against the window, and amidst the rustling, two figures merged together.

Much later, Ying Tian, ​​leaning on the cushions and embracing the Prince of Wales's delicate body, said, "Now there's really no going back."

"Still want to back out?" He pinched Ying Tian's waist, and Welsh's blond hair splattered stickily onto the man's chest.

"I don't regret it, it's just a feeling."

"No more sentimentalism. Remember to be a good commander from now on and think only of the naval base's interests," the Prince of Wales said. "Even if you are not here for the time being, you must carefully appoint a secretary ship. As you have seen, the naval base needs a decisive figure."

"That's you, Wales, my secretary ship."

"No, it can't be me."

"Why not?"

"If I act like this, many people will envy me, which will make it harder for me to carry out my work."

"Then recommend someone."

"I can't recommend anyone; the commander has to choose for himself."

"I don't really know much about which one to choose... Let's talk about it later. It's too unromantic to discuss this now."

The Prince of Wales rested his head on Yingtian's chest: "So what should we talk about now?"

“I should…” Ying Tian paused, gently stroking Welsh’s sexy collarbone, and said, “I like you, I love you, and it’s wonderful that you like me too.”

"...I should be the one saying that. It's so good that you love me too."

The Prince of Wales put his arms around Yingtian's neck, and the two trembled as they nestled together. Then, Wales suddenly propped himself up and straddled Yingtian.

What are you going to do?

“The first time, you were on top,” the Prince of Wales’ eyes seemed to sparkle. “So the second time, I want to be on top.”

"Wait, I haven't..."

"I can't wait any longer."

After a brief rustling sound, the night continued.

Chapter 94 What others can do, I can't?

July temperatures in London aren't particularly high either, because of the latitude of the British Isles and its temperate maritime climate, which is warm and humid year-round with relatively small temperature variations.

The naval base is different. The island is located in the tropics. In the middle of summer, if it doesn't rain, it's so hot that even a dog would be dancing. If it does rain, it's like a steamer. A cake left overnight will turn into a steamed cake.

Ship girls are all warriors, but being a warrior doesn't mean you have to suffer in life. In fact, the naval base has a complete indoor temperature control system, which is truly warm in winter and cool in summer. Moreover, there are underground passages between the main buildings, which can save you from the pain of being exposed to the sun. However, all of this is gone forever due to the daytime power rationing measures.

The time-travel device requires a lot of electricity to operate, and the additional nuclear power generator set ordered by the naval base has not yet arrived. Sleep time at night must be guaranteed, so the only option is to ration the power during the day for power-hungry appliances like the central air conditioning. The downside is that the indoor environment is like an oven. Laffey almost turned into a roasted rabbit after taking a nap during the day, and Shinano's tail was soaked when she woke up from her afternoon nap. However, there are also advantages. Under these circumstances, even a cultivator like Nagashima has returned to a normal sleep schedule, and Miss Ghost can finally stand on solid ground again.

"Dafeng, are you going to the coffee shop?"

"Wait a minute, I'll be right there."

Dafeng put on her bamboo hat and quickly followed Suzuya out. Her plump figure and excellent insulation made her unable to withstand the high temperature inside the room.

Of course, the most important thing is the anxiety in one's heart. Every day, one is glued to their phone, constantly refreshing and waiting for the commander to send a message or post on social media. If there is nothing, one can only look back at what he posted before. Looking at the photos of the commander stored on the phone, one can't help but imagine that he is currently on a mission with the Royal Navy's ship girls, perhaps already indulging in a life of pleasure and debauchery.

No! It's unacceptable for the Commander to touch other women besides me. Absolutely not! He only has me in his heart, and that's enough for him!

Dafeng was originally a somewhat aloof person and didn't need much social interaction. However, the dual anxiety of her mind and body made her unable to stay in her room. Going to a coffee shop to enjoy the air conditioning and listen to some gossip was a good idea.

"Suzuya, Taihou, over here, over here!"

Even in the morning, a large group of people gathered in the cool café. Sitting on a large sofa in the corner, the pink-haired iris girl, Galisonielle, stood up and waved as soon as she saw Suzuya and the other person walk in.

"It's getting really hot outside." Suzuya walked over and sat down, scanning a QR code to order as she said, "I'd like an iced plum juice. What do you want, Taihou? Anything is fine? Then I'll have the same thing."

"Exactly, power outages! Power outages in the middle of summer? I think whoever made this decision must be out of their mind." The one complaining was the American light cruiser Concord. The blonde, red-eyed girl wearing headphones chug down a large glass of iced cola, then covered her mouth and let out a burp.

“Hey, hey, hey, you can’t say that,” Columbia said. “This is a decision made by the port office committee. If Dumpling hears this, she might drag you over for a lecture.”

"What's there to be afraid of? Even if Kirov comes, I'll say the same thing."

“Essex, you heard that. I tried to persuade her, but Concord was stubborn and it had nothing to do with me.”

"Huh? Huh? What I mean is, uphold the naval base's principles, abide by the naval base's charter, fulfill the duties of a ship girl, carry out the naval base's decisions, be loyal to the naval base, and work diligently..."

Conke spoke incoherently until she mustered the courage to look behind her. Behind her was Mainz, who was drinking black coffee and reading "Taste and Dress," but there was no sign of Essex. When she turned around, she saw that not only Columbia, but also San Francisco and Kumano were all trying not to laugh.

"Hey, Columbia, you've gone too far in scaring me like that!"

Did I say anything?