Azur Lane, why are all my ship girls succubi?

Looking at Louis' numb reaction, Azuma raised her eyebrows a little dissatisfiedly. Commander, what do you mean by this?

"Commander, weren't you quite capable when you were in the sea just now? How come you are so weak once you get ashore?" She looked very distressed. No matter how much she tried to seduce Louis, he was still a wooden man.

Now there are only three ship girls around him, and Haku and the others are not here, so his distress is not that terrible.

Several people sat together, Louis sat opposite the ship girl, the situation looked very tense, Shimakaze and Unsen had nothing to say, but Azuma was not happy.

"Commander, guess why Bailong didn't come to see you today? Because I sent her out on a mission..." She pretended to be playful and lively, and what she said was within Louis' expectations.

Louis rarely has time to relax, because there are so many ship girls in the port area. Almost all the time, there will be a few ship girls around him. What's interesting is that most of those ship girls are COSing Eve.

Louis lowered his head and looked at my wife's little movements. His expression was really helpless. "My wife, didn't you try it just now? I really can't do it. Can't you give me some time to rest and react..."

At this moment, Louis has really reached the end of his rope.

"I see. If the commander is not happy about it, then so be it. Why are you saying so much? But after we agree on this, you have to compensate me..."

After getting the correct answer, no matter how dissatisfied my wife was, she could only complain. Then, while Louis was puzzled, she began to perform on her own.

It was like eating shells, peeling crabs, eating melon seeds, peeling silk from a cocoon, or to be honest, watching the soft marshmallows being constantly stirred and having Sprite added to them, Louis doubted the taste of the ship girls.

"Well... My wife, if you want to do it, don't let the water flow onto the ground, otherwise I have to mop the floor..." Ignoring the scene in front of him, Louis' first reaction was whether he should mop the floor.

The tune is quiet and secluded, with ups and downs, stretching endlessly.

The looks of the ship girls are different, and their figures are also beautiful in their own ways, but at the same time, their cores are also different. Whether it is Qu Lian or Qu Fu, Louis has basically seen a lot of them. After all, the relationship between the ship girls in the port area and the commander is very friendly...

Five minutes later, Azuma finished her performance. Shimakaze was still applauding her, while Louis was speechless. Is there something wrong with the brain circuits of you ship girls?

"Huh... I finally feel a little better. Commander, it's all your fault. If you were a little more capable, I wouldn't have to go into battle myself..."

My wife let out a long sigh, her face flushed and she was panting, as if she had gone through a lot of hardships.

My wife was happy, but Louis was distressed. I just told her not to overdo it, but she didn't listen and made the floor wet. She can just put on a show, but she should at least think about Louis, the cleaner...

"Commander, I'm ready now. Have you rested enough? If you're rested, let's go diving again!"

My wife gave Louis a thumbs up. Even though she was dirty all over, it didn't stop her from going out to play with the commander.

Looking at the expressions of the ship girls, Louis didn't know what to say. Forget it, as long as they are happy, they can leave if they want...

"Commander, if we delay any longer, it will be dinner time." Shimakaze crossed his arms across his chest and expressed his approval of Azuma's performance.

In Louis' silence, the group embarked on their journey to the spring again. The water on Yunxian's body had already run dry, and now it was Azuma who was flowing. It can only be said that KanColle really likes to make trouble...

"Commander, I have a bold idea, but I don't know if it will work."

"Hey... your idea is a bit dangerous. I advise you to restrain yourself. Only Bai Long can do such a thing..."

Just when several people were about to go into the water, Shimakaze took out a prop and wanted to wear it on her body, but was rejected by Louis. What if she was diving with that thing and it exploded if she was not careful?

She couldn't help it and it was also an instinctive reaction. Anyway, Louis just wouldn't allow her to do that.

"You can go into the water as long as you are prepared. Don't bother with those fancy things. Have you led Bai Long astray?"

"Commander, you can't say that. It's me who led Bai Long astray."

"Eh..."

Looking at Shimakaze's smug expression, Louis really wanted to teach her a lesson, but after thinking about it, he decided not to.

After taking away the troublesome decoration in Shimafeng's hand, when he approached him, Shimafeng took advantage of Louis's unpreparedness and deliberately touched him. Louis was startled and took a few steps back.

"Commander, you seem a little shy..."

"Shimakaze, you better calm down, or I won't talk to you anymore."

Shimakaze stuck out his tongue at Louis, then turned and ran towards the sea.

Looking at the swaying and rising waves, Louis put his hands on his hips and sighed helplessly.

After all, Shimakaze's scale is still good, but it is indeed a little worse than Bailong and the others. At least it can still shake, right? It's better to have a washboard, hehe...

229o? The ship girl wants to get the commander drunk?

"Commander, good evening. Did you have fun this morning? If not, I can still play with you some more..."

Walking on the night street in the port area, despicable laughter reached Louis' ears. He looked and saw Marco Polo who suddenly appeared.

Marco Polo still looked nonchalant. She was wearing a swimsuit and I wonder if she was cold.

"If I say I'm happy, will you let me go?"

"No, because I never leave empty-handed..."

Marco Polo crossed his arms over his chest and walked towards Louis as she spoke. Her smile really deserved a beating.

Louis had just finished dinner and was about to take a rest, but Marco Polo suddenly popped up, which made him a little distressed.

"Commander, if you don't mind, let's go into the bar and have a drink. Perhaps it's not a bad idea to drink to relieve your sorrow..." She smiled and put her arm around Louis' shoulders.

Louis looked up at Marco Polo under the bright moonlight. The woman looked very cold, but her personality was still hot and shameless.

Without giving Louis time to react, Marco Polo held Louis in his arms and walked towards the bar in the port area. Bailong was still on a mission and would not be back until tomorrow morning at the earliest. As for Frederick the Great, no one knew where he had gone...

"Marco Polo, I'll go with you. Can you please let go of your hand first? You're being really dishonest..." Louis looked at her with a hint of anger on his face.

"No, Commander, because this behavior is not excessive. I'm not the kind of ship girl who likes to cross the line, hehe." Marco Polo's face was full of smiles, like a victorious general, he couldn't be happier.

Marco Polo put his arm around Louis' shoulders, and his hands were very dishonest. Louis wanted to raise his hand to touch her chest, but then he thought better of it. After all, harmony is the most precious thing in life...

"Commander, as a man, you must dare to think and act. You cannot give up the motivation to move forward just because of a temporary setback. Do you think what I said makes sense?"

Arriving at the door of the bar and looking at the flashing neon sign, Marco Polo walked in calmly.

Although he was very reluctant, Louis had to walk in with Marco Polo as his arm was around his shoulders.

The bar still looked the same as when Louis had been there before, brightly lit yet very cozy.

"Champagne, look who I brought you! This is the commander you've been dreaming about!" Marco Polo shouted shamelessly as soon as he stepped into the bar.

Louis was watching her performance, feeling a little confused. He asked, "Can you be a little more normal? Why are there so many shipgirls around him who are so stupid?"

"Commander, welcome to the Port Bar. What kind of service can I offer you?"

Hearing the word "commander", Champagne came quickly. When she saw Louis, her indifferent eyes suddenly brightened up.

For the ship girls, the commander is their happy pill and their daily weather report.

"Rather than serving, I want to ask, Champagne, what are you doing like this?" Louis expressed his confusion about the elegant woman in front of him.

Champagne used to wear a white dress, so what is Champagne doing now? Shimakaze and the others did that, why are you doing it too?

"Don't worry about it, Commander. After all, many ship girls in the port area will do this, and no one will see it. If the Commander has any clothes he likes, I can change them for you..."

Facing the doubtful gaze, Champagne just smiled. She didn't try to hide anything and was just open and frank about it.

Like a butterfly, like a cherry, it looks delicious, but Louis just wants to be alone...

This afternoon, he spent a long time satisfying those ship girls, otherwise no one would know how Louis died. My wife alone drank ten bottles of milk, her appetite was really too big.

"Eh... forget it, as long as you're happy. I'm tired of complaining about you ship girls. By the way, do you have anything to drink?" With a wry smile, Louis found a place to sit down.

Just when Louis was thinking about life, Marco Polo threw his clothes in Louis' face, and now she and Champagne looked the same...

"Marco Polo, what are you doing? Can you be more normal?"

"Isn't this satisfying the commander's preferences? Commander, why are you still angry?"

"Eh... I've already said it before, I don't have that kind of weird fetish..."

She threw the clothes back to Marco Polo, and Louis would not stop until she put them on again.

"Okay, Commander, now tell me what you like to drink. We have everything here..." Champagne stood behind the counter, waiting for Louis' answer.

There is no menu in the bar in the port area. After all, there are no customers coming here. There are only ship girls and commanders. Basically, they just cook whatever seasonings are available.

Louis looked up at Champagne and hesitated to speak. Champagne basically stayed in the bar all day, so why was she sweating?

"Haha, Commander, have you decided what you want to drink? If you want to drink, make it yourself..."

Louis's gaze gave Champagne the capital to make fun of him. Those plump and rosy cherries must taste delicious, right?

Covering his face, Louis felt that he would have a headache for a long time tonight. He had just sent away three plague gods in the afternoon, and Marco Polo came uninvited in the evening. It turned out that you all colluded with each other, right?

"Just give me a normal apple juice, don't give me cider, or I'll be mad..."

After thinking it over in his mind, Louis finally accepted the reality. Even a reserved ship girl like Champagne had become like this. It could be said that the atmosphere in the port area had completely gone awry.

When Bailong comes back, Louis will definitely not let that guy go, as he has ruined the entire port area by himself.

I've said it before, Hong Kong is not the Garden of Eden, please restrain yourself!

"Iced apple juice? Wait a minute, it will be ready for you soon..."

Although she looks very heroic and funny now, she still bowed slightly to Louis and saluted. This contrast is really a bit overwhelming...

"Commander, it's already evening. Drinking water alone won't do. Do you want some midnight snack?"

Marco Polo turned his head slowly, her smile was very mean.

When she was talking to Louis, she was even playing with a cherry in her hand, which was really a bit too much...

"We just finished dinner, I'm not in the mood yet, go play by yourself."

Louis's head was bulging with veins, and he really wanted to hit someone, what should he do...

The cherries in the port area are simple and bright, with a soft, tender taste. Some are very hard, and some are very soft. It depends on which one you get.

Faced with the current situation, Louis is powerless. At least he just hopes the two of them don't go too far.

Rubbing a cherry in her hand, Marco Polo was also very dishonest. Her eyes wandered around and she soon noticed Louis's abnormality.

Commander, is this okay again?

In this case, the Commander will surely be able to meet our small request...

230o? When two yellow-haired ship girls meet?

Take out fresh apples from the refrigerator, peel them, cut them into pieces, squeeze the juice, filter them repeatedly, and then add ice cubes. A glass of fresh and sweet apple juice is ready.

Delicious food often only requires the simplest preparation. Watching the sweaty process of making champagne, Louis felt a little uncomfortable. Was this considered peeping?

"Commander, this is the iced apple juice you ordered, please enjoy it slowly..."

A glass of apple juice was placed in front of Louis. The glass was large and had a lot of ice cubes.

"By the way, Marco Polo, don't you want to drink? Why are you looking at me all the time..." Louis took the cup, put in the straw, and just when he was about to drink, he met Marco Polo's gaze.

No, sister, it's really scary for me if you keep looking at me like this...

Marco Polo supported his head with one hand. She pouted and looked at Louis. "Commander, just drink it. After all, you are a delicious delicacy..."

"You'd better order a drink. After all, you can't come here for nothing." Louis took a sip. He was decisive and didn't hesitate at all.

Bailong might drug himself, but Champagne definitely wouldn't, because she is an elegant and noble goddess.

"Okay, since the commander has said so, I naturally cannot refuse the commander's face. Please give me a glass of watermelon juice, thank you, I don't like drinking..."

Like Louis, Marco Polo also chose juice. She said she didn't drink alcohol, but that was a lie. She just didn't want to embarrass Louis.

In the past, the ship girls have done bad things under the pretext of being drunk, and this is not the first or second time. Now, Marco Polo doesn't drink, probably because he wants to be a normal person with an open mind.

"Well...if you want to drink it, you have to make it yourself. I only make it for the commander." Champagne's expression was cold and her tone was flat.

Louis was still drinking apple juice, and when he heard Champagne say this, he almost spit out the water he had just drunk.

At this moment, Marco Polo's face was burning with pain. Damn it, why did this happen?

"Marco Polo, you can do it yourself and have enough food and clothing, isn't this for your own good? Haha." Louis's expression was also that of a man who was watching a show and not minding the trouble, after all, he was not the one who got hurt.

Marco Polo was silent for a long time before speaking, "Commander, you said this yourself. Wait a minute, I'm drunk, don't complain..."

Her smile was meaningful, and the words she said made Louis shudder. Damn, this guy is still the same.

Louis's reaction was also very quick. At times like this, someone usually needs to bow his head. "Marco Polo, I'll make you whatever you want to drink. Don't go crazy here!"

Louis slammed the glass on the table. Although he looked angry, he had to bow to Marco Polo.

"Is that so? Then let me think about it. Commander, why don't you make me a cup of... lemon fruit tea? I haven't had that before."

Marco Polo's fingers tapped lightly on the table. She answered quickly. After all, she couldn't wear out the commander's patience, otherwise the commander would get angry.

Raising his hand and touching the naughty little guy, Marco Polo had a very proud smile on his face. Looking at her expression, even if Louis was angry, he had to bear it.