Come and connect with me!

There was a warning cough from outside the door.

Wuming raised his head slightly and saw the head maid standing by the door. She was looking at Enterprise at the moment, and both of them seemed a little embarrassed.

"Why are you staying outside, Befa?"

"nothing."

The head maid opened her mouth vaguely and hesitated for a moment, but still walked in, and as she came in, she did not forget to close the door.

"Are you in such good shape today?"

Wuming couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the head maid's graceful figure walking towards him.

"Well, if the master wants, Befa certainly has no objection, but I'm not here for this."

Knowing that her actions were ambiguous, the head maid rarely looked shy. After all, in the past, the door of the command room was closed to block other people's sight and hearing. It was almost an implicit invitation. It would be embarrassing to explain, but it would seem even more embarrassing if she didn't explain.

Wuming opened his mouth and couldn't help but laugh dryly.

"I mean, you look very beautiful today, more beautiful than ever."

"puff!"

Enterprise couldn't help but laugh.

"Commander, you are more talkative than ever."

"Long-winded."

After all, they were an old couple, and Wuming's embarrassment came and went quickly. He reached out and squeezed Enterprise's hand, kissed her hard on the face, then opened his hands to Belfast, hugged the charming maid and kissed her, then spoke.

"Can we talk now?"

"Well."

The head maid glanced at Enterprise, who seemed to have noticed something. Her eyes lit up and she looked at her intently.

"Strictly speaking, it's still my sister's problem."

Family matters should only be shared with family members, and as a maid, Belfast doesn't need to be surrounded by family members like a salesperson, and if possible, she only wants to talk about this with Wuming.

However, it seems that we cannot simply ask the companies to leave.

"I'm here for this too. After all, York is an overly gentle sister who always keeps an eye on others. At this time, she needs a little help from me, her younger sister."

Enterprise smiled and spoke first.

Compared to the head maid's hesitation, she seemed much more generous, and was always able to think about problems from Wuming's perspective. It was true that her private space was reduced, and it was not easy to open up to others, but this was the right thing to do, and it could also promote the unity of the port area to the greatest extent. Just like on the battlefield, she was happy to be the one who took the lead again.

"I'm different. I seem to have put too much pressure on my sister, but..."

The head maid in his arms paused and took a deep breath. She also realized what Enterprise meant and decided to show her inner thoughts as well.

"I still like her very much, because it makes me feel like I have a younger sister, and I like that very much."

Leave of absence

The temperature has dropped too much. It's too cold here. I'll make up for it tomorrow.

Chapter 1045: Love under imperial order?

"Wait, you mean, you think of Edinburgh as your sister?"

There was a brief silence in the command room, and then Wuming subconsciously raised his voice and asked in doubt.

"You are too loud, Master."

The head maid reached out her hand a little panicked and covered Wuming's mouth. She was a little embarrassed by Wuming's eye-opening expression. Then she raised her head from Wuming's arms and saw that Enterprise looked like he understood deeply.

"I understand you. Sometimes you want to reverse roles, right?"

Wuming blinked, pressed the corners of his eyes, and then slowly spoke.

"No, why do you understand it this way? York and Edinburgh are so different."

"Well, so, it's occasionally."

Thinking of how excited this silver-haired beauty was when she was making rice bowl, Wuming felt his scalp tingling.

But then I thought, the one in my arms is also a heavyweight, and I want to raise the elder sister as my younger sister.

Hiss, that’s not right. In this case, isn’t Edinburgh also a good material for rice bowl?

"Please respect yourself, Master."

The head maid sensed Wuming's change, sighed silently, and looked slightly tired.

"Don't worry about it! I'm fine! I won't stop here! I'm fine! I'm fine!"

She paused and sighed.

"But if I must say, I also have my own reasons for coming here this time. After all, Edinburgh also has something I envy. At least when she is under pressure, she never cares too much about what others think."

Wuming smiled and knew what Belfast needed at the moment.

He stretched out his hand and caressed her cheek lovingly. She rubbed Wuming's warm palm gently, then leaned her head on his shoulder, squinting her eyes, and her breathing became even little by little.

"Well, why don't you rest here for a while?"

The head maid had obviously accumulated a lot of pressure, and this time she came here, obviously wanting to relieve it in another way. Her husband was not just concerned with his own happiness, which made her brows relax quietly and her breathing became longer.

Enterprise blinked, looked at Wuming, then loosened his arms around his neck and gestured to leave first.

Wuming nodded slightly, made a gesture that he would talk later, and gently stroked the head maid's back with his palm, as if he was stroking the fur of a sleepy lazy cat.

After a moment, Enterprise tiptoed out of the command room. Although she was a little disappointed that her plan to chat with Wuming was interrupted, she was a rational person after all and knew who needed Wuming the most at the moment.

In the command room, Wuming put down the backrest of the chair, hugged Belfast who seemed to be half asleep, and took a short nap.

Wuming was lazy in the afternoon and always felt not enough sleep, so he lay there in a daze until nightfall. When he got up, he found that the silver-haired head maid was still weighing heavily on him. The latter was looking at him with misty eyes. Her focused posture was unexpectedly moving.

"Why are you staring at me so intently? I won't run away."

"No, I'm just a little happy. Do you want to sleep for a while longer, Master?"

The head maid said softly.

Wuming raised his head and looked at the dark sky outside the window and said.

"I got enough sleep."

Belfast's moist eyes narrowed slightly, as if water could drip out of them.

"Me too."

As she said this, her little hands started to get naughty.

"But I get hungry faster."

Wuming shrugged, knowing it was time to feed.

"I can't do anything about you..."

As night fell, shadows enveloped the port area, masking the rustling whispers. While Wuming was cooking for his maid, Reno of the White Eagle sneezed heavily, then continued to hum a song nonchalantly, gathering up pieces of clothes and stuffing them into the ship's space.

Ever since she talked to Wuming last time, she started to feel an itchy nose from time to time. However, after consulting a doctor, she found out that it was a psychological problem, so she didn't take it seriously, thinking it was nothing serious.

"Reno, when will you be back?"

Atlanta, who was helping her organize the soldier figures, raised his head and asked.

This so-called position of garrisoning the port area was just proposed. Its purpose is to facilitate contact with Wuming. Although it is also to facilitate the development of the new world, there is no precedent after all. Whether it is this position or the so-called development of the new world, the senior executives of White Eagle Enterprise and Saratoga seem to be very sure of the existence of the new world. Therefore, whether this position is useful or not is not within their consideration at all.

"It's hard to say, but if we want to meet, we can always communicate. It's not really an isolated island."

Reno straightened up and looked at the room which was obviously much emptier with a complicated expression.

Unlike previous attacks, she didn't know if Wuming would change when they met again this time, nor did she know how he was doing now. Although they had a lot of fun chatting in their spare time, but...

Thinking of the gloomy woman with a vicious smile, Reno clenched his fists unconsciously. Besides being angry, he was also a little anxious. He didn't know if he could avenge his previous shame after being trained.

"Well, that sounds so relaxing. But I'm still a little worried about you. After all, you're too straightforward. To be honest, I didn't vote for you because I thought you might not be able to do this kind of job. Reno, why don't you stay here? Fighting the Sirens and advancing the seas, isn't that what you've always wanted to do?"

Atlanta clapped his hands, watched Reno stuff the organized things into the ship's space, and advised with a little concern.

"I know what you mean."

Reno lay on the bed and after a while, he had to turn over with great effort, lying on his back, and spoke in a vague tone.

"But, but, I just can't accept it and don't want to admit defeat. Besides, Wuming is a very unique person to me. No one has ever told me that I am his hero."

She thought about the scene at that time, her expression slightly dazed, she opened her hands towards the ceiling, silently grabbing at something.

"This is enough reason for me to go wherever I want to go."

"I don't understand you."

Atlanta took a deep look at Reno, then looked around and stretched.

"Then I wish you all the best, and that you beat all your rivals. Oh, and don't be a fangirl when you get there, and pay more attention to your work... So, where are you going to do exactly?"

Speaking of work, Atlanta was a little confused. After all, this position was a bit similar to that of a so-called diplomat. However, diplomats seemed to eat and drink everywhere and provide certain conveniences to their own citizens. Of course, there was also the classic intelligence search. However, the port area was only so big, and Atlanta didn't know what Reno could do.

"It can't be that I just want you to go over and have a relationship, right?"

Chapter 1046 A Morning with a Smell of Gunpowder

The night talks between old friends are still going on, and the whole world is like a turbulent pond, constantly changing with undercurrents.

The next morning, Wuming's eyes moved, and finally slowly opened, looking at the ceiling in a daze.

"I always feel that you are particularly excited today?"

"You think too much, dear. It's you who are, uh... particularly slow today."

Frederick the Great said in a vague tone.

"I know I should be more sensitive, but I probably only slept for less than half an hour. You guys were too noisy last night."

Wuming sighed, looked at the group of wives around him who were eyeing him eagerly, and started his morning exercise time today.

I don't know if they knew Reno would come today, but last night, the wives were on high alert and even wanted to let Wuming oversleep. Unfortunately, his stamina bar was a little too high, so that when he came out of the bathroom, the whole bedroom was filled with the sound of his regular breathing. In the end, they were the first to give up.

"What a shame, you were just that close to defeating me."

Before Wuming left, he smiled at everyone on the bed and made a gesture with his fingertips pointing to the universe.

"hateful......"

Frederick the Great wiped the corner of his mouth angrily and said hatefully.

"You cheat!"

Her teammates all looked exhausted and were completely useless.

"hehe."

Wuming tilted his head, showing a mocking expression, then closed the door contentedly.

He strolled along the quiet corridor, and couldn't help but raise his head slightly, looking at the rising sun in the sky. His smile gradually disappeared, replaced by a slightly distressed look.

Reno is coming.

Frederick the Great was not the only one who was troubled by this matter. Wuming himself also felt the long-lost sense of tension.

It seemed that it had been a long time since I had talked to her face to face, or rather, since leaving there, Wuming's own destiny had undergone earth-shaking changes, but Reno was still living and fighting step by step. It was not until today that we had the opportunity to meet again.

It's not that Wuming himself has no way of meeting Reno again, but the only option is to ask Baiying to send people over through various means, or he can go there himself. It's just that there were too many things happening before, so he didn't put this matter on the agenda. This time, his wives reacted quite strongly, and he was a little troubled too.

"What are you thinking about?"

The golden figure trotted past him, then slowly stopped, turned around and looked at him.

"Reno is coming, and everyone is making a lot of noise. I'm a little overwhelmed... well, I think I can use this word."

Wuming stretched his neck, walked to a chair on the side of the road and sat down. Cleveland walked over slowly and sat next to him.

"This is really strange, Commander. Do you also feel overwhelmed when it comes to girls?"

Cleveland's cheeks were flushed with a healthy blush, and after exercising, her forehead was slightly sweaty, which made her skin look even more radiant and attractive.

"As for me, it's because I've been with you guys for a long time that I can act so naturally. After all, you're my ship girl, so I just need to show you my true self. There's no psychological pressure. But, Reno is different from you, so I don't know what to do."