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"Admiral? What are you going to do?" Agincourt's long eyelashes trembled and her eyes glanced to the side. A breath she had never felt before rushed towards her, making her head a little dizzy.

"I can't endure it any longer." Xue Cheng's voice was a little low.

"What?!" Agincourt's body stiffened.

"Miss Nurse, I'm seriously ill and in urgent need of treatment." Xue Cheng said seriously, then slowly leaned over. "As a doctor with professional ethics, you wouldn't sit back and watch a patient go by, would you?"

"Wasn't you a nurse just now? How come you became a doctor again? Admiral, you..." Agincourt said, but Xue Cheng ignored him and continued to approach.

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"Woo..." Agincourt seemed to have forgotten that he could still dodge and closed his eyes resignedly.

At the critical moment, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly stopped not far away, and then a slightly deep voice sounded: "Admiral? Agincourt?"

"Prince of Wales?" Agincourt suddenly opened her eyes and subconsciously sat up from Xue Cheng's legs. However, she forgot that Xue Cheng was right in front of her, and their foreheads collided heavily.

The girl, who did not use her ship suit, had the physical fitness of an ordinary person. With two overlapping screams, Xue Cheng and Agincourt separated like lightning, each holding their head and screaming.

The Prince of Wales, who was originally a little angry, saw this and his anger dissipated a little. He said with a smile: "It seems that I came at the wrong time."

Xue Cheng covered his forehead and said with a grin, "No, you came at the right time."

"Heh..." The Prince of Wales sneered and slowly approached with his arms folded. "What are the Admiral and Agincourt doing?"

"We're playing a game of doctor and patient," Xue Cheng sighed. "But Dr. Agincourt is incompetent. He keeps delaying treatment for patients who need it, so I have no choice but to seek treatment."

"By the way, will the Prince of Wales come along? I am very ill, and it would be difficult for Agincourt to cure me alone."

"Admiral..." The Prince of Wales slowly clenched his fists. She felt that the other party was playing a trick on her.

"That's not the case!" Agincourt quickly fled from Xue Cheng and came to the Prince of Wales and said anxiously:

"The Admiral's condition is very strange! We just came out of the awesome cold drink shop, and I suspect that the awesome added something to the Admiral's lemonade!"

"What?!" The Prince of Wales, who was a little angry when he saw Xue Cheng's quibbling, was shocked.

Before she could ask further questions, she suddenly turned to look at Xue Cheng. She found that his cheeks were flushed, his expression was excited, and his eyes were frighteningly bright. She hurriedly asked, "Admiral? Did you really drink the drink that Kewei gave you?"

"Is there any problem?" Xue Cheng asked doubtfully.

"This is a big problem..." Prince of Wales said, reaching out to pull Xue Cheng's arm. "No time to explain. Anyway, Admiral, come with me to find Ke Wei first. I'll ask her to find a way to remove the effects of the drug on your body..."

The Prince of Wales missed the opportunity. She looked at Xue Cheng, who had suddenly hidden aside, and asked curiously, "Admiral?"

Xue Cheng looked at her steadily: "Prince of Wales, will you help me get rid of my current condition?"

The girl nodded.

"No way." Xue Cheng took two steps back and said with a smile:

"I'm feeling great now. My thoughts are working faster, my senses are sharper than usual, and even my brain seems to be processing information faster... Anyway, it's clearly a very good state of gain, so why should I cancel it?"

The Prince of Wales frowned: "However, we don't know if this state will bring any bad sequelae."

"Let's talk about that later. Anyway, now I want to enjoy a different version of myself." Xue Cheng said, suddenly turned around, and ran into an alley not far away.

The Prince of Wales hurried after him, but when she arrived, she saw only an empty alley.

"Oh no..." The Prince of Wales looked grim. She couldn't imagine what the admiral, who was now extremely excited, would do in the garrison.

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239. Eating dumplings

Relying on the alley to get rid of the Prince of Wales, Xue Cheng chose a direction at random and walked slowly with his hands in his pockets.

He was very clear that something was wrong with his current condition.

Emotional fluctuations become more intense than usual, thinking speed increases, and self-control ability plummets. Many times, some thoughts in the heart and some things you want to do have been put into action before you have time to think carefully.

Xue Cheng knew that letting things go like this would likely lead to bad consequences, but he was intoxicated by the feeling of being freed from some kind of restraint, with the sky high and the birds flying freely, and the sea wide and the fish leaping freely.

"Well, maybe I was too suppressed before?" Xue Cheng muttered to himself, "I just hope the dreaded drug doesn't have any serious side effects... Although I don't feel any discomfort, I still want to enjoy the feeling of freedom for a while longer."

Xue Cheng is very clear that he is not a gentleman. His recent behavior that is increasingly in line with his heart is the best proof of this. However, even so, he still maintains a certain degree of restraint in his behavior and does not act too arbitrarily.

Now, with the help of medicine, Xue Cheng has successfully untied the shackles of his mind.

"Then..." Xue Cheng licked his lips, a faint smile appearing on the corner of his mouth: "Let me start hunting, who will be the next lucky person?"

Essex walked down the path.

The initial illustration of the dumplings in the game is tightly wrapped, and even in a severely damaged state, the clothes are not much damaged. Only in the Dress-up Witch and Apple Pie Night does the filling show a little bit.

However, compared with other ship girls, even if she lets go of herself a little bit when changing her outfit, Essex is still as pure as boiled water.

Today she was wearing a white long dress, her long white hair was combed neatly, her feet in sandals were small and cute, and her exposed toes were painted with light pink nail polish.

Probably to protect herself from the sun, she was wearing a straw hat.

A gust of wind blew, the girl held down her straw hat with one hand, half turned her body to avoid the wind, her long white hair fluttering in the wind. From a distance, she looked like a fairy about to fly away on the wind, if her raised left arm had not stopped the bald eagle that was covering its eyes with its wings, which was a bit of a bummer.

The wind died down, and Essex turned around and carefully combed his long hair that was messed up by the wind.

"Damn it! Why is the wind blowing all of a sudden?" Bear McCann, the bald eagle, still speaking in a rough male voice, shook his head and flapped his wings, complaining loudly, "My feathers, which I had worked so hard to comb, have all been messed up. Damn it! How annoying!"

"Okay, Belle." Essex fixed her hair and said softly, "Don't complain. Isn't it normal for the island to have wind?"

"Dear Dumpling." The bald eagle shook its head, staring at Essex with sharp eyes, and said seriously: "This is not what you should do now, right?"

“…” Essex lowered his eyes helplessly, and placed his free right hand on the bald eagle’s body, helping her to tidy up her feathers.

Bell McCann narrowed his eyes and raised his head slightly, looking very happy. He didn't look like a bird at all, but more like a cat being stroked.

After combing her feathers neatly, the bald eagle regained its majestic appearance. She flapped her wings and cackled:

"What a wonderful day! I can be alone with my dear Dumpling. There is no Hancock and no bastard admiral. I really hope that this kind of life can last forever."

"Bell..." Essex tilted his head and looked at his good friend with a puzzled tone: "Why does Bell hate the Admiral?"

Bell McCann also tilted his head, and the man and the bird looked at each other in the same posture, with a very high synchronization rate.

After a moment, the bald eagle lowered its head and muttered softly, "Because the bastard admiral clearly knows Jiaozi's feelings, but he hasn't come to see Jiaozi in such a long time since he came back."

"It was like this before. When he first came to the garrison, the bastard admiral really liked being with Jiaozi, but it didn't take long for him to fall in love with someone else. He only thought of Jiaozi occasionally."

"A playboy! Chen Shimei! Forgetting the old when the new comes! What's so good about that bastard admiral? He better get kicked to death by a horse while walking on the road!"

Was it because of me? Essex's gaze softened, and she gently scratched Bell McCann's head with her fingers.

"Although Bell is doing this for my own good, but..." Essex said softly, "Actually, you don't need to worry about those little things."

"A small matter? Essex actually thinks it's just a small matter?!" Bell McCann said angrily: "It's because everyone is too tolerant of the bastard admiral that he is becoming more and more excessive like now!"

Essex sighed helplessly. It was not so much tolerance as it was that she didn't care from the beginning.

"Then what exactly does Bell need to do to forgive the Admiral?" Essex's expression was a little distressed.

One is her closest partner and the other is her most beloved husband. Essex doesn't want them to be on edge every time they meet. It would be best if they could coexist peacefully.

"Forgive or something..." Bell McCann turned his head aside and said disdainfully:

"Well, don't say I don't give that bastard admiral a chance. If that man can show up here within three minutes and give Jiaozi a passionate kiss, I'll reluctantly consider it."

"A passionate kiss?" Essex's mind fell into reverie as Bell McCann said this.

On the coastal path, a girl with long white hair fluttering in the breeze looked shy. A man in a navy uniform stood opposite her, smiling gently. He gently lifted the girl's chin and approached her slowly with deep affection in his eyes. Their lips gently touched...

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"Woo!" Essex's cheeks flushed red, his eyes rolled around, and he almost fainted from shame at the scene he imagined.

She shook her head, trying to get rid of the increasingly intense images in her mind. She covered her burning cheek with one hand and finally managed to suppress her throbbing heart.

Essex looked at the bald eagle and was about to speak when a man's voice came from the front: "Oh, isn't this Dumpling? Dear Essex, I'm so lucky to meet you here!"

"Eh?" Essex looked up in confusion at the familiar voice. The man standing in front of him, wearing summer casual clothes, with a ruddy complexion and high spirits, was none other than his own admiral.

"Why is the admiral here?" Essex said, and couldn't help but look at the bald eagle perched on his arm.

Bell McCann was also visibly stunned. How could this be such a coincidence? Why was the bastard admiral here? Was he really supposed to forgive him?

No, that's not right! He just showed up here and hasn't given Jiaozi a passionate kiss yet. Things can still turn around. Yes, it doesn't matter!

The bald eagle comforted himself in his heart, but for some reason, a feeling of uneasiness rose from his heart and he couldn't suppress it.

"Just strolling around." Xue Cheng put his hands in his pockets, walked over slowly, and said, "Jiaozi... Oh, Chatty Eagle is here too."

"Asshole! What's that tone of yours? Are you unhappy to see me?" Bell McCann asked angrily.

"Miss..." Xue Cheng came in front of Essex, tilted his head to look at the bald eagle, and complained: "Before using such a cute self-proclaimed name, could you please change your voice back and give yourself a nice name?"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Bell McCann was about to get angry as usual, but suddenly he was startled and looked at Xue Cheng with a strange look:

"When did you become so concerned about me? You, you don't have any intentions towards me, do you?"

Xue Cheng was speechless when he saw the majestic and handsome eagle suddenly protecting its body with its wings and looking at him vigilantly, like an innocent girl on a crowded tram who was on guard against a pervert.

"Don't be so conceited, okay? Who would have any intentions towards an eagle? Please don't insult my taste."

"Hmph, that's hard to say." Bald Eagle said in a strange tone: "You haven't forgotten what happened last time, have you?"

"..." Xue Cheng was too lazy to argue with Bell McCann, so he simply ignored her and turned to look at Essex. The girl's cheeks were red, and she looked at him with a little shyness, which was far from her usual cold and indifferent appearance.

"Jiaozi? What's wrong with you?" Xue Cheng was a little surprised. He hadn't even started the attack yet, so why did Essex look like it was about to open the door and surrender?

"It's okay." Essex lowered his head and said softly.

Xue Cheng shrugged without asking any more questions. He crossed his arms and looked at the girl in a white dress. His unbridled gaze slowly slid down from her delicate and lovely little face to her chest.

Even though she is wearing a slightly fluffy long skirt, you can still tell that this is a good dumpling with thin skin and big filling.

A gentle breeze blew, and the long skirt clung to her body, outlining her beautiful curves. I believe that if you take a bite of it, it will be tender and juicy, and full of fragrance.

My gaze continued to move downwards, revealing a slender waist that could be held in one hand, and a section of calf revealed under the skirt that was white, tender, and slender, without any excess fat, and cute toes with light pink nail polish. Although not as glamorous and alluring as Mutsu's, it also had its own unique charm.