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Xue Cheng tilted his head and looked in the direction where the gaze came from. The cruiser and the 1913 battlecruiser, whom he had not seen for a long time, were sitting on the sofa, looking at him with different expressions.

"Admiral..." The cruiser pursed his lips, putting on a resentful expression: "You haven't come to see me for so long, have you forgotten me?"

"Uh, how is that possible?" Xue Cheng grabbed his hair and smiled bitterly: "Well, I also have a lot of things to do, so... ahem, you know."

"The Admiral is right." Battlecruiser 1913 said with a smile, holding a round fan with a painting of a beauty on it. The beauty in emerald green clothes on the fan clearly looked a bit like her.

Covering her lips with her fan, Battlecruiser 1913's eyes curved into two crescents as she whispered, "After all, you snatched first place this time. Even Lexington couldn't compare to you. How could the Admiral forget something of such special significance?"

"Ahem..." The cruiser said uncomfortably, his face full of embarrassment: "My dear sister, didn't we agree not to mention this matter? Why are you bringing it up again?"

"Hmph..." Battlecruiser 1913 seemed to curl her lips. Although her expression could not be seen, her tone was clearly filled with a hint of sarcasm.

"Forget about the sister thing. I can't bear that title. After all, even Lexington has to call you Big Sister."

"You..." The cruiser frowned, with a hint of anger in his eyes. He had clearly made concessions, so why was this guy still unwilling to give up?

The cruiser was not to be bullied. Although she did owe the battlecruiser 1913 some debt in the previous incident, she had apologized to the other party many times, and in the competition for the admiral position, it was supposed to be this cruel.

Just as she was about to organize her words to fight back, Yixian, who had taken off her apron and was wearing a white traditional gauze dress, returned to the living room. Looking at the two people arguing with each other, she said helplessly, "Okay, come over to eat. We're sisters, why are we so angry?"

"Hmph." The two men looked at each other, turned their faces away at the same time, and let out cold snorts from their noses.

Chongqing walked past Xue Cheng, Xingzi in his arms. He deliberately glanced to the side and said sourly, "How is it? Watching two beautiful women vying for your affection, isn't it a sense of accomplishment?"

"Eh? Only two?" Xue Cheng was stunned and looked at her strangely.

"What do you mean?" Chongqing was confused.

"What I mean is..." Xue Cheng stretched out his words, looked around, and seeing that no one noticed him, he quickly leaned close to Chongqing's ear and whispered, "There should be three, isn't there Chongqing?"

"Admiral..." Chongqing gritted his teeth secretly.

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250. The feeling of home

"Admiral, have a bowl of chicken soup before dinner." At the dining table, Yixian filled a bowl of soup and handed it to Xue Cheng.

Xue Cheng took it and tasted it with a spoon. He found the chicken soup to be fresh and delicious, with a hint of the fragrance of medicinal herbs. However, it was not unpalatable, but rather had a unique flavor.

"It tastes delicious, it's worthy of being Yixian." Xue Cheng gave a thumbs up. No matter how many times he tasted it, Yixian's cooking skills could not help but make people marvel.

Yixian did not answer, but just chuckled with a bit of cunning in his expression. The cruiser and the 1913 battlecruiser also looked like they were trying hard to suppress their laughter, which made Xue Cheng confused.

"What are you doing? Did I say something wrong?"

"Heh..." Chongqing, who was sitting opposite, filled his bowl with rice and used a rice spoon to press down the protruding rice bowl. He then handed it to Xue Cheng and sneered, "Thank you for the compliment, Admiral... although you're complimenting the wrong person."

"..." Xue Cheng was silent for a moment, then asked doubtfully, "Did you make this chicken soup?"

"Is Sister Yixian the only one who knows how to make soup?" Chongqing glared at him, then filled a bowl of chicken soup and put it to his mouth, gently blowing away the oil floating on the surface.

"Actually, apart from the chicken slaughtering process, which I was in charge of, Chongqing was responsible for the rest." Yixian chuckled and said, "So what do you think? Admiral, you didn't expect that, did you?"

Battlecruiser 1913 also said, "Don't look at Chongqing's culinary skills as a latecomer, but she works very hard. Even the cruiser and I can't compare to her. Right now, the only ones in our department who can definitely beat her in cooking are Yixian and Ninghai Pinghai."

The cruiser pouted and said, "Just talk about yourself, don't bring me up."

"Then can your cooking skills compare to Chongqing's?" Battlecruiser 1913 asked back.

The cruiser glared, then said dejectedly:

"I can't compare... but cooking isn't my forte. Is cooking the only traditional culture our department has? I've also studied poetry and songs seriously."

The cruiser puffed out his considerable chest, regaining his spirits, and said proudly, "Actually, I'm well-versed in both Chinese and Western culture, and I'm quite knowledgeable in poetry. I even plan to publish a collection of poems in the future."

Battlecruiser 1913 sneered, "By 'mastering both Chinese and Western learning,' you mean that elementary school textbook you always have in your hand?"

"Pfft!" Xue Cheng almost laughed out loud. He remembered the lines about the cruiser changing clothes in the game.

Giving Xue Cheng a fierce look, the cruiser angrily said:

"What's wrong with elementary school textbooks? Do you understand the principle of reviewing the old to learn the new? As the saying goes, a towering building starts from the ground, and basic knowledge can determine the limit. If you don't even understand the knowledge in the elementary school textbooks, how can you understand the advanced textbooks?"

"That's true." Battlecruiser 1913 drew the beautiful round fan from her waist and chuckled softly, "But I sincerely hope that the elementary school textbook you've been holding onto for two years can one day be upgraded to a middle school textbook."

"You..." The cruiser's eyebrows twitched: "Are you looking for trouble?"

"Ah, Miss Cruiser, are you going to challenge me to an exercise?" Battlecruiser 1913 said nonchalantly.

"You two are here again..." Yixian pressed her temples with a headache, but she also knew that the two were just arguing fiercely and it would never develop to the point of fighting, let alone leave any grudges.

The combat effectiveness of the faction has always been weak in the garrison. Although it has improved after the joining of Changchun, Anshan, Jinan, Danyang, 1913 battlecruiser and others, its overall strength is still far behind those powerful factions, and it also has shortcomings due to the lack of aircraft carriers.

In terms of numbers, the system's ship girls are too rare.

In such a situation, internal strife is undoubtedly very stupid. What's more, KanColle is the embodiment of beauty, and it is even more impossible for her to suppress or exclude others.

"Forget it, Admiral, ignore them." Yixian used the serving chopsticks to pick up some beef and added it to Xue Cheng's bowl, saying with a smile:

"A lot seems to have happened recently. Admiral, you should take care of yourself. Come, eat more beef."

"Ah, and this stir-fried lamb kidney is also very nutritious."

"Chives and eggs are also a very nutritious dish. Admiral, please eat more."

Xue Cheng stared blankly at the bowl of rice. Although the bowl was filled to the brim with rice, which had been compacted by Chongqing and had become much flatter, it had piled up into a small hill again after Yixian fed it to him.

At first glance, Xue Cheng didn't know how to start eating.

He secretly glanced at Yixian. The girl's face was still smiling, but for some reason, a chill emerged in his heart.

Xue Cheng seemed to have suddenly realized something, could it be...

Is Yixian angry?

For a long time, Yixian gave Xue Cheng the impression of being a gentle and generous classical beauty. She usually spoke in a soft voice, always smiled before speaking, and was very patient with everyone. When she lowered her eyebrows and eyes, she would appear a bit weak, which made people feel pity for her.

Of course, when necessary, Yixian will also show a little majesty.

Although Yixian's strength is obviously inferior to that of missile destroyers and 1913 battlecruisers, she is as mature and reliable as an elder in a large family.

He is also like the department's torchbearer, lighting the way forward and guiding the way home for everyone.

Combining historical experiences, modifying certain details of the portrait, and the slightly melancholy and sad expression in the portrait, Xue Cheng has always maintained a close attention to Yixian.

Of course, he had some bad intentions towards Yixian. What he did when he was under the influence of the terrible drug was a good proof of this, but he never had the opportunity to take further action.

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So, was Yixian angry about this? Xue Cheng touched his nose guiltily.

Reality is not a love-development game. There is no such thing as a strategy that can be put aside and the favorability setting can be maintained. It is very reasonable for Yixian to feel resentment towards himself.

But... I have already booked Essex tonight, and Yixian is really too busy to handle it. What should I do?

Xue Cheng picked up a piece of stewed beef that was soft and flavorful and put it into his mouth, thinking secretly.

Lunch passed with the noisy chatter between the cruiser and the 1913 battlecruiser, Chongqing's occasional sarcasm, and Yixian's gentle care.

After the meal, Xue Cheng took the initiative to come to the kitchen to help Yixian clean up the mess. After careful consideration, Chongqing forcibly took the two men of the 1913 battlecruiser out and left the entire courtyard to them.

Xue Cheng was still unaware and was still busy in the kitchen with Yixian.

After rinsing the cleaned plates under the faucet, Xue Cheng turned his head seemingly casually. Yixian, who had put on an apron again, was cleaning the chopping board. She collected some food residues and threw them into the trash can.

Under the apron, Yixian was still wearing the white ancient-style gauze skirt. It was obvious that such clothes were not suitable to wear at this time, but she still did not change it, as if she was unaware of it.

Xue Cheng felt that Yixian, who was good at housework, was not unaware of this, and the reason she did not change out of this dress was probably for another reason.

Is it so that you can always show your best side in front of yourself?

If it were the Xue Cheng of the past, he would never be so arrogant. In the past two years since entering society, Xue Cheng has long since shed his youthful frivolity and accepted his ordinariness. However, in the eyes of the ship girl, no matter how bad he is, he is still the best man in the world.

What a heavy feeling. Xue Cheng sighed inwardly.

Xue Cheng cleaned the dishes swiftly and put them in the dish rack. After washing his hands, he came to Yixian, who was still busy, and put his hand on her shoulder. He said softly, "Wait, don't move."

"Huh?" Yixian didn't understand, but still stood there obediently.

After tidying up a strand of messy hair on his forehead, Xue Cheng looked at Yixian's puzzled expression and said with a smile, "That's much better."

"..." Yixian blinked and said in surprise: "I thought that after the admiral woke up, he would no longer make such intimate gestures towards me."

"Uh..." Feeling the resentment faintly revealed in Yixian's words, Xue Cheng grabbed his hair and said awkwardly:

"I was indeed under the influence of drugs at the time, but I was still conscious, so what I said to Yixian was not nonsense."

"Yeah, that's what Kewei said too." Yixian pursed her pale pink lips slightly and tilted her head to look at Xue Cheng: "But the Admiral has said similar things to more than just me, right?"

Xue Cheng hesitated for a moment, wanting to deny it against his conscience. However, when he saw Yixian's deep eyes, he couldn't lie after all. He nodded and said, "That's right, but does Yixian care?"

The girl took a step forward, squeezed into Xue Cheng's arms, and gently touched Xue Cheng's chest with her forehead.

Novel Book Group 25 51 89192 (Gong Zhonghao: 51 Reading) Perhaps feeling that it was not enough to vent her anger, Yixian opened her cherry lips and gently bit Xue Cheng's chest through his shirt. Then she raised her head, revealing a face stained with a hint of resentment.

"I care, of course I care. I care so much that I'm almost going crazy."

Xue Cheng smiled bitterly: "I thought Yixian would say..."

"What did you think?" The girl bit her lip. "You thought I would say..."

Yixian cleared his throat and sang in a refined operatic voice, "I don't care about anything. As long as the Admiral can occasionally think of me, I'll be satisfied... Is that right?"

"Well..." Xue Cheng's forehead was covered with sweat, not because of the hot weather, but because he felt a huge pressure: "Is Yixian angry with me?"

"I'm not angry, oh." Yixian rolled his eyes at him, then sighed softly and said resentfully:

"I only hate myself for not being good enough to keep my husband's heart with me, so that..."

"Ah..." Xue Cheng pressed his forehead, unable to bear it any longer, and smiled bitterly:

"That's enough, Yixian, stop talking. If you keep going, I feel like I can rival the Chen Shimei in the opera... By the way, I didn't expect Yixian to have such superb acting skills? It's really beyond my expectation."

Yixian pursed her lips and smiled, revealing a mischievous look that was out of character. She winked at Xue Cheng, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and a smile filled her eyes:

"Admiral, don't you know that I'm good at opera? Although it's not quite the same as acting, some of the principles are the same."

"However," seeing Xue Cheng about to speak, Yixian quickly said, "The desire to gain the admiral's attention is not an act."

"Of course, I know my thoughts are a bit too naive." Yixian looked at Xue Cheng, his eyes flashing with inexplicable emotions, and said quietly:

"The Admiral already has many wedding ships, and Yixian is just a very inconspicuous one among them. But even so, I still want to be with the Admiral."

"Just think of it as a little bit of willfulness. After all, Yixian is also a girl. It's only natural for her to act like a spoiled child and throw a tantrum towards the one she likes, right?"