Today's tutelary fort remains peaceful.

"Yixian..." Xue Cheng felt uncomfortable. Being liked by such an outstanding girl, but he was so fickle. Even he felt ashamed.

However, his identity as an admiral meant that he could not be devoted to one person. All Xue Cheng could do was to hug the girl tightly in his arms.

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The afternoon sun poured in from the window and fell to the ground. The doors and windows of the living room were wide open, and the cool breeze took away a lot of heat. Although it was not as good as turning on the air conditioner, it was enough to relieve the heat.

Xue Cheng lay horizontally on the sofa, his head resting on Yixian's elastic thighs, sniffing the faint fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose, and breathing evenly.

Taking off her apron and putting on her white gauze skirt again, Yixian looked like a fairy walking out of an ancient painting. She held a book in one hand and a round fan embroidered with a landscape painting in the other, gently waving it beside Xue Cheng.

The living room was very quiet. Apart from the sound of the draft, there was only Xue Cheng's light breathing, the ticking of an old clock, and the occasional sound of Yixian turning pages of a book.

It's not bad to do this sometimes. Yixian moved the book aside, revealing Xue Cheng's sleeping face. A gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he recalled what had just happened in his mind.

Although he couldn't control his emotions, Xue Cheng did not choose to have sex with Yixian.

After they finished cleaning, they went to the vegetable garden in the yard to water it, just like an ordinary farming couple. Then they went to the chicken coop to add some food for the chickens inside, picked up a few freshly laid eggs, and returned to the living room.

Perhaps because he had eaten too much at lunch, Xue Cheng and Yixian talked on the sofa for a while, and his eyelids soon became uncontrollable.

After a brief hesitation, Xue Cheng, under Yixian's persuasion, rested his head on her thighs and enjoyed the gentle massage of her soft, boneless hands on his body.

Then, Xue Cheng fell asleep, and Yixian did not disturb him. He just picked up a book beside him and read it, and fanned him with a fan.

Judging from their appearance, they are both not very old and look more like a young couple in love. However, they get along with each other as naturally as an old married couple.

In Xue Cheng's heart, Yixian is also different from other ship girls.

An ordinary farmhouse, slightly old furniture and decoration, and a warm atmosphere of life. Yixian brought Xue Cheng the feeling of home, which he rarely experienced since he came to this world.

It’s not that Lexington and the others are not good enough, it’s just that there are some things that only certain people can give him.

As fellow Chinese, their living habits and etiquette are perfectly matched. Yixian's body has characteristics that no one else can give, which makes Xue Cheng intoxicated.

It was also because of this that Xue Cheng did not want to let his desires defile this banished fairy-like girl.

Well, at least I don’t want to do it now, but it’s hard to say if it’s too late. After all, he is a normal man, and Xue Cheng has never been ashamed to face his desires.

Especially since the girl in front of him is his wife.

Is there anything wrong with having indescribable thoughts about your wife?

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251. A Pot of Dumplings

After an unknown amount of time, Xue Cheng slowly woke up.

He yawned, and reluctantly left Yixian's fragrant, soft and elastic thighs, sat on the sofa and stretched out.

During this process, Xue Cheng noticed that the sunlight outside the window had become dim.

Even though Yixian's old-fashioned clock was on the wall opposite the sofa, he didn't even bother to raise his eyelids and asked casually, "What time is it now?"

Yixian slipped a bookmark in, then closed the book and put it aside, smiling faintly, "It's past six o'clock. Admiral, you slept for quite a while."

"So long?!" Xue Cheng was also a little surprised. He remembered that he fell asleep at around 1:00 p.m., but he actually slept for five hours?

"Yeah." Yixian pursed his lips and said jokingly, "I heard that the Admiral was in a coma for two days and two nights due to the side effects of the terrible potion. He shouldn't have slept so long. Could it be... that he did something bad last night?"

“…” Xue Cheng looked out the window, pretending to know nothing.

Some things can only be done but not said, otherwise the gendarmerie may attack across the sea.

"Okay, don't make that expression. I won't ask." Yixian rolled her eyes at him. In fact, even if the admiral didn't say it, she had guessed something.

But... the Admiral stayed at Veneto's house last night, right? I had the impression that Rome and the Empire weren't wedding ships, only Veneto.

No way? If it's that Veneto, it seems a bit bad...

Yixian had a strange look in her eyes. Seeing Xue Cheng turning around with a wry smile, she quickly put the thought in her mind aside and asked, "What would you like to eat tonight, Admiral?"

"Dinner..." Xue Cheng pondered for a moment and said, "I've been working out recently, so I'll just prepare some high-protein food."

"Working out?" Yixian said with a smile, "It seems like the Admiral hasn't been to the gym for a few days?"

Noticing Xue Cheng's uncomfortable expression, Yixian considerately stopped asking questions. He stood up, took down the apron that had been washed and hung on the clothes hanger, and said as he put it on:

"We still have some beef at home. How about making a pot of tomato and beef brisket soup? Well, a balanced diet requires plant protein. I think there's a piece of tofu in the fridge... What do you think of Mapo Tofu, Admiral?"

"Just do as Yixian says." Xue Cheng had no objection. These two dishes were his favorites. Moreover, Yixian had superb cooking skills that could turn ordinary dishes into magical ones. In front of her, Xue Cheng had no room to be picky about food.

but……

"Only two dishes?" Xue Cheng asked curiously, "Aren't the people from Chongqing coming tonight?"

"That girl." Yixian tied her apron and tied her hair, saying helplessly: "She probably thought that the Admiral and I... well, anyway, with her help, no one will come back for dinner tonight."

As he spoke, Yixian sighed: "It seems that Chongqing intends to assist to the end. She is obviously a marriage ship herself, but she is keen on being a matchmaker."

The girl wearing an apron and tying her hair up looked like a real wife, which made Xue Cheng feel itchy and proud at the same time.

Such an outstanding girl is actually my wife.

Xue Cheng walked over, put his arm around Yixian's waist, put his chin on her shoulder, and said with a smile: "Of course it's because Chongqing's favorite person is Yixian."

"Maybe." Yixian glanced at him and then said seriously, "What about the Admiral? Which do you like better, me or Chongqing?"

"This..." Xue Cheng was dumbfounded. Although Chongqing was not here, some things could not be said casually, otherwise it would easily lay hidden dangers and become a time bomb.

Just as he was thinking about giving it a perfunctory answer, Yixian said before Xue Cheng could reply, "Don't say you like them all."

Xue Cheng said with a bitter face: "You are making it difficult for me. The left hand is as important as the right hand. How do you want me to choose?"

Yixian was just being naughty and had no intention of forcing Xue Cheng to make a choice. He just smiled when he heard this, then struggled a bit: "Alright, I won't ask. Admiral, let go."

"No." Xue Cheng clasped his hands tightly, not letting Yixian break free. He smiled evilly and blew air into Yixian's ear: "What's the hurry? Let me hold you for a while longer."

Yixian's earlobes were red, and he felt a tingling sensation in his sensitive ears. He felt a strange sensation, but he couldn't break free. In desperation, he had to resort to his trump card:

"Admiral, you have an appointment later, right? It's almost seven o'clock now. If you delay any longer, you might be late."

Xue Cheng was dumbfounded: "How did you know?"

Yixian took out his cell phone from his pocket, shook it towards Xue Cheng, and said helplessly, "Of course, his sister called me, worried that I would pester the admiral tonight and refuse to release him."

Xue Cheng looked at Ticonderoga's name displayed on the phone screen, silent.

We are used to seeing sisters pitting each other, so it’s a little hard to get used to people like Jiaozi Ji and Chongqing Yixian actively helping their sisters achieve their wishes.

After dinner, it was already dark outside. Xue Cheng left with Yixian's farewell and headed for his home in Essex.

"The admiral is coming?" The girl with long silver hair raised her eyebrows bravely in surprise.

She had just taken a bath, and her long hair was still damp with moisture. Since she didn't need to worry too much at home, she just casually put on a pair of cotton panties and a bath towel. The two ends of the towel fell from the sides of her neck, just resting on her chest.

She wasn't wearing slippers, and just stepped on the floor. Her cute, sparkling toes were enough to drive some people with special fetishes crazy, leaving behind wet footprints as she walked.

"Brave..." White Dumpling Bennington looked helplessly at the footprints on the ground. The floor was the one she had just wiped.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Yong Meng, completely unaware of the problem, glanced at Bennington curiously. Seeing that she seemed to be hesitant to speak, he retracted his gaze and looked at Ticonderoga, who had made the explosive statement earlier: "How did you know the admiral was coming?"

"Of course it was me who made it happen." Ticonderoga looked around proudly. Everyone was gathered in the living room. They had just finished dinner and no one had returned to their rooms yet.

"If we rely on guys like you, the Admiral would have been eaten up by others long ago."

Hancock lifted his bangs from his forehead and looked at her suspiciously: "Ticonderoga?"

"Idiot!" Ticonderoga knocked Hancock on the head and said in a fake angry tone, "Don't call me by my name!"

"You're the idiot, aren't you? Playing those boring spy games all day long."

Bell McCann, the chattering eagle, flapped his wings on his special aviary and cackled loudly:

"Although Hancock is also a childish little girl who likes to play the killer, you are still more stupid by comparison."

"Shut up!" Ticonderoga and Hancock's faces turned cold at the same time, and they shouted angrily at the chatterbox.

"Jiaozi! Your sister bullied me again!" The chattering eagle quickly flew to the back of the sofa behind Essex for protection.

Essex's face flushed. When she thought of the admiral's invitation to her, she couldn't help blushing and her heart beat fast. Her mind was in a mess and she couldn't concentrate at all.

She secretly looked at her sisters, but fortunately no one noticed her abnormality.

As for the chatterbox, she seemed to ignore him, which was unusual.

Revenge tilted his head and asked with difficulty: "Sister Jia Jia... facilitated it?"

"Hehe..." Ticonderoga folded his arms and said proudly, "Lexington and the others aren't the only ones who would initiate an attack on the Admiral. I want everyone to know that our Essex-class is also very powerful."

"So you invited the admiral to your home?" 16's face was expressionless, but there was a hint of inquiry in his tone.

Looking at the sisters' different expressions, Ticonderoga puffed out his chest proudly and said, "Don't get me wrong, I'm just a helper in making this happen. I didn't invite the admiral here, but my eldest sister did."

"Big sister?!" The dumplings looked at Essex in surprise.

Originally, everyone was only half-believing and half-doubting what Ticonderoga said. After all, this guy always played the role of an agent, being mysterious to everyone, and speaking half-truths and half-lies, which needed to be carefully discerned.

However, Essex's cheeks were slightly red and her expression was dazed, as if she was very shy. Could it be that what Ticonderoga said was true?

"Ah..." Essex came back to her senses. She looked at her sisters and shook her head quickly, saying, "No, it's not like that! It was the Admiral who took the initiative to come. I didn't..."

"Not my sister?" 16 looked a little shaken. The admiral had never taken the initiative towards her before.

"That piece of wood?" Bennington's expression also revealed a hint of surprise.

"Admiral... could it be that the terrible drug has damaged your brain?" Yongmeng's face was filled with worry.

"It's...unbelievable." Revenge also said in a low voice.

"You guys!" Bell McCann, who had just looked like a coward, said angrily, perhaps because he felt more confident standing next to Essex. "Is it so hard to admit the charm of dumplings? Oh! I get it!"

The bald eagle's sharp gaze swept across the girls one by one, his eyes filled with disdain. "It must be because Jiaozi has that guy's favor, while you have nothing, so you are jealous? Humph, how ugly and disgusting."

"Country chicken, are you looking for death?" Bennington's face was cold.

"Teacher Bell, please take back what you said!" Yong Meng narrowed his eyes, his tone carrying a hint of murderous intent.

"Even if it's Mr. Bell..." 16's eyes were filled with annoyance.

Hancock didn't say anything, but suddenly there was a book in his hand with "Cooking Encyclopedia" on the cover.

Revenge was even more direct. She was not good at words and didn't say much. Instead, she went straight to the kitchen and took out a sharp knife.