Today's tutelary fort remains peaceful.

However, the image I have of Hu Teng in his costume change is that he's dressed as a demon or witch, right? Fresh blood type and all... sounds more like something a vampire would like, right?

As if sensing Xue Cheng's inner urge to complain, Hu Teng added, "The blood should also be topped with candy made from pure souls, and a devil's horn stuck in the cup."

"Okay, Miss." Xue Cheng turned around, put one hand on his chest, and bowed slightly to Hu Teng: "Your will will be carried out."

He poured a glass of tomato juice, added ice, and then inserted a slice of lemon into the rim. Xue Cheng placed the glass and snacks on the coffee table, then walked over to Hu Teng, stood like a waiter, and said with a smile, "Miss, do you have any other requests?"

Hu Teng picked up the cup, took a sip of tomato juice, then extended his pink tongue and swept the red juice from the corner of his lips into his mouth, a satisfied smile on his face.

"Lick my feet first, and then swear allegiance to me." She shook her small feet wrapped in black stockings. Ship girls are different from humans. Even though they were wearing long boots before, they were still clean and tidy without any peculiar smell.

Xue Cheng looked at the dangling foot and suddenly felt that this request was not so excessive.

"Huh? I don't think I'm a foot fetishist?" Xue Cheng suddenly came to his senses and met the girl's teasing gaze. He felt his thick skin burning.

My cultivation is still insufficient, as I was easily defeated. Xue Cheng reflected on this in his heart and decided to work harder to improve his skin.

"Naughty." Xue Cheng reached out and touched Hu Teng's head through the military cap, then sat down beside her. "But I didn't expect that the usually serious Hu Teng would actually make such a joke."

Hutten blinked. "Of course not, normally. After all, those kids look up to us adults as role models, so of course we have to be reliable... Oh, by the way, Tirpitz is an exception."

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"But keeping a straight face in front of the Admiral is a bit too boring."

The girl looked at Xue Cheng steadily: "Admiral, you don't want me to be with you wearing a mask, right?"

"..." Xue Cheng was speechless. No one wanted to be with a partner who was unwilling to be sincere to each other, and he was no exception.

He casually picked up the drink on the coffee table and took a sip. However, it was not until the slightly sour taste of the drink stimulated his taste buds that Xue Cheng suddenly realized that the drink in his hand was the same one Hu Teng had just drunk.

Looking at the rim of the cup where she had drunk from, there was a light pink lip print on it.

Indirect kiss? Xue Cheng's expression suddenly became strange, but he was no longer the innocent boy he used to be. Just this level of kiss could not stir up too much waves in his heart.

That’s right, you can’t.

Xue Cheng was just thinking when a fragrant breeze blew over him. He turned around and saw Hu Teng's little face beside him.

The military cap on her head had been taken off at some point and placed on the armrest of the sofa. The girl combed her long silver hair with her fingers and looked at Xue Cheng with a hint of shyness.

"Admiral." Hu Teng's tone was gentle, which was inconsistent with the coldness she displayed.

The girl took a deep breath, winked at Xue Cheng, and lowered her gaze to the cup in Xue Cheng's hand. She said softly, "The Admiral is human. Drinking this forbidden thing that only demons can enjoy could easily lead to accidents."

"How, how could this happen..." Xue Cheng reacted quickly and immediately pressed his hand against his chest, breathing heavily as if in pain. He stretched out his hand to Hu Teng with difficulty: "Miss Witch, please save me!"

"I really can't do anything about you." Hu Teng lowered his eyes, gracefully took the cup from Xue Cheng's hand, and put it under his nose to take a light sniff. "Let me save you, fragile human."

When she raised her head again, the girl's fair face was faintly flushed. She held the cup in one hand and put the other hand on Xue Cheng's shoulder. She put the tomato juice to her mouth and took a small sip, then slowly approached.

"Hmm..." The four lips pressed tightly together, and a trickle of light red liquid slowly dripped down the corner of Xue Cheng's mouth.

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282. Lion Queen

After a light sleep, Hindenburg was awakened by a burst of heat.

She opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling for a while before she remembered that she had not turned on the air conditioner before going to bed.

"By the way, this is the admiral's bedroom..." Hindenburg blinked. The air conditioner in her bedroom was rarely turned off, and the room maintained the most suitable temperature all year round.

Perhaps it was because it was taken for granted that I forgot to turn on the air conditioner before going to bed.

"It's all the Admiral's fault." Hindenburg did not blame himself for his carelessness, but decisively pushed the responsibility onto Xue Cheng, and then found the air conditioner remote control from the bedside.

The cold wind blew out from the air conditioner, turning the room into a cool world. Hindenburg wiped the sweat from his forehead with a tissue and suddenly felt a little thirsty.

She thought for a moment, then tore off her shirt that was already soaked with sweat. Thinking that the admiral was the only one in the room, she was too lazy to look for clothes and walked out of the room barefoot.

Hindenburg went downstairs and came to the refrigerator in the living room. She took out a bottle of drink and started drinking it. Just as she was about to throw away the empty bottle and go back to sleep for a while, she suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the living room was a little wrong.

Almost subconsciously, Hindenburg turned his gaze to the center of the living room.

Then she froze.

That's... Hu Teng? Hindenburg looked at the silver-haired girl sitting astride Xue Cheng's thighs, one hand on his shoulder, the other holding a drink, and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

The two people in the living room did not notice her. It seemed that there was only each other in their eyes. Their indifferent attitude made Hindenburg's brows twitch constantly.

Especially when Hindenburg saw that the two finally separated, but the next second, Huteng took another sip of his drink and came over, the resentment in his heart grew even more uncontrollably.

She remembered that not long ago, the admiral belonged to her alone, but she didn't expect that in just a short while, Hu Teng would steal his home.

Hindenburg resisted the urge to throw the bottle of drink in his hand at the couple on the sofa and screamed, "You...what are you two doing!"

Xue Cheng and Hu Teng, who were immersed in the warm atmosphere, suddenly stiffened and separated as if they had been electrocuted.

Xue Cheng hurriedly wiped the silver hair from the corner of his mouth, while Hu Teng pressed Xue Cheng's chest and flipped him to the other end of the sofa, not even caring about the tomato juice in the cup spilling on the sofa.

"You..." Hindenburg's brows twitched, and he threw the drink bottle to the ground angrily. He walked up to the two of them and said angrily, "It's still daytime! Can you two pay attention?"

Hu Teng was frantically fixing her bangs and was about to explain, but when she saw Hindenburg's current appearance, she was stunned.

Hindenburg was wearing only sports shorts, his short hair was disheveled, his fair skin was covered with finger marks, his cheeks were flushed, but the charm between his eyebrows had not faded even after a while.

Anyone who is not a naive little girl can guess what she and Xue Cheng just did.

Hutten especially noticed that Hindenburg showed no signs of ankle injury when he walked over.

So the twisted ankle and all that was staged by this guy himself, right? His goal was to trick the admiral, and then...

Hu Teng's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at the furious Hindenburg expressionlessly, saying, "It feels a bit awkward to hear you say that. Hindenburg, how about I see you first before I condemn you?"

"Me?" Hindenburg was confused and lowered his head subconsciously, then he was petrified.

"This, this, this..." Hindenburg hurriedly covered his chest, regretting that he did not have long hair and could not use it to cover his body.

"It's not like that. I didn't. I just..."

Hindenburg wanted to make excuses, but when the facts were laid out before him, any excuse was powerless.

"Heh..." Hu Teng sneered. She first glanced at Xue Cheng, and when he looked away guiltily, she turned her gaze to Hindenburg. "Compared to what the Admiral and I did, it seems that you've gone even further, haven't you?"

"So, so what?" Hindenburg curled his lips and simply stopped trying to defend himself. He said confidently, "I'm the admiral's wedding ship. What's wrong with that?"

"Yes, of course." Hu Teng pulled Xue Cheng's arm and hugged him, then said: "But I am also the admiral's wedding ship, so the admiral will come to accompany me next time."

"You!" Hindenburg glared at Hutten.

"Okay, everyone, stop arguing." Seeing the atmosphere between the two becoming increasingly tense, Xue Cheng quickly stepped forward to mediate:

"What's the point of arguing? We're all family. I heard Hutten and Hindenburg still live together. Can't they just be more tolerant of each other?"

"What does the admiral mean?" Hu Teng glanced at Xue Cheng.

Hindenburg still folded his arms and looked at him coldly.

"Hutten and Hindenburg, I want them all." Xue Cheng spread his arms, made a heroic gesture of swallowing the world, and said affectionately: "You are all my wings!"

Then he was beaten down by the two of them.

Facts have proved that not all relationships between ship girls can be like that between Yixian and Chongqing, or Omi and the 13th battleship.

However, although she knocked Xue Cheng down with a punch, Hu Teng did not leave angrily. She seemed determined to destroy the private time between Hindenburg and Xue Cheng. No matter how Hindenburg verbally pressured her, she had no intention of leaving.

Of course, she was not shameless enough to have anything happen with Xue Cheng under Hindenburg's nose. She just played the role of a light bulb and squeezed into the big bed with the two of them even when she went to bed late.

The next morning, after breakfast, an annoyed Hindenburg forcibly dragged Hu Teng away. After Xue Cheng cleaned up the house briefly, he called Akagi.

"Hello? Admiral?" The voice on the other end of the line was a little slurred, accompanied by chewing sounds, as if someone was eating. "Ah...what's going on?"

Although it was breakfast time, Xue Cheng did not feel that he was disturbing the other party, because for Akagi, he could eat at any time.

Xue Cheng asked unhappily, "How dare you ask? Are you not planning the celebration anymore? You should visit the department today."

"Planning that kind of thing..." A gurgling sound came from the receiver, followed by a long sigh and a burp.

Akagi's lazy voice then rang out, "For something like that, wouldn't it be better for the Admiral to go alone?"

"..." It was clear that Chicheng was full of energy before, and Xue Cheng wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to slack off, so how come their positions suddenly changed?

Xue Cheng raised his question curiously. Akagi on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, then said in a tone full of resentment:

"Even I would get angry if I saw the Admiral using the opportunity of doing business to be affectionate with everyone."

"..." Xue Cheng suddenly felt unable to refute.

After a brief silence, Xue Cheng naturally changed the subject and asked, "So today..."

"Not just today," Akagi said. "The remaining factions will be handled by the Admiral himself. As for me, I'll just stay home with Kaga, drink tea and eat snacks, and wait for good news."

"But..." Before Xue Cheng could finish his words, a busy tone came from the receiver.

"It turns out that Yamato Nadeshiko from Akagi would also get angry about this kind of thing." Xue Cheng pressed his temple and muttered to himself helplessly.

Without Akagi's help, he would have to face the ship girls of his department alone.

Hmm, who's the boss of the department? The Prince of Wales? The Lion? Well, while both of them are quite vocal in the department, the Lion Queen doesn't seem to like to express her opinions.

Come to think of it, I think I stood up the Prince of Wales. I've been so busy these past few days that I haven't had a chance to apologize. If I were to apologize now, would it...

Xue Cheng's eyes were dazed for a moment, as if he saw a terrifying future where he was tied up with an iron chain by the girl wearing an eyepatch and led around everywhere...

I don’t want that kind of future!

Xue Cheng shuddered and drove the image out of his mind.

Although he was frightened by the delusion in his mind and wanted to put the department last, after weighing the pros and cons for a while, Xue Cheng finally set his target for today on the Prince of Wales.

However, the closer he got to the Prince of Wales's house, the more guilty he felt. The house was only a few dozen meters away from the villa, but he could not close the short distance no matter what.

Otherwise, it’s better to go back...

Just as Xue Cheng was hesitating, three girls were walking towards him from not far away.

The proud Lion Queen wore an aristocratic long dress today. Her hands were empty, not holding the huge lion-head jeweled scepter. Her brilliant golden hair was casually tied up and fixed with a crown-shaped hairpin.

There was no expression on her face, and there was a hint of arrogance in her eyes.