Today's tutelary fort remains peaceful.

Lexington took out a handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wiped the sweat off Xue Cheng. He said with a smile, "Admiral, you have just started exercising. If the intensity is too high, it might hurt your body. It's better not to do it."

"That's true." Xue Cheng pinched his arm. The muscle there was already aching slightly. It was obvious that the intensity of today's exercise had exceeded the body's tolerance. If he woke up early tomorrow, he would surely be sore all over.

Lexington noticed Xue Cheng's movements. She tilted her head and suddenly asked, "Admiral, do you need Lexington to give you a massage?"

Xue Cheng's heart skipped a beat. He looked at Lexington silently. The girl was putting her sweat-soaked handkerchief into the ship's space. Noticing Xue Cheng's gaze, Lexington blinked and gave him a faint smile.

"Okay, then I'll trouble Lexington." Xue Cheng said.

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One hundred and sixty-four, bathing together

Arriving at Lexington's house, as soon as he entered the door, a gust of cold air blew out. Xue Cheng shuddered, touched his arms, and the goose bumps that appeared from the sudden contact with the cold air said, "Why is the air conditioner turned so low?"

Lexington supported Xue Cheng's shoulders, changed his high heels, and said, "It must be her zodiac sign. She likes to take a nap in the living room with the air conditioner on."

The two walked in, and sure enough, a young girl was sleeping soundly on the sofa wrapped in a thick blanket, and the air conditioner hanging on the wall was blowing cold air.

The sleeping girl seemed to be a little cold. Her fingers were tightly clutching the blanket, and she curled up into a ball with a frown on her face. She looked pitiful, like an abandoned kitten.

Lexington walked over helplessly, turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, and then waved to Xue Cheng: "Admiral, don't disturb her, go to my room."

Xue Cheng nodded, watched Xingzuo's frown gradually relax, and followed Lexington up the stairs.

This was not the first time Xue Cheng had been to Lexington's room. He looked around casually and found that the furnishings in the room had not changed much. He sat in front of the dressing table and looked at the cosmetics on display.

"Do ship girls also need makeup?" Xue Cheng asked curiously. He had wanted to ask this for a long time.

"Sometimes," Lexington said as she walked over to the closet, leaned in to rummage through it, and replied, "I'll put on a little light makeup for more formal occasions, or when I go shopping."

"I think Lexington looks good without makeup." Xue Cheng didn't understand. He felt that with the natural beauty of the ship girl, she didn't need those things at all.

Lexington turned around and smiled faintly. "In formal occasions, wearing makeup is also a sign of respect and courtesy to others, such as attending meetings at the Navy Headquarters or meeting Ella. Although I don't like putting that stuff on my face either."

As he spoke, Lexington raised his hand and threw a piece of clothing on Xue Cheng's head. He took it off in a hurry. It was a white bathrobe.

"Admiral, take a shower before your massage. Look, you've sweated so much..."

……

There is a light mist floating in the bathroom, with a faint scent of lemon, which makes people feel refreshed.

Xue Cheng was soaking in the bathtub. The bath water with bath additives turned light green, with thick foam floating on the surface.

Normally, when he takes a shower, he just takes a shower and rarely takes a bath, let alone adds bath additives. But this time, Xue Cheng couldn't help but sigh: Bath additives are really a great invention.

"Admiral, isn't the water temperature a bit too high?"

Opposite Xue Cheng, Lexington smiled and scooped up a handful of hot water, pouring it on her swan-like graceful neck. The water slid down quickly, passed the towering and steep peak, and fell into the bathtub.

Unlike the previous bathing with Reputation, Xue Cheng and Lexington did not wear swimsuits this time.

"It's, it's okay." Xue Cheng was a little embarrassed. Fortunately, the bath spray had enough foam, and the bathroom was filled with steam, so the figure opposite him was not very clear.

Of course, Xue Cheng was not a hypocrite. In fact, he had seen everything long before he got into the bathtub. He was thankful that his ugly appearance would not be seen by the other party.

After all, Xue Cheng has been single since birth, and he is not yet accustomed to the gazes of the opposite sex, even if the girl opposite him is his nominal wife.

Perhaps... it's time to remove the word "name"? Xue Cheng suddenly smiled obscenely, but the soreness in his muscles seemed to be more obvious under the stimulation of the hot water. He shook his head helplessly.

Next time, next time for sure.

"Hmm?" Lexington tilted his head and looked at Xue Cheng strangely: "What's wrong, Admiral? Smirking and shaking your head? Are you thinking of something happy?"

"Nothing." Xue Cheng coughed lightly and changed the subject: "I was thinking about today's training. Tennessee is already challenging the 140 squat, while my bench press can only hit the empty bar."

Lexington leaned back, immersed himself in the scalding water, and breathed a sigh of relief. "Admiral, you're just a beginner. If you use heavy weights right from the start, you could easily get hurt."

"I know this, but I feel very embarrassed, especially when everyone is watching me." Xue Cheng touched his nose.

Lexington chuckled. "Actually, Admiral, you don't have to worry about it. People only look at you because you're an admiral, not because of how bad your training is."

"That being said, when people are paying attention, most people want to show their best side, right? When you walk down the street, Lexington, don't you want everyone to look at you?"

"No." Lexington's answer made Xue Cheng raise his eyebrows in surprise.

In the dense fog, Lexington raised his hand and tucked a strand of hair behind his ear, smiling faintly. "As long as I can attract the admiral's attention, I don't care about other people's eyes at all."

“…” Xue Cheng remained silent.

What should you do when a girl shows in front of you that she only cares about you?

Hug? Kiss?

Xue Cheng didn't know what others would choose, so he just did it.

After taking a shower, Xue Cheng put on his bathrobe and hung the washed clothes that he had thrown into the washing machine before taking a bath on the balcony, waiting for them to dry.

Although it was already afternoon, the setting sun was still strong. Xue Cheng hung the clothes where the sun could reach them, and they would dry in just an hour.

When he turned around and walked back into the room, Lexington was sitting in a chair, holding a hair dryer and looking at him with his head tilted.

Without Lexington saying anything, Xue Cheng came to the side, picked up the hair dryer, and carefully helped the girl dry her hair.

It really is one more skill, one more way out. Xue Cheng sighed, wouldn't what he learned from Mingwang come in handy?

While blowing her hair, he gently pressed the top of Lexington's head with his fingers. That was the acupuncture point that Mingwang had said could relax the mind and relieve fatigue after massage.

"The Admiral is starting to become more skilled." Lexington closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and murmured, "I remember when the Admiral first came back, he was like a piece of wood."

Xue Cheng coughed lightly: "Lexington, don't you like the way I look now?"

The girl opened her eyes, looked at Xue Cheng through the mirror on the dressing table, and pursed her lips: "I don't like it."

"Why?" Xue Cheng was a little surprised. He thought girls would like considerate men.

"Because..." Lexington held Xue Cheng's hand, fumbled to turn off the hair dryer, turned his head to look at him, and said resentfully: "Because the person who made the admiral skilled was not me."

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One hundred and sixty-five, take a walk

"Ahem..." Xue Cheng coughed awkwardly. Fortunately, Lexington didn't mean to embarrass him. She stood up, put the hair dryer away, patted Xue Cheng's shoulder gently, pointed at her bed, and said, "Admiral, lie down. I'll give you a massage."

Xue Cheng kicked off his slippers and lay down on the bed. Soon, a soft little hand pressed on his shoulder, neither too hard nor too soft.

"I heard from Georgievlov that a proper massage after exercise can effectively relieve muscle fatigue." Lexington said, "Next time, Admiral, after you finish your exercise, come and ask me to give you a massage."

"..." Xue Cheng did not answer, only the sound of even breathing could be heard.

"Admiral?" Lexington was a little surprised. She leaned over and saw that Xue Cheng had fallen asleep in just a few seconds.

"Falling asleep already?" Lexington shook her head helplessly. She had wanted to take the opportunity of the massage to say something to the admiral, but she didn't expect that he fell asleep as soon as he lay down.

Is he pretending to sleep? Lexington reached out to Xue Cheng's nose, hesitated for a moment, and ultimately didn't pinch it. He carefully massaged it for a while, then covered Xue Cheng with a blanket and tiptoed out.

Xue Cheng was indeed not pretending to be asleep.

I stayed up very late last night, didn't get enough sleep, and used up a lot of energy. I even sweated in the gym this afternoon and was already exhausted.

Just when he was taking a bath, sleepiness kept eroding his sanity, and then Xue Cheng lay on the bed, smelling the soothing fragrance of the quilt, enjoying the massage of the soft little hands, and fell asleep almost instantly.

When he woke up again, the sun outside was about to set. The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky red, and a large expanse of magnificent sunset glow was surging in the sky, like a flame, so gorgeous.

Xue Cheng sat up. His brain was still a little slow after just waking up. He stared at the empty room for a while before remembering his situation.

"I'm... at home in Lexington?" Xue Cheng shook his head. His neck muscles, which had always been stiff, moved smoothly. Although his arm and leg muscles ached slightly, he felt relaxed at the same time.

"Is this the effect of massage?" Xue Cheng put on his slippers and stretched out a little, then went to the balcony to get his clothes that had already dried and changed, and then left the room.

Walking down the stairs, he heard the faint sound of cutting vegetables from the direction of the kitchen. Xue Cheng followed the sound and saw Lexington, wearing an apron, busy at work.

"The Admiral is awake." Lexington glanced at him, sprinkled some spices into the pot where the ingredients were stewing, ran to the chopping board, picked up the knife, and skillfully cut the pepper into strips.

"Dinner is still being prepared. Admiral, please go to the living room and wait for a while."

Xue Cheng leaned against the door frame and watched for a while. Seeing that Lexington was preparing Chinese food, he suddenly felt itchy and said, "Since you can't handle it alone, how about I help you?"

"No thanks." Lexington refused bluntly, "Admiral, just go and rest. I can handle this here by myself."

Xue Cheng shrugged and didn't force his way in.

If Xue Cheng is able to do a task with ease and is not in a hurry, he will politely refuse if others ask for help.

It's not arrogance, nor does it mean that he misunderstood other people's good intentions. Xue Cheng just has some obsessive-compulsive disorder. Once he starts, he wants to finish it.

Xue Cheng looked around the living room. Xingxing, who had been curled up on the sofa and fast asleep, was nowhere to be seen. After hesitating for a moment, Xue Cheng said, "Lexington, I'm going out for a walk."

"Okay, just remember to come back in half an hour." Lexington said without raising his head.

After saying hello, Xue Cheng changed his shoes at the entrance and walked out of the room.

In the summer evenings, the sky darkens very slowly, but the blood-red setting sun stubbornly refuses to set, providing the earth with the last light and heat of the day.

However, because the Lexington house was blocked by a low hill, by the time Xue Cheng went out, the sky nearby had already darkened slightly.

Xue Cheng stood at the door, looking at a small path that meandered from the door to the direction of the low hill, feeling a little hesitant.

Probably because he had been ambushed by the dumplings twice, Xue Cheng always felt a little worried when he saw this dark forest path. But then he thought, it should be impossible for someone to ambush him near Lexington's house, right?

Especially since Ticonderoga suffered a great loss in terms of reputation, it seems to have stopped following me, so there shouldn't be any problem... right?

Xue Cheng thought about it and walked along the path.

The landscaping work at the garrison was very good, with large tracts of trees planted on both sides of the road. The further one went towards the low hills, the denser the trees became, and the originally somewhat hot temperature gradually dropped.

There were bursts of insect chirping all around, and the evening breeze blew through the treetops, making a rustling sound, somewhat like someone stepping on fallen leaves.

Xue Cheng casually picked a leaf from a hanging branch and played with it in his hand. He came to the foot of the mountain and looked at the steps leading to the top of the mountain. Just as he was about to walk up, he suddenly had an idea and stopped.

Just at this moment, a bright red figure jumped out from behind the big tree next to him and pounced on Xue Cheng.

With a breeze, the figure passed by Xue Cheng. Xue Cheng stared blankly at the leaf in his hand. The leaf had been cut into two pieces in the middle by a brilliant knife light.

"This..." Xue Cheng casually threw away the broken leaf and looked at the figure sheathing his sword. He said excitedly, "Omi, is your swordsmanship so powerful?"

"..." The figure froze slightly, then let out a hearty laugh in a hoarse voice: "Hahahaha... Omi? Who's that? This name sounds unfamiliar. It sounds like a world-famous swordsman with unparalleled swordsmanship..."

The figure turned around, her face hidden behind a black cloth, her true appearance could not be seen clearly, only two eyes of different colors were exposed.

"Omi." Xue Cheng narrowed his eyes and said helplessly: "You... don't think you are disguising yourself well, do you?"

"What... Um!" The man opened his mouth, but it was the crisp voice of a young girl. She quickly covered her mouth, coughed forcefully a few times, and said in a voice she thought was rough: "I don't understand what you are saying."