Commander, you smell so good.

So he suggested that they sit down and have a good talk.

"Sit down and talk?"

"Yes, since you think they don't understand and don't know how to adapt, then why don't you sit down and talk it out? After all, you are sister ships. Is there anything that can't be discussed privately?"

"If all else fails, sit with her in the Holy Church. As a cardinal, in a sense, God's spokesperson, you can only confide in the church and not lie."

After saying that, Jiang Zheng opened the Coke and took a gulp. Although it was not as cold as before after being exposed to the sun, the slightly cool feeling and sweet taste really made him feel relaxed and enjoyable.

As for what he said about sitting down and having a good talk, Bal raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling uncomfortable, because she had tried such a simple thing before. The most direct and decisive way to seek communication was naturally the best way, but in the end she always held on to her own opinions and chose to keep silent in the end, ending the topic in this way.

But what made Jean Bart happy was that the bad ideas that Jiang Zheng occasionally came up with seemed to be quite effective. At least it made Jean Bart believe that his sister would definitely not lie in the church.

Thinking of this, and thinking of such a good method, Bal curled up the corners of her mouth and revealed a faint smile, which immediately attracted Jiang Zheng's attention and he stared at her smiling face.

"...Tsk, what are you looking at?"

"Nothing, it's just that it's the first time I see you smile so happily. It's really rare. In my impression, you were... I won't say more."

Noticing his intense gaze, Bal glared slightly. Ling Jiang was about to shake his head and was about to make a more vivid gesture, but when he saw her increasingly unhappy face, he finally gave up.

But just as Jiang Zhengcai gave up on doing this, she started laughing, cursing at the same time:

"You are a really interesting person. Although you are not very good-looking, I have to say that it is rare to find someone who speaks as nicely as you do."

"Your way of solving and comforting people is very old-fashioned, but your honesty makes up for it. Who are you?"

"I am MAGA"

In response to Jean Bart's personal attack, Jiang Zheng responded with a wave of praise for his greatness, and there was no need to say more. Besides, he is not bad looking, right?

Seeing that the relationship between Jiang Zheng and Jean Bart had eased a lot and the atmosphere had returned to normal, Dunkirk and Algeria looked at each other and could see joy in each other's eyes.

Sure enough, he can do it.

......

"Jiang Zheng, this is our Iris Black Pepper Steak. It's made with the tenderloin of a special cow. It's rubbed with pepper salt on both sides and then drizzled with pepper sauce. It's very delicious. Come and try it!"

"So you can cook, Algeria? That's quite surprising, but if you and Dunkirk cook, I'm sure it will be delicious. And the clothes you put on look great."

Algeria, wearing a chef's scarf and hat, placed a plate of freshly cooked steak in front of him with an expectant and happy smile on his face.

Jiang Zheng praised them, and looking at Algeria in her home apron and Dunkirk in her butler's uniform, he couldn't help but praise their clothes.

Although the Algerian wore an apron and a chef's hat, the rest of her clothes were shorter. Originally, only her shoulders were exposed, but now her curvy collarbones were exposed. Her round thighs stood straight, and the original suspenders were replaced with tights, which made people want to touch them even more.

The butler's uniform on Dunkirk brings a gender impact, because butler's uniforms are often worn by men, but Dunkirk looks quite heroic when wearing it.

The tailoring and design are both decent and elegant, exquisite and sophisticated, coupled with her long hair tied up and the silver-gray strands falling down, and her elegant and standard movements, not to mention that she is a knight and a ship girl, which makes her even more charming.

After just a few glances, Jiang Zheng turned his gaze back to the plate of steak on the table.

It is a thick-cut type, both sides have been fried on low heat and coated with black pepper salt. The meat is a cooked dark red, and a faint aroma of protein emanates from the shredded meat. It is drizzled with a sauce made of heavy cream and mustard. In an instant, the delicious milk and fragrance blend with the aroma of meat, which is really mouth-watering.

Jiang Zheng didn't say anything more about this. Instead, he picked up the knife and fork with both hands, pressed the fork against the thickness of the steak, and carefully cut it with the knife, revealing the tender pink meat inside, and slowly put it into his mouth.

“...very delicious! Absolutely delicious!”

As he put it into his mouth, the delicious taste of the meat combined with the sauce seemed to give pleasure to his taste buds. Jiang Zheng gave Algeria a thumbs up, still chewing in his mouth, but his eyes were full of admiration.

Although there are some differences due to different tastes, deliciousness can be shared and no one can resist the delicious taste of meat.

"Really? That's great. I was worried that you, Jiang Zheng, might not like this taste. After all, I heard that Donghuang's eating habits would be incompatible with Iris's."

Taking off the chef's hat, Algeria sat beside him, holding up her face and watching him enjoy the food with a happy smile, and a smile unconsciously appeared on her face.

After all, this was a private dish she had prepared for a long time. If he didn't like it, it would be a bit troublesome.

This made Jean Bart, who was sitting opposite him, feel a little strange, but the next moment she seemed to have thought of something and quickly turned her head to look at Dunkirk.

Seeing Dunkirk slowly nod his head, Barr realized that Algeria was serious.

But what she didn't notice was that there was a hint of envy in Dunkirk's eyes when he looked at Algeria.

Chapter 203 If you like someone, chase him. If you can’t catch him, just force him.

After eating the steak and foie gras, Jiang Zheng saw that Algeria had served Boston clam chowder. When he was about to enjoy it, he suddenly noticed the identities of Algeria and Dunkirk.

"Aren't you going to eat? And you're acting as butler and chef respectively?"

"We're not acting, because we are indeed chefs and butlers. It's just that this is the first time you've seen us dressed like this, Jiang Zheng. After all, there always needs to be a sense of ceremony."

Algeria, who had already served the dishes, did not change back into her usual attire, but just sat next to him, just like before, ready to see his expression of wanting food. In response to his sudden curiosity, she simply explained it with one sentence and said no more.

Jiang Zheng didn't say anything about this, but tasted her cooking, and in his heart he exaggerated that there was no difference between her and the chef.

The scene became quiet. None of the ship girls present were used to talking while eating. However, Bar supported her face with one hand and looked at him bluntly, wondering what she was thinking.

After a full meal, Jiang Zheng felt a little sleepy. This was something that would happen after consuming enough nutrients from food, but it wasn't a good idea to lie down here.

After saying goodbye to Dunkirk and the others, Jiang Zheng returned to his room. Although he had not visited many places along the way, he still knew the way back.

Seeing his leaving figure, Jean Bart looked at Algeria and then at Dunkirk. He could see the lost expressions on their faces, just like a girl in love who regretted that her date today did not go through.

Raising an eyebrow, he put one foot too high on the stool, supported his face with his right hand, scratched the hair beside his ear, and his red eyes revealed impatience.

"I'm not saying you guys actually like this guy... Although I'm not sure if he's "He" or not, the way you're being so coy is really unbearable."

"If you like him, then go after him. If that doesn't work, just force him. How can you say you like him if you don't even dare to force yourself? If he doesn't like you, he will naturally resist. Wouldn't it be better if he doesn't resist?"

Jean Bart muttered to himself, saying twisted words one after another without thinking. They sounded very bold, which made Dunkirk, who was standing next to her, blush and shake his head quickly. How could anyone do that?

However, Dunkirk refused, but Algeria blinked, with stars in its eyes.

Although it is a bit unreasonable, maybe this will work?

"Sir, you are right. This is a good idea, but I can't do it right now because I haven't fully expressed my feelings to him."

Although it is quite useful, if Algeria shakes its head, such means can only be used as a last resort. Who would be so direct at the beginning?

Jean Bart did not say anything about this. She had only seen some information on how to communicate with the opposite sex on the web, and it did not sound very reliable. If Algeria did the same thing, she would feel a little unhappy.

Jeanbal didn't know what she was unhappy about, but she just felt instinctively unhappy.

......

Walking through the wide corridor and returning to the room, Jiang was thinking that he had not visited Odin and Parseval today, and he didn't know where his witch and god king were.

Thinking of going back to the room to get his phone back and then going to find the witch to chat, when he inserted the key into the keyhole and turned it, Jiang Zheng was almost scared by the figure standing in front of him before he took a step.

After focusing his sight and confirming that the figure in front of him was Gascoigne, the ship girl he had just awakened not long ago, Jiang Zheng patted his chest.

Just standing there without saying a word is scary.

When Gascoigne, who had originally closed his eyes, noticed the door opening, he suddenly opened them, and his beautiful golden pupils locked onto Jiang Zheng. Then he moved stiffly, imitating the maid's skirt-lifting posture, but his movements were very stiff: he spoke of his return.

"Identity confirmed—Welcome back, Master"

"Well, I'm back. How's Gascoigne? Did Sister Li say anything to you? She and you are like sister ships. It would be nice for you two to have a good talk."

Jiang Zheng didn't care about Gascoigne, who looked like a robot. This might be a problem with her setting, but it added a different cuteness.

I raised my hand to touch her head, but her metal ears pressed down to the left and right, and she would choose to avoid it on her own.

It felt a bit magical. Jiang Zheng touched her head and then tried to touch the pair of metal ears. This time, the intentional touch did not automatically avoid them. He felt the cold texture of the metal and the bumps of different structures.

While Jiang was playing with this curiously, Gascony closed her eyes tightly, and her cheeks, which were already blushing from his touch, had now spread to her ears.

For the ship girl, touching the other parts is also like caressing her body, not to mention that it is closer to the head, making it even more sensitive.

If Jiang Zheng looked down slightly at this time, he would be able to see Gascony's slightly opened eyes, which were charming and had red eyes.

As a being awakened by him, Gascony would not resist any of his will, but even so, he could not resist his intimate actions towards him.

"Commander, are you back?"

A soft and cute voice interrupted his continued action. He stopped, turned his head slightly and saw Flanders walking towards him in the hall. Her smaller and cuter figure formed a sharp contrast with her oversized cloak, like a hamster running towards him in a towel.

"Of course, I'm back, Flandre. Why are you still wearing this cloak? You don't have to wear it here. It's too tiring."

He walked up to Flandre, bent down and held her smaller body in his arms, looking at her pure and lovely expression and gentle eyes as well as her chubby body.

For some reason, Jiang Zheng wanted to love her well.

Jiang Zheng, who didn't realize he was heading towards a lolita complex, nodded at her delicate nose, causing Flandre to blink her big eyes. After enjoying his affection for her, she slowly said:

"Thank you for your kindness. Being able to be by your side is my greatest wish. As for my appearance, if you don't like it, I will do as you wish."

After he finished speaking, the next moment the clothes on Flanders body suddenly disappeared, and his fair body like mutton-fat jade made Jiang Zheng suddenly retreat tactically.

This is what I wanted, right?

Chapter 204 Angel Halo

"Wuwu... Sorry, Commander, I thought you wanted my whole body."

"It's okay. I just woke you up not long ago. It's normal that you don't know about this. It's enough for you to know now."

Knowing that he did not want to get to know her body in depth, and after being taught by Jiang Zheng, Flanders realized that there was something wrong with his behavior. He shyly nestled in his arms, his clothes had been changed back, and he was no longer naked and white.

After taking off the cloak, Flandre's clothes look more like a strapless swimsuit, but it is particularly gorgeous, and she also wears seductive black stockings.

He stared at her slowly swaying alluring feet. The delicate and smooth black stockings wrapped around her pair of jade feet, which were small and exquisite, with ten toes slightly curled up, as round as pearls. Through the alluring stockings, he could vaguely see the pink toes.

The delicate and graceful arch of the foot is as adorable as a work of art, and one can't help but want to hold it in the palm of one's hand and massage it slowly.

After just a few more glances, Jiang Zheng's gaze naturally attracted Flanders and Gascoigne. The former continued to shake her feet after feeling his gaze, with a hint of joy in her eyes that she didn't even understand, while Gascoigne was looking at his expression at the moment and loading his new record.

Record and save.

"And Gascoigne, you don't have to wear a ship uniform. Why don't you try to do the same as Flandre?"

After moving his eyes away, Jiang Zheng looked at Gascoigne who was sitting next to him. Although it was nice to feel the softness of her chest with her left hand in his arms, the gauntlet had to be put away.

It hurts when it's pinched.

"Instructions received, cancel common costume display..."

It would be more accurate to say that she was following his instructions rather than listening to his advice. When Jiang Zheng didn't notice, a series of data streams flowed through her eyes. The next moment, the armor on her hands and feet was all removed, and even the pair of metal ears on her head and the strange circling rings on her head disappeared, revealing her white and tender hands and legs wrapped in black stockings. She looked more like a human than a ship girl.

"Asking, should I keep this image as my daily outfit?"

"Well... keep the ears on your head, and the floating disc."

Jiang Zheng took a deep look at Gascoigne's current appearance. Although the Gascoigne in front of him was more in line with the identity of a human, this was actually the characteristic of a lost ship girl, even though her way of speaking was very inhuman.

After all, the metal horns and the ring on Gascoigne's head are the essence. No matter what, the metal horns are a must, just like the girl with animal ears. Can she be called a girl with animal ears without animal ears?

"Command received, signal receiver and reconnaissance sensor retained..."

The next moment, the metal horns and rings on Gascony's head returned, and the rings even rotated on their own, as if they were happy to be preserved.

At this moment, Jiang Zheng saw the faint smile on Gascoigne's face, and he was looking at him. There seemed to be emotion in his eyes, staring at him straight.

Jiang Zheng opened his eyes wide to look, but the smile she just showed was as if it wasn't there. Her face was still expressionless, and there was no obvious emotion in her eyes. Apart from the pitch-black cross, her golden eyes looked very empty.

Her hands wrapped around him again, feeling unexpectedly clingy.

This could only be regarded as an illusion. After giving her a faint smile and stroking her head and soft hair, Jiang Zheng continued to tease the lovely Flanders in his arms. She was so naive and pure as a blank sheet of paper.

I'm looking forward to seeing what she'll become after she learns more.

After kissing her smooth little face a few times, Jiang Zheng laughed as he saw her blushing slightly and lowering her head shyly.

After accompanying them for a short while, Jiang Zheng felt more and more sleepy. He yawned and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have not yet gone to find the witch.

But if I go there now, I probably won’t be able to sleep.

Jiang Zheng told the two of them to do whatever they wanted to do or what they were interested in, and then he prepared to go to the bedroom to take a nap.

However, before he could take two steps, a small hand grabbed the corner of his clothes. He turned around and saw that it was Flanders who was holding him. He looked as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. Finally, he asked:

"Commander, do you need a bedmate for Flandre?"

"You're so young and still thinking about this? I tell you, since you've said that, I won't be a gentleman anymore."

Having said that, Jiang Zheng smiled crookedly, then bent down and picked her up like a princess, hugged the delicate little person in his arms, bent down and kissed her little face, looking into those eyes that were always so pure and flawless, like a beautiful violet flower.