Elder brother's garrison

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Xiao Bai looked at Barbarossa's innocent face with an embarrassed expression.

Barbarossa's expression showed no blame towards Little White, but rather a faint curiosity, anticipation, and a strong sense of eagerness. Although these emotions were subtle, they were quite significant for Barbarossa, who usually maintained a poker face.

True.

Yesterday, Xiao Bai was indeed broken down by Barbarossa's words. Unable to bear the weight of her emotions, she couldn't help but open her ship's storage space and chug down a bottle of spare wine. She then vented her frustrations to Barbarossa. Afterward, Xiao Bai regretted her impulsiveness for quite some time, fearing that Barbarossa would hold a grudge against her for being sexually assaulted and would come after her.

Did not expect ah did not expect.

Barbarossa did come looking for him, but the reason he gave was completely different from what Xiaobai had imagined.

"Miss Barbarossa, do you mean... that I should do to you what I did that day..." Little White asked Barbarossa cautiously, shrinking his neck.

"Yes."

"Uh...why?" Xiaobai asked curiously.

"...I don't know." To Xiaobai's surprise, Barbarossa hesitated unexpectedly when this question was brought up. Her gaze lowered, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes, as she whispered to Xiaobai, "After you tackled me that day, I felt something strange..."

"wonderful?"

“Hmm.” Barbarossa’s tone returned to calm as he looked up at Little White. “No one has ever done this to me before, so… I’ve never had this strange feeling before, so I want to try it again.”

"Uh... if Miss Barbarossa wants to try, she can always ask Hindenburg... she lives with you, doesn't she..."

"I tried it with her."

"what?"

“I tried it with her,” Barbarossa said to Little White. “Unfortunately, it didn’t work. When she touched me, I didn’t feel anything. If I had to give an example, it felt like being rubbed by a whale on the hull of a ship.”

"You actually tried it..." Xiaobai smiled wryly.

“So, I think you’re different from everyone else.” Barbarossa muttered to Little White, gently moving her thigh closer to Little White. “Come touch me.”

"..." Little White watched Barbarossa approach, his body instinctively tensing up. "Wait, wait, Miss Barbarossa..."

"what happened?"

"I...I don't think this is right..."

"Isn't it good?" Barbarossa looked calmly at Little White. "I just want you to repeat what you did to me that day. And didn't you do it very decisively that day? You didn't even ask for my consent. Why are you making excuses now?"

Barbarossa's words were like arrows piercing Xiaobai's heart, leaving him speechless as he was already burdened with guilt.

What an eloquent and persuasive Dean of the Deep Sea!

Xiaobai lost.

"Well... alright then..." Xiaobai said, forcing herself to speak.

"Hmm," Barbarossa responded, stopping in front of Little White.

Little White and Barbarossa stared at each other for a moment.

“Um… Miss Barbarossa, the clothes…”

"Help me take it off."

“…Okay.” Xiaobai swallowed hard and reached for the button under Barbarossa’s collar.

Xixisuosuo.

tear up.

Little White stretched out her small hands, her face flushed, nervously yet skillfully unbuttoning Barbarossa's clothes.

To ease the awkwardness, Xiaobai started talking to Barbarossa while operating the system.

“Oh, right, Miss Barbarossa…”

"?"

"You just said that you and Hindenburg tried it at home before, right... How did you try it...?"

“I made her imitate your movements and do those things to me.”

"No, aren't you ashamed...?"

Why be shy?

"Ahem... never mind."

“Based on my memory, I asked her to try to recreate the scene as accurately as possible.” Seeing that Xiaobai was silent, Barbarossa spoke again, “I thought it would feel the same as before, but as I just said, she felt very ordinary to me, neither wonderful nor interesting… I am very curious as to why there is such a difference.”

"Is this why you came to see me, Miss Barbarossa..." Little White muttered.

"Aren't you curious? Why is she different from you?" Barbarossa lowered his head slightly and looked at Xiaobai after hearing Xiaobai's words.

"I... well..." Xiaobai stammered, revealing an embarrassed expression.

Xiao Bai wasn't curious at all.

Because Xiaobai already knew the answer in her heart.

What Xiaobai did to Barbarossa that day, strictly speaking, was an act of indecent assault. However, from another perspective, it was no different from Xiaobai's usual practice of masturbating Daewoo in the spiritual world. Daewoo's bodies are exceptionally sensitive, and they can perfectly respond to external stimuli. When masturbating Daewoo, even the slightest change in pressure or gesture can elicit completely different reactions from the deep-sea Daewoo. Xiaobai has masturbated hundreds, if not thousands, of Daewoo in the spiritual world. Even though Xiaobai has never seriously studied, relying solely on the Daewoo's corrective feedback, combined with Xiaobai's powerful memory, she has self-taught herself a set of massage techniques. Even if Xiaobai wrote this technique into a book and released it into the massage world, it would cause a huge stir, attracting massage masters from all walks of life to study it.

Of course.

Xiaobai's massage technique also has its drawbacks, namely that it is slightly vulgar. However, if combined with a state of intoxication, its power can be enhanced.

Barbarossa's attempt to imitate the already highly refined craftsmanship of the original Hindenburg technique inevitably falls short of achieving the same level of perfection, which is only natural.

Xiaobai knew the reason perfectly well, but he couldn't say it outright.

It wouldn't be good if I got beaten up.

During the conversation, Xiaobai loosened Barbarossa's collar, then withdrew his hand, sat up straight, and looked at Barbarossa with a serious expression.

"Miss Barbarossa, are you sure..."

"let's start."

"Okay... then I'll begin..." Xiaobai hesitantly raised her hand.

"..." Barbarossa silently watched the little white hand reaching out to him, his expression calm, his eyes shining, not at all like someone welcoming indecent assault.

Xixisuosuo.

Xixisuosuo.

(Rusting sound.)

In the still-lingering darkness of the early morning, Xiao Bai's hand carefully pressed against Barbarossa's skin, tracing the snow-white texture, and slowly slipped into Barbarossa's collar.

The soft, full texture enveloped Xiaobai's palm.

The sound of fabric rubbing against each other echoed in the air.

Xiao Bai didn't drink today, so she wasn't nearly as bold as she was the day before yesterday. In addition, she had some inexplicable feelings of guilt towards Barbarossa, which made her extra careful and timid this time.

“You’ve been much more careful than last time,” Barbarossa’s voice rang out.

"Ah... um... don't you like it..." Xiaobai stopped and looked up.

What came into Xiaobai's view was Barbarossa, her cheeks slightly flushed, her eyes like water, breathing softly. Her gaze was somewhat dreamy and hazy, her upper body trembling slightly, and her white hair hanging down over her open neckline, adding to her delicate femininity and making her look like a beautiful painting.

It seems that although Xiao Bai's movements were hesitant, his skills were still as good as ever.

As expected of myself.

Xiaobai quickly lowered her head, and before Barbarossa could tell her to stop, she slowly continued the massage.

Today's process was far less unrestrained than the day he pushed Barbarossa. It was just simple movements, but it still reminded Barbarossa of the wonderful feeling of that day. Barbarossa's breathing gradually increased over time, and the crimson color spread across her face like paint. In the end, Barbarossa could not control her throat and couldn't help but let out some low, almost inaudible "hmm" sounds from her lips.

Barbarossa's reaction made Xiaobai increasingly embarrassed.

Barbarossa... seems to be quite obsessed with Xiaobai's techniques.

This Miss Barbarossa... she seems like a young girl who has never tasted forbidden flavors before, but after trying them once, she became addicted and couldn't resist.

Chapter 2093 The Text in the Tower

Not good.

What if she pounces on me the next second...?

As Xiaobai listened to Barbarossa's moans filling the air and felt the increasingly soft, cool touch coming from his palm, a strange thought popped into his head.

Thinking of this, Xiaobai secretly looked up at Barbarossa's expression. Sure enough, Barbarossa was covering his mouth, trying his best to suppress the sounds coming out, but his two bright eyes were staring at him in a daze. His expression was as if he was about to pin him down on the bed and devour him.

really!

Seeing Barbarossa's reaction, Xiaobai was initially overjoyed, but then he was startled and quickly regained his composure.

indeed.

Barbarossa is a very charming abyssal dean, with an icy temperament, pitiful features, a unique way of doing things, and a wonderfully cute contrast in various little things. If you disregard her status as one of the bosses in this eighth chapter's conquest, it's impossible for Xiaobai not to like her.

But no!

Xiao Bai stated that she is not the kind of person who takes advantage of others in distress.

Although Barbarossa is considered mature among the Abyssal Deans, she is still a pure and innocent flower compared to humans. She is unaware of many joys that only humans know. However, these are not things that can be done to just anyone. If the innocent girl bullies her because of her experience, not only will she be criticized by the ship girls in a meeting after the matter is exposed, but the Abyssal Will in the spiritual world may also look down on her.

"I..." Just then, Barbarossa spoke softly to Little White with eyes as clear as water, and his upper body leaned slightly towards Little White.

A cool breath, carrying a faint fragrance, wafted towards the young man's face.

"Ah! It's almost dawn!" In that split second, Little White shouted, then swiftly pulled his hands out of Barbarossa's chest, and stared at Barbarossa with his innocent eyes, saying, "Miss Barbarossa, speaking of which, my family has some fine tea. Would you like some tea?"

As Xiaobai withdrew her hands, Barbarossa first felt a strong sense of emptiness, but along with the emptiness, her burning thoughts slowly calmed down. Barbarossa maintained her half-leaning posture, blinked and looked at Xiaobai for a while, then lowered her head and looked at her arms that were pressed against Xiaobai's legs, and couldn't help but remain silent for a while.

"...Hmm." Barbarossa gradually regained his senses.

"Alright, I'll go get you some tea right now!" Upon hearing Barbarossa's reply, Xiaobai felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He rolled over from under Barbarossa to the tent entrance, then jumped out and ran towards the center of the hall.

As she ran, Xiaobai's heart was still pounding. She patted her chest and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Tea—what is it?" Barbarossa's wistful voice came from inside the tent.

"Tea... ah, tea is, a kind of beverage, you can drink it by mixing it with water." Xiaobai said to the tent, then sat down on a chair in the hall and scratched his head.

In the heat of the moment, Xiao Bai blurted out "pour some tea" and ran out, forgetting that these Deep Sea Deans had never seen tea before.

But it's okay.

There was tea in Xiaobai's ship equipment space. When Lexington made tea for Xiaobai, Xiaobai casually took a few packets and stuffed them in.

Xiao Bai opened her ship's equipment space, took out tea leaves, picked up a nearby water cup, and stood by the campfire to heat the water. The process of brewing tea was quite complicated. Xiao Bai had seen Lexington brew tea a few times. When she brewed tea with professional teaware, she said that tea and water should be separated, and that brewing tea should only take a few seconds. The first brew should be discarded, and the second and third brews should be drunk. However, Xiao Bai didn't have so many requirements now. She just threw the tea leaves into the boiling water, as long as she could get some flavorful hot water.

Watching the liquid in the glass gradually change color, Xiaobai touched his chest and let out another long sigh of relief.

What a pity...

But more than anything, I feel proud.

She resisted the temptation of the deep-sea elder sister! She did not let down the ship girl who placed high hopes on her, nor the will of the deep sea!

Xiao Bai was very satisfied with his performance today and was confident that the Deep Sea Will in his spiritual world would also be very satisfied with his performance.

-

In the spiritual world.

"Tsk."

"Pretending."

The will of the deep sea turned its head to the other side and gently smacked its lips.

"It's boring."

Deep Sea Will waved its hand, turning off the 42-inch TV in front of it. Then, it muttered something unpleasantly and glanced at the Deep Sea Phoenixes beside it, who were holding video cameras and standing ready.

Some of the deep-sea giant phoenixes wore yellow ribbons on their heads, dressed like passionate directors; some carried small blackboards that made a snapping sound, the kind used for filming movie clips; and others carried megaphones, microphones, light bulbs, and other such items.

"Alright, everyone, step back."

The giant phoenixes scattered with a whoosh.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

After the tea was brewed, Xiaobai carried the steaming cup back to the tent.

Inside the tent, Barbarossa, now looking much calmer, sat in the spot where Xiaobai had just been, curiously looking at the water cup in Xiaobai's hand.

"Is this tea?" Barbarossa asked.