Elder brother's garrison

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Xiao Bai touched her lips with her finger and suddenly felt a little dry.

Come to think of it, I haven't eaten or drunk anything since I got up...

"York, I'm going to the kitchen to find something to eat. Everyone at the naval base is very kind, so feel free to introduce yourself!" Little White said to York, then took off running into the kitchen.

York looked at the destroyers and Saratoga with some apprehension.

Just as York was about to say something, a door creaked open not far away, and a beautiful ship girl in a cheongsam walked out of the room, looking a little sleepy.

Her soft, jade-like body was wrapped in light gauze, revealing a full and demure figure. Her slender, snow-white wrists and long, shapely legs were faintly visible through the fabric. Every gesture and step she took was as sweet and elegant as a top-grade pastry, with a fragrant aroma.

York stared blankly at the ship girl.

"Good afternoon, Sister Yixian!" Chuixue and Changchun greeted Yixian one after the other.

"Hello." Yi Xian seemed a little tired, but the smile in her eyes, like a lotus flower, made those who looked at her feel more pity.

"Is Sister Yixian not feeling well?"

"Yeah, I stayed up all night with those two kids last night."

"Don't ship girls get sleepy?"

“I don’t really like using the power of ship equipment.” Yi Xian reached out and ruffled the hair of Fubuki and Changchun respectively.

The two destroyers had a blissful expression, as if they had been given special treatment.

"And who is this?" Yi Xian asked curiously, looking at York sitting next to her.

York quickly stood up and bowed to Yixian, saying, "Greetings, Senior!"

"Ah...you must be our admiral's new recruit..." Yi Xian smiled, then shook her head halfway through her sentence, "A newly met ship girl?"

"Hello! My name is York!"

"I am not very talented, please guide me in the future." Yi Xian bowed slightly.

York quickly waved his hands: "No, no, no... I'm terrible, I'm super terrible! My shooting is inaccurate, my positioning is bad, my mentality and tactics are all unreliable, I rely entirely on brute force, and even though I finally have a usable skill and some strength... I can only play melee..."

"Melee combat?" Yi Xian tilted his head, a hint of childlike interest appearing on his face.

"Ah... it's just street thugs fighting..." York scratched his head, laughing somewhat self-consciously.

Transformation, you know.

This skill is nothing like that of a ship girl.

Yixian smiled as she looked at York, seemingly interested in what he had to say, and extended her hand to him.

York was taken aback for a moment, then quickly reached out and shook hands, feeling flattered.

Yi Xian's hands were snow-white, slender, and boneless, cool and comfortable to the touch, causing York to unconsciously hum a sound of pleasure.

This ship girl is absolutely gorgeous.

Just touching this hand is so pleasurable...

Just as York was thinking this, his vision suddenly spun, and his feet inexplicably began to dangle in the air.

The wind whistled past his ears, and in an instant, York felt as if his body was out of his control, and he was lifted into the air.

what?

York was dumbfounded.

Then, with a thud, York landed.

York was thrown to the ground in a starfish position, raising dust everywhere. York was a little dazed, not quite sure what had just happened.

Above the line of sight.

She was still a slightly tired and weary beauty, as quiet as a painting.

"I'm so sorry. I heard you say you're good at martial arts, and I couldn't resist testing you out. I didn't expect you to trust me so much and not resist at all. I'm ashamed." The cheongsam-clad ship girl looked apologetic and bowed. "Please get up, sister. I will apologize to you later."

A gentle breeze stirred, causing the hem of Yixian's cheongsam to sway.

The autumn breeze was slightly cool and playful, causing the hem of my skirt to sway gently.

A long, white, jade-like leg emerged from the shadow of the skirt hem, slowly pressing down with the woman's movements.

York stared blankly, his mouth agape, his gaze uncontrollably fixed on Yi Xian's snow-white knees.

A sweet fragrance wafts towards you.

A riot of colors blinds the eye.

It's not springtime.

It surpasses even the beauty of spring.

The author has something to say: This morning, I went to bed early with intermittent pain in my anus. Pressing on it felt like being pricked with needles, and the pain wouldn't subside. After pondering for a while, I got up. It felt like there were needles under my buttocks, but lying down stopped the pain. Occasionally, I felt a sensation like fireworks exploding. Although it wasn't excruciating, it felt like I had a toothache, my mind was in turmoil, and I was restless.

Search it on Baidu.

I think I have hemorrhoids...

Leave

I tossed and turned all night, and my butt hurt whether I was lying down or on my stomach. Bending my legs was also too tiring... I think I tossed and turned until four or five in the morning. Anyway, I don't know how I finally fell asleep. I woke up at noon today with a terrible headache. It felt like someone was playing music on my brain nerves...

...Take a day off...

(She kneels on the ground, covering her chrysanthemum, and sheds tears of grief.)

Chapter 852 Saratoga's Chastity Crisis (5000 words)

Ship girls, as beings, mostly possess the same standard of aesthetics as humans. What human women find beautiful, ship girls rarely dislike.

Same-sex relationships are not uncommon among ship girl fans, because ship girls are creatures of pure emotion. For them, love means more about being together forever and spending every day together, rather than about being inseparable.

Therefore, although ship girls usually do not care about the gender of their crush, this does not mean that ship girls are more sexually inclined towards yuri, nor are they easily swayed by the beautiful appearance of the same sex.

——That’s how it should be.

York, lying on the ground, stared blankly at Yixian's face, thinking to himself.

This older sister... is so pretty!

York felt his head buzzing.

As a ship girl, York had seen many beautiful women in her life, but Yi Xian was the first woman who made her feel like she was being brutally beaten. This mature and dignified feminine charm overwhelmed York like a waterfall, leaving her lying on the ground momentarily powerless to resist, to the point that she was indifferent to Yi Xian's outstretched hand.

Yixian looked at York, her eyes filled with worry.

—This child, could it be that he's lost his mind from the fall...?

Just now, when he heard York say that he was good at fighting techniques, Yi Xian, who had practiced martial arts for many years, was a little happy. After all, Yi Xian had never had a sparring partner, and this time he finally met one. Overjoyed, he couldn't help but test York's skills by making a few moves.

However, even Yi Xian herself did not expect that York would not resist at all when she tried to test her earlier. She was directly thrown to the ground by Yi Xian's strength and could not stop herself.

"York?" Seeing that York on the ground did not respond for a long time, Yixian couldn't help but ask, "Is York injured?"

"Ah? No, no!" York was brought back to her senses by Yixian's voice. She sprang up with a start, somewhat moved, and grabbed Yixian's outstretched hand to stand up from the ground.

York patted his backside and struck a lively pose for Yi Xian, indicating that he was fine.

Only then did Yixian show a relaxed expression.

"Yixian acted impulsively just now." Yixian bowed deeply to York. "Please punish me, sister."

Just then, Xiaobai, who was looking for something to eat in the kitchen, seemed to hear the noise coming from the yard. Xiaobai, who was biting into a bun, peeked out from the kitchen doorway and looked over curiously: "I think I heard the sound of fighting... Did something happen just now?"

"I'm asking Sister Yixian for advice!" York quickly explained to Xiaobai.

Xiao Bai, who was munching on a steamed bun, glanced at York and Yi Xian, blinked, and after a few seconds of getting a general idea of ​​the situation, she smiled with relief: "Oh, I see. Be careful not to get hurt. I'm going back now."

After saying this, Xiaobai, who was holding the steamed buns, shrank back into the kitchen.

York watched as Little White disappeared back into the kitchen, and his expression unconsciously relaxed.

—Well, although Yi Xian's appearance has transcended gender and even captivated York, who is also a ship girl, York still felt the happiest and most fulfilled when she saw Xiao Bai.

York looked at Yixian.

Yi Xian was silently smiling at himself.

York couldn't decipher the meaning of that smile, but as he looked at it, his face began to flush and burn.

Just then, York felt someone touching her clothes. She looked down and saw a little girl who looked very young standing in front of her with a feather duster, gently dusting off her clothes.

"Don't move. I'm cleaning." The little girl in blue said seriously.

"...Uh, you're not the one from this morning..."

"I don't know, I don't know anyone, I'm just a hardworking cleaner." The little girl in blue dusted York off with a feather duster, then stood on tiptoe and poked York's arm. "Raise your hand."

“Oh, oh, oh…” York did as instructed.

After carefully cleaning the dust off York, the little blue girl skipped away, clutching the feather duster.

York watched the little girl in blue walk away and asked Saratoga curiously, "Sara...who is she...?"

"The all-around maid's special skill is cooking herself in an iron pot."

"...What's your name?"

"Supply sauce".

"Oh...is it a ship girl?"

"No, it's a deep-sea supply ship."

"Oh...I see." York nodded, then tugged at his clothes and looked at them carefully.

York's clothes were shiny and new, and didn't look like they had rolled around in the dirt and dust.

This deep-sea supply ship seems to have pretty good technology. It rolled around on the ground a few times, and she just casually swept it clean with a feather duster. If it were in her old yard, it definitely wouldn't be clean without a proper wash.

Perhaps the floors here are very clean.

It truly lives up to its name as a deep-sea replenishment ship.

……

Um? etc?

York suddenly sensed something was wrong. She looked up and stared at Saratoga, "Wait, what's that blue thing...?"

“A deep-sea supply ship,” Saratoga replied instantly.

York blinked, looking blank: "She's from the Deep Sea?"

"correct."

"...Wait, that's not right."

"What's wrong?"

"The deep sea can talk? So that's how it is??"

"Can't the deep sea creatures in your area talk?" Saratoga asked, giving her a look that seemed to suggest she had some misunderstanding about deep-sea amphibious ships.

York shifted his gaze to Fubuki and Changchun's faces, who were standing next to Saratoga.

Both destroyers had an expression that said, "All our deep-sea amphibious ships are like this."

York was stunned.

“…Deep Sea…but Deep Sea…” York rubbed his head, suddenly feeling his IQ was failing him again. “Sigh…this one is so obedient…speaking of which, keeping the Deep Sea Aquarium at home isn’t that a crime…a crime…”

Before York could finish speaking, he felt a weight on his shoulder.

She turned her head and saw her old online friend Saratoga with his arm around her shoulder, speaking in a low voice with a serious expression: "It's not a crime if no one notices."

York could only respond with a bewildered look.

"In short, you get used to having Abyssals in your household. There are still several Abyssal directors in the naval base, all working as maids."

"Deep, deep, Deep Sea Institute..."

"In short, you'll know when you get back."

"...Aren't all the people in the deep sea bad?"

"Yeah, it's awful. He never lets me win when we're playing games," Saratoga muttered under her breath. "And the new guy who came recently always steals my food."

York felt this should be considered bad in a different sense...