Journey with the Ship Girl

Vicious and helpless, he could only find a small coat and put it on his body to cover his shoulders and arms, put on his small leather shoes, and went out with Ye Luo.

Walking on the road, the two were still refusing each other: "So, the mother of the ship will not be frozen, nor will she be unable to sleep. Even if I don't wear a coat, I can sleep very soundly at night."

"Why isn't it cold? Jian Niang is completely idealistic. Whether it's cold or not, and whether you can fall asleep or not, all depends on whether you want to be cold or fall asleep."

"What logic is this magical judgment based on?"

"For example, last time I went to Valkyrie's New Year festival with Ayanami and the others. When we watched the fireworks at night, Ayanami told me that her hands were extremely cold."

"Obviously, she just wants you to hold her hand. You don't seem to have a low EQ. You can always tell, right? Don't tell me that your answer is 'I'll buy you hot water'. "

"How is it possible? Of course you need to warm your hands when they are cold. I put her hands under my armpits. It's really super cold."

Vicious and speechless: "It's just that you feel cold, Jian Niang will not feel it, you are like sandwiching two pieces of steel with your body, the effort is thankless. I suggest you not to do such things in the future, Jian Niang is not afraid of the cold , that’s just one-sided bad for your health.”

Ye Luo laughed cheerfully: "How can I do that? Of course I want to warm her up. My girl's hands are so cold, who cares whether the ship's mother is afraid of the cold or not?"

Viciously froze for a moment.

The small leather shoes made a "slap" sound on the clean stone road, and there were bursts of icy white mist under the light of the street lamp between the breaths. Every crevice.

Ye Luo trembled, pulled his coat horizontally from side to side, and hugged himself pitifully.

Even with Atlanta's well-chosen coats, it was still cold with the damp, cold wind coming in.

Humans are really fragile.

Viciously hesitated for a moment, pulled his little coat left and right, and hugged himself tightly.

Under the cold wind, the white hair was slightly raised, and the two white hair balls on the top of the head were exquisite and lovely.

Well, it seems to be so warm.

Maybe.

That is, my hands are a little cold.

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pS: In the past few days, there is always a demon and an angel flying around Qingfeng's mind.

Devil: Hurry up and add more!Let's break the terrifying curse of four thousand a day!

Angel: Stop it.

Demon: OK.

Angel is amazing.

Haha, today is a 16-word update, so let’s take it as interest. It is expected that an update will be added on the [-]th.

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pS: push book

"Sexy female ghost, online fortune telling"

Travel through the Marvel world and become a female ghost with only a book of life and death on her body.

When others cross into the Marvel world, they must save Iron Man, Sleeping Black Widow, rob Thor's hammer, and blow up the head of the purple potato essence.

But as a female ghost, Yan Luoluo just wants to set up a stall for fortune-telling and possess different girls to make troubles all over the world.

This classmate Thanos, I'll give you a calculation, as long as you pay me the Infinity Stones, I'll tell you how you died.

Chapter 21 Good posture

At [-]:[-] in the morning, the alarm clock rang on time, but just after it rang halfway, it was pressed down by a hand.

Turning off the alarm clock completely unconsciously, Ye Luo turned over and hugged Lingbo, and continued to sleep.

In winter, who wants to get up so early.

There is no job or task for the time being, wouldn't it be good to curl up in the quilt with your limp wife in your arms?

The door of the room was knocked lightly twice, and then it was opened with a click. Belfast, dressed in a neat maid outfit, walked in generously.

Walking into the room, drawing the curtains, and then opening the window, the cold winter wind instantly poured into the room full of heat, Ye Luo and Lingbo shrank their necks together, neither of them opened their eyes, and at the same time pulled up the quilt of the double bed to cover it own jaw.

Belfast didn't make a sound, just smiled slightly, briefly tidied up the messy desk, and then quietly exited the room.

After a while, Ye Luo opened his eyes lazily. The cold air that only belongs to winter constantly stimulated his nerves, and the waves of the sea could be faintly heard in the room. At this time, there were already people chatting and laughing in the port area. up.

There is no morning exercise, but it is still very important to maintain the habit of getting up early. Ye Luo patted Ayanami on the back, and his wife got up.

Ling Bo half-opened her wine-red eyes, pulled the quilt subconsciously, but couldn't pull it, she simply retracted her head completely into the quilt, and pressed her cheek and nose together on Ye Luo's chest, it was so comfortable.

It's winter, and there are no jobs or tasks, so why not sleep with your commander in your arms?

When it was almost eight o'clock, the second alarm clock jumped up, and the two of them got up slowly. The heater was set at a constant temperature, and it was not cold in the room with only pajamas on. The windows were open for ventilation, and they got up to wash and dress.

Opening the closet to take a look, Ayanami turned her head and asked, "Commander, what kind of clothes are you wearing?"

"Whatever, let's stick to the blue and white set."

So I found a white short-sleeved, thin JK coat and skirt, put on white knee socks, and sat in front of the mirror in the room.While helping her comb her hair and ponytail with a comb, Ye Luo sighed, "That's great. I also want to run around in short sleeves and shorts in winter. It feels like liberating my nature."

Ayanami snickered and said, "Commander, you can also wear skirts in the room, and I can give you a try on my silk stockings."