"Of course, now the sun is shining directly, and this is not a place in the shade. Even children won't come out to play. The ground is too hot."

Ye Luo glanced at the place where Gascogne stayed just now: "Where did you put the shoes? I'll get them for you."

"Report, Gascogne has no shoes on."

Ye Luo froze for a moment: "What do you mean you didn't wear clothes, you just walked out of the dormitory barefoot?"

Gascogne nodded.

"Where are the socks? Not wearing them?"

"Yes."

Ye Luo took a deep breath: "You used to come out to play like this all the time? No socks, no shoes, walking here barefoot?"

"No, only yesterday and today."

Gascogne replied earnestly and anxiously, and at this moment she finally felt a little uneasy. Holding the keg, she asked a little uneasy: "What is wrong with Gascogne, please show me, Master."

"No, it's not that I did something wrong..."

Ye Luo hesitated to speak, why did you come out to pile sand by yourself, why did you go outside to pile sand at this time, why didn't you play with everyone in the port area, why didn't you even wear shoes...

Think about it, or not to ask, maybe Gascogne’s only interest is to pile up sand. If he asks this question, he might get a very serious answer: because the sand is easy to dry at this time, it is more enjoyable to play.

But don't be barefoot, it hurts to see.

It’s useless to ask so many questions, you need to be straightforward when talking to Gascogne, Ye Luo said patiently: “Don’t you feel your feet burn when you step on the beach without shoes?”

Gascogne thought for a while and said, "The report is still within the tolerable limit."

"We have conditions that can make us more comfortable, why should we tolerate it?" Ye Luo patiently explained, "For example, you were not barefoot just now, but wore a pair of sandals, wouldn't it be very comfortable? If you are at sea, in Fighting on the front line, there are no conditions, we have nothing to do, how can we suffer in our own home, you see how clever the other ship girls are, how comfortable they are."

Gascogne hesitated to speak, she really wanted to say that compared with the joy of piling up sand, that little problem is nothing, and it is difficult to move while wearing shoes, so there is no joy in playing barefoot.

But when Ye Luo spoke with concern, she nodded involuntarily, feeling that she had no way to refute, she just wanted to nod.

As expected of the master, he is really majestic, Gascogne thought to himself.

"...It's okay if you don't want to wear shoes. I know you like to play in the sand. It's a good thing to find something you like to do. In this way, I will get you a parasol later, and you can play under the umbrella in the future , it’s cool and comfortable, with the shoes next to it, and some drinks can be stored, isn’t that more comfortable to play with?”

But in that case, the sand would not be easy to dry. She deliberately picked this time and this place to play, Gascogne thought to herself.

But she still nodded vigorously. The master must know much more than she does, as long as he obeys the orders.

When Yello finally made the arrangements, Gascogne also imagined what she looked like this afternoon: there was a deck chair under the parasol, her beloved keg was placed beside the deck chair, and there were drinks in the small refrigerator. Wearing sunglasses, wearing a swimsuit and a coat, squatting next to the pile of sand, you can lie down and sleep directly when you are tired from playing.

Thinking about it is quite exciting.

But why wear a swimsuit?She hasn't worn a swimsuit yet.

Hearing Ye Luo ramble a few more words, Gascogne suddenly said: "Confirm the order, thank you for your guidance, Master, Gascogne has a question to ask."

Ye Luo sat on the stool next to her, nodded and said, "You ask."

"Hint, before the owner asked Gascogne to find the meaning of existence. According to speculation, the meaning of existence can only be accumulated by actions. At present, Gascogne has found sustainable actions. Ask, but such actions are really Does it make sense?"

As he said that, Gascogne held up the keg in his hands, tilted his head slightly, and said in a little confusion: "Supposing that actions that are beneficial to the master are judged to be meaningful, actions such as 'piling sand' are really useful." Is it meaningful? Does the master feel happy physically and mentally when he looks at the pile of sand in Gascogne?"

Ye Luo glanced at her with a smile.

"If you ask me if it makes sense, then of course I can't answer you directly. You have to understand this matter yourself."

There are many problem children in the ship girl, cute little loli, if they are not cute enough to know how to measure, they all hate ghosts and bears, maids who like to be lazy, reporters who like to peep, big mouths who like to gossip, and people who like to make trouble In Beizhai, there are several secondary diseases in the second disease, Lolicon, how to get along with these girls is really quite difficult.

This is one of the commander's daily lessons.

Gascogne's thinking circuit and values ​​are very different from those of other ship girls. Many things must be experienced by her to remember. Ye Luo said cheerfully: "Well, let me play with you this afternoon to pile sand Call a few ship girls to accompany you, I remember you liked to go to Belfast when you were in the dormitory? If you like her, I will play with you in the afternoon with her."

Gascogne's eyes lit up immediately: "Waiting for summons at any time, master."

Ye Luo's voice changed: "After thinking about it, forget it, it's boring. By the way, you are not allowed to come and play in the future. Only children like to pile sand on the beach. You can obediently follow Befa as a maid in the future. "

"what……"

Gascogne opened his mouth slightly, his face wrinkled slightly, hesitant to speak.

Ye Luo didn't wait for her to think about it, so he pressed his hands hard on the top of her head, and the pair of mechanical ears passed between his fingers, and he rubbed Gascogne's short hair left and right vigorously.

The silky hair glides through the fingertips, and it feels cool and comfortable.

"Understood. Of course, it can't be something meaningless that can cause you to have such strong emotional fluctuations. Just do it if you like it. In the future, you have to learn to judge these things yourself, and you can't always let me teach you."

Gascogne swung his head from side to side, and said vaguely: "Understood, thank you for the master's guidance, Gascogne has fully understood....Master, are you serious about what you said just now?"

"Don't let you play with the sand? Just kidding, you can play whatever you want, there is no reason why only children like to play, Ruihe and the others often come out to play, who cares about them."

"Correction, it's the previous sentence, the master and the head maid come to play together in the afternoon."

Ye Luo's face froze.

Gascogne's short blue hair was disheveled. She was sitting on a stool holding the keg, and looked at Ye Luo expectantly. Her beautiful golden pupils were full of expectation.

"Dang, of course it's true, I'll call Befa to play with you in the afternoon..."

Ye Luo sniffed, it's over, it's over now, it's time to pile sand with Da Jiajia to play.

The point is, it might not be as good as her.

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