Minato Palace Scheming

The familiar melody rang in Ying Hui's mind involuntarily, afraid?That's impossible, Akagi knows, Minato-ku Red Fox once said that she would chop up the commander and bring her with her, I was chatting with her happily, just took a step back, mainly because I saw it in a dark environment The bloody knife was just taken aback.

"It's not that I'm afraid. It's so dark now, and you're holding a bloody knife with blood on your face. It scared me all of a sudden." Ying Hui saw the switch by the wall, turned it on, and the light shone instantly. The entire kitchen was lit up, and Ron's eyes were also bright under the light, and the atmosphere suddenly became normal, "Look, it's so dark and the lights are off, no wonder you can't see everything."

As he said that, in order to show that what he said was sincere, Ying Hui walked up to Ron and stretched out his hand. He originally wanted to wipe the blood off Ron's face with his sleeve, but after reaching out, he realized that the blood stains were not very good She washed it, but she had no choice but to do so, so she used her hands to wipe off the blood on Ron's delicate, egg-white face.

"Look at the blood splashed on your face. Is that hand sanitizer on the sink..."

"Need not."

Ying Hui was going to wash at the sink, but Ron interrupted Ying Hui's words, opened his mouth, pressed his lips tightly against Ying Hui's finger, and sucked it in circles with his pink tongue. With that, Ying Hui was startled by the warm and moist touch.

Ron held Ying Hui's hand, his eyes sparkled, and after more than ten seconds, he spit out Ying Hui's finger, looked at it carefully, tilted his head and said: "Now it's very clean, no need for hand sanitizer .”

You are simply putting the cart before the horse...

Ying Hui coughed lightly, withdrew his wet and hot fingers, and said, "Well, why don't you rinse your mouth first, Ron?"

"Why?" Ron lowered his head slightly, and said shyly, "I want to taste the commander's taste more."

"But there's still blood."

"Is there?" Ron tilted his head and said, "I only tasted the commander."

Ying Hui didn't know how to answer it. He always felt that Ron's brain circuit seemed a little strange, and he still regretted it. It seems a little too much for Ron to compare him to a hatchet girl like Longgong Reina and Gui Yanye.

"Where are all the people who talk about iron and blood?" Ying Hui changed the subject decisively, "I didn't see anyone all the way here."

"I don't know, but it seemed that someone called me just now. It seemed that I was going to a meeting. I was going to have dinner, so I didn't go there."

As Ron said, he continued to use the knife to deal with the fish on the chopping board, but to Ying Hui's surprise, Ron kept beating the head of the fish with the back of the knife, and the poor fish's white eyes were about to be punched out.

Ying Hui was a little curious: "Just now you called the name of Wales, was it the Prince of Wales?"

"No." The knife in Ron's hand still didn't stop, "Wales is the name of this fish. This is a bad boy. He actually wanted to entangle the commander. I'm punishing him."

Ying Hui felt that the atmosphere was not right again, and said, "This fish must be dead." It must be dead, the blood was knocked out, and the eyeball protruded so big.

"Really?" Ron lowered his head and took a good look at the fish. After confirming that the gills were not moving, he said, "Originally, I just wanted to punish this bad boy a little. If I admit my mistake, I will let him live." , why did it die like this, it is really disobedient, there is really no way, then deal with it, and eat it for the commander tonight."

This is also releasing a ghost, I believe in your evil.

"No, I won't eat here tonight." Ying Hui looked around and planned to slip away. Ron's words really made people's skin crawl.After all, there is an appointment with Iris Richelieu tonight, so I must tell Tirpitz before leaving, otherwise I will be too scumbag.

"Yes, after all, the commander doesn't like to eat fish."

"No, I really like fish."

"That means the commander doesn't like me anymore."

"Ah? Why do you think so?"

Ron put down the knife in his hand, washed his hands in the sink, and said while washing: "Because the commander ate two steaks, seven potato chips, a large piece of salted pig's trotters, and eleven glasses of beer at noon today. But the commander only ate a small bite of the stewed fish with peas I made, if the commander doesn't hate fish, then he can only hate me."

Observing so carefully makes people feel shuddering, so let's slip away first.

But before leaving, Ying Hui felt that he had to explain clearly: "You think too much, I'm just not used to this kind of method, I prefer Donghuang braised fish, add a little chili, the sauce soup with rice is real It’s delicious, otherwise, make soup, especially crucian carp, and add a little spring onion and tofu to the stewed white soup. This is my favorite taste, and I’m not used to your iron blood’s method.”

Ron listened carefully, she cupped her face and said, "So doesn't the commander hate Ron?"

"Of course not, how can I hate my ship girl."

Ying Hui glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "Since you don't know where the others are, I'll leave first."

After speaking, Ying Hui turned around and planned to walk out of the kitchen.

Then he heard Ron's voice behind him: "Commander, I still can't wait to leave..."

Ying Hui felt like vomiting blood when he heard this, why would this kind of person not listen to what he said, obviously Ron didn't look like an idiot, but Ying Hui didn't plan to pay any attention to it, otherwise he would definitely be entangled for a long time.

Then a gust of fragrant wind came, and Ying Hui felt a pair of hands wrapping around her waist. It was Ron's hands, and the huge and soft double pills were pressed against his back like this, and she could even feel her breasts pressed into meatloaf. wonderful touch.

"Commander, you can't go."

"Ron, don't mess around." Ying Hui became a little irritable. Don't think I won't be angry if you think you have big breasts and are soft and soft. The pure white arms were like steel bars, they didn't move at all. Of course, this was also related to Ying Hui's lack of effort.

"Will the commander resist me?"

"Resist? It's a bit funny, Ron, do you think I'm easy to talk to?" Ying Hui deliberately put his tone in a very blunt manner, hoping that Ron would retreat in spite of difficulties, and at the same time was thinking about how to get out, but unfortunately the best way to use Yin legs and toes are not very easy to display.

"The Commander still doesn't understand. I don't understand Ron's mind. It seems that I can only... let Ron heal the Commander's heart."

Ron's voice gradually became higher, and the hand around Ying Hui's waist also began to exert strength. Ying Hui now understood that Ron was no longer an ordinary coquette, and wanted to punch hard.

"Hehe, Ron, I don't think you understand either. Do you know what Jeet Kune Do is?"

Ying Hui snorted coldly, grabbed Ron's arm, then twisted his body, intending to take a horse step, and with a heavy weight, he broke free from Ron's rut.

It's just that Ying Hui didn't expect that the battle between him and Ji Yi was live broadcasted by the entire town guard.

As a combat madman, Ron wrapped around Ying Hui's arm, entangled his legs downward, and directly pressed his body on Ying Hui's body, dragging the battlefield to the ground that Ying Hui was not good at, completely restricting him from leading The reaction speed he is proud of, as for strength, Ron's full-load displacement is [-] tons.

"Damn, why did you all come up with this move?" Ying Hui regretted it now, regretted it very much, he had tarnished the name of Mr. Bruce Lee, he really should have learned a few more tricks back then, even if it was a show, and learned some more Jujitsu, otherwise how could he be pushed so easily with his current physical fitness.

"Commander is good now." Ron's scorching breath sprayed on Ying Hui's face, and no matter where the body came from, it was warm and soft to the touch, "How about it, can you feel Ron's heart now? .”

"Ron, I know you don't mean anything malicious, but do you know the consequences of what you do?" Physically it doesn't work, so Ying Hui can only understand it with reason.

"I don't know." Ron's snow-white pretty face was close in front of her eyes, her lips were cruising in the air in front of the commander's face, her smile gradually became presumptuous, "I only know that the commander is married to Welsh and Tirpitz, ah , This feeling of jealousy is almost as intense as my love for Commander, Commander is really... unforgivable!"

In the end, Ron's tone was almost roaring, and Ying Hui decisively used his final nirvana, shouting: "Save! Save! Save! Save! Save! Save! Save!"

"It seems that the commander still doesn't understand."

Ron's eyes were wide open, her hands and feet were already wrapped around Ying Hui's hands and feet, and what she could use now was her head and her... lips...

Without warning, Ron passionately kissed Ying Hui, completely blocking any possibility of him asking for help. I didn't expect you, Ron, to be meaner than Ji Yi!The two white arms are like iron chains, as if they want to imprison and seal the beloved commander forever.

"Ugh..."

Ying Hui couldn't resist at all, his eyes, mouth, and brain were full of white greasy and sweet fragrance, he thought desperately, where are you, Tirpitz, if you don't come, your new husband will lose his virginity...

Chapter 95 Poor sisters in the world (plus three)

The iron-blooded man did not go to the meeting, but stood behind Bismarck, guarding the door of the iron-blooded dormitory like a door god.

Bismarck's slender waist was straight, and the black military uniform covered her tall and attractive body, and every fold was meticulously taken care of. She didn't wear a military cap, but let her waist-length golden hair flow down. At that time, Bismarck was like the Valkyrie in Norse mythology, heroic and gorgeous, and her attitude was very clear:

"No matter what time you come to visit, we are absolutely welcome, but if you want to come in at this time, it is against our iron-blooded enemies. Even if you are colleagues, even if you are sisters, I think we iron-blooded people want some privacy, It's not too much to ask for."

Neither humble nor overbearing, with a firm attitude and perfect leadership temperament, can definitely scare the crowd. It is a pity that Bismarck is now facing Richelieu who is in the state of a cardinal.

The same long blond hair flowed all the way behind her slender legs in red stockings. She had an unsmiling smile on her delicate pretty face, her lips were lightly pursed, and her slender chin was slightly raised, giving her a condescending sense of oppression.

"I think you should understand this, Bismarck, there is no privacy in matters related to the commander."

Even if Bismarck is full of talents, Richelieu is also followed by Joan of Arc and Louis IX, and his momentum is not at all inferior.

Of course, it wasn't just the two of them, there were also a lot of spectators, and even the melon seeds soda benches were fully armed.

"Why is Sister Li so fierce today? It's not like usual at all."

"Maybe my aunt is here."

"...Will you come to the human aunt?"

"I can't, and I can't say that Sister Li can't. You don't care about her, just watch it if you have fun."

"My words make sense, but I'm speechless..."

In addition to fun people, there are naturally serious people.

"Nothing will happen."

"I don't think it should be. At most, there will be a fight, but the commander is here, so it shouldn't be possible."

"Isn't the commander drunk?"

"If you're drunk, you're still in the port area. Richelieu and Bismarck are not stupid. What do you think of the commander if they really fight?"

"Too."

In fact, as the onlookers talked about, although Richelieu was aggressive, he was still trying to reason. If he really did something or forced his way, the impact would be very bad.Bismarck's purpose is even simpler. She doesn't want to keep the commander indefinitely at all, she just wants to procrastinate as long as she can. Since the commander has an appointment with Iris at night, according to Sangvis's habit, dinner usually arrives at five o'clock It's seven o'clock, then it's six o'clock as a compromise, and it's four o'clock now, as long as it delays for another two hours, it will be considered a victory.

Bismarck narrowed his eyes and said, "Richelieu, it is meaningless for us to continue to confront each other like this. We can only let others see the joke about our Iron Blood and Iris."

"I don't mind." There are people in the tutelary mansion every day, and even the commander takes the lead in breastfeeding. Richelieu's mentality has long been trained, "If you mind Bismarck, then get out of the way and let us who care about the commander The officers should take a look to see if the commander is really all right."

"In our iron-blooded dormitory, why is there something wrong with the commander?"

In fact, Bismarck doesn't mind either. If Richelieu is responsible for breastfeeding, then she is responsible for more direct breastfeeding. "Bismarck, as the flagship of iron and blood, your ship outfit must be very handsome."," Frederick the Great is so strong, Bismarck, you are the iron-blooded flagship, and you must be even more powerful.”, “Hey, Frederick the Great and the Duke of York have gone to attack, Bismarck, why didn’t you leave, did you set off later?” No I care, I don't care at all, even if I clean up the small army of the Sirens, go out to do errands on commission, and provide logistics and scheduling for everyone who is iron-blooded, this is also a contribution to the town guard, and everyone respects the flagship of the iron-blooded My own, so I don't care at all.

"If the commander is fine, why don't you let me in?" Richelieu refused to budge.

"Since the commander is fine, why did you enter?" Berlin was behind him, and Bismarck never retreated.

"How can I be sure that the commander is okay if I don't go in?"

"The commander is fine, you don't have to go in."

"It doesn't count if you say it, I count it after seeing it."

"Why do you count after reading it? I said that it doesn't count if you read it."

"If it doesn't count for me to read, then it doesn't count for what you said."

……

The two sides were at each other's lips and refused to give in to each other, but it seemed a little strange to the onlookers.

"Is this... isn't it really flirting?"

"Well, the strange cp has increased."

"Where's Hood? She didn't come to see the fun?"

"Fight, fight, why not fight!"

Richelieu also realized that being dragged down like this was delaying time by Bismarck.

At this time, Prince Eugen stood up and said: "It's not an option to continue arguing like this. Otherwise, let's make a bet and compete a little bit. We will win two out of three games, and the winner will be able to do what he wants. How?"

"The strong are respected, I think it's reasonable." Bismarck nodded, looked at Richelieu, and said, "Richelieu, don't you dare to take it?"

The cardinal with blond hair and white skirt frowned slightly. Of course she would not dare to take it. Iron-blooded talents came out in large numbers, and she was not a paper iris. It was just a real match, and she won two out of three rounds. , so let alone the dinner appointment with the commander, I can wash up and sleep directly.

Richelieu made a decisive decision and went all out for his sister: "It's really unnecessary to win two out of three rounds. Bismarck, it's just you and me, king against king, one round will determine the outcome."