The Sealer of the Sword

"Ah hey! Say it, hey! I called the police!"

Cong Yun is indeed wearing the costume of the ship girl, that is, a sailor-style top with a long tui and black silk of pantyhose.

However, Cong Yun's feet were wearing ship uniforms, so Cong Yun's twin tui sticking out was actually floating steadily on the sea.

After all, if you are wearing this black silk and soaking in the sea water, in a sense, it will be very troublesome when you go back. After all, Cong Yun does not have Yan Ye's one-click drying and one-click clothes changing functions.

But but-

Looking at the slender double tui wearing black silk, in a sense, it is actually even more confusing.

Such bickering has become routine.

When Yan Ye smiled softly like that, he raised his head and looked into the night sky.

It seems that because of the appearance of Cong Yun, this daily bickering made Yan Ye feel better, and the full moon, which was originally covered by dark clouds, was also revealed.

Then--

Cong Yun immediately jumped into his arms.

Chapter 320 Cong Yun: Too cunning

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Rou's soft body, as well as the faint familiar scent, just entered Yan Ye's nose.

If it was in the past, Yan Ye would probably have said the words "Eh? What's the matter, do you want to have a shot?", but now he doesn't.

Just because when Yan Ye turned his head to look, he saw Cong Yun threw himself in his arms.

Although he didn't say anything, Cong Yun's trembling shoulders made Yan Ye understand something.

He sighed softly, didn't say anything, and didn't show any other expressions.

Still smiling like that, Yan Ye stretched out his hand like that and hugged Cong Yun tighter in his arms, then he stroked Cong Yun's head and said, "What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry...I can't do anything for you..."

Blame yourself.

Cong Yun threw himself in his arms and said in a muffled voice, Yan Ye felt this emotion from it.

He knows.

Just knew it.

Just as he wanted to save the deep-sea habitat ship, his body, everything he did, she, they all watched.

Although he didn't say anything about it like Yan Ye, he knew it.

As the most powerful deep-sea habitat ship, Lei Ye was under the greatest pressure, and Yamato, who was the most powerful among the ships, was the same.

But there is one more person.

Knowing the pressure of the ship girls, while protecting them and saving the deep sea, whether it is the pressure on the ship girl's side or the deep-sea habitat ship's side, all will eventually converge on one person.

- Admiral.

That is, words.

But Yan Ye's character is the same as Lei Ye's, and he has always been giggling and heartless, so people can't see how much pressure they have accumulated.

Perhaps because of this, among the deep-sea habitat ships, except for Wo Sauce, the one who has the closest relationship with Yan Ye and has the best relationship is Lei Ye.

Yan Ye has suppressed this kind of thing to the point where it will be completely invisible as long as you don't understand it deliberately.

But how could it not be noticed.

The closer you get to Yan Ye, the more clearly you can understand.

That's why Cong Yun only responded like this now, and then sent back such words of self-blame.

Because she knew everything, she knew everything, but there was nothing she could do.

The cold wind at night was blowing slightly like that, and the full moon above the night sky was fully exposed, and the moonlight shone on the two people who were sitting on the reef hugging each other.

After a long silence, he exhaled softly.

Seeing that the white mist exhaled from his mouth slowly dissipated in the cold wind, Yan Ye laughed lightly like that.

"No, aren't you by my side?"

The soft words made Cong Yun, who fluttered in Yan Ye's arms, calm down his shoulders that were shaking.

Finally raised his head and looked at Yan Ye, Cong Yun's misty eyes blinked like that.

"Admiral..."

There are many things to say, but the words that finally came out of Cong Yun's mouth were only these two words.

But it is enough.

At least those two simple words made Yan Ye understand everything.

So he smiled like that, reached out and stroked Cong Yun's cheek, Yan Ye smiled softly, and said, "Isn't the best way to decompress?"

"..."