The Sealer of the Sword

But Cong Yun was still angry with Ye's anger that ruined the atmosphere.

Like a child, stomping his feet and walking in front, Yan Ye followed helplessly, with the footprints that Cong Yun had just kicked on his left cheek.

Yan Ye said that he was helpless and that he was innocent.

But he didn't say anything. After all, Cong Yun, who was walking in front of him, didn't know when to stop, and the pace of walking quickly slowed down, and finally became the same pace as his. .

"Thanks……"

In a low voice, Cong Yun turned his head with slightly red cheeks, and muttered like this.

"Ha... that's a pity for me."

"Well... it was indeed me who was wrong just now, and it was just for a while—"

"No, I mean when you kicked up just now, you didn't take advantage of the momentum to knock you down."

"..."

"Stop, stop! Don't kick! You're wearing a naval uniform now! If you kick it, you'll be killed!"

Cong Yun's feet could be called a high-heeled ship's suit, and it would be fine to break a tree or a leaf with one kick, so when he saw Cong Yun's expression of wanting to hit him, and then raised his foot, Yan Ye hurriedly dodged to the side and shouted at the same time.

Then, he saw Cong Yun with a helpless expression on his face.

"Ah! Really, I've served you this guy."

Cong Yun stomped his foot, and after saying this, he threw his hair and walked towards the distance.

When Yan Ye was left alone to sigh—

"What the hell are you doing!"

Cong Yun's voice came from a distance again.

Hearing this, she raised her head subconsciously, and when she turned to look at Cong Yun, she saw that Cong Yun was standing in front of the small restaurant. look at him there.

then--

Cong Yun smiled softly, and in the gentle smiles of the ship girls, he said, "Come here quickly, it's just you, Admiral."

what……

How do you feel, there is a feeling of helplessness but can't help but laugh.

"what."

Hearing the words, he sighed lightly, stood in place and shrugged Yan Ye, and after answering, he walked straight over.

"Ah, by the way, who cooked dinner tonight?"

"Wo Sauce."

"Wow?! No way!?"

"What's the matter, do you have an opinion?"

"Ah... no..."

"It's over there! Yes, it's you! Yuuri! Don't let me eat ahead of time!"

Chapter 444: The Ring of Efforts to Make Yan Ye Spirited Up

So hot……

I don't know if it's because it's really summer, or because of the location of the tutelary mansion built by the sea, it's unusually hot today.

How hot is it?

Yutachi was playing outside knocking eggs.

Crack an egg, throw it on a stone, and it's cooked.

that's it.

Yan Ye, who has absolutely no intention to deal with the so-called documents at the moment, is lying on the chair and moaning constantly.

Originally, when summer was approaching, Yan Ye wondered if he should buy some air conditioners from Akashi, but after going there, he found out that there are no air conditioners, not even fans.

Yes, only that kind of paper fan.

Fans are useful!

Then Yan Ye waited for Akashi to buy the goods, waited and waited, and dragged it until now, but the goods hadn't arrived yet.

my mother... dying...

Ah...why is Wo-chan not here now...

Originally, I thought that even if there was no air conditioner, it would be comfortable enough to hold Wo Sauce, but today Wo Sauce happened to return to her hometown.

Yan Ye is now beginning to wonder if Wo sauce is intentional.

But even talking about this is useless now. There are still mountains of documents to be processed on the table in front of them. Even the team that used to go out for leveling on a daily basis was afraid that they would suffer from heat stroke because the weather was too hot. Yan Ye let them today. Train in the garrison.

Yan Ye, who suddenly sighed, wanted to cheer up, but just sat up and glanced at the mountains of documents on the table in front of him, before laying down on the chair with a whimper.

Forget it...that's it for today.