Akagi's offensive was so direct, and the expression of love was so fierce, it directly caught Mo Yan off guard.

Mo Yan sat on the bed in a daze, looking at the peerless Akagi in front of him, he subconsciously opened his mouth, and his heart turned a thousand times, but when the words came to his mouth, he didn't know what to say.

However, Akagi did not hesitate because of Mo Yan's somewhat wooden reaction, she was never a passive person.

Leaning down and sitting on the bed, Akagi, who was dressed in a beautiful wedding dress, took the initiative and reached out to hug Mo Yan.

"Admiral!"

Akagi, who looked like a fairy, approached and stared at his lover, his usual cold expression quietly dissolved, revealing the tenderness that had been hidden under the disguise for a long time.

Mo Yan's breathing was a little short, his face was a little hot, and his heartbeat was speeding up.

It wasn't the first time he'd been so close to Akagi.

Because as early as when Isutenor, Mo Yan took the initiative to kiss Akagi.

But this time it was different.

Even if he was confused and didn't know what to do, he could clearly feel the heart of the girl in front of him. Even if she couldn't bear to look at her eyes, her strong affection was still like a churning wave, slapping Mo Yan's heart again and again.

"Hmm."

Mo Yan subconsciously responded, his voice was very soft, with a little nervousness and dodging. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, his brain was blank, and he completely lost his usual calm and calm posture, and in front of the girl who was only a few centimeters apart, the inexplicable sense of superiority as a traverser also collapsed.

It's like a bewildered and helpless lamb.

Akagi slowly rubbed off the light pink open-toed sandals he was wearing on his feet, gently touched the floor with his toes, and with the help of the power of his waist twisting, the whole person threw himself on the bed at once.

Even though she made such a difficult action, her posture of hugging Mo Yan did not change much, just turned Mo Yan, who was originally sitting, into lying on her back, and even the faces of the two remained at the original distance.

Just enough to feel each other's breathing.

"Admiral!"

Akagi's second call became more delicate, and the clear and soft pupils of his eyes shone slightly.

As soon as Mo Yan, who had almost fallen, wanted to respond, the girl's crystal lips had already crossed the short few centimeters and were imprinted on his lips.

A brief light kiss flashed like a dragonfly dotting water, and before Mo Yan could feel the temperature of Akagi's lips, she raised her head slightly, allowing the distance between the two to return to two seconds ago.

This couldn't help but make Mo Yan's heart feel a little lost, although his mind had been suppressing himself, but his heart instinctively longed for the girl's closeness.

And just when Mo Yan was still a little lost, Akagi's third call followed.

"Admiral!"

The call was tactful and soft, sounding as thin as a gossamer, as if there was nothing. It's like a thin veil, hazy, and people can't help but want to find out.

Mo Yan subconsciously looked at Akagi's lips, and suddenly found that the girl's beautiful face was approaching him.

Then, a warm coolness came from his lips, and at the same time, Mo Yan also smelled a shallow fragrance from a girl, beautiful and beautiful, delicate and elegant.

This time, Akagi stayed on Mo Yan's lips for a little longer, and gently sucked on Mo Yan's lips with her nephrite-like lips, finally making Mo Yan feel the girl's soft lips.

Unlike the previous kiss in Ishnutnoor, this time it was Akagi who had the initiative.

Drip, da, drip......

Three seconds passed, and the girl's lips crept away again. The light kiss in just three seconds redefined the concept of "kiss" in Mo Yan's heart.

This was the first time he felt the harmony of mind and soul from a "kiss", and although it was only a light kiss for only three seconds, he still deciphered countless things from it.

But do you really want to ask what Mo Yan has interpreted from this? He himself couldn't describe it explicitly.

If you have to force it, it may be "love"!

A disease that inevitably leads to self-loss and for which there is no cure.

"Admiral!"

The fourth call, like gurgling water, the wind blows the willows, the low back is soft and charming and affectionate, the good is like water, and the water benefits all things without fighting.

The kiss that accompanied this call was also like flowing water, light and soft, long and lingering.

This kiss, although long, is not as urgent and suffocating as a French wet kiss.

Little by little, little by little, warm and moist like sweet rain invading the heart, light and elegant, making Mo Yan like a dreamland, indulged in the soft words constructed by Akagi's lips and tongue, and did not want to wake up for a long time.

There is no urgency, there is no pressure, everything seems so soft and natural.

It wasn't until Chicheng raised his head lightly with a confused face that Mo Yan slowly woke up from that gentle village like water, and a wisp of silver silk was still hooked between the mouths of the two.

"Yanjun"

Akagi's last call of forgetfulness was mixed with some relief, the sky was wide and the clouds were comfortable, the sea was calm and calm, it was she who abandoned her identity as a ship's mother and Mo Yan's identity as a commander.

As a woman, she expresses her fearlessness and fearlessness to her favored lover.

The ship's mother is a weapon, but she is also a woman.

Weapons only need to fight and win, but women are more eager for care and response from their lovers.

The ship's mother is both a weapon and a woman, so Akagi is willing to give everything for the people he loves, is willing to fight with the deep sea for Mo Yan that he doesn't like, is willing to pour his bloodthirsty and cruel side on the deep sea, and is willing to endure the disgust of battle, and help Mo Yan complete his ideal: Patrol Deep Blue!

However, in return, Akagi also wanted to get the "love" and care she had been longing for from Mo Yan.

"When my clothes are wet, your clothes are inseparable."

"I wish to be the rain on the mountain, and I am fortunate to have you."

Akagi has always faced Mo Yan with such a mentality.

I want to be close, I want to care, I want warmth, I want "love"!

After the last call, which had been silent in Akagi's heart for a long time, was shouted out by her, one kiss after another fell on Mo Yan's face like raindrops.

Forehead, eyes, nose, cheeks, lips.

The short kiss was accompanied by dots of tears, soaking Mo Yan's face.

Akagi's voice came from the call from the depths of his soul and the kisses that soaked his heart, completely igniting Mo Yan's long-suppressed love.

Raising his hand and hugging Akagi tightly, Mo Yan turned passive into active, turned over and let Akagi lie on his back on the bed, lowered his head and gently kissed the tears on her cheeks and in her eyes.

After the kiss, Mo Yan, who really faced his emotions, clasped Akagi's hand and lay side by side with her on the soft big bed.

Looking sideways at the cold and bright moonlight outside the window, Mo Yan suddenly sighed:

"The moonlight tonight is so beautiful!"

"Yanjun."

Akagi let go of Mo Yan's hand and nudged him gently, his face slightly red.

"Close the curtains."