That night, everyone ate a meal made in Akagi. As for why Mo Yan and Yat-sen didn't come to dinner, Lexington casually said that the Admiral and Yat-sen were discussing some work matters, and everyone didn't ask much.

In the afternoon, Lexington passed by the door of Xiulou, and just saw Mo Yan feeding Yixian Sydney white fungus soup, she didn't bother, but she didn't expect the two of them to come to dinner.

I'm used to eating Yat-sen's food, and occasionally I eat a Japanese meal made by Akagi, and everyone thinks it's fresh. Only Lexington, no matter how you eat, it is not a taste, and I always feel a little empty in my heart.

In the early morning of the next day, a magpie was bouncing on the peach tree outside the Xiulou early in the morning, waking up Mo Yan, who was indulging in gentleness, from his sleep.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and the first thing that caught Mo Yan's eyes was a pale cyan bed tent embroidered with light white peonies, and the tip of his nose was still lingering with the faint fragrance of jasmine.

The bed frame wrapped in the bed net is antique, the head and tail of the shelf and the side against the wall are also carved with exquisite patterns, and the bed under him is also slightly hard, which is far from Simmons in Mo Yan's own bedroom.

Observing that at this time, Mo Yan was also somewhat sober, his left hand moved slightly, and then touched a soft and smooth delicate body.

Mo Yan looked sideways, Yixian with long hair was lying quietly beside her, and the royal blue silk quilt embroidered with a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water just covered her collarbone, revealing her slender neck and beautiful white shoulders.

Compared with the usual indifference and calmness, which always maintains a calm appearance, Yat-sen in her sleep looks like she has a confused and cute feeling, which is very different from her usual performance.

Mo Yan looked at Yixian and smiled slightly, raised her hand and lightly tapped her nose, but she suddenly opened her mouth and took her fingers in her mouth.

Yixian's sleep was very light, and when Mo Yan raised his hand to point on the tip of her nose, she subconsciously woke up.

After opening his eyes and seeing Mo Yan lying in front of him, Yat Sen let go of Mo Yan's fingers, moved towards him, and leaned on his chest with a red face.

"I got up early before I got up earlier, can you lie down with me a little longer?"

"I can't ask for it."

Mo Yan reached out and caressed Yixian's smooth back, hugged her and continued to listen to the magpie singing outside the window. Yixian, on the other hand, half-squinted her eyes, listening to Mo Yan's heartbeat while enjoying his petting like a kitten.

The two snuggled quietly and lay down for more than half an hour, until the magpie outside the show building was tired of singing and left, and then Yixian lifted the quilt and propped up the bed.

Yixian only wears a moon-white silk belly pocket embroidered with plum, but she is not afraid to show her body in front of Mo Yan, although she will feel shy when she is looked at by Mo Yan, but it is also a duty of a wife to let her husband appreciate her posture.

The clothes that had been taken off last night were neatly folded on the small table at the head of the bed by Yi Xian, she reached out and popped out the bed curtain, took her clothes and put them on one by one in front of Mo Yan.

This set of blue water gauze can actually be changed with one click through the force field energy, but Yat-sen did not do this, because she likes the process of dressing and wearing accessories, and she also likes to show every detail of herself in front of her beloved.

After dressing himself, Yixian served Mo Yan and put on his clothes, and then brought warm water to Mo Yan to wipe his face, so that Mo Yan really understood what is called "virtuous" in the Chinese style.

After washing and tidying up, Yat-sen sat down at the dresser next to the window, her hair hadn't been recoiled since she had untied it last night, it was simply tied with a red ribbon, of course, and it needed to be taken care of.

Yat-sen opened the drawer of the dresser, took out some trivial dressing utensils, and then took out a rosewood comb and handed it to Mo Yan.

"My husband, would you like to make up for Yat-sen's thrush?"

"Dare to disobey?"

Mo Yan smiled and took the rosewood comb, untied the ribbon that bound Yixian's long hair, and then held up her soft and smooth long hair, and combed it for her with the rosewood comb.

By the time Mo Yan and Yat Sen appeared in front of everyone again, it was already breakfast time.

In order to make up for the inexplicable disappearance last night, Mo Yan also specially made a big table of hearty breakfast for Yixian for everyone, Xiaolongbao, fried dough sticks, soy milk, pancakes, bread, bacon, eggs, milk porridge, pickles, noodles, a combination of Chinese and Western, everything.

Because he used up a lot of physical strength yesterday, Mo Yan ate this meal very deliciously, which made Quincy have a great appetite, and accidentally ate three more soup dumplings and two soft-hearted fried eggs.

After breakfast, Lexington, as the secretary ship, reported to Mo Yan some things about the renovation of the current residence, especially the construction room in the southeast corner of the garden, which can be completed almost today, as long as the builder is installed, Mo Yan can continue to summon new ship girls from the port area.

Mo Yan had been at the Oriental Headquarters for more than a week, and although he had two opportunities to build during this period, he decided to wait for the builder to be installed in his garden and build it separately after weighing the pros and cons.

In any case, the fact that Mo Yan can be built 100% successfully is indeed a bit too shocking. He had considered this before, but at that time, he had few ships and few resources, so he didn't dare to waste the construction opportunity that he had obtained so hard. And since Mo Yan achieved a certain position of power, he began to consciously control the frequency of his construction, and also built as little as possible in public areas, in order to conceal the existence of his port area.

Mo Yan had a hunch that the affairs of the port area must not be exposed too early before gaining enough power and strength, otherwise he is likely to be in great trouble.

Perhaps because of the newlywed Yan'er, the intimacy between Mo Yan and Yixian today is a little too obvious, and even several young girls have seen some clues.

Compared with the sneakiness when the relationship with Akagi was confirmed, Mo Yan is already somewhat experienced now, although he can't be perfect now, but he can express his mind more directly, at least he won't snub Yat-sen because of his shame that he is not worth two dollars at all.

However, Lu Xun once said that everything has two sides, and Akua opens a door for you, so Quincy will definitely help you close a window.

Not only will the ship girls eat, but they will also be jealous!

Therefore, Mo Yan's day was actually quite bad. As for how bad it is, alas...... It's all tears.

It wasn't until that night that Mo Yan ate a small plate of "weird" dim sum under the supervision of Veneto that that the extremely dark day was over.

Poor Quincy, who was innocently lying on the gun, obviously just wanted to mix something with her commander to eat, but she did eat it, but she fainted directly to the ground after eating a bite of the seemingly tempting jam bread, and after waking up, a blank area appeared in her memory, and she couldn't remember what the bread with jam tasted like.

This scene made Mo Yan feel creepy, if it weren't for Quincy helping him withstand the disaster, wouldn't the one with the fragment of amnesia become himself?

Being able to eat all the pieces of Quincy was a little chill in Mo Yan's back just thinking about it.

It seems that he must be cautious next time he shows affection, otherwise he will be killed, emmmm.......