Hao Lin didn't know how he got back to the villa, after almost a day of training, he now only felt that he wanted to die, Richelieu seemed to be really proficient in training, just after a simple test she mastered Hao Lin's limit there, and then all the next training fluctuated back and forth on the edge of Hao Lin's limit.

Lexington seemed to be really relieved that Richelieu was doing this, so even though she saw Hao Lin maintaining the appearance of being about to collapse, pale, and stumbling, she didn't come up to stop it, just looked at it distressedly, and then tossed Gaga away.

And Saratoga looked at Hao Lin's eyes with more bitterness and hatred.

Finally in the afternoon, Richelieu ended the training, Lexington relied on the inhuman strength of the ship's mother to easily carry Hao Lin back to the villa, although Hao Lin was a little reluctant, but he was powerless to resist, although the head could be placed in a soft but elastic place along the way.

Hao Lin relied on the strength to recover a little, reluctantly took a shower, and then walked to the sofa in the living room to lie down, and his wife sat on the sofa at this time and looked at the recipe that he didn't know where it came from.

Hao Lin barely reached the couch, collapsed on it, and then squirmed to Lexington's side like a worm, resting his head on Lexington's lap. Lexington's attention was still on the recipe at this time, and he only stroked Hao Lin's hair with one free hand.

Hao Lin raised his head and saw "Private Dishes: How to Make Him More Strong", Hao Lin didn't want to complain, turned his head, looked at the other side, felt the elasticity and heat from his cheeks, and the aroma of his wife's body, and felt calm.

Time quietly slowed down on the two of them.

It's just that someone still came to make trouble, and when the two were enjoying their alone time, Hao Lin suddenly felt the sofa vibrate, and then before he could look up, he felt that something hit the top of his head, making a muffled sound of "bang".

Hao Lin felt a pain in his head, and then someone squeezed himself off Lexington's leg like a bull.

Hao Lin raised his head slightly, rolled his eyes upward, and saw a small face with a blush of fascination on his face, staring at him with big eyes and looking at him angrily, wasn't it Saratoga?

The girl glanced at Hao Lin angrily, let out a soft snort, and then covered her chest and found a comfortable position on her sister's lap to lie down.

Hao Lin looked up at his wife for some reason, at this time, his wife turned her face slightly, the recipe blocked her chin, and she showed a somewhat mysterious smile, and Hao Lin also didn't know why.

"How's it going, are you feeling tired today?" Mrs. asked softly with her pink lips.

Hao Lin stretched out his hand and curled his wife's flaxen-colored hair with the scent of roses and played with it, thinking for a while, "It's okay, I couldn't support it a little at first, but I felt a lot better after drinking that kind of milk, as if there was an inexplicable energy that supported all the training." ”

"Really? I'll have some for you tomorrow," Lexington said, glancing at his sister, and saw Saratoga clutching the girl's full chest, her big eyes looking at her with tears in her eyes and pleading.

Lexington smiled, but said clearly in his eyes, "For the sake of Xiaolin, Gaga you have to sacrifice." Seeing this, Saratoga suddenly lost all her strength, and her whole body collapsed on her sister's lap like a gray stone statue, and her bright blonde hair became dull.

After lying down like a salted fish for a while, Hao Lin finally got up, shook his arm that was still a little sore, and went into the kitchen.

This was the first step in Lexington's plan, and it wasn't just women who could grab men's stomachs, but men as well. So Lexington asked Hao Lin to do everything he could, and be sure to make the most nostalgic taste of Richelieu. For this reason, Lexington also took the time to return to the city and replenish a large number of ingredients.

At this moment, in the upstairs room, Richelieu sat on the windowsill, casually propped up one foot, leaning his back against the windowsill, holding a burning lady's cigarette between his slender and slender fingers, and resting his wrist on his knees, allowing the rising smoke to blur his vision.

She raised her hand, took a puff of cigarette, and inhaled the smoke from the burning of the tobacco into her lungs, although the ship girl would not be hurt by any external substance, but Richelieu was still not used to this feeling after all, coughed lightly, the golden hair shook slightly, white smoke poured out of her mouth, and her chest was a little delicate undulating.

Inadvertently, tears welled up in her eyes, as if to release her fragile feelings......

(I don't really like the woman smoking, but I have to admit that some women smoke cigarettes really smell, it should be action?) ）

Coughing for a while, she raised her hand to wipe away the tears that overflowed her eyes, and smiled a little self-deprecatingly, at this time a fragrance reached the tip of her nose, it was the fragrance that made her a little confused, but more familiar, this was her distant memory from the ship of the same name as her.

Foie gras, Chateau Petrus, brandy, black truffle, steak, blue mold cheese, French spices......

These distant memories or obsessions from Earth became the only solace in her heart at this moment, and she got up, extinguished the cigarette butt as she passed by the table, and walked downstairs.

Lexington, who was sitting on the couch, watched Richelieu pass by the living room and head straight for the kitchen. So the corners of the wife's mouth were slightly hooked, and her slender lips pursed an upturned arc, but this smile had an evil feeling no matter how you looked at it.

Gaga, who was lying on Lexington's lap and was obsessed with being touched by his sister's head, inadvertently looked up and saw his sister's smiling face, and was immediately frightened. Then obediently got up and pinched his sister's shoulder, which made Lexington inexplicable for a while.

Richelieu entered the kitchen, and saw that as in the morning, Hao Lin was busy between the kitchen stoves with an apron tied around his waist, he was busy cooking the food in front of him attentively and quickly, the sizzling steak in the frying pan, the salty cream soup in the saucepan was churning, Hao Lin started to cut the rosemary, and then reached out to slightly adjust the temperature of the oven.

I don't know why I came here in Richelieu at the moment, and the whole kitchen was alive and vivid because of him.

Richelieu leaned against the kitchen door, feeling a little complicated, she knew that the reason Lexington had caught her was nothing more than fishing for a boat or something. She was a little dismissive of this, knowing that she had only been completely eroded by the deep sea for a month at most.

She believed that Lexington was also aware of this, so she didn't care much about Hao Lin at all, and the only reason she brought these three people over was to let Lexington end himself after he was completely deep-sea.

But now she looks at Hao Lin and is a little curious, because there is such a thing as a builder in this world, it can often create some things (from the earth), and these things have the flavor of the memory of the ship's mother.

But the chefs of this world can hardly make the kind of dishes that belong to the memory of the ship's mother. Richelieu didn't know why, but there was no doubt that what Hao Lin was cooking now was that authentic French food.

Moreover, most of the admirals in this world are the children of the nobility (because they control the resources) or the descendants of wealthy merchants, who have been pampered since childhood, although they are proficient in poetry, music, historical allusions, and so on.

But there are not many people who can cook, do laundry, and accompany the ship's mother with peace of mind, or not at all. On the contrary, they basically enjoy the service of their own ship mother, and regard the ship mother as their vassal, although they will also fulfill the task of fighting the deep sea.

So the prototype ship, that is, the first batch of ship mothers basically did not have a commander (feminist race high!). Well...... Sister Lion stepped on me).

So Admiral Richelieu like Hao Lin really hasn't seen a few. Even if they only got along for about a day, Richelieu still felt something unusual about Hao Lin, his eyes were very clear, and he didn't have the desire to possess when he saw the ship's mother, even if he occasionally stared at himself, there was only appreciation in his eyes.

His mind is very firm, and it can be seen from today's training that his training intensity is completely in accordance with that of a soldier, but he has not complained of hardship and tiredness, and has tried his best to adapt to the training, and find the most suitable method for himself.

What's more important is that when he is warm with his own ship, he really loves them, so he cares about their moods, words, and actions, and never puts his identity in a higher position than them.

He expressed a message that he was lucky and happy to be liked by them. I believe Lexington and Saratoga felt it too.

"What a blessing?" I don't know why Richelieu suddenly felt a little jealous in his heart.

Hearing the voice behind him, Hao Lin turned his head and saw Richelieu leaning on the door frame, still dressed as this morning, slim blue shirt, white pencil pants, and flat shoes, but at this moment the buttons on her neckline were opened twice, revealing a slender neck and bumpy collarbones, and some messy hair half-covered and half-covered white skin, just so that made her look lazy and sexy.

"Well......" Hao Lin thought about Lexington's explanation, so he said to Richelieu, "I can't help you, can you help me?" ”

"Me?" Richelieu looked a little surprised, but his first reaction was not to refuse, "But I won't, I... I'll help you call Lexington. ”

"Well, it's okay, it's all very simple work," Hao Lin's expression looked serious, "just help me get started." ”

"That ......"

"Come on! Hurry up, the steak is almost over six medium rare. ”

"That ......" 16VfVa

"Come on! Hurry up, the steak is almost over six medium rare. ”

"Okay then." Richelieu pulled a strand of hair behind his ear, then reached out and rolled up his sleeve, revealing his white arm, "Say okay first, don't blame me if something happens." ”

"I'll teach you, first this, then this," Hao Lin said, flipping the steak in the frying pan.

"Is that so?"

"Well done"