Seeing Mu Feng lying on the bed in a daze (lottery), his crimson red pupils turned, and his heart moved, and the coat, boots, skirt, and hat on his body disappeared together.

Wearing only a close-fitting white shirt and a pair of white pantyhose, the man stepped on the wooden floor, bent slightly, and tiptoed close to Mu Feng's bed.

Carefully climb onto the bed, get under the quilt, and slowly crawl forward.

After climbing to the right position, he suddenly hugged Mu Feng's waist and closed his eyes with satisfaction.

Mu Feng had already finished drawing the prize at this time, and when he felt the movement in the bed, he knew that it was Crimson.

Sneaking up, obviously hugging his body, he still lowered his head, closed his eyes, and pretended not to be discovered by himself.

In the past, Crimson's mind was at the level of a primary school student, but now it is almost to the level of a junior high school girl, and there are more and more ideas, and it is becoming more and more dishonest.

Mu Feng reached into the quilt and gently pinched his crimson nose:

"Naughty again, didn't Sister Peace arrange a room for you? Didn't we say okay, when we grow up, we will sleep on our own, why do we go to my bed again? ”

Crimson shook her head, her nose broke free from Mu Feng's grasp, and then she hugged Mu Feng's body harder, and said a little aggrieved:

"Crimson doesn't want to sleep alone, Crimson wants to hold the commander, or be held by the commander to sleep......"

Mu Feng sighed helplessly: "Then today is the last time, and I sleep honestly at night, and I am not allowed to touch it, otherwise this bed will be for you, and I will go to sleep in your bed." ”

Crimson immediately nodded: "Well, the commander is here to hold Crimson!" ”

Mu Feng was speechless, turned off the lamp at the head of the bed, got into the quilt, leaned sideways, gently hugged the crimson waist, and hugged the girl's soft body tightly in his arms.

Crimson closed her eyes, rubbed her face against Mu Feng's chest, and slowly twisted her body with an expression of enjoyment:

"It's most comfortable to be held by the commander to sleep, why are you so good to Crimson, Commander."

Mu Feng said of course: "Because you are my ship's mother, I am not good to you, who is good to you?" ”

Crimson subconsciously blurted out: "But Crimson used to be a deep sea ......"

"You know that was before!" Mu Feng chuckled lightly and pinched his crimson nose, "Now you are my ship's mother." ”

Crimson tilted her head and thought, "What if Crimson turns into the deep sea again?" ”

Mu Feng immediately said: "Even if you become a deep sea, it is a deep sea that belongs to me alone, and you must continue to listen to me!" ”

Crimson grunted in her throat, slammed into Mu Feng's face, and stretched out her tongue to lick Mu Feng's face.

"Oh, don't." Mu Feng hurriedly pressed the top of Crimson's head, "How many times have you said it, you are not a puppy, don't lick others." ”

Crimson immediately said: "Crimson is just the commander's puppy, Crimson won't lick others!" Crimson wants to keep the taste of the commander in his heart and write it in his soul, and he can't forget it even when he dies. ”

Mu Feng listened to Crimson's words, his heart jumped suddenly, and he slowly let go of Crimson's head, and said a little unnaturally:

"All in all, no licking, go to bed honestly now, or I'll go to your bed!"

"Forehead......" Crimson was stunned for a moment, and suddenly asked a little puzzled, "Commander, what's in your pants, hard, hot...... It seems to be moving......"

Crimson's memory and common sense are very limited, and of course she doesn't know what it is, so she is very curious and reaches down.

"Don't touch it!" Mu Feng instinctively exclaimed, wanting to stop Crimson, but in the end, he was a step too late, and part of his body had been grabbed by Crimson in his hand, "Hmm......"

…………

Under the bright moonlight, in the quiet bay, in a completely normal military port.

Two deep-sea flagships, sitting on the sofa facing each other.

The tea-haired woman was a little impatient: "Didn't you say that the Royal Navy would collapse!" Why has it been so many days and nothing has changed? ”

"Something went wrong." The white-haired woman in black shook her head, "A special repair tool has appeared, which works almost fully automatically, and many sets of collection facilities are repaired every day......"

The tea-haired woman exclaimed, "Every day! Lots of sets! Are you sure it's not a joke? ”

The white-haired woman said, "Of course not. ”

The tea-haired woman was stunned and said, "Then isn't all our previous work in vain?" What do we do next?

"Let the Grand Fleet attack? It's time for us to strike, and the guided bombs and missiles that have just been tested can finally come in handy! ”

"Don't worry...... white-haired woman narrowed her eyes, "It's not that far yet, isn't there any news from that little guy?" Or are you completely ignoring us? ”

"Yes." The brown-haired woman said casually, but as soon as the words came out, she stood up suddenly, "There's news!" My people got the message! She asks us about it, and I'll get her back! ”

"Wait!" The white-haired woman hurriedly stopped, "Ask more, answer less, the key is, don't tell her where we are!" ”

"Why?" The brown-haired woman wondered, "Do you think she might betray?" ”

The white-haired woman said, "I'm just keeping you on the necessary alert!" ”

"You're too careful!" The brown-haired woman said with a nonchalant expression, "Even if it is built with refined resources, there will still be deep-sea wreckage in her body, and the deep-sea aura will not completely subside."

"The breath of the deep sea does not subside, and there is instinctive hostility towards the ship's mother, and they will never get along with each other, and they may fight as soon as they meet.

"Moreover, as a deep sea, built by the ship's mother, it will definitely be beaten to half death first, starved to the point of trance, locked up, tied up, hanged, and tortured every day.

"If it is built by a human commander, the consequences will only be more miserable, and she will definitely be tortured in a fancy way, in this case, how can she betray the deep sea and throw herself into the side of humans and ship mothers?"

The white-haired woman still insisted: "I still say the same thing, keep the necessary vigilance, ask more questions, answer less!" ”

The brown-haired woman waved her hand and agreed a little impatiently: "Got it, got it......"

…………

Mu Feng doesn't remember at all how he fell asleep last night, anyway, he was physically and mentally exhausted, and he couldn't look back.

It was only at nine o'clock the next morning that I opened my eyes in a daze.

I still habitually hug my crimson waist and use my crimson warm and soft body as a pillow, which should be the world's most high-end pillow.

With a smile like a treasure on his crimson face, he could not say it to a limited extent:

"Commander, you've finally woken up, Crimson may have found what the Commander wanted."