The two of them finished a quiet dinner together, which was made by Wang Yong and Blowing Snow together, after so much time, Wang Yong's own craftsmanship was not bad, and the dinner was not a light routine.

Australian prawns, sirloin steak, pasta, salad can be beef wine, this is exactly what Wang Yong loves, the nouveau riche taste.

Fuyuki was eating her own light Japanese dinner, but when she saw the sumptuous dinner in front of Wang Yong, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva, which was very cute.

Wang Yong looked at her moist lips and said with a smile: "Let's eat together, you are still growing your body." ”

Blowing Snow had no choice but to take her share, and her mouth was oily.

After eating, I was a little tired from running around this day.

The two leaned back on the soft sofa and chatted.

Wang Yong was very interested in the navy, and when he was in Yongguo, he often went to the Qinzhou shipyard, and he was also enthusiastic about the strategy and tactics of the navy.

The next step for Yongguo to further expand is the power of the navy.

As a ship's mother, although she may not know much about strategy, the destroyer's individual combat is much stronger than Wang Yonglai's.

Especially a serious and hard-working girl, it's quite interesting to discuss these things with her.

Blowing snow differs from the rough two-dimensional image on the fleet collection, in the three-dimensional, in Haiya.

Wang Yong observed that she was indeed a real beautiful girl at this time, and the repeated gorgeous lights cast an intricate and blurry light on Fuxue's face.

The weather seems to be getting hotter, or the humid sea breeze blowing from outside, or the discussion is very enjoyable, and the girls in a serious state are actually quite good-looking.

There seemed to be fine beads of sweat on the tip of Blowing Snow's nose, but these reflected the whiteness of her skin like congealed cream.

Wang Yong was active for a while, in short, his cells became active.

He took a deep breath, leaned back in his armchair, and closed his eyes slightly.

The boundless Haiya, the lonely sea, the huge berth of Singlecrown Bay, and the empty town guard's mansion, this small admiral's room, there are only two people at this time.

Wang Yong closed his eyes, this may be a man's instinct.

In such a lonely place, there are only two people, and Fuxue is a beautiful girl, Wang Yong naturally salivates, and it may be better if there are more ship girls in the future.

And later......

Wang Yong felt that if ...... It may be difficult for me to face her in the future.

"Division...... Commander? Fuyuki was getting more and more excited as he spoke, but he found that the commander was leaning back in his chair as if he was tired, closing his eyes slightly, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled......

"No...... It's nothing......" Wang Yong shook his head and temporarily expelled these surging thoughts: "You go on......"

"Isn't it too late, sorry, Commander, sometimes I'm too excited, I might just say to myself......" Fuyuki said apologetically.

"No, nothing, what did you just say, your dream?"

Fuxue's face couldn't help but turn red: "Dream? Now let's get stronger......"

Her voice grew quieter, her eyes looked at the never-ending night, and then she turned back, back to the little Admiral's room, back to the Commander.

Couldn't help but look at her firmly.

The two chatted for a long time, and when they saw that the time was not early, they said goodnight to each other and went back to sleep, after all, they had to attack early tomorrow morning.

Wang Yong can sleep anywhere, and his boldness is amazing.

But at this time, the smile of blowing snow always rises and falls in his mind.

"It's weird......" he muttered, falling asleep.

The moonlight blew down from the window and fell on him, and the sea outside the window was so silent.

But

"Tuk-tuk—" There was a sudden knock on the door.

"Tuk Tuk-" Wang Yong sat up from the bed suddenly, his eyes suddenly sobering up.

Why do you sleep so comfortably here, as if you don't have the slightest defense......

Who is it?

He opened the door.

A particularly small voice came: "Si ...... Commander ......"

Wang Yong looked at it, it was blowing snow.

She held the pillow and futon, and the whole person was slightly shrunk by the cold night.

But his face was red and hot.

Wang Yong gave in a little and blew snow closer.

"What's wrong?"

Blowing Snow raised his head: "It's empty here...... I ......"

She lowered her head in shame again, and even the roots of her ears turned red.

Wang Yong nodded clearly and let Blowing Snow walk in.

Having said that, there is no one on this island, Fuyuki is alone in one place, just a teenage girl, and it may be surprising that she is not afraid.

"Okay." Wang Yong nodded: "You sleep on the bed, I'll take the futon off and sleep on the floor." ”

There are no tatami mats or anything in the navy dormitory, this is the habit of the navy ship, sleeping on tatami mats in the harbor or on the ship, it is because my body is not hard enough.

Wang Yong said that he went to get the futon and prepared to put it on the ground.

"No, Commander, I sleep on the ground, I lay on the floor!" Blowing Xue hurriedly said, stepped forward all of a sudden, and held down Wang Yong's hand to pick up the quilt.

"Commander, I'...... I'm just feeling ...... I just want to ...... with you ...... with you," Blowing Snow lowered his head.

"I just want to sleep in a room with the commander, and I feel at peace with you by your side. In the future, it won't be when other shipwresses come over, and with them by my side, I won't be afraid...... I ......"

As he spoke, Blowing Snow couldn't help choking.

Wang Yong was a little surprised for a while, sat on the bed, and hugged Fuxue with his hand.

Wipes away her tears.

"Blowing snow...... Nothing ......."

"Division...... Commander, I'm sorry, I won't be so timid in the future...... I...... I...... I'm really ...... you."

"No...... Not at all. Wang Yong said softly, while carefully wiping away the tears of blowing snow.

She stopped with a sniff.

Only then did she find that Wang Yong's hand was around her, and she couldn't help leaning on the commander's body, like an attached lamb.

Her face turned red......

The two of them ...... at this time

If the commander is a stern person, will it be like this with blowing snow?

Blowing snow won't, even if she is afraid at night on a desert island where no one is there, she will hold on alone until dawn.

If there are other ship girls around, will this be the case with the blowing snow?

Blowing snow doesn't, and if there were other shipwreck partners, she probably wouldn't be scared at all.

But at this moment......

The initial ship, a night of deep talk, the whistling sea breeze, the dark night that seemed to engulf people, the empty town guard mansion except for himself and the admiral, far away from the admiral, that moment of impulse, blowing snow stood here, blowing snow in Wang Yong's arms.

It's quiet at this time.

Wang Yong was blowing snow in his arms, and in the middle of the night at this time, there was only the sound of distant waves gently lapping, which seemed to be getting quieter and quieter.

The nose is surrounded by the faint fragrance of a fresh and pure beautiful girl, just like the latest tender branches and leaves in early summer.