How come I, who has the physique of a succubus, was pushed back by the ship girl?

And his steps, staggering due to fright, took several steps back.

Suddenly, it was as if someone had grabbed a cat's tail, and the girl completely lost her usual composure.

His pupils contracted, his eyes widened, and he stared at Zhou Xuan in front of him with a wary look on his face.

But when the words of caution came out of her mouth, they were so confusing.

"No... Zhou Xuan, you can't do this. You are Tirpitz's lover, how can you say such things..."

"You said you missed me, but you have to know that I... I am Tirpitz's sister..."

“We can’t…we can’t…”

He kept stammering, and his originally fair face became increasingly red.

I can't really say what this reminded me of...

Chapter 83: A woman's heart is like a needle in the sea

"What's wrong with me?" Zhou Xuan frowned.

I was already confused, and her rare overreaction made it even more confusing, making my hazy intuition even more blurred.

"I just think about what happened in the past few days and I feel like there seems to be a gap between the two of us."

“It’s that inexplicable sense of distance.”

When analyzing in the mind, the logical thinking is everything clear.

But if he really wanted to talk about it, Zhou Xuan was a little at a loss for words.

After thinking for a long time about the wording, I finally let it out slowly according to my heart.

"I don't know how to put it, but I guess it's all my illusion."

"After all, if that were the case, you wouldn't have spoken to me like that just now, Bismarck."

Fortunately, it was just a false alarm. After listening to Zhou Xuan's explanation, Bismarck's emotions finally eased.

He breathed a sigh of relief and his expression calmed down, but his fair little face was still faintly flushed, which seemed particularly abrupt.

No one knew what kind of storm her heart went through in just that brief moment.

Zhou Xuan was right, his judgment was not an illusion.

Bismarck knew some details about that day.

After all, they lived next door to each other, and two of them had publicly revealed the truth beforehand, so it would be hard for her not to know.

After that night, realizing the reason for his complicated mood, Bismarck began to spontaneously keep a suitable distance from him.

For no other reason than that he, Zhou Xuan, was Tirpitz's lover and Bismarck's brother-in-law.

It's that simple.

If the previous emotional attitude towards Zhou Xuan was just a question.

After spending these few days together, even if Bismarck's emotions were dull.

But at that time, I would think about it from time to time, and when I was by Zhou Xuan's side, I couldn't help but feel the throbbing.

It was clear that she had a feeling towards Zhou Xuan that could be called love.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have listened to everything about him so often and instinctively replaced the heroine with herself.

Even her sister could not escape this disaster.

One's own lover, in private ways, has become the target of one's sister's sexual fantasies.

There is nothing more unorthodox in the world than this.

Therefore, Bismarck, who was in a complicated mood, wanted to try to distance himself from Zhou Xuan.

Try to stay sober as much as possible, don't get close to him as his brother-in-law, don't be too intimate with him, so that your love for him will stop here.

But now it seems that the plan is not as good as she imagined.

At least regarding the mind, some things and some behaviors cannot be completely controlled...

With Zhou Xuan's explanation, the situation on the field instantly became quiet.

Bismarck sighed as he slowly let go of his previous resistance and tension, as if relieved of a heavy burden.

"So that's how it is. I thought..."

The words between the lines did not deny her deliberate alienation. Following her words, combined with the beauty's mumblings when she was frightened before.

Zhou Xuan found an important point from this.

"Yes, this is a question that has been bothering me for a few days, but what do you mean by what you just said?"

"We can't? We can't do what?"

“I wonder what this means…”

From his initial ignorance to his later confusion, the boy's emotions gradually grew, revealing a desire for knowledge that was no less than hers.

His handsome facial features were squeezed together by the obvious confusion on his face, which was also a rare side of him in her impression.

It was not weird, but rather had its own unique style. It was right in front of Bismarck's eyes and it struck his heart.

A single move can affect the entire body. Bismarck hurriedly coughed twice to calm his turbulent mood, and at the same time explained.

"No...it's okay, I was just worrying too much."

"I thought you were just thinking about what you did on your date with Tirpitz, so you were distracted and slowed down your work."

"When I say 'can't', I mean we can't waste any more time."

"You know, most of today's documents have yet to be processed."

It must be said that as an iron-blooded leader, Bismarck's reaction was extremely quick.

After coming out of his panic state, he used the diversity of language to quickly find a reasonable explanation for his behavior.

But this is not enough. We need to plan ahead and know that sometimes a man's sense of smell is not inferior to a woman's. We are worried that he will dig deeper to find the reason.

Bismarck changed the subject and immediately blocked all his subsequent offensive routes with a strong rhetorical attitude.

"What else do you think it will be? Zhou Xuan?"

"You can't be sitting there with your sister in your arms and now you're thinking about what happened with your sister, right?"

"If that's the case, it's a bit too greedy."

Pretending to be nonchalant and whimsical, Bismarck's eyes were full of meaning.

We always say that we should stop here, and actually, it is most appropriate to end with such an explosive topic.

Not only can it interrupt Zhou Xuan's full of questions, but it can also easily erase all his embarrassment and even guilt in such a humorous way, killing two birds with one stone.

But for some reason, when he saw Zhou Xuan remain silent, touch his nose, and make it clear what he was thinking.

Bismarck couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart, a pride that came from his own charm.

I forgot my sense of propriety for a moment and asked another question without knowing the implication of the situation.

"As the saying goes, you can't chew too much. Being ambitious is a good thing, but are you sure you can handle two people at the same time, Zhou Xuan?"

With just one sentence, the situation returned to its original ambiguity, and Bismarck's efforts were in vain.

But the girl was enjoying it without realizing it. Her clear eyes stared at his face, and she had a vague answer in her heart.

If they really had a thorough fight in her office, the one who would be unable to bear it in the end would definitely be her ungrateful sister-in-law.

After all, what she saw with her own eyes that day and the sweet words of love that lingered in her ears at night were deeply engraved in her bones.

With his abundant capital and powerful abilities, it shouldn't be a problem for him to fight two enemies at once.

Going deeper, he seemed to have recalled the scene of a young girl waiting to bloom and a young man jumping into her, and Bismarck subconsciously wanted to glance down again.

It's a pity that God did not fulfill his wish.

Because of the obstruction of the desk, she could not see the rest of her body as she wished.

Instead, following closely behind her, her focus met Zhou Xuan's equally scorching gaze.

Following Bismarck's gaze and imitating his movements, Zhou Xuan lowered his head to look between his buttocks, but did not find anything serious.

And when she looked up again, the faint blush always surfaced completely, beyond words.

Her body temperature continued to rise, and she realized belatedly how provocative her gaze just now was, along with her emotions.

Bismarck was startled and frightened, and dared not say anything more, nor did he smile at him.

His face immediately turned stern and cold, and combined with his tone, he looked as serious as if he was doing his job.

"Okay! Focus on your work, Zhou Xuan! Indulging in pleasure is not what we should do!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bismarck returned to his seat.

Just as she said, she picked up the pen and began to correct the documents neatly.

They were clearly chatting happily just a second ago.

The next second, her attitude changed 180 degrees, becoming moody and keeping people at a distance.

The changes happened so quickly that Zhou Xuan didn't even have time to react.

Finally, looking at him who was fully devoted to his work, Zhou Xuan touched his nose bridge and sighed in his heart.

A woman's heart is like a needle in the sea.

Chapter 84: Is it the tea or the heart that is bitter?

Despite the tough measures taken, Zhou Xuan's doubts were promptly addressed.

But in the end, Bismarck was unable to completely agree with the so-called sense of distance.

Without giving a detailed explanation, he was given an ambiguous answer simply because he was overthinking it.

In this case, Zhou Xuan stopped worrying about it and tried his best to do his job well.

After a lot of twists and turns, the relationship between the two soon returned to what it was before.

After unloading their burdens, the time they spend laughing and talking freely is probably the most enjoyable time for them after a day of hard work.

Unchanged, day after day, this kind of life continues every day.

In the evening of that day, as soon as Zhou Xuan put down his pen and closed the document, he couldn't wait to stretch himself.

“Finally done~”

No one is born to work hard, and no one is born to like boring and tedious work.

This moment of venting can be regarded as a kind of affirmation of their hard work.

It is not clear what Zhou Xuan thought, but at least Bismarck thought so.

Feeling the same way, after hearing his words, this iron-blooded prime minister, who was always clear about the distinction between public and private affairs, personally brought him a cup of fragrant hot tea.

"I'm used to drinking coffee, so I try Donghuang tea occasionally. It has a unique flavor. According to what you call it, it seems to be called Longjing tea."

"You should try it too, I think it tastes pretty good."

After traveling to a different world and being in a foreign country, Zhou Xuan was somewhat surprised that he could drink the famous tea from his hometown.

Without further ado, he lifted the handle of the cup and took a careful sip.

As soon as it enters the throat, the fragrance fills the air, and the taste of the famous tea quickly comes through the tip of the tongue and penetrates into the heart.

"How's it going? Not bad, right?"

In fact, just by looking at Zhou Xuan's expression, Bismarck could guess his inner thoughts almost exactly.

But for some reason, I just wanted to hear him talk about his feelings in person, so I asked those questions as if I knew the answer.

"not bad."

He gave his answer as he wished, blew away the hot air coming from the surface, took another sip, and then Zhou Xuan continued.

"The tea is good, but it's brewed the wrong way."

"Tea tasting requires a certain method, not just putting the tea leaves in a cup and steeping them like you did."