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

"It's like this, I'm used to sleeping naked, so... I'm only wearing a pair of tight pants..."

Although he didn't finish his words, they were concise and Belfast quickly understood what he meant.

Her little face was slightly stunned, which was different from her cheerful and talkative appearance yesterday. She seemed to be surprised at the boy's shy behavior in private.

Regardless of his original intentions, the boy was very versatile and his thoughtfulness was extremely gentlemanly.

In layman's terms, it was quite to her liking, Belfast slightly raised the corners of her mouth.

The figure stood there without moving, accepting his kindness, the girl raised her eyebrows and said nothing.

After reaching the conclusion, a pair of wise eyes unconsciously looked down.

He swept across the pure white bedding and lingered around the mountain, curiously paying attention to the boy's reaction when he woke up in the morning.

Even she didn't know why she did such a superfluous thing, but Belfast didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Belfast stopped his frequent glances and raised his eyes calmly.

"Don't worry about my opinion, Commander."

"The personal service work is not over yet. I can't just leave like this."

"After all, you know that giving up halfway is not an option for a good maid."

The gentle face that had been slightly distant from the beginning finally changed.

When their eyes met again, Zhou Xuan saw the elegant royal head maid smiling at him faintly.

Striving for perfection, Belfast finally chose to politely decline her kindness and wholeheartedly fulfill her duties as a personal maid.

After she finished speaking, everything around her suddenly became silent.

There were no other superfluous sounds. Zhou Xuan could only hear the "dong dong dong" sound lingering in his ears.

It got faster and faster, and finally, with his hand on his chest, he finally found the source.

It was exactly the same as when he was with his own girl. There was no doubt that it was his heartbeat.

ps: 51 only has two days off, wuwuwu, Palu’s life is also life, alas.

I plan to take a short break these two days, updating once a day, and then resume updating twice a day after May 5.2nd.

Happy May Day, dear readers!

Chapter 112: The Perfect Maid Who Can't Control Her Emotions

Boom boom boom.

The situation suddenly... came to a standstill.

He thought about using some humorous words to ease the awkward atmosphere, but after waiting for a long time, Zhou Xuan still couldn't find a suitable remark.

Confident and elegant, Zhou Xuan had to admit that Belfast possessed a unique charm that was hard to ignore.

Especially when he broke through the dimensional wall, traveled through the other world, and met it face to face, this feeling was even stronger.

The clock was ticking, and the hour had just struck, and in the blink of an eye, nearly ten minutes had passed.

A real man is unrestrained by nature. Since the girl didn't take it seriously, if he continues to be shy, it would be unbecoming of him.

No longer intending to remain reserved, Zhou Xuan gritted his teeth and quickly pulled back the quilt.

Zhou Xuan was getting dressed while Belfast was waiting beside him holding the clothes.

They were separated by a subtle distance, watching in silence.

The boy is not very strong and has maintained a good figure, belonging to the category of light fitness.

You won't become bloated due to the presence of a lot of muscles, nor will you look weak and harmless due to being too thin.

All in all, this is the body shape that a qualified commander should have, reserved and subtle, yet not lacking in a certain sense of power.

Being behind Zhou Xuan, Belfast couldn't see the whole picture.

But you don't need to see too much, just a glimpse of the whole picture can give you a glimpse of the whole picture.

Just by looking at the powerful lines beneath the broad back muscles, she could guess the general shape of the figure from the front.

Well-deserved, judging from current observations alone, Zhou Xuan's performance is worthy of Guanghui's usual high praise for him.

Maybe...it wasn't just a trick played by Bismarck and others, the young man in front of him was indeed the new iron-blooded commander.

Belfast thought to himself.

His hands did not stop moving. When he saw Zhou Xuan put on that thin shirt, he handed him the pants.

There was no unnecessary dialogue or action. Just an extended hand and acceptance, everything was tacit and the whole process went smoothly.

It was just their first meeting, but they already had such a tacit understanding in their cooperation.

He wanted to sigh but didn't give her more chances. After he got used to her gaze, Zhou Xuan's movements became quick and agile.

I quickly got dressed, washed up, and admired my handsome self in front of the floor-length mirror.

It is innate that one can't help but feel complacent and conceited.

Looking left and right, Zhou Xuan continued with satisfaction.

"I'm ready, Belfast. I'll trouble you to lead the way from now on."

"You're welcome, Commander. This is my job."

It is said that emotions have the magical power to infect others, but Befa was skeptical in the past.

And at this moment, for some reason, Zhou Xuan laughed, and she wanted to laugh too.

Even after a long journey and arriving at her destination, that faint smile was still hanging on the corner of her mouth, which was very strange.

"Hello, Miss Befa."

Tracing back to the source, as soon as I walked into the door of the restaurant, my well-thought-out thoughts were suddenly interrupted.

Belfast looked up and saw that it was Hermione, who was also a member of the Royal Maid Group.

She had lost her usual reserve and now she was draped over her shoulders.

His eyes were mysterious but full of curiosity, as if he was looking at a rare animal. His dark golden eyes kept glancing at Zhou Xuan standing beside him.

"This is the human commander of Iron Blood. He looks quite special."

"I heard that His Majesty has given you the job of personal servant. How do you feel about getting along with him?"

“Is it really as Miss Guanghui said, that he is omnipotent and full of legendary colors?”

Once the conversation starts, it is hard to stop. When it comes to Zhou Xuan, the naive girl becomes more and more excited.

Even in front of the person concerned, his beaming expression did not diminish in the slightest.

Looking at Belfast who was being entangled by someone, Zhou Xuan found her helpless expression a little funny.

When the girls' jokes come true.

Inspired by love, the glory that took the form of a Trojan horse spontaneously spread the story of his deeds throughout the royal family.

Through her mouth, her image took root in everyone's hearts, affecting their hearts little by little and moving them.

And Hermione in front of him seemed to have become the number one fan of the storyteller Guanghui.

This can be easily seen from her irrepressible curiosity.

Belfast would not act on his own when it came to the guest's evaluation, and immediately turned his head away.

You looked at me and I looked at you, and in that moment, our gazes overlapped again.

Whether it is taking his feelings into consideration or asking for his opinion.

After receiving Zhou Xuan's signal, the silver-white maid turned around and looked at her companion who was nearby, and said.

"Well, you are right. This is our royal guest, the iron-blooded Lord Zhou Xuan."

"As for the special things that come after that, you need to spend some time and experience them with your heart."

It is never a glorious thing to bite someone in the ear in front of him/her.

After being reminded by Belfast, Hermione finally came to her senses. With a blushing face, she smiled shyly at Zhou Xuan.

Then she no longer hid behind Belfast stealthily. She took a step forward, leaned out, and greeted Zhou Xuan openly.

"Hello, Commander."

Bending her knees, lifting her skirt, and half-crouching, Hermione followed very standard ladylike etiquette and continued.

"I'm Dido-level Hermione, the same as Miss Belfa, and also a member of the maid team."

"I hope that your visit to the Royal Palace will leave you with an unforgettable memory, Commander."

Two completely different personalities. Compared to Belfast, Hermione is a bit more lively.

While speaking, the little curly hair on its head sways with the owner's movements, which is particularly cute.

The passionate words incidentally evoked the Prince of Wales's previously cold and beautiful face, forming a sharp contrast between the two.

Facing the rising fighting spirit, Zhou Xuan nodded and responded positively.

"Well, thank you for your concern. I think this royal tour will leave a deep impression on me."

"If that's the case, that would be the best, Commander~"

You talked and I answered, and it was unclear what was going on. It was obvious that we were not on the same channel in our conversation.

Belfast shook his head and chuckled.

He subconsciously looked at Zhou Xuan, with a look of inquiry in his eyes, which should not have contained too many personal emotions.

Belfast realized belatedly that his behavior was presumptuous and immediately suppressed the uncontrollable emotions in his heart.

The blue-purple eyes also returned to clarity.

But when Zhou Xuan responded and looked directly at her with a deep gaze.

The ashes were rekindled, and she didn't know why, but suddenly the emotion of anticipation was rekindled.

She closed her eyes, gathered her mind, and without stopping for a moment, the belated sense of responsibility began to urge her to complete the unfinished work.

Compared to Hermione's fantastic ideas, Zhou Xuan's dining arrangements were obviously more important.

Stepping forward and standing side by side with Hermione, Belfast was about to speak when he heard someone speak first.

"You're finally here, Commander... I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Chapter 113: Leisurely time at the dining table

"If I had known you would oversleep, I wouldn't have come to the restaurant first as you asked."

"You made us wait so long for nothing, you didn't even check your phone or reply to a text message."

Egil came towards him, muttering, and started to scold him.

Zhou Xuan picked up the phone and saw that it was just as she said. The girls had more or less sent him messages to confirm the situation and express their concern.

The Royal Navy's shipgirls had not attacked their commander unexpectedly in the middle of the night, nor had they actually overslept.

Zhou Xuan woke up as expected, but he didn't have time to turn on his phone and text them back.

After all, in that situation, being stared at like that, to be honest, is really inconvenient.

Touching his nose, Zhou Xuan smiled awkwardly.

"Sorry for making you worry."

He stretched out his big hands and rubbed the dragon girl's silky hair again and again.

With just two strokes, all the wrinkles on her face caused by displeasure were smoothed out.

He was just pretending to be unhappy and expressing his concerns in an alternative way.

Now that he was fine, Egil didn't pursue the matter further.

"If I hadn't been able to sense your presence through the soul network, this wouldn't be so easy to end, Commander."

Enjoying his caress so much, Egil rocked left and right like a cat and shook his head.

"Forget it, let's not talk about that. As long as you are here, it's fine."