I really don't have money for the ship girls.

“That’s right, I don’t know anything today, so I’ll just do whatever Master tells me to do.” After saying that, Belfast blinked, and her alluring charm made Ying Tian’s Adam’s apple bob.

"Shall we take a shower first?"

"Let's wash together."

The sound of water pattering came from behind the frosted glass. Now that they were married, there was no need for any awkwardness. The two of them were together in the bathroom shower.

The head maid is perfectly elegant and poised, no matter where she is.

Ying Tian embraced Belfast, the perfectly warm water droplets showering over them, washing away the day's fatigue and worries. Ying Tian felt the powerful heartbeat of the beautiful woman in his arms... well, he didn't feel it...

"Today you are not my head maid; let me serve you."

"Hmm...is this how you serve me?"

Ying Tian found Belfast's pink earlobe, put it in his mouth, and said, "Aren't you going to change how you address me?"

“Yes, my master, my darling.” Belfast turned around and pressed her forehead against Ying Tianwen’s nose, whispering, “We ship girls don’t really care about anything else. What we care about is recognition and commitment. So even if it’s just saying it, or even if we just sleep together for one night, it’s all recognition.”

"You're still worried about other things," Ying Tian said deliberately. "Then I'll just hold you and sleep with you tonight."

Belfast chuckled softly but said nothing.

"I was just kidding. Doing it would make you a beast, but doing nothing would make you even worse than a beast, my head maid..."

Yingtian kissed her sweet lips amidst the water droplets from the showerhead, while Belfast wrapped her snowy arms around her beloved master's waist.

The noisy sound of water, mixed with tiny drops of water, continued to drip from the bathroom onto the clean white sheets.

"Shall I begin?"

"……Um……"

After a gasp, regardless of what others thought, something wonderful was happening in this room.

The perfect head maid, the dashing head maid, was devoured by her master, completely clean, leaving nothing behind.

Chapter 49 The Beginning of a Time Management Master

Belfast was a gentle and charming head maid. Even after a long, long time, when she was finally languid and weak, with her silver hair spread out on the bed like water, she still insisted on getting up and quickly steadied her breathing: "Let me help my mistress clean up."

What did you use to clean it?

"A towel, or... what would you like me to use to clean this, Master?"

Ying Tian gazed at Belfast, her breasts brimming like water yet firm as ice, a sight that was utterly captivating.

"Hehehe, I understand now. I can be completely sure of my master's preferences."

Belfast smiled slightly and slowly bent down.

"Um... Belfast..."

He absolutely adored his head maid, Ying Tian cupped Belfast's pretty face, indulging in a moment of blissful pleasure.

If he could, Ying Tian would also like to be a devoted man. Well, this idea is actually just shirking responsibility. A truly devoted person can still be faithful to one person for life, even in this kind of environment. Saying that the temptation is too great and that he simply cannot resist is ultimately just because he is promiscuous.

Perhaps because he had never been loved before, and had hardly ever felt true love in his life, Yingtian now seems like a black hole craving love, completely unwilling to give up any bit of affection. From being somewhat resistant at first, he now wants it all, all it takes is a slight change in his mindset.

Shoukaku is an early riser because she has to cook for everyone early in the morning. To ensure that everyone who gets up can have a hot meal, she has to get up very early.

"It smells good."

Ying Tian stood behind Xiang He and said, "My favorite congee with preserved egg and lean pork will definitely be served with freshly fried dough sticks. As expected of Xiang He, you know my preferences perfectly."

Without turning his head, Shoukaku said, "Belfast knows your preferences; I already told her before."

“That’s right, Belfast knows too.” Ying Tian walked to Shoukaku’s side, just like when he used to cook for her. “Belfast is a perfect and elegant head maid because she can do many things. She may not necessarily do them better than others, but she can do many things. I don’t know about other things, but at least in cooking, she is far inferior to Shoukaku. British cuisine is something that everyone avoids. I felt it when I went to England before. Eating British food is not as good as eating Indian food. Belfast can’t break free from her own constraints. Moreover, what you learn from books is never enough. No matter how much Belfast knows, how can she compare to Shoukaku who has cooked for me for so long? My appetite has long been captivated by you.”

"I can't hold you back." No matter how gentle Shoukaku is, she can still get jealous.

“Yes, you can. Winning a man’s heart is winning his stomach.” Ying Tian said, gently putting his arm around Xiang He’s slender waist. It was a warmth that both of them knew all too well.

"Commander, aren't you afraid Belfast will get angry if you say that?"

"To be honest, it's no use getting angry."

Xianghe did not struggle out of Yingtian's embrace. She lowered her head slightly and said, "How could you bear to get up so early today instead of sleeping until noon with your head maid?"

"Because if I sleep until noon, I won't be able to eat the breakfast that Shoukaku makes."

“Commander, you never used to say such sweet words.”

"If telling the truth is sweet talk, then I should have always said this." Ying Tian hugged Xiang He's delicate body tighter and whispered in her ear, "Continue to cook for me, okay? I've gotten used to your cooking."

"Honestly, I also wanted to rely on the Commander."

"Then rely on me. Please rely on me for the rest of your life."

Shoukaku blushed: "The porridge is almost burnt, Commander, let go."

"Don't let it go."

"Okay, okay, I'm not angry anymore."

"No, you should be angry. It's my fault."

Ying Tian kissed Xiang He on the cheek and began to help her with her work. "I'll make it up to you later."

"Ah."

Xianghe lowered his head, his eyes as still as water.

In the Second Naval Base Plan, Zhenhai focuses on the real economy, while St. Louis focuses on the virtual economy. Therefore, she rarely goes out and can simply stay at home and relax.

“It was my fault. I didn’t consider your feelings at all. At least Shoukaku saw his sister. You must miss Helena and Honolulu very much.” Ying Tian walked into the study where he worked in St. Louis and said, “How about I give you a few days off so you can go back and see your sisters?”

“Okay.” St. Louis rested her chin on her hand and said with a touch of self-pity, “I’m getting in the commander’s way here, so it’s only natural that I’m being kicked out.”

"Should I have both of them come over?"

"I wouldn't dare. The naval base is currently facing a shortage of materials. If the commander can do whatever he wants, I wouldn't dare to take away everyone's combat resources."

As St. Louis spoke, she saw Ying Tian's expression as he carefully chose his words, and suddenly burst out laughing. She warmly wrapped her arms around Ying Tian's neck and said, "Alright, I know the Commander came to comfort me. I'm already very happy that you have this thought in mind."

So you're not angry anymore?

"You're angry, so the Commander should know what I want, right?"

As St. Louis spoke, she slowly closed her eyes. Ying Tian, ​​of course, was no fool. He sat on her lap, embraced her mature body, and pressed his lips against her warm, sweet lips.

"Commander, I have a few questions for you, and you must answer them truthfully."

"Ah."

"How many times did you sleep with the Prince of Wales on Monday night?"

"Why are you asking this... Okay, nine times."

"Wow, how many times did you and Belfast do it last night?"

Seven times.

"I didn't realize the commander was so energetic... So nine plus seven equals sixteen, right?"

Ying Tian looked at the mature and charming woman before him with some wariness: "What are you going to do?"

"It's nothing." St. Louis breathed into Ying Tian's ear and said, "Can the Commander still be sure that I'm the third person who likes you the most?"

“No.” Ying Tian looked into her star-like eyes and said, “There is no first or second place. Right now, I feel no hierarchy in my affection for everyone.”

"The Commander's sweet talk has improved a lot since then." St. Louis smirked provocatively. "But I haven't noticed it."

Actions speak louder than words, so I'll let you feel it.

As Ying Tian spoke, he slammed St. Louis onto the table.

Ron is still playing games. For her, playing games is just about completing tasks. She can't release her stress; she can only accumulate it.

"Ron, I know a way that's really effective at relieving stress."

Ying Tian led Ron to the basketball court in the basement. The ground there was covered with layers of mats, which Kaga and Ryuho had used as a kendo dojo.

"Let's wrestle and release all the pressure. I'll be your opponent."

"It seems quite interesting."

As a result, Ying Tian was beaten up unilaterally. In the end, Ron wrapped his legs around Ying Tian's waist and his arms around his neck.

"Too weak, Commander, you're too weak."

"There is a sequence to learning, and each profession has its own expertise." Ying Tian took a breath and used the long-lost ancient Chinese boxing technique, Golden Snake Coiling Hand, to tightly bind Ron. "I want you to know that I keep my word. No matter the reason, if I say I like something, I mean it."

And so, the wrestling continued.

This time, however, it was Yingtian above and Ron below.

In the evening, as the sun set, Ying Tian was drinking cola on the balcony.

"Honestly, Commander, since you're going to so much trouble to appease everyone, you might as well just give them the rings."

Ying Tian turned to see Kaliyong: "I may be a womanizer, but I'm not a scumbag. Do you think rings are sold in bulk, given away in large quantities?"

Carlyon said, "But Akagi barely ate any lunch, Kaga spent the whole afternoon practicing kendo with Ryuhou, Shinano's eyes were filled with sorrow, Richelieu's expression was grim, Louis IX spent the whole day kneeling in prayer, and then there's my sister Essex..."

"Stop chanting, Master, stop chanting."

"If we only read it, what about the others?"

"What do we do? Let's take it one step at a time."

You look very tired.

"A little bit."

"Heaven's sins may be forgiven, but self-inflicted sins are unforgivable."

"See this glass of cola? I can throw it in your face."

Kaliyong curled her lip and said, "Tch, I was going to say, 'Can I borrow your lap as a pillow?'"

"Then please lend it to me."

"late!"

Ying Tian snorted, thinking that if he really wanted a lap pillow, so many people would be eager to give it to him. Thinking of this, he no longer felt tired.

Let the sunshine come even stronger!

Chapter Fifty: This is no better than an admission brochure.

Public opinion has already been stirred up, and the last thing to do is to give an interview.

The interview took place outside the Binhai Provincial Museum. Ying Tian was dressed in ordinary but smart clothes. Only Zhen Hai accompanied him, also dressed in a clean and pure dress. However, Zhen Hai's appearance and figure were too stunning. Even in such a youthful and beautiful outfit, she seemed to sway like a secluded orchid in a valley. Her ink-black hair cascaded down to her waist, her eyes were like a clear spring on a snow-capped mountain, her eyebrows were sharp and her eyes were like distant mountains. She perfectly matched the image of a mature and aloof senior in Ying Tian's mind.

The reporter conducting the interview was an old friend. Ms. Zhao Man had already been awarded the title of senior professional and no longer needed to conduct interviews, but she still came in person this time.

"It's a real pity. I thought I would be able to see Ms. Shi again. My previous conversation with her was very enlightening."

"Ms. Shi has a lot on her plate and has been busy with exchanges between the two countries. She has already helped me a lot, so I will take over this task for her."

“I understand, I understand. Someone as outstanding as her must have a lot going on.” Zhao Man changed the subject, pointing to Zhenhai beside Ying Tian, ​​and asked, “And who is this young lady?”

Ying Tian said without batting an eye, "This is my girlfriend."

Zhenhai pursed his lips reservedly, nodding at Zhao Man with a smile.

Zhao Man wasn't too surprised: "I suppose so. Your girlfriend is very beautiful, the most beautiful I've ever seen in my life. You must cherish her."

"Of course."

"Shall we begin the interview?"

"it is good."

The camera was pointed at Ying Tian, ​​with the main gate of the Binhai Provincial Museum in the background. As he faced the camera, Ying Tian found himself calmer than he had imagined. After all, he had weathered many storms, from showing off in a British manor to being shot in a small African country. He had chatted and laughed with an old British gentleman and made deals with a small African president. This little thing was nothing to him.

After receiving a signal to begin, Ms. Zhao Man held up the microphone and said, "Hello, I am a reporter from Binjiang TV. This is my second time interviewing Ying. I am not only interviewing you, but also asking some questions on behalf of everyone. Did the three national treasures you donated come from Ms. Shi?"

"Yes."

"Would you mind telling me about their origins?"

“Yes,” Ying Tian said in a humble yet assertive manner. “These three artifacts were purchased by Ms. Shi from Lord Maxwell of England. However, Ms. Shi is very busy, so she asked me to help donate them to the museum.”

"Was it purchased?"

"Yes, I think everyone understands that not everyone is willing to pay the price to promote exchanges between the two countries like Ms. Shi. Her efforts can only have a very limited effect."