The Magical Journey of the Commander

"The damn imperial kiln should be burned as expected. I am the only one with the commander." Although Akagi was held back by Kaga, he still started to think about it. Shentong and Noshiro who were beside them quickly moved away.

"Chicheng, you are not allowed to say such embarrassing things to the Lord in the future. You can fight for it with your own efforts, but it is incompetent to attribute the anger in your heart to your companions. Do you understand?" The two red and white foxes next to them couldn't help but sternly said.

Chicheng stopped struggling and lowered his ears, "Got it, Miss Tiancheng."

"You can wait for the commander and King George V to finish the dance, I believe the commander will not refuse you." Amagi smiled and patted Chicheng's head.

"Thank you sister Tiancheng." Akagi nodded, and stared at the dance floor with bright eyes, and Kaga beside him couldn't help stroking his forehead.

Seeing this, Tiancheng smiled and said: "Jaga, you are also a wedding ship, so don't miss it later." Kaga blushed a little, bowed his head and did not speak.

The dance ended soon, and the moment Song Qingge let go of George V, someone rushed towards Song Qingge, and after a closer look, it turned out to be Chicheng.

"Commander, I'm the next one. Don't try to refuse, or I'll turn this place into a sea of ​​flames."

Song Qingge said to Bai Chicheng, "Chicheng City, don't burn this and that at every turn in the future. But it's time to dance." After speaking, he stretched out his hand to Chicheng, and Chicheng grabbed it instantly and threw it into Song Qingge's arms.

"As long as the commander is holding Akagi, any dance is fine."

Song Qingge couldn't help but turn dark, and dragged Chicheng to start jumping up.

Then, one after another, the ship girls invited Song Qingge to dance. But even if Song Qingge is a commander, he is also a human being. So after dancing with the centaur, he slumped on the sofa beside him.

"I've never felt that dancing is so tiring before." Song Qingge complained to Bumblebee sitting beside him.

Bumblebee giggled, took a glass of red wine and handed it to Song Qingge, "Commander, you can't do this, how many wedding ships are there in the port area, how can you make everyone happy like this!"

Song Qingge rolled his eyes helplessly, "Bumblebee, I suspect you are driving, I have evidence."

"Ah, ah, don't be loud, if you let my sister know, she will preach again. You see, Helena is still looking here, come on, Commander."

Song Qingge nodded to Helena who was looking over, and Helena blushed instantly and turned away. St. Louis on the side was bold and super-Song Qingge waved his hand. Pulling the blushing Helena over.

"Commander, you can't favor one over another today. Helena and I have been waiting for a long time." St. Louis teased Song Qingge with a smile on his face.

"Come on, Aunt Sheng,... I'm already tired from waltzing just now, but Eugen insisted on pulling me to dance tango. I feel like I'm about to burn out."

"Commander, a man can't say he can't do it, Helena, go give the commander a shoulder squeeze, and I'll let you and the commander jump first."

Although Helena had a rosy face, she didn't refuse. She went around behind Song Qingge and gently squeezed Song Qingge's shoulder with her small hands.

The gentle massage caused Song Qingge to fall back involuntarily, and leaned against Helena's stomach. Seeing the soul-stirring roundness, the old man blushed and simply closed his eyes.

"Hee hee, the commander is shy." Bumblebee continued to laugh out loud, displaying her true nature of watching the excitement without taking too much trouble. St. Louis sat next to Song Qingge, massaging his legs with both hands.

After a while, the recovered Song Qingge took Helena to the center of the dance floor. This time, the two hugged each other and swayed gently to the music.

"Commander, thank you. I have always enjoyed the Commander's accommodation and protection with peace of mind. However, this is not enough. I think, one day, I can also become someone who can stand by the Commander's side. So , please wait for Helena, can you?"

"No, Helena is already very powerful. The commander is also relying on Helena now, don't underestimate yourself, you are the most powerful no matter in the port area or in the commander's heart. (Helena, in-game Injury-increasing ceiling, time axis injury-increasing representative. White Eagle is the first turn in the front row, and it is extremely versatile.)”

"Thank you, Commander. After listening to your words, I have a little confidence in standing next to the Commander... But, people are always greedy. I want to become better and better. Occupying the Commander's sight a lot... Commander, would you hate me like this?"

"No, I prefer this kind of Helena, strong, brave, and confident. This kind of you is the Helena in my heart."

"Ok."

After the song was over, Song Qingge sent Helena to the sofa, and Song Qingge dragged St. Louis to the dance floor.

"The commander just talked a lot with Helena. I'm a little jealous."

Song Qingge listened to the teasing of the old driver in the port area, "Aunt Sheng, Helena is a good girl, she is very strong."

St. Louis rested his head on Song Qingge's shoulder, and said softly: "The child blamed himself somewhat for the accident of the prototype ship, but now he is fine, and the "daughter" has finally grown up."

"Uh, don't look like this, I can't help but complain."

"Ah, Commander, I haven't been around recently, so I've become so naughty." He licked Song Qingge's earlobe lightly with his tongue.

Song Qingge said cleverly, "Aunt Sheng, I was wrong."

"It's good to know you're wrong. Now, dance with me at ease and don't think about other people."

…………………

Under such a rhythm of resting and dancing for a while, the evening banquet was finally over. Song Qingge dragged his tired body back to the room, not even wanting to move, just lying on the bed with his clothes closed.

After a while, the door was knocked on. "Commander, are you asleep?"

"Oh, it's Biffa, not yet."

"Then I'm in."

Belfast, dressed as a maid, walked into Song Qingge's room and looked at Song Qingge who was lying on the bed without taking off his clothes. "Commander, why did you lie on the bed without taking off your clothes?"

Song Qingge raised his arm feebly, "I'm tired, I don't want to move."

Belfast smiled coquettishly: "Ah, why did you accept the invitation of the destroyers, Commander?"

Song Qingge said helplessly: "Looking at their expectant faces, I can't refuse them."

Belfast smiled, helped Song Qingge sit up, and took off his clothes one by one. Seeing that the last underwear was lost, Song Qingge took Belfast's hand, "I'll do it myself, and you go to bed early."

"Serving the master is the duty of a maid, and besides, I am also your wedding ship. Just leave these to Belfast." As he spoke, he took off Song Qingge's clothes, helped Song Qingge to the bathroom, took a shower, and put him in the bathroom. On the bed, covered with a quilt.

"Go to bed early, Commander. I'll come back tomorrow morning."

"Thank you Biffa. Good night."

"Good night."

I finally finished my homework, and finished most of the construction. Now, let's start the story, and I hope everyone will support it. By the way, good night.