While sleeping, the melodious piano sound suddenly sounded in my ears.

It's like a top musician playing his best music for the one he loves.

Who can play such beautiful piano music?

Lin Lan slowly opened his eyes.

He found himself lying on a large black luxurious bed.

Beside the bed in the room, Frederick the Great, wearing a black transparent gauze nightgown, was sitting in front of a classical piano, playing the extremely sweet music in his dream.

Soon, the song ended.

Lin Lan sat on the bed and watched Frederick cover the piano gracefully, still not recovering from the beautiful melody just now.

"You are awake, my child."

Seeing that Lin Lan had woken up, Dadi's mother sat back on the bed and handed over a set of folded white uniforms with a smile.

"Why am I sleeping here... Frederick, is this your room?"

Lin Lan took the clothes from Frederick, put them on, and looked around the room, which was dominated by black and red and extremely luxuriously decorated, and asked.

"Hehehe, that's right. This is my room. You hugged me like a child last night and slept peacefully."

The emperor's mother gently leaned her graceful body against Lin Lan, stretched out her fingers, and gently drew circles on his chest.

? ? ?

Lin Lan's mind went blank. He actually slept with Frederick in his arms all night?

Frederick was smiling in front of him. His nightgown could not cover his skin as delicate as suet, and many places could be seen at a glance.

This scene made Lin Lan feel as if he had a fever on his face, and even his breathing became a little short.

"My child, you can still act like a spoiled child like last night. Frederick can fulfill all your wishes at any time..."

The emperor's mother looked at Lin Lan with endless doting and tolerance in her eyes, which made Lin Lan swallow involuntarily.

Which man can refuse such a request?

Lin Lan said that he couldn't refuse anyway, really couldn't refuse.

Almost an hour later, there was a knock on the door.

Lin Lan, who had finished bathing and dressed, opened the door. The person who knocked on the door was actually Bismarck, who was holding a plate of bread and milk.

"Commander, good morning."

Bismarck was still wearing the same iron-blooded black military uniform as yesterday, as if she would only have this outfit forever.

She seemed a little confused as to why it was Lin Lan who opened the door, but when she glanced inside the room, a blush flashed across her originally stern face.

"Come, come to my room to eat and let Frederick rest for a while."

Lin Lan smiled awkwardly and nodded, following Bismarck, who took a few seconds to calm down, out of Frederick's room.

When they came to the corridor, Lin Lan discovered that Frederick and Bismarck's rooms were on the fifth floor of the fortress, not far from their office area.

Bismarck's room was just across from Frederick the Great, just a few steps away.

After Lin Lan followed Bismarck in, he found that Bismarck's room was very simple.

Except for the common furniture that a normal single room should have, there are basically no other luxury goods or works of art.

If Lin Lan hadn't seen several black and red Jagged Camp flags hanging on the wall, Lin Lan would have thought this was not Bismarck's room, but a high-end bachelor apartment.

Placing the still warm breakfast on the coffee table, Lin Lan and Bismarck sat side by side on the brown leather sofa.

Since he didn't have dinner last night and had just exercised strenuously, Lin Lan quickly finished the plate of bread and milk like a storm.

"Phew, I'm alive, thank you Bismarck...Ah, have you had breakfast? How could I forget this?"

Feeling the comfort of her belly being filled, Lin Lan finally remembered that Bismarck next to him had been watching him silently and had not eaten with him.

"Frederick and I have both eaten. She asked me to bring you breakfast."

Bismarck's thoughts seemed to still be stuck on the scene he just saw. When asked by Lin Lan, he didn't dare to look at him and gave a stiff explanation.

"Your room seems to be much simpler than Frederick's, and it suits your style very well."

Lin Lan knew that Bismarck and Frederick had already had breakfast, so he felt relieved and began to look at Bismarck's room.

"My habits are different from hers. I think it's good to live comfortably. There's no need to decorate the room so luxuriously."

Bismarck walked to the window and opened the curtains.

The early morning sunlight on the sea shone in and fell on her body.

Bathed in the sunshine, the heroic golden-haired iron-blooded leader looked like a Valkyrie descending from the fairy world.

The cool morning sea breeze flowed into the room and slapped Lin Lan's face. He was stunned for a moment looking at the beautiful woman in front of him.

"Commander, what, is the wind too cold?"

Seeing the puzzled Bismarck looking at him with concern on his face, Lin Lan chuckled and said:

"Bismarck, have you heard of the Valkyrie in Norse mythology? I feel like you are like an iron-blooded Valkyrie now, both powerful and beautiful."

Bismarck, who originally had a serious expression, never expected that Lin Lan would say such things to her.

She turned away slightly, not daring to look at Lin Lan, and whispered in a shy and trilling voice that was completely different from her usual arrogant and confident tone:

"Commander, please don't tease me."

Who would have thought that the iron-blooded leader who was as rigorous as a machine would actually show such an expression?

"I'm telling the truth...Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore."

Lin Lan looked at Bismarck with such a contrasting cuteness with a smile, knowing that if he continued talking, Bismarck would probably blush and dare not speak to him.

He cleared all the food remnants into the dinner plate, stood up and picked up the dinner plate, but was stopped by Bismarck.

"Commander, leave it to me. Eugen...is already waiting for you in your office. She will be your secretary ship today. Don't keep her waiting."

Not sure if it was an illusion, but when he mentioned Eugen, Lin Lan caught Bismarck looking at him with a trace of reluctance.

Although Lin Lan has never been in love before, this does not prevent him from playing love simulation games on his mobile phone.

After thinking quickly, he had an idea of ​​what he should do at this time.

After handing the plate to Bismarck, Lin Lan stretched out his right hand and gently touched Bismarck's white cheek, as if stroking a small animal.

"Ah! Refer to, Your Excellency, Commander..."

Feeling the warmth of Lin Lan's palm on her cheek, Bismarck was surprised and made a cute sound that even she had not expected, but did not refuse Lin Lan's bold behavior.

A faint blush appeared on her face, and she couldn't even speak.

Seeing the shy iron-blooded leader in front of him being touched so closely, not only did he not distance himself, but after the initial stiffness of his body, he narrowed his eyes slightly and took the initiative to tilt his cheek slightly so that he could touch it with his palms.

Lin Lan, who had mustered up the courage to do all this, slowly relaxed and enjoyed the smooth feeling from his palms.

It seems that those love simulation games are really awesome.

Although the plot is a bit fake, the method really works.

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