Looking for the lost ship girl

The pendulum swings and makes a gentle "ta, da, da" sound, and the hour hand of the grandfather clock is pointing at the position between eight and nine. The floral curtains were not drawn, and the morning sunlight shone in the room, which was already bright.

At this point in the past, Kirov had already gotten up and had even finished breakfast. If you don’t have a task, stand by the window and look at the sea in the distance, or sit cross-legged on the bed and play with the camera. Now her head was buried in the soft pillow, and her chest was rising and falling with only breathing. However, it wasn't that she was still asleep and didn't wake up. In fact, she had already woken up. She just remembered what happened last night and really didn't want to get up.

dying.

Really dying.

Just die like this.

Everything felt normal when he was drunk. Now that he was sober, Kirov couldn't understand why the admiral suddenly appeared. But one thing is clear, it is definitely not a dream. I remember everything about that familiar face and the helpless expression on it, including the frowning brows and the swaying eyes. If it is a dream, I have dreamed it so many times before, without exception, I can't remember anything after waking up from the dream, only a vague impression. In addition, I could vaguely hear the admiral's voice coming from the living room.

So why don't you use the power of the ship's equipment? As long as the boiler is running, you can wake up immediately. Kirov still remembers that he was drunk, holding his hands around the admiral's neck, leaning in with his whole body without any reservation, and saying something like, "As long as I change my clothes, I can be very beautiful." "Comrade, even though you are an admiral, I am a ship girl, everyone is on the same level, and now I want to criticize you."

Finally moving, Kirov rolled on the bed. She lay on her back and looked at the ceiling, covering her face with one hand.

It's too embarrassing. What should I do? What should I say when we meet?

Say hello directly, what if you are teased? Punch up? He still pretended that he couldn't remember anything, and then saw the admiral's surprised expression. But I have absolutely no talent as an actor. Should I keep my eyes wide open or jump with fright like in a stage play? And is it better to meet and ask, "Who are you and why are you here?" or "When did the Admiral come here?" It doesn’t feel like it’s appropriate. The most important thing is that even if you pretend to know nothing, you will still encounter ridicule.

Kirov suddenly laughed, and she remembered that the admiral had promised her to return the Kirov cannon to her. It’s really worth being happy, he’s such a good person. But think about it, what if you get the Kirov cannon? It's not the same as before, indifferent and indifferent. The Admiral might even regret it, he often did this kind of thing.

Kirov subconsciously turned her head, and she saw the clothes placed on the chair next to the bed, and the paper bag placed next to the wardrobe, which also contained clothes. She remembered that she was only wearing underwear. She remembered that Bismarck had helped take off those clothes and wiped her body with a towel. I have to say that it is a great thing to trouble Bismarck, who is a battleship, to help.

So the question comes again, which piece of clothing is better to wear next?

I probably can't wear the clothes I originally wore. While drinking at the bar, the wine spilled on my clothes. Later, when I left the bar, I was drunk and leaned against the dirty wall, trying to sober myself up slowly. I fell to the ground several times, but Tuscaloosa finally helped me get home.

Should I dress more fashionably? The Admiral would probably like it more, but I'm really embarrassed.

Kirov finally reached out and touched his hair, hesitating whether to tie it into a braid or just let it hang down.

Dedicate yourself to the motherland, even if you are faced with a hail of bullets, you must charge. It doesn't matter if he sacrifices his life for the garrison, even if the target is a deep-sea flagship that may sink at any time. I really don’t want to face this kind of problem, it’s so difficult to deal with.

There was a flash of lightning in her mind, and Kirov suddenly thought of something. She jumped up from the bed, squatted beside the bed, and then fumbled to drag a small wooden box over, and saw neatly placed vodka inside. . If one bottle is not enough, just two bottles. If two bottles are not enough, just three bottles. There is always a way to solve the problem.

The new day started with tons of drinks, Kirov was drinking happily, and everyone in the living room had woken up. Xiao Zhai and Engels were playing cards, Xiao Zhai was killing everyone, and Tashkent was sitting next to him eating biscuits.

"Kirov hasn't gotten up yet." Su Gu stood by the window and saw a few little girls running past downstairs. He didn't know what kind of destroyer they were, and maybe even ordinary people.

Bismarck stood beside him, and she said: "Kirov drank so much wine and went to bed so late. It's not surprising that he couldn't get up."

If a ship girl doesn't use the power of her ship suit, she's just like an ordinary person in most situations.

"I'm afraid I'm already awake. I remember what happened last night and I'm too embarrassed to see anyone." Su Gu lay on the window sill. He laughed, then thought about it and said, "Actually, that's not necessarily the case."

Su Gu thought to himself that according to Lexington, Kirov's character was quite generous. It would be better to say that Mao Zichuan all has the same character, and everyone is a tomboy. I have heard before that many people build rough ships, whether battleships, light cruisers or destroyers. It is very common for them to tease the admiral after drinking. When they feel ready, they never wait for a ring or ask for a ring. They prepare their own rings one by one and get ready for the wedding.

Besides, inside the tutelary mansion, I believe that I am actually Japanese at heart, which is quite reserved. Changchun was originally bold, but she was different. She was as heroic as Wichita or something. More than once, he was misunderstood that he was going to take action against her. In fact, it was her who took action against him. To be honest, it was overwhelming, but at least he was an upright person, so he didn't make any mistakes.

Bismarck thought for a while: "It's possible."

For a moment, Su Gu suddenly snickered, and he asked: "Bismarck, you helped Kirov to the room last night and helped her take off her clothes."

Bismarck responded, thinking that it would be too irresponsible to throw the person on the bed. Anyway, he was also a woman, so there was nothing to care about.

Su Gu looked around to ensure that the little Loli couldn't hear. He whispered: "If Kirov doesn't remember what happened last night... This is home, you can be casual, and generally you won't consider anyone coming. Now it happens to be In summer, it’s not cold at all. After being drunk all night, she must be uncomfortable and want to take a shower. Anyway, if it were me, it would definitely be like this. Do you think she would come out without clothes? "

Bismarck said coldly: "I'm sorry, I didn't take off her underwear."

"Even underwear... Fletcher always takes off all her clothes in her room in the town house." Su Gu nodded thoughtfully, thinking that Fletcher didn't know how to restrain himself. Among the several sisters, except for Sullivan, no one is reliable. He suddenly saw Bismarck looking at him and coughed quickly. I have the heart to explain, but after thinking about it, I still don’t cover my ears.

Bismarck said bluntly: "Admiral, can't you think of something else in your head?"

Su Gu felt aggrieved, and he quickly explained: "I'm not a pervert, I just thought - if this was a comic, this scene would definitely appear."

"I don't read comics."

"I can read it occasionally." Su Gu thought to himself, and liked reading comics with Beizhai.

Bismarck laughed in disgust. Unlike Bei Zhai and Xiao Zhai, she thought comics were cancer.

Squeak——

The sound of pushing the door sounded at this time, and Su Gu saw Kirov coming out and looking at him. Of course, he didn't wear any clothes, or just wore underwear, and screamed and hid in the room. I saw that her blond hair was not braided and was hanging freely. She has changed her clothes. She is not as sexy as yesterday. She is still very beautiful in white and blue skirt. She looks like a slim girl next door.

"Admiral." Kirov saw Su Gu. She had been thinking about it for a long time...or was it better to say that alcohol helped her finish thinking in one second? She decided not to pretend, so be it.

"Are you up?" Nurturing words. Su Gu smelled the smell of alcohol on Kirov's body, and he really didn't know what to say. You idiots might have gone too far. It was necessary.

Kirov replied: "It's almost nine o'clock, I have to get up."

Of course, Su Gu wouldn't talk about what happened yesterday. It would be easy to say when we get to know each other in the future, but he didn't feel good yet. Thinking of his hangover, he asked kindly: "Do you have a headache?"

"got used to."

It’s not that it doesn’t hurt, but I’m used to it. Okay, you are awesome. Su Gu said: "It's better to drink less in the future. It's very uncomfortable when you're drunk."

"It's okay." On this point, Kirov would never compromise, and she refused. You can have less of anything, but not less wine. Wine that cannot be ignited is not worthy of being called wine and should not be taken out.

Su Gu looked at Kirov. He opened his mouth and suddenly didn't know what to say.

Kirov looked Su Gu up and down, and now he could really see clearly. She asked curiously: "When did the admiral come back? How did he find this place?"

"I've been back for several years. I heard someone said you were here, so I came here." Su Gu repeated it when he saw someone repeating it, and Su Gu explained it carefully to Kirov. After he finished speaking, Kirov kept nodding. He suddenly thought of the past, if it was still that time, he would never have had the courage or the confidence. At this time, he stretched out his hand and said without doubt, "Here, I'm here to take you back, back to our garrison, back to our port area." , go back to our home.”

Kirov only saw Su Gu with his back to the sun, and felt that the surroundings turned into a dream in an instant. That was the admiral, her own admiral. She bit her lip and held out her hand.

Kirov suddenly thought, when did the Admiral become so gentle? Sure enough, it must have something to do with changing her hairstyle and clothes.

This time Su Gu was really wronged.