Looking for the lost ship girl

That being said, after the banquet that night, Su Gu didn't get to sleep with Richelieu. It was a good thing that no one came to slap him in the face, put forward many demands, and signed a series of unequal treaties.

It's a pity, it's quite a pity.

If there is anything more regrettable, it is nothing more than fantasy. I really want to hold the girl's soft body and sleep, smell the soap on the girl's body, and gently sniff the girl's hair to exude the fragrance of shampoo. I feel a little perverted, but I won't do anything strange anyway. This is still guaranteed.

In Yu Qin's mansion, he slept alone in the luxurious sea view suite for one night, crying silently as he looked at the ceiling, ivory wardrobe, and soft red carpet on the floor. The next morning, Su Gu managed to regain some energy and fulfill his promise with fantasy. Going to see a big tiger or Zengzi killing a pig, even a child couldn't fool him.

"It's really a tiger." Kong Xiang cheered when he saw the tiger.

I was a little curious. No matter how much I wanted to ride on the big tiger, hugging the neck, rubbing the ears, rubbing the tiger's head angrily, or patting it without feeding, the big tiger was always as honest as a big cat. Su consultant Yu Qin asked: "How did you train him? "

Yu Qin said: "I don't know."

After a while, Su Gu learned the truth from Yu Qin's housekeeper. It turned out that a world-class animal trainer was involved, so it was absolutely foolproof. He thought for a while and asked, "Can you cook an eagle?"

Yu Qin asked: "What is Booying?"

Su Gu explained: "Stilling the eagle is a way to train the eagle, that is, not letting the eagle sleep, boiling it, making it sleepy, and of course not giving it food or drink. For several days, the wildness of the eagle is eliminated, and the remaining It’ll be easy to handle next time.”

"So cruel."

"It's quite cruel, but I'm also helpless. The bald eagle in our townhouse is really in need of discipline." Su Gu lowered his head and thought, as long as it's around, it's too difficult to make cute dumplings. , CV-16 Teacher Bell every day, etc., which makes people feel a little jealous.

After watching the big tiger with Xuan Xiang, this naughty child chased the peacock, Su Gu educated her, and then accompanied her on a small train ride until they rushed back to the town hall in the afternoon.

Fan Xiang disappeared as soon as he set foot on the ground of the governor's mansion. Su Gu and Richelieu separated in front of the office in the dormitory building.

"Someone Su."

Su Gu turned around and saw Missouri. She was standing under an osmanthus tree.

Missouri said: "How is Knight Ji?"

Women, especially married women, when the other party has a husband.

Born with a strong sixth sense, he can guess everything accurately.

You are a born detective, not to mention the hickeys on your neck, the hair on your shoulders, the scratches on your back, the lingering fragrance on your clothes, the fact that your husband actually bought gifts when he came home, and that he must be guilty of thievery, etc., are all obvious clues. An expression, every muscle movement, relaxation, she already had the answer. Your tie is tied so well and buttoned so neatly. Which girl helped you?

Su Gu asked knowingly: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

Missouri patted Su Gu's chest and blew into his ear: "How about the red archbishop?"

"baffling."

"Do you want me to make it clear?" Missouri grabbed Su Gu's tie. She used to be indifferent to such things, but since she got married, she has become more and more concerned about such things.

Su Gu said: "Nothing."

"I don't believe it. Are you so mean?"

Su Gu thought to himself that even though the closest thing didn't happen, holding hands and kissing were still indispensable.

Missouri asked casually: "When are you going to give Richelieu the ring?"

"These two days."

"Still saying no?"

Su Gu said aggrievedly, "I really don't have those things you asked about."

Here, Richelieu went back to the room first, sat for a while, and then found Joan of Arc. There were some things that she had not forgotten until now. A certain girl had been pestering someone.

"I found a problem."

"Vauquelin and Surcouf, although their grades are not at the top, they are at the top in every exam. Just think of it in fantasy, forget about poor grades. If you really work hard and still can't do it, I have nothing to say, but she usually does well in class. Sleeping, passing notes, Zeppelin said she talked back, ran around after class, and insisted on running with her in Tashkent. If she didn't, she would steal other people's things and run away, and she would give them back to you if she caught up."

"We can't go on like this, we can't go on like this. We can't control other people. Kamichia preaches about the underworld all day long. Longxiang is self-righteous. Everyone has to say something, but Utopia is a member of our legal system. We have this Duty, and the qualification to discipline. Joan of Arc, do you have any good ideas?"

"Leave it to you, Joan of Arc, check her homework every night. Remember, it's not just about writing it, it also needs to be correct. If there is anything wrong, ask her to correct it. The words must be written well, square and square, and not scribbled. . All comic books have been confiscated. Think about it and don’t assign too many homeworks. One test paper per day for Chinese, mathematics, and battleship knowledge is enough.”

After carefully reminding Joan of Arc several times, she suddenly heard a greeting as she passed by the pavilion.

Reputation cannot always be by your side. As the chief housekeeper of the town hall, she is not like some idle person. She has many things to do every day and is very busy. Hood sat alone in the pavilion, curled up in a ball with ginger and fish cakes, and slept lazily. On her thigh, he gently caressed her, facing the sea breeze, holding black tea, and found that Richelieu didn't hear anything and pretended not to hear and just left, and came over abnormally, which was a little surprising.

"Hood, what do you want me to do?" Richelieu sat down opposite Hood.

"The snacks are pretty good," Hood said.

"Yeah." Richelieu took a piece of scone from the cake stand. Every girl doesn't like snacks.

Hood said: "You and the Admiral, how about you attending the banquet?"

Richelieu smiled: "That's it."

Hood said, "Richelieu, you seem to enjoy parties."

She continued: "I don't really like attending banquets with the Admiral. Every time he drags me around to show off and show off the boat, saying that this is my wedding ship, my wife Hood. Also, actually I'm not very good at dancing, but he insisted on pulling me to dance, and then took the opportunity to hug my waist. Take advantage of it, it seems wrong, I am a wedding partner. The only good thing is that I kept stepping on his feet, and he didn't get angry at all. Instead, he taught me very patiently that it is annoying to laugh at people all the time.”

"Oh." Richelieu thought to himself, but he kept stepping on his own feet.

Hood said: "Richelieu, please teach me how to dance. I don't want to make a fool of myself next time I go out with the admiral."

"Okay." Richelieu said, "Whenever you have time, just come to me."

Hood added: "Think about it, it seems that I usually sleep with the admiral. It's okay to practice before going to bed, so that I don't have to trouble Richelieu."

Richelieu finished eating the scones and poured himself a cup of black tea: "The admiral is not as good at it as I am."

"By the way, there's this one, has Richelieu read it?" Hood said, holding up a book and shaking it, "I found a book that is very interesting. I just found it yesterday. I read it in one breath last night. I had panda eyes most of the night, and when I woke up in the morning, you looked at my eyes, and I watched them for a long time during the day, and I just finished them."

"what book?"

Hood handed the book to Richelieu and said: "The writing is very good, and the story is also very good, but the male protagonist is boring, iceberg in the front, and gets along well with the heroine in the back, and suddenly changes drastically and becomes entangled. , like an admiral, he is in trouble as hell, he has to sleep with someone in his arms, wake up in the morning and secretly visit relatives, but...it's nothing."

Richelieu nodded: "That's right."

Hood suddenly said: "Richelieu, you seem to have changed."

"Have it?"

"It's changed. Anyway, it's changed. I don't know how to put it. I seem to be more confident. Forget it, never mind that." Hood said, "There are many wonderful things about the book I mentioned. Let me tell you... …”

Richelieu was stunned. She looked at Hood. She was really a little confused. Hood said that he wanted to be her friend. In the past, it felt like he was just to show off in front of her. But now it seems to be true and true. It's just for him. She was usually too sensitive and misunderstood every time. She hesitated and said, "Okay, since it's such a good book, I'll read it."

"You'll absolutely love it."

Richelieu took the book and turned a page. After a brief look, she felt that it was OK, but she couldn't comment on the specifics. She closed the book and said, "I also saw a book, which is very interesting. Let me introduce it to Hood. The name is …”

The orange sunset dyed the clouds red. Hood said goodbye to Richelieu. He came back to pack his things and asked, "How is it? Have Hood and Richelieu become friends?"

Hood suddenly felt a little dull.

She murmured: "Richelieu has really changed, and he is no longer recognizable to him."

The head maid suddenly thought of the key point.

Striking while the iron was hot, Su Gu didn't delay any longer. After dinner, he gave the ring to Richelieu and put it on her left ring finger with great care.

The little girl hadn't started to sleep yet. They usually went to bed early. At nine or ten o'clock, the news that Richelieu had become a wedding ship was known to everyone in the governor's house, and it spread faster than anything else.

Mutsu was a little angry, holding Nagato's hand and complaining: "Sister Nagato, why do you tell me, it was obviously me first, why don't I have a ring yet?"

Nagato stood up and said coldly: "Let me ask for you."

"Sister, no." Mutsu hurriedly pulled Nagato. At the public trial, he took the initiative to be the younger sister in order to survive, so the ring had to come later. After all, it can't stimulate people.

Ruihe pushed Xianghe: "Sister, you can't just wait for the admiral, sometimes you have to work hard yourself. If you feel that the relationship is not enough, let me tell you, the relationship needs to be cultivated. I will help you make an appointment with the admiral, one day Chuanxiu. My sister is so beautiful and gentle, there’s no way anyone wouldn’t like her.”

Guam drank the juice and laughed: "Sister Li, the hungry wolf. Sister Li, who hates getting married, has waited for so long and finally got what she wanted. Look at her happy look, her straight face, and her smile. Can’t hide it.”

This is how the civil war came about. Nevada said: "Guam, why do I feel so bitter when I hear what you say?"

Guam said: "Where is the sourness in my words?"

Wichita said gloomily: "I want the ring. I have mentioned it several times, but the admiral thought it was a prank."

Oklahoma said: "You should pick up his hand and put it on your chest, or hold him and give him a kiss. This is the most direct and effective way."

San Juan stood behind the bar, sorting things.

"Isn't it just a ring? What's the big deal." South Dakota snorted and raised his hand in front of the light. He had been wearing rings and other items for several years. He never showed off and was very low-key. She suddenly thought of something, but she couldn't grasp the thread and frowned.

Dong dong dong——

South Dakota finally remembered, and now she stood in front of Washington's room door.

The door opened and she saw Washington taking off his coat, wearing a white shirt, with long hair shawl. She saw South Dakota and shouted: "Little fat man, what are you doing here?"

"White-haired violent woman." South Dakota retorted.

Washington didn't speak, he just looked at South Dakota like an idiot and was about to close the door.

"Wait, don't close the door." South Dakota pushed the door hard with her hands and feet, and got into the room through Washington's hand holding the door frame. She didn't need to bend down very much. She was really a bit short.

South Dakota sat down on Washington's bed and looked around. Washington's room was simply decorated in cool colors, with off-white wooden floors, a gray fabric sofa, and a large black bookcase filled with books: "Washington, what are you doing? You won’t go to bed so early.”

Washington sat down next to the desk and crossed his legs: "If you have something to say, say it, and if you have something to say, fart."

South Dakota said: "Richelieu has a ring."

"Um."

"Me too." South Dakota showed off.

Washington said: "Didn't you shamelessly ask the admiral for that ring?"

"That's all there is," South Dakota said. "You don't have it."

Washington asked, "Are you done?"

"That's it."

"Is there anything else?"

There was no response. South Dakota didn't know what to do for a moment. He really didn't care, or was it the calm before the storm? She was careful and said again: "You don't have a ring."

Washington nodded: "Well, what next?"

The plot is wrong. South Dakota thought for a moment and clenched his fists: "Don't try to steal my ring, I will yell."

Washington smiled: "Why should I steal your tattered ring?"

South Dakota was a little aggrieved, so he retreated to advance: "It's true, Admiral, you like him so much, but he doesn't give you a ring."

"Um."

South Dakota felt a little bored. She scratched her hair and stood up: "I'm leaving."

"Remember to close the door," Washington said.

"oh."

After South Dakota left, Washington walked to the door, locked the door, sat down at the desk again, poured a glass of water, drank it in one gulp, opened the drawer, found a notebook, opened it, took out a pen from the pen holder, and turned it around. I took off the pen cap and dipped it in ink. There was something wrong with the pen. I could only dip a little ink in to write a line and started writing a diary.

Of course I didn’t write anything——

December 5th, the day turned cloudy. Today the Admiral married Richelieu. Without me, I was angry.