Journey with the Ship Girl

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pS: ask for a ticket

Chapter 27 I can't move it!

It's not that the EQ is so low that the girl sits on the bed and writes on her own. It's just that for Master Ye Luo, whose single history is equal to his age, he has never been so close to any girl, and he has no experience at all.

Although there was no contact, Ayanami just sat there obediently, which made Master Ye Luo completely nervous.

Ayanami had hugged his arm during the day, why didn't she feel this way?

The nib of the pen moved on the paper, Ye Luo could only share his attention, but now he really can't remember a name, his mind is full of Emma, ​​how can I be with a [-]% beautiful girl? A day when no one is watching in the room...

And it's not socializing, it's completely my own.

What should we do in this situation? How about calling Atlanta and Juno over and let us play Mahjong or Fight the Landlord together?

No, no, should you be more reliable at this time?

In fact, if the other two girls were placed here, Master Ye Luo would definitely not be so nervous.

Juno looks too young, the age that can be called a big loli, and Atlanta is nagging enough, there is nothing to be nervous about being with her mother.

Only Ayanami, a beautiful girl of just the right age, with the right appearance and the right sensitivity, and all the conditions are a straight ball, Master Ye Luo was really at a loss.

White hair and white silk knee socks, three beautiful girls and child brides-in-law, who the hell can stand this!

But...in Master Ye Luo's perception, they only knew each other for a short afternoon; the favorability over there has exploded to the upper limit of [-], and the favorability here can only be stuck at [-], and it can't go up for the time being.

We've only known each other for an afternoon, and we haven't lived together or gotten to know each other before, and we can't let go of whatever we want to do.

Just as he was thinking wildly, Ye Luo suddenly felt an itchy touch on his neck, and the ends of the snow-white hair quietly fell into the depths of his collar. Master Ye Luo tilted his head slightly, and he could see a large area of ​​white and delicate in his eyes. He leaned over with his head probing.

"Commander, I'm here to help."

A gust of hot air gushed behind his ears, Ye Luo could only force himself to keep bowing his head and pretending to be in thought, blinking his eyes, thinking that the collar of Lingbo's big white T-shirt was so loose, and that he had been slapped hard, Responsible.

Anyway, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, even if master Ye Luo is squatting in front of the table scratching his head like a monkey, Lingbo can directly imitate him into Vienna squatting in the market and posing as a meditator; Guan suddenly took the initiative to work hard, and Ayanami, who was the secretary ship, suddenly mustered up the enthusiasm to help.

"Commander, do you only remember these sisters? It's okay, Ayanami will help."

Lianbo clenched her small fists, stood behind the chair, slightly bowed her small head on Master Ye Luo's left shoulder, completely oblivious to her commander's small eyes wandering around, and pointed with great interest on paper.

"Here, Commander, the York City class is actually the three sisters, although the Commander always said that the Bumblebee was fostered..."

"San Diego, God crushes the dog, that kid is now a sea legend, the commander said in the wrong column."

"Fletcher... Fletcher class, I don't remember this clearly, how many Fletcher class are there in our port area?"

"Although Earl Zeppelin is a bit of a second grader, he really doesn't look down on his mother..."

Listening to Lingbo's words, Ye Luo quickly started to draw the familiar or unfamiliar names on the white paper, and started to get down to business, without any other ambiguous thoughts for the time being.

Listening to Ayanami's words, Atlanta outside the door slammed his head against the wall next to the bedroom door with a "duang".

"The child can't be saved, and neither can the commander."

Atlanta is simply unimaginable, a married ship and a commander, a man and a woman, reunited after a long absence, both of them bathed and smelled delicious, their plain clothes were thin, and they both stayed in the bedroom to live a two-person world...

There is no sitting together and talking slowly and then it will happen naturally, there is no ear-to-eye talking to each other about how much they miss each other over the years, and there is no movement that can make the sister in the corner excited. Can you believe that the ship's mother has an account?

This is too real!

Juno hugged the small pillow in a daze, squatted beside Atlanta and looked at her silently, the barrage floated again in his big watery eyes, and when he looked closely, they were all "what are we doing, why are we here, why are we here?" What are you listening to?"

Atlanta sighed heavily, it seems that the commander has indeed changed, and it has changed a lot.

Listening, there really wasn't any ambiguous atmosphere between the two people inside, Atlanta simply stood up, pulled Juno up as well, and knocked on the door without saying a word.

"Commander, Ayanami, are you there?"

"Huh? Sister?!"

Atlanta don't overdo it, there's nothing nice to hear anyway, it's better to just go in and help.It's been a long time to meet again, it's good to be able to stay with the commander for a while, and it's really cold outside, who unscrupulously opened the glass door on the balcony.

Atlanta thought about it, it seemed that she opened the door and turned off the floor heating in the living room to let Ayanami enter the bedroom as soon as possible...

Thousands of words are just one sentence, these two people really committed crimes.

The door of the bedroom opened quickly, and Ayanami stood in the room prettyly, her ruby-red wine-red eyes lit up slightly, staring at them expressionlessly.

"In, what's the matter, Atlanta who kicked me out of the room?"

Atlanta:"???"

Juno: "..."

Atlanta is a little dumbfounded, what's going on, it's a pity that your little things can't be done, but why do you want to choke on the assisting sister?

Wronged, really wronged, Atlanta wants to sniff.

Juno took a few steps back quietly, Illya had already seen through everything.Even if they didn't do anything, the wedding ship and the commander must be smiling secretly when they are alone.Moreover, the secretary ship and the commander work together, and taking photos and putting them in the ship's mother's circle is also a proper high-quality dog ​​food.

At this time, instead of sneaking away quietly and going back to sleep quietly, but directly knocking on the door boldly and wanting to join in, which secretary and marriage ship would be happy?

Again, my sister sometimes really can't understand the atmosphere.

I can't wait for my sister to speak anymore. If the flag is not pulled out this time, it may become a death flag!