"You just said... you were worried that she wouldn't look like the original, so you asked the commander if you could watch her mold her."
"But didn't you say that this kind of clay is not good for molding? Given Su's personality, he will definitely point it out and help me buy new ones."
"That's perfect. If she buys it, you can just bring the package to play with her next time. That's how the Queen and I got to know each other."
New Jersey suddenly realized it and no longer minding the dirtiness of the mud, he held the mud ball and wanted to high-five the other party. He only reacted after being repeatedly stopped and started laughing.
"Then I'll go now!"
"Wait, an umbrella! An umbrella! Just use the one outside the door. It won't be cute if it splashes on your face."
New Jersey turned around with emotion, "Good brother!"
Seattle replied, and only realized something was wrong after the people left, "What did she just say to me?"
Georgia didn't answer, but stood up and approached coolly, "So where have you been? You haven't told me yet."
"Oh, I forgot. We just went to the Royal Club. We were eating hotpot. It was so lively." Seattle bumped her shoulder gently. "Want to eat together?"
"By face?"
"Of course, they are all my good friends!"
Georgia raised her arms and put them around the other person's shoulders. She shook her head, and the sunglasses on her forehead slipped down, just resting on the bridge of her nose. Paired with the pure black dress, she looked handsome no matter how she looked at her.
"Thank you, brother!"
"You should change your clothes before eating hotpot...drink?"
[Photo: Georgia dress]
Chapter 1117 What did I see?!
"Pap-pap-pap-pap-pap."
With dirty hands and a smiling face, the battleship was running in the continuous autumn rain with a small umbrella.
She knew what the tent she was looking for looked like, and even if she didn't remember it, she could tell by looking at which door the maid was standing at.
On a rainy day, the dark clouds made the darkness come a little earlier.
There are no street lights near the back mountain, but you can see the direction clearly, but the environment is not as bright as when the weather is sunny.
New Jersey ran excitedly for a while, the sound of his footsteps hitting the water and the sound of his breath drowning out the sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella.
My heart is beating faster.
It's not caused by exercise. With a KanColle's physique, how could a few steps of jogging cause her breathing to become so rapid?
is nervous
Because she remembered the last time when she held an ordinary baseball cap and lied to herself that she could make the person wearing it tell the truth.
Later, he ran to the command room, but as expected, he backed down.
Of course the hat was fake, and my courage at that time was obviously not real.
In the present, it is not clear that the unqualified soil type is fake, and coming to find someone with a fancy face is intentional.
So this time, can she still perform smoothly to the end?
New Jersey doesn't think her acting skills are as good as those of other sisters in the harbor. She can't even cry during the countdown, let alone other things.
Besides, is it really reliable to pretend to be pitiful?
The figure running in the rain gradually slowed down until he stopped. He stood there blankly, looking around at the strange tents with dim lights on.
When dealing with Su Xin, she always acts with a burst of momentum, but loses support halfway and stops shakily.
Just like a car with a fuel tank that is too small, even if it is filled with energy, it still cannot reach the destination.
"Da da da da da da da"
After the sound of stepping on water and footsteps stopped, the tiny sound of raindrops breaking on the umbrella became obvious.
The autumn rain is slightly cool, and the sound is shallow and dense, dripping, which is suitable for taking a long nap and letting go of everything.
Unfortunately, New Jersey in the rain felt the exact opposite at this moment.
She listened to the sound of rain so close to her, felt the water seeping into her shoes and socks and clinging to her ankles, and her thoughts gradually increased.
In fact, she and Su Xin did not have much interaction.
During college, it was a one-sided acquaintance and friendship.
They formed a friendship by chance after finding each other's tracks, and after a long chase, they have finally become a member of each other's port area.
There were ups and downs, but it was smooth.
But now she wants to overcome this hurdle, hoping to be as formidable as the royal family, move forward hand in hand with that person, and establish a deeper relationship.
It is impossible not to consider the gains and losses when doing such a risky thing.
New Jersey has always been confident, including in areas where she is not so good at, and she believes that she can do anything well.
Except for confessing to classmate Su.
There is some shame, but not much.
Compared to that, emotions such as fear and helplessness account for a larger proportion.
When it comes to relationships, the same problem plagues all those who hope to take the relationship to the next level.
If the foundation is solid enough, there will be less anxiety; if there is no guarantee that the song of victory can be played, the time of hesitation will increase.
Su Xin is nice to everyone. This is what she has observed since she came to the port.
Whether it is a new and unfamiliar member or a familiar veteran of Jianyuan, she always treats them equally and does not show too much favoritism.
Maybe there are any preferential treatments for married couples? It’s hard to say for sure for New Jersey who lives in Donghuang Dormitory.
She often saw Lafite, who was clinging to people and wanting to be hugged, and Yixian, who was gentle and obedient but only wanted to have a taste of things.
Apart from the more intimate interactions, there is no difference from when facing other Donghuang members, just as gentle and occasionally trying to please others.
It was so dull that there were no arguments, and it was hard to tell whether there was favoritism or not.
New Jersey was unsure and was afraid that he had misunderstood and mistaken the ordinary for the unique.
After all, once the words are out, there is no going back.
The sky gradually darkened, the autumn wind was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and the rain leaked in from somewhere, sliding down the pole to the handle, wetting the soil and becoming sticky.
New Jersey still hasn't figured out whether to go
Instead, I was worried about dirtying the Seattle umbrella, so I wanted to take out a tissue to wipe the handle, but my hand loosened and the warm mud ball fell to the ground.
She didn't react at first, and it took her a while before she realized how to fish it out, but she could only grab loose and slippery mud.
I don’t know what the mud in my hands represents, but it also seems to represent something.
New Jersey squatted in the rain, holding his friend's umbrella high and tilted, for fear of falling into the mud and water, but he could not remember to shield himself.
The rain was getting heavier and my clothes were soaked, making me feel very uncomfortable.
But KanColle is such a convenient existence, everything can be done by just brushing up on the status, so New Jersey used this as an excuse to convince himself.
So be it
She was lost in thought. The sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella became louder. The repetitive passages filled her ears and made her fall into a blank.
"pat"
"pat"
"pat"
In a trance, she seemed to hear the sound of treading water, not so hurried, but revealing a lightness.
If you feel it carefully, it disappears again, leaving only the noisy and intensive knocking sounds, announcing the shattering of the guest in the clouds.
...
"........."
“Are you a child…?”
A lazy voice came from the confusion, which made New Jersey, who was in a daze, stand there in a daze.
"...Huh?"
"Are they children playing in the water on a rainy day...?"
"Su, Su-classmate...?"
The warm, dry body pressed against her spine, and the weight of just over a hundred pounds pressed down on her shoulders and back. The two white arms hung down to her chest like the elastic bands of a sweatshirt.
It's warmer, but my heart is lifted up, jumping, jumping lightly
"Hmm..." Peach-flavored breath flew into his ears, "Is something...lost...?"
"No, no... ahahaha, I just suddenly wanted to get wet in the rain. I think it would make me more awake. Why are you here, Su? It's very cold, so let's go back first."
"I just woke up and saw you outside..."
"And then you came over? You could have called me loudly, I would have heard you."
"Looks like... you look very sad?"
The elastic-like arm was slowly tightened, hugging her neck, skin pressed against skin, and her originally lower body temperature became the source of warmth.
With someone pressing on his back and an arm around his neck, this position should have been suffocating, but New Jersey felt at ease instead.
"...Hehe, you are the warm one now."
"Hmm...haha——I'm so sleepy. I didn't get enough sleep..."
"So are you going back to bed?"
"It's cold... Go back and dry yourself off before going to sleep..."
New Jersey stood up with his back to the people with a "hey whoosh", smiled at Befa who had been holding an umbrella, and looked down at the mud ball that had long disappeared.
"...It's actually true."
"What...?" The dazed little commander tried to gather his strength, "Really...?"
New Jersey didn't seem to intend to explain in detail. He just smiled, took a step forward, turned around and walked towards the only tent that didn't have the lights on.
"You came here wearing slippers? Aren't you cold because they're soaked? Let me pinch you..."
"Hmm, itchy..."
"Hey, don't push my hand. I just pinched it. If we could live in the same room when we were in school, I would definitely not be as curious as I am now."
"Um…...."
"Your feet are so small, what size are you wearing?"
"Um……
"Okay, go to sleep, we'll be home soon."
New Jersey walked back to the awning steadily and quickly, glanced at Fang Yan who was sleeping soundly with her belly exposed, and gently put the girl down from his back.
After quickly brushing his condition and changing his wet clothes, he squatted beside the now dry little commander's bed.
The warm palm of her hand was pressed against the other person's face, and the intimate rubbing from the palm of her hand made her heart soften.
This time, she plucked up her courage. The unprecedented swelling in her chest drove her to move forward and kiss the cool, pink lips.
"Although the reason for coming to see you is fake, but... I really like you."
Fang Yan, awakened by the noise, opened her eyes, saw something, and closed her eyes with peace of mind.
".........Um?"
"Wait, what did I just...see?"
Chapter 1118: Sharing Weal and Woe?
After a long nap, the little commander woke up at dusk and stretched out his body.
The temperature after the rain was just right, and the thin, soft, dry blanket brought her a very high-quality sleep, allowing her to open her eyes refreshed...
