Azur Lane: The Tragic Admiral’s Azur Life

The next morning, when Yang Sikang woke up, he saw Dafeng curled up beside him and sleeping soundly. He reached out and poked her cheek helplessly.

Dafeng did not wake up, but just frowned slightly, then rubbed Yang Sikang's arm, and then fell asleep peacefully again.

But Yang Sikang felt his right hand. Although his entire arm was wrapped in softness, it was now completely numb.

After all, losing consciousness was to be expected after being held for a whole night. He had even thought about how his right arm would feel after he was freed.

But the most important thing now is to save his arm. Yang Sikang helplessly stretched out his left hand and gently stroked the top of the mountain.

"Hmm~"

With a moan that was hard not to arouse desire, Dafeng loosened her grip a little, and Yang Sikang took the opportunity to pull his arm out.

As his arm regained its freedom, he was soon attacked by a peculiar electric-like numbness and a very subtle sense of touch.

As her arm was pulled out, Dafeng, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly woke up. She almost subconsciously propped herself up, and then realized belatedly that she was in the commander's room.

The quilt slipped down, revealing some traces of last night on her fair and rosy skin. The subtle feeling in her lower body also made Dafeng feel a little weak. She just stood up and then collapsed, and was then hugged by Yang Sikang helplessly.

Even though the thoughtful head maid had changed the sheets and other things before they went to bed last night when they were washing themselves, the remaining smell mixed with the commander's hormones was like a critical blow to Taihou, whose body had not yet completely calmed down from the sensitivity.

The two upright balls were flattened and deformed on the chest. The delicate elasticity and the warm and delicate touch of Dafeng's skin made it impossible to stop the events of last night from replaying in the mind, so...

"Hehe~ Commander~"

Dafeng licked her lips and was about to shrink into the quilt, so Yang Sikang had to change his hand and hold her down.

"Okay, just lie down quietly."

Dafeng pursed her lips in regret, but didn't continue sliding down.

She noticed that something was wrong with Yang Sikang's arm. Thinking of his condition before falling asleep last night, her face flushed slightly. She carefully and gently massaged Yang Sikang's arm under the quilt.

At first, Yang Sikang was still enjoying it, but with the two of them lying naked together in the same bed, Dafeng's massage soon became a little strange...

Half an hour later, Yang Sikang, who could no longer bear it, lifted the quilt, picked up Dafeng in a princess hug without saying a word, and strode towards the bathroom.

The shower in the bathroom was turned on quickly, and the two took a two-hour bath. Then Yang Sikang came out wearing a bathrobe and wiping his head with a towel. After changing his clothes, he brought Dafeng from the bathroom to the bed in a princess hug, firmly rejected Dafeng's request for a kiss, and hurriedly left the room.

"Da Feng is trying too hard..."

Yang Sikang couldn't help but mutter with a wry smile, his physical condition was very different from that of ordinary people. So even if the saying goes that there is no such thing as a field that is ruined by plowing, only cows that are exhausted to death, this saying does not apply to his situation.

But Dafeng...felt like she was forcing herself a little.

"There are also problems with having too good a physique."

Yang Sikang sighed, and then saw Belfast waiting in front of him, not entering the bedroom or waiting at the door as usual.

"Good morning, Master. What would you like for breakfast?"

Yang Sikang wanted to say it was fine, but after thinking about it, he said:

"All Monty."

He usually doesn't eat a whole Monty for breakfast, which is too large for breakfast. However, considering what happened last night and this morning, it might not work if he just eats casually as usual. He should just eat something larger.

"Then, Miss Dafeng..."

"Call her back in an hour."

"Yes, Master."

Soon, the breakfast called Full Monty, which was actually almost a full meal, was served, paired with a drink prepared by Belfast himself. After Yang Sikang drank the drink in one gulp, the breakfast on the large plate did not seem so shocking.

Before long, Yang Sikang finished all the breakfast on the plate, wiped his mouth with satisfaction, and then stood up.

However, at this moment, Dafeng had already run down.

"Won't you lie down a while?"

Yang Sikang looked at Dafeng helplessly. He knew of course that Dafeng's body could not bear it anymore, but the problem was that Dafeng didn't care at all. She only cared about whether he was satisfied or not.

"Taiho is fine, Commander, don't worry. Besides, this is given by the Commander, even if it hurts~"

Yang Sikang helplessly reached out and patted Dafeng on the back. Dafeng obediently stopped talking, smiled and did not continue.

Yang Sikang couldn't help but feel a bit of a headache. Although their close contact made Dafeng seem a little out of her original abnormality, her attitude towards him now was obviously not normal.

But he doesn't want this...

Belfast suddenly stepped forward and said softly:

"Ms. Dafeng, could you please come with me for a moment? It will only take a moment."

The two ship girls went to the next room and stayed there for about ten minutes. When Taihou came back, her attitude became much more normal.

Yang Sikang noticed that she seemed to be struggling with something, but considering that Dafeng's attitude towards him was not right, he did not say much and chose to believe Belfast.

Soon, Dafeng took the initiative to leave here, and then Belfast returned to him.

"Master, maybe you should go to the hospital later."

"Okay, you make the arrangements."

"Yes, Master."

Yang Sikang had no doubts and obeyed Belfast's arrangement. After simply handling some daily affairs in the villa, he came to the hospital. Then he left the hospital with a medicine box of unknown origin provided by the Kitchen Goddess and personally delivered the things to Dafeng.

Yang Sikang then went to the office area, exchanged information with the company and Cleveland, and then rushed to the development dock.

"Come to think of it." On the way to the development dock, Yang Sikang asked Belfast in the command room of the mass production ship: "Belfast, what did you say to Dafeng?"

"Hehe, this is a female secret, Master."

Belfast smiled and said:

"And I think this is a question you should get the answer from Miss Dafeng instead of from me."

Yang Sikang looked towards Belfast and smiled helplessly:

"Haha, yes."