Azur Lane: The Tragic Admiral’s Azur Life

At about nine o'clock in the evening, Yang Sikang came to Dafeng's room with a look of helplessness.

During the day, Dafeng made it seem like it was a major event that required difficult decision-making, which made him think about it.

After the explanation was clear, it became clear that Dafeng didn't mean to be dangerous at all, but wanted Yang Sikang to help her choose clothes.

"You were so serious, I thought..."

Yang Sikang spread his hands helplessly, and Dafeng felt a little embarrassed.

Because Sirius and Belfast were also present at the time, and Dafeng's words were quite pointed, the two maids looked at her with wide eyes and disbelief.

This is why Dafeng hurriedly explained.

"Well, Commander, if you wish, Dafeng can also..."

"This, let's talk about this later."

Yang Sikang quickly stopped and held down Dafeng's hands, which were about to take off his clothes.

Dafeng was suddenly discouraged, and Yang Sikang smiled and touched her head.

"I'm sorry, Dafeng. But it really can't be done now... When we are strong enough and no longer need to worry about our own safety, I will definitely give you the best response."

Hearing what Yang Sikang said, Dafeng nodded:

"Then, Commander, please remember this. This is our agreement."

"of course."

Yang Sikang smiled and nodded.

"Okay, let's talk about your business first. After all, I agreed to take you with me this time."

The royal family's consistent style is very obvious. It is not at war now, and the sirens have not done anything major recently, so it is still peaceful for the time being.

Therefore, a dinner party is of course indispensable when Warspite and others arrive.

It is impossible for Yang Sikang to bring all the dozens of ship girls here. If that happens, nearly a quarter of the venue will be occupied by his ship girls. Therefore, the number of ship girls was finally limited to four.

With only four ship girls to go, York City and Hornet are indispensable, and George V and Howe are basically fixed candidates.

Because York City and Bumblebee were invited by Enterprise and Lexington, they did not occupy the quota, but this left only two quotas for the ship girls that Yang Sikang could bring.

Originally, Yang Sikang wanted to take Belfast with him, but Belfast himself was unwilling to attend, and the maids unanimously rejected Yang Sikang's proposal. It seemed that they had made an appointment in advance.

In the end, Yang Sikang gave the remaining two places to Zhenhai and Dafeng.

In this way, he just happened to bring the ship girls from each camp in his fleet, so the matter was decided.

Coming back to the matter at hand, the main reason why Dafeng invited Yang Sikang over was to decide which outfit was suitable.

Although Dafeng usually trains very hard, she has not stopped studying in other aspects.

Except for the initial clothes that were brought with the ship and purchased from outside, Dafeng's subsequent clothes were basically made by himself after buying materials.

It looked like the dress and other items had been prepared in advance.

Yang Sikang sat in the reception room of the room and waited patiently.

Not long after, Dafeng walked out of the bedroom.

A white dress, elegant and elegant, the light material is well controlled, and the pattern looks like real butterflies flying around the big phoenix.

Dafeng has a good figure, so although this pure white dress is not revealing at all, it is still attractive enough. Especially the waist that is cleverly tied with a ribbon makes Dafeng's overall line even more amazing.

Yang Sikang's eyes suddenly lit up. This was a costume that could not be seen in the game. It was very beautiful.

Dafeng's black hair matches the pure white dress. The dress she tailored for herself is just right in every aspect.

There is no doubt about Dafeng's craftsmanship, but when Yang Sikang looked at this really beautiful dress, he felt that something was missing.

"Commander, how are you doing?"

"It's very beautiful." Yang Sikang praised sincerely: "It looks light and airy, which is great. But... well, it feels like something is missing?"

When Dafeng heard what he said, he immediately turned around and returned to the room.

Dafeng then changed into several sets of clothes, basically in various styles, but the main ones were more elegant.

Dafeng's figure will look good in any dress she wears. In addition, she makes the clothes herself, so the effect is basically excellent.

But after reading it again, Yang Sikang couldn't help but have a doubt.

Why are they all wearing this elegant style of clothing?

"Wait a minute, Dafeng."

Yang Sikang stopped Dafeng, who was about to change his clothes again, and asked doubtfully:

"Why are there always such elegant dresses?"

"Eh? This, this is because..."

Dafeng's eyes were a little dodgeful, Yang Sikang thought for a moment and walked over.

Taking a closer look at Dafeng's clothes, Yang Sikang became even more confused:

"It doesn't seem like you did it yourself?"

"Well, yes, yes."

Dafeng reluctantly admitted, and Yang Sikang asked softly:

"Can I see your closet?"

"This……"

Dafeng hesitated for a moment, then nodded:

"Okay, but, but, please wait a moment!"

Dafeng quickly ran into the bedroom and opened the door ten minutes later:

"Commander, please come in~"

Yang Sikang walked into Dafeng's bedroom, ignoring the places where things were obviously hidden, and followed Dafeng to the closet where she stored her gown.

"really……"

The wardrobe was opened. Except for the first few clothes that were obviously made by Dafeng himself, they were well protected and hung inside. Although the rest of the clothes were also hung here, they could only be regarded as fooling around.

Obviously, Dafeng himself didn't really like this elegant purchased dress.

He looked at the bottom of the closet, where there were even hanging tags that had been cut out but not thrown away.

On the other side, the clothes that are also well and carefully preserved tend to be more in dark colors.

"Dafeng, don't you have many other styles of clothes?"

Yang Sikang pointed over there, but Dafeng replied:

"Yes, Commander, you have to meet with members of the royal family. If Dafeng feels more elegant..."

"why?"

Yang Sikang turned around with a smile, looked into Dafeng's eyes and said:

"Because you are going to welcome the royal family, and you have to be with people who are usually difficult for others to get in touch with, so you think you should be considerate of others and put on those elegant clothes that you don't like very much?"

Dafeng didn't answer, but the change in her expression gave Yang Sikang the answer.

Yang Sikang put his hand on the big phoenix's head and said with a smile:

"If you have to force yourself to wear clothes of a style you don't like around me, wouldn't I be useless?"

Yang Sikang gently took off the hair ornament on the big phoenix head, and his black hair poured down like a waterfall.

Yang Sikang turned around, and he immediately saw the bright red dress that existed as skin in the game.

He took the gown over.

"Just do what you like and don't worry about other things. As my ship girl, you only need to consider whether you like it or not. Everything else is not a problem."