Minato Palace Scheming

Ying Hui didn't care, stood up and took Bismarck's arm, and said, "Bismarck, if you resist going out of your comfort zone like this, then some things will never improve. If you want to break through yourself, you must try bravely."

"Hmm..." Ying Hui's words hit Bismarck's heart, she raised her head and said, "Then let me try?"

"Try it, let's go."

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Compared with the general disco bars, the music and DJ here are more soothing, it seems to be a kind of folk melody, after all, it still needs to be advertised as small and fresh, so the rhythm of the people on the dance floor is not wild. .

Ying Hui didn't feel embarrassed when he had a disco dance experience in an underground club in the port area. As for other people's gaze, he was used to it. , as the only male among them, I was always under the curious and jealous eyes of others. At first, I was a little uncomfortable, but later I felt quite happy.I just like the way you envy, envy and hate me but feel helpless about me.

In contrast, Bismarck is a little stiff. She is not stressed by the gaze of strangers. As a leader, she is often under the focus of everyone's attention, but she is used to maintaining the demeanor of an iron-blooded leader in front of everyone. Bismarck made that frivolous sway, and she couldn't quite do it.

Ying Hui felt the tension of Bismarck, the tall and perfect carcass under casual clothes was visibly stiff to the naked eye, like a robot out of place on the dance floor, he suddenly realized that what Tirpitz asked himself to do was not just To get close to Bismarck, I also hope that I can save Bismarck from carrying it all day long.

In a sense, Bismarck and Richelieu are the same kind of girls. Many of their shackles are not because of ignorance, but because of the glory in history that their identities and names entrust. No wonder they are breastfeeding each other. After humiliating the law, they can still become good friends.To put it bluntly, the German Third Reich has perished. The iron-blooded Prime Minister Bismarck has died for more than 100 years. The historical Bismarck has also sunk for almost 100 years. Still sticking to such an identity and history and unable to let go of himself, this is probably history. While bringing strength to them, it also brings shackles.

So Ying Hui stretched out her hand and put her arms around Bismarck's shoulders, making the tall and slender her tremble.

"Don't touch other people casually..."

Bismarck wanted to break free, but he didn't expect Ying Hui to use more force than he had imagined. He said, "Relax a bit, everyone is watching you. If I contact you like this, everyone will know that we are together. I won't come up to strike up a conversation abruptly."

"is that so?"

"Almost." Ying Hui lowered his hands gradually, slightly over the round shoulders and slender arms, and gradually placed them on Bismarck's waist, and said, "Relax a little, you think no one here knows you except us, let alone you. It will be associated with the three words Bismarck, and I will only think that you are a particularly beautiful woman, and there is nothing you can't let go of."

This posture made Bismarck think about that dream again, the dream brought by his younger sister Tirpitz pretending to be herself with the commander. The posture in the dream is almost the same. Being pressed against the wall by Ying Hui, it was like a forcible invasion, so Bismarck's eyes wandered a little, and his slender waist completely stiffened.

"But I don't see other people...there are no such two people together."

Ying Hui responded casually: "Look, Bismarck, you have fallen into a misunderstanding again. Why do you care about what other people do?"

"That's the truth, but..."

"No but." Ying Hui guided Bismarck to relax, "Slightly softer, don't be so hard at the waist, try to twist your hips, Bismarck has such a good figure, it must look good when twisted."

"Although thank you for complimenting me, I really don't know what to do."

Ying Hui lowered her head and looked at Bismarck in front of her. Under the dim light, her golden bangs cast a shadow on her mature and delicate face. Her face was slightly sideways and her eyes twinkled. From this perspective, she could see her sexy body. Below the collarbone, there is a vague and deep career line, which is a natural advantage that her sister Tirpitz cannot imitate. Bismarck, who was very imposing in the past, also has such a dilemma like a cat.

"Relax a bit, as if you were lying down, or leaning directly in my arms."

"……I can not do it."

"Then you should be able to dance at a banquet."

"Ballroom dancing? I know a little bit."

"Then treat it like a ballroom dance, back and forth, back and forth."

"You stepped on my foot."

"Um, sorry... now you stepped on my foot."

After tossing for a while, Ying Hui and Bismarck stepped on each other several times. He felt that Bismarck's waist was still stiff, and knew that this method would not work. After thinking about it, he said, "Bismarck, what happened that day, although you I didn’t ask, but I don’t think you forgot, did you?”

"What day?" Bismarck thought of it reflexively, but he didn't want to admit it.

"That day, Tirpitz was wearing your black dress, and I was making out with her." Ying Hui lowered her head and whispered next to Bismarck's earlobe, "I remember that day when I was smashed by you, I was with her. This is the same posture, one arm around her waist, one hand grabbing her arm and pressing her against the wall, she asked me not to call her Tirpitz, call her Bismarck, I said I like it She, asked her if she liked me, she said..."

"Stop talking!" Bismarck began to struggle, his whole body swaying.

Ying Hui didn't care, and continued: "She said she liked me too, it was Tirpitz who said it, but she was wearing your clothes and using your tone of voice, indicating that she knew or she hoped it would be like this..."

"Stop talking!" Bismarck raised his head, looked directly at Ying Hui with blue eyes, and said, "Speaking of such things, do you want to humiliate me? Or my sister?"

"Neither, what I want to say is, if a younger sister can do this for her older sister, don't you understand her feelings?"

Such words made Bismarck's delicate body soften instantly, her beautiful diamond lips were bitten white by white teeth, and she murmured: "Of course I understand... Tirpitz asked you to say that?"

"No, but I'm very strange." Ying Hui pulled her softened body, and finally she was able to dance a little, "Richelieu and Jean Bart are not compatible, and because of the conflict of ideas, you and the Tirpitz sisters Obviously we can understand each other, why can't we get along well?"

Bismarck was silent, thinking that it was not because of you, the two sisters fell in love with the same man, should the older sister fight the younger sister?

"Do you tube."

"I am the commander of both of you, I don't care who is in charge?"

"You don't need to think too much, as long as you treat Tirpitz well and spend more time with her when you have time, I will be very pleased."

"Then what if I say, I like you too?"

Bismarck's heart skipped a beat and he said, "Don't joke with me."

"I'm not joking." Ying Hui now knows that it is time to act when it is time to act, and making the ship's mother wait endlessly is the greater fault, "Bismarck, I think it is too late to make up for it, you are willing to be the same as Tirpitz, Do you all like me?"

"I'm not going to dance anymore, I'm going back to the hotel."

"Look at me, Bismarck, don't run away from your... ah"

Ying Hui's exclamation drew the attention of other people on the dance floor, and Bismarck, who had just stepped on his foot, broke free from his embrace and walked straight off the stage.

It seems that Bismarck is more self-imprisoned than Richelieu, like a piece of wood...

Feeling helpless, Ying Hui quickly chased after him.

Chapter Three Hundred and Five

Ying Hui was right, there was no one else she knew Bismarck here.

Except for a few ship girls in the deck.

Carlyon held up his mobile phone with great interest, and took a picture of the interaction between Bismarck and Ying Hui on the dance floor. It felt very interesting to see Bismarck's different appearance from usual.

"I didn't expect that Bismarck, who is usually so proud and meticulous, would have such a stiff side in front of the commander."

Tallinn drank a glass of wine all at once, and felt that the wine was like water compared to vodka: "Isn't this a normal thing? The more serious a person is, the harder it is to let go in front of the commander. If you Going up, maybe even more nervous than Bismarck."

Carlyon lifted her messy hair and tied it behind her ears. She smiled charmingly and said, "I won't be nervous. I'll just hug the commander and make him nervous."

Tallinn glanced at Carlyon. This Essex-class girl looks a lot like Essex, even a little more charming than the eldest sister: "I didn't expect you to have thoughts about the commander."

"what happened?"

"That's your brother-in-law."

"What's wrong with my brother-in-law? The commander still has a wife. It's not like a bunch of people are staring at him. The atmosphere of our town guard mansion has long been corrupted."

"That's not the commander, he married eight marriage ships first."

"Is it still eight?" Hao was a little curious, and she asked Jean Baldau, "Is Richelieu also married?"

Jean Barr gulped down a glass of wine and said, "How would I know." In fact, Jean Barr knew it well, but she didn't say it because she wanted to see if Richelieu had really figured it out.If that's the case, Richelieu should not think about himself, and should take down the commander as soon as possible. As a result, he didn't confirm his status until he recuperated. It is obvious that Richelieu still wanted to give himself a chance to recuperate. Huh, I let Barr need to let?

"That's really a pity. I heard the rumors and thought that Richelieu had succeeded." Even though Hao was sitting relaxed, his two slender legs were tightly closed together, "Sure enough, it is very difficult to convey your feelings to the commander. .”

"You like the commander?"

"Well, beating around the bush is not my style." Howe said unabashedly, "I like Commander very much, but I'm not very prominent in the port area, and I can't be as good as Sister Wales."

"If you like it, confess it. There's no need to hide it." Barton paused for a moment, and suddenly felt as if he didn't have the right to say such a thing. No, he just couldn't find a suitable opportunity. After all, I asked Barr to Not a love brain.

The four of them were chatting like this, but they didn't know that they had become the focus of the audience. Just now, there was a man named Ying Hui, and the others were more restrained. Now that Ying Hui is gone, some people finally went from wanting to act to putting it into practice.

"Beautiful ladies, my name is Waiting for the Wind, Waiting for the wind to come, I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to have a drink?"

The smile is bright, the words are very appropriate, and the clothes are very...artistic, anyway, this man who calls himself Waiting Feng, at least he can't fault him when it comes to striking up a conversation.

Let Barr look up at him slightly, but he didn't pay any attention to him. The same is true for Tallinn and Carillon. They are not interested in this kind of people who strike up a conversation. Only Hao, the innocent and polite Hao, treats him politely. He nodded and said, "Sorry, we don't drink with other people."

Hao's elegant figure like a noble lady and his mellow voice like an oriole made Waiting Feng's body go numb all of a sudden. In his opinion, just talking to him is already half the battle.

"It doesn't matter if you don't drink. We are playing flying chess over there. I saw you four beautiful women drinking here. I wonder if you are interested in playing with us? It's fun to have fun at the bar."

"Not interested, we came with friends."

"Friend, where are you, we can be together."

"Over there, the dancing one." Hao pointed to the direction of the dance floor, and she was a little impatient, and only hoped that this man would retreat after seeing Ying Hui.

But in fact, when Waiting Feng saw Ying Hui hugging Bismarck's waist on the dance floor, putting her head next to the ear of the blonde beauty, acting very intimate, Waiting Feng suddenly felt that it was more dramatic. Yes, the remaining four beauties are single and waiting to be flirted with.

Waiting for the wind to look behind him, many friends he met locally were gearing up, waiting for him to be the next one, so he insisted: "They are dancing, so give them a little space." , let’s play together for a while, it’s such a pleasure to make friends when we go out and chat about romance and gossip.”

Jean Barr was really impatient, and she said to Howe: "Don't pay attention to this annoying guy, it's endless."

Howe didn't want to talk to him, but her good upbringing made her very polite and gentle to everyone, so she had to nod to Jean Bart, and then said to Waiting Feng: "You heard me, we don't want to play with other people, you can go now."

Unexpectedly, Hao's behavior gave Waiting Feng the illusion. He was a little embarrassed when he heard Barr's words, but after his companion said this, the beautiful blond lady in front of him still spoke to him slowly. Do you like it?

If she doesn't drive me away, it means she has me in her heart!

"You can try it." Waiting for the wind with a smile, "Your friends have found the feeling of heartbeat, miss, don't you want to try it? Maybe you can find true love."

"I already have someone I like." Hao said bluntly, he just wanted this person to realize the truth and leave quickly.

[This is too soon, I'm not ready yet... It can be seen that this is a foreigner, or a mixed race, so he is really open and direct. 】

Waiting for the wind to say flutteringly: "I think the person you like, miss, must be in this bar, right?"

"Correct."

When Feng got this answer, he was so excited that he wanted to whistle, and then he heard Howe say: "It's the man on the dance floor, all right, you can go."

???

Waiting for the wind's smile to stiffen on his face, he couldn't accept the feeling of going from the top of the mountain to the valley all of a sudden, and blurted out: "Isn't he your friend's boyfriend?"

"No, he means me... Well, he is my brother-in-law."

"Ah?" Waiting for the wind's cheeks to twitch, "Is that your sister?"

"No, she is my friend and he is her brother-in-law."

"..."

Waiting for the wind, I can't tell what is what, what sister and brother-in-law, sister and brother-in-law, is this Chinese?

Carlyon found this man's expression quite interesting, so he also said: "He is also my brother-in-law, my sister likes him, but I like him too."

At this moment, Feng was completely stunned, and his disorganized mind couldn't figure out what it meant. He just roughly knew that the man on the dance floor seemed to be involved with many women. What is this, Neptune?Scum?A shameless villain who uses pua to control women's minds?

The fact of the huge shock made Waiting Feng convinced of the association he had made, and he was soon moved by a sense of mission. The encounter with these beautiful women in front of him must be God's arrangement for him to save them from fire and water. It must be so.

At this moment, Ying Hui chased Bismarck back to the booth, waited for Feng to take a breath, grabbed Ying Hui's arm from behind, and said bluntly: "You bastard, don't you..."

"Let him go!"