The Magical Journey of the Commander

As the sun rises, the warm sunshine passes through the thick clouds and turns into light, making the dark valley brighter. The ship girls in the valley usher in a new day.

Dafeng is always the most active one among these ship girls. After waking up early in the morning, he hurried to the kitchen to prepare a hearty breakfast before Brother Song Qing woke up. Maryland, Jean Bart, Ron and others did not have the habit of sleeping in, so they all got up early and did some stretching exercises in the valley.

When the sun rose and the valley became brighter, everyone gathered around the dining table. However, what was surprising was that Frederick the Great and Song Qingge, who were usually very punctual, were not there at this moment.

"Are Frederick the Great and the commander still sleeping?" Maryland glanced at the empty seats and said to several people present.

Ron lowered his head and remained silent, leaving Barr to look indifferent. Zeppelin supported his head with one arm, leaning on the dining table and staring straight at the breakfast in front of him without speaking. However, Dafeng stood up and said, "Let me call the commander."

As Dafeng spoke out, several other people turned their heads towards Dafeng, but said nothing. Until Dafeng wanted to leave his seat and go to Song Qingge's room, a slightly weak voice came from the door of the restaurant.

"Stop screaming, I'm here."

Everyone turned around and saw Song Qingge with two dark circles under his eyes, leaning alone at the door of the restaurant, waving weakly.

Seeing this, Dafeng quickly ran to Song Qingge's side and supported him, "Commander, what's wrong with you?" Not only Dafeng, but others also stood up and looked at Song Qingge in surprise. After all, Song Qingge has never looked like this since he was transformed by the evolutionary potion.

With Dafeng's help, Song Qingge came to his seat. After sitting down, he waved his hands to the people who cared about him, "It's okay, I'm just a little tired."

Dafeng sniffed at Song Qingge from the side, and then said with some clarity. As for the others, after hearing Dafeng's words, they all said "Oh" suddenly, and Ron's hand made a weird squeaking sound.

Song Qingge waved his hand awkwardly, "Well... almost, almost."

At this time, Maryland on the side squeezed over and said with a smile to Brother Song Qing, "That's not right, Commander. I heard the sisters in the district said, and I've seen Dafeng look like that last time, why is it Frederick the Great's turn?" Here, you are like this? Is Frederick the Great more powerful than you?"

Listening to Maryland's teasing, Song Qingge straightened his chest, raised his head, and said to Maryland, "What the hell, of course I am more powerful than Frederick the Great. If you don't believe me, you can ask Dafeng, she knows."

"Alas..." Song Qingge sighed, her chest collapsed, and she leaned on the chair and said, "You also know that Frederick the Great's character was very strong and domineering. Starting from the kiss last night, it started It’s not like being intimate.”

"Huh?" Not only Maryland, but all the ship girls turned their heads and looked at Song Qingge. Even Ron, who was secretly angry at the side, raised his head. Maryland continued to ask, "These two are not on the same line at all, okay..."

Song Qingge let out a long sigh, "You also know that Frederick the Great is usually very tough, even when he is intimate. We were in the bathroom at the beginning, because we accidentally fell on the floor while kissing, so She just wanted to get on top of me. Maybe she and other people don’t have this habit in normal times, so I kept trying to take the initiative. In this way, from the bathroom to the bed, neither of us accepted the other, even though the Emperor was certainly stronger than I am strong, but you also know that if she is emotional, her body will become soft, so I became like this..."

"Pfft~hahaha!" Maryland laughed outright, slapping the table while laughing, and even the other people nearby couldn't help but laugh. After laughing for a long time, Maryland finally couldn't hold it back, so he suppressed his somewhat stiff face and asked Song Qingge, "What about Emperor Frederick the Great?"

"Great Emperor?" Song Qingge straightened up his waist when he said this, "Still sleeping."

"So the commander won in the end?" Maryland smiled.

"Of course, who do you think I am?" Song Qingge said with some pride, and then lay down on the table, "But I'm a little tired now, and I want to go to bed after breakfast."

"Take a rest and sleep at my place, so that you two won't have to start over again when Frederick the Great wakes up." Jean Bart raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said to Song Qingge.

"That would be great." Song Qingge nodded to Jean Barr.

"Commander, stop lying here, or else Dafeng will feed you?" Dafeng pulled Song Qingge up from the dining table and said with a smile.

Song Qingge sat up with Dafeng's strength and blinked at Dafeng, "Dafeng, you've had a hard enough time cooking, just let Ron help me. Is that okay, Ron?" Song Qingge said. Then he turned around and looked at Ron, who was bowing his head to the side.

"Really, Commander?" Ron heard Brother Song Qing's voice, quickly raised his head, looked at him in surprise, and asked eagerly. Dafeng understood at this time, but he was a little bit annoyed. He nodded and sat back in his chair.

Song Qingge nodded to the excited Ron, "Of course, otherwise I wouldn't have called you. Or do you think you find me troublesome? If that's the case, then I'll replace you."

"No trouble, not trouble at all." Ron said excitedly, then stood up and sat next to Brother Song Qing, and took out a pair of knives and forks from his ship's space.

Brother Song Qing saw this knife and fork and asked strangely, "Isn't this the table knife I gave you? You still keep it."

Ron smiled and said, "Yes, what the Commander gave me is the most precious treasure in my heart, so I have always kept this knife and was reluctant to use it. But today, since I am feeding the Commander himself , then you must use the most precious thing."

"You can just use it if I give it to you. If it breaks one day, come to me at any time. How about that?" Song Qingge said with some distress but helplessness.

"I understand." Ron nodded gently, picked up the knife and fork and cut Song Qingge's breakfast into small pieces, then picked it up with the fork and handed it to Song Qingge's mouth, "Commander, ah~"