Chapter 413 Killer
That was after two o'clock in the morning.
Su Xia lay on Hancock's bed, looking at the vague outline of the ceiling in the faint moonlight, breathing heavily, and remembered that Hancock in the game had a set of costumes - Blood Butterfly, and was set to be a cold-blooded killer.
Fortunately, Hancock didn't have the bad taste to force him to write a letter of surrender. After resting for a while, Su Xia turned to Hancock, hugged him gently, and said, "Hancock is really a killer. There is no false reputation."
"What killer?" Hancock asked, "Are you trying to tell me about my role as a killer in a show in Missouri?"
"no."
"What is that?"
"Nothing." Su Xia didn't explain, just smiled and hugged Hancock tightly. No matter how cold her expression was, her body was warm. It was hot during the day, and the temperature dropped immediately at night. It was just right in the autumn when you had to cover yourself with a blanket to sleep, otherwise you would easily catch a cold.
Hancock was not curious. Since the admiral was unwilling to say, she did not ask any more questions. She quietly enjoyed the hug from the admiral and suddenly said, "I like the admiral's hug."
When Su Xia heard Hancock's words, she laughed loudly, hugged Hancock tighter, and said, "Hancock is really a killer... Every strike will draw blood."
Su Xia hugged the back of Hancock's head, letting her lean on his shoulder, and said, "I feel like I'm dying."
"What are you going to die?"
Su Xia opened her mouth, thinking about how to explain it better, and said, "Hancock's love words are too strong. I can't bear it. I'm going to die."
Hancock is not stupid, he just didn't think much about it at the moment. He has read so many female-oriented and romantic novels, how could he not understand anything?
Hancock understood what Su Xia meant by "dying". She said, "I am the one who feels like I am dying. The admiral is a more powerful killer than me. I am willing to die if I can be with the admiral."
Su Xia smiled and gently stroked Hancock's soft long hair over and over again.
Hancock raised his head, stretched out his arms to hug Su Xia, and said, "I want to sleep with the admiral in my arms like this... Is that okay?"
"Of course."
Su Xia didn't remember what time he went to bed at night, he only knew that when he woke up he found Hancock sleeping next to him and looking at him.
"Hancock, don't tell me you've been watching me all morning."
"No way?" Hancock asked back.
"Okay." Su Xia smiled bitterly, touched that everyone liked him so much. It was the most difficult to accept the favor of a beautiful woman. He really had to work hard to be an excellent admiral. "I just want to ask, is it that beautiful ? What's so good about it?"
"Very beautiful." Hancock reached out and gently stroked his face. "The admiral's sleeping face is so charming that it's hard to resist."
Su Xia looked at Hancock, with a few strands of messy hair sticking to her face. She watched her say the most touching love words with the coldest expression and said, "Hancock's face is also hard to resist."
Su Xia stepped forward.
The two of them left the room together and came to the living room.
Since she stayed here yesterday, Su Xia didn't need to wait for everyone to help get a toothbrush and towel, and could go directly to the bathroom to wash up.
Compared to Hancock, as a girl, even if she has a cold personality, she doesn't care about her image that much... It can't be said that she doesn't care about her image, she just doesn't like to put on makeup. Basic care is still necessary. It takes a lot of time to do hair. Su Xia is faster and finished washing up early and came to the living room.
Su Xia touched his chin, and saw the hard stubble. He thought that he hadn't shaved for several days, but there was no razor here . It seemed that he had to go home. He keenly noticed that CV-16 was not there, and asked, "Didn't Mrs. Sixteen come back last night?"
"No. She should be living in Iowa." The one who answered him was the bald eagle Belle McCann. The bald eagle was listless at night. He didn't say anything when he came last night, but he became energetic during the day.
"Oh." Su Xia nodded and found that Ticonderoga was sitting cross-legged on the armrest of the sofa looking at him. "Ticonderoga, why are you looking at me like that?"
Ticonderoga said, "The admiral is amazing."
Su Xia's heart skipped a beat. Ticonderoga's room was right next to Hancock's room. Could it be that she had eavesdropped on what was going on last night? On the surface, she remained calm and asked, "How am I so great?"
Ticonderoga chuckled and said, "It is really admirable that the admiral can make Hancock, who gets up early every day, wait until now."
"Besides," Ticonderoga looked at Hancock, who had just walked out of the bathroom with her long, smooth hair tied into a low ponytail, "Admiral, you have magical powers, right? You can actually make Hancock put on makeup... Is that makeup?"
Hancock heard Ticonderoga's words and said, "I don't wear any makeup."
"How come you look so good without makeup?" Ticonderoga said, "Even if you're a ship girl, you shouldn't look so good after going to bed so late." This sentence can prove what she did last night.
Hancock shook his head: "I don't know."
Ticonderoga has an eccentric personality, not at all like an Essex-class player. He likes playing games, so he must have come into contact with the Empire, especially the North House. With such a wide range of influences, there is nothing he doesn't understand.
Ticonderoga was silent for a moment, then said, "Admiral, you don't look well."
Facing a vicious killer, it was already good enough to be able to get up well. Su Xia asked knowingly: "What's wrong with my complexion?"
"Okay. Very good." Ticonderoga smiled. "So, Admiral, you still owe me a bath. Please give me a bath tonight."
The bald eagle Bell McCann has come to his senses now. He can't selfishly tie Essex to his side. Essex's happiness is the most important. He interrupted and said, "Yes. Essex left early that day and didn't go to the big bath. Admiral, you owe Essex a bath. Give Essex a bath today."
Ticonderoga said dissatisfiedly: "I said it first."
"You little sister, wait till tomorrow ," said the bald eagle Bell McCann loudly.
"Who are you calling my sister?" Ticonderoga raised her eyebrows. She was not afraid of the bald eagle Bell McCann. "Do you want me to pluck your feathers and cook you into soup?"
Bald Eagle Belle McCann felt a little guilty. Ticonderoga didn't care about it as much as Essex did, nor did she respect her as much as CV-16 did. She would really take action. She said, "You know who I am. I represent Essex. Try to move me."
"What's there to be afraid of?" Ticonderoga said, it was just a threat anyway.
Su Xia watched the man and the bird quarreling, touched her waist, waved to Hancock, patted Essex's shoulder, and whispered, "Let's go to breakfast."
Walking on the way to the cafeteria, Su Xia was thinking about what she would do during the day, since she had promised Colorado in the evening.
Life is not easy.
