"Zheng Hao..."

"I...I'm so hot..."

"The core members seem quite excited..."

"Could you...could you check the internal structure of the ship for me?"

Her face flushed red, and the thought that tonight was also her "wedding night" made her curl up like a rabbit and shrink into Zheng Hao's arms.

Zheng Hao could feel a warmth under the black veil, and the faint fragrance of Mo Yurou.

"Well..."

With an excited heart and trembling hands, he was about to untie the gauze skirt on her back.

"Phew~"

"Phew~"

"Phew~"

The girl's hot, labored breathing filled her chest, then suddenly stopped.

"Um?"

"Yu Rou? Yu Rou?"

Looking down, I saw that Mo Yurou's face was flushed. She had actually fallen asleep right after her straightforward approach!

"Holy crap!"

"Never mind..."

"Let's talk about inspecting the internal structure later..."

It's clear how hard Mo Yurou worked today; she practically used her [skills] to run the entire course at breakneck speed. With all the collisions and accelerations, she was probably already a bit exhausted from the daytime race.

"Mmm...mmm..."

"Me too...I'm number one too..."

A slight smile curved the corners of her mouth beneath her oval face. Mo Yurou's head restlessly nudged against Zheng Hao's chest, like a mischievous little deer.

Seeing her talking in her sleep, Zheng Hao smiled, letting her lie there, while he awkwardly leaned against the corner of the bed and drifted off to sleep...

......

The next day!

"Zheng Hao! Zheng Hao!"

"You're home, aren't you? You're home, aren't you!"

"I've brought you money!"

As dawn broke, Yang Fan's loud, raspy voice echoed throughout the Zheng family's waters.

"Hmm..."

Mo Yurou, who was in his arms, frowned. Zheng Hao gently helped her up and slumped onto the bed, while he climbed off the bed with a dark expression.

"Creak~"

After pushing open the door and stepping out, he was surprised to see Yang Fan standing on the deck, looking at him with a smug and smug expression.

"hey-hey..."

"Look at your dark face, didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Young man, you must practice moderation!"

His face was flushed, and [Binglan] behind him huddled in a corner, unusually silent.

This scoundrel actually proudly made a "7" gesture with his hands.

"Um?"

"Seven times a night, right?"

"Give me the money!"

Too lazy to argue with him, the other party handed over a magnetic card and gave an awkward smile: "Zheng Hao, I just realized that the internal structure of a ship girl can have different temperatures depending on the hull!"

"I almost froze to death last night!"

"......"

"Could you please not share this so early in the morning?"

The other party was like an excited fledgling bird, which annoyed Zheng Hao.

"hey-hey..."

"Alright! That's all for now! I'm setting off for the [Cangnan Region] right away! Oh, right, there's something else... I heard Zhou Hang was discharged from the hospital early last night, and he ran away with the cargo ship last night!"