Fang Lang, who was far away in Genoa, Italy, had no idea that he just wanted to share the joy of the upcoming meeting with his good friend, but in the end, everything went back to the starting point.

While Brazil, the United Kingdom and the United States were discussing and communicating, what was our classmate Fang Lang doing? Of course, he was enjoying the blessing of having many people!

On the third day after Fang Lang returned to Genoa, after handing over the prisoners, arranging the maintenance of the House and the new submarine, and arranging vacations for the crew, he received a message from the port sentry that someone was looking for him.

When Fang Lang arrived outside the military port, he saw a black Fiat car parked on the side of the road. Just as Fang Lang was wondering who was looking for him, the car door opened and two young and energetic girls jumped out.

It was Lilith and Weiwei'an, the two girls that Fang Lang had been thinking about. When Fang Lang was hesitating whether to go up and hug that girl first, the two girls had already rushed into Fang Lang's arms together.

Fang Lang was almost knocked to the ground. Feeling the soft bodies of the two girls, Fang Lang was so comfortable that he almost moaned. Two different fragrances came from his nose, and Fang Lang suddenly felt that there was no regret in his life.

The scene in front of him caused the American soldiers entering and leaving the port to whistle continuously, but Fang Lang seemed to hear nothing.

He just quietly felt the warmth and softness in his arms. When the three of them were hugging each other in front of the naval port without caring about anything else, Mr. Cockburn, who got out of the driver's seat of the car parked on the side of the road, couldn't bear it anymore.

He honked the car horn to wake Fang Lang from his gentle state. Looking at his father-in-law who looked a little ugly, Fang Lang smiled awkwardly but politely and nodded.

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Looking down at the two girls who were still hugging him tightly and refusing to let go, Fang Lang reached out and slapped their plump buttocks. The two screamed and jumped out of Fang Lang's arms in a hurry.

Looking at the girls with red faces and pouting expressions, Fang Lang laughed and said:

"Lilith, Vivian, long time no see, I missed you so much!"

The two also smiled sweetly: "Fang, you are finally back, we missed you so much."

Just as the three of them were about to hug each other again, Mr. Coburn's angry voice came from the side:

"Lilith, Vivian, get in the car."

When Fang Lang heard his father-in-law's obviously dissatisfied voice, he didn't mind. He put his arms around the two people's slender waists and walked towards Coburn's car.

He came to Coburn and called him "Uncle."

He let the two girls sit in the back seat, reluctantly rejected the girls' invitation to sit in the back seat together, opened the passenger door and sat in.

He didn't sit in the back, not because he didn't want to, nor because there wasn't enough space in the back of the car. He was really worried that Mr. Coburn would not be able to help but beat him up, and he didn't think he had the willpower to make his hands obey his commands.

It seems that it is very necessary for me to hire a special driver so that I can sit in the back seat and be intimate with the girls without any worries.

Fang Lang was sitting in the passenger seat, turning his head to look lovingly at the two girls he loved, without saying a word, just admiring lovingly the two girls' beautiful smiling faces and the graceful figures that were visible under their dresses.

It’s not that Fang Lang had nothing to say, it’s just that the man next to him was the father of two girls, and some of the corny love words were obviously not suitable for him to learn.

After watching for a while, the two girls were already filled with lust and their faces became charming and beautiful. Then, Mr. Cockburn's helpless voice sighed in his ears:

"You guys can go and have fun by yourselves! I'm going back to work."

After saying that, he dropped his car keys, picked up his hat, and turned away. It seemed that he couldn't stand the strong hormonal atmosphere between the few people.

After hearing what Mr. Coburn said, they were stunned at first, and then the eyes of the three of them began to shine.

Fang Lang was not polite and got out of the car directly to the driver's seat, and did not forget to say to Mr. Coburn:

"Uncle, please be safe! Don't worry! I will take good care of them."

Mr. Cockburn didn't even turn his head, just waved his hand and left.

Seeing that Mr. Coburn did not turn back, Fang Lang turned into the cab without hesitation. When he turned around, he found that the two girls had moved closer to him.

Fang Lang hugged the two girls and kissed them. As for who to kiss first, he didn't know. He would kiss whoever was closer to him. They were all his women, so treating them differently was not conducive to unity! It was so dark that Fang Lang almost suffocated.

After a long while, the three people calmed down, started the car and began to look for a restaurant where they could eat.

"Lilith, don't you have to go to work?"

"I resigned. The hospital was full of soldiers who had been evacuated from the battlefield. They were like hungry wolves. It was too dangerous. So my mother asked me to go home."

Fang Lang could imagine the scene that Lilith described, and couldn't help but admire his mother-in-law's foresight. The American soldiers were not good men and women.

"That's good. My Lilith is so beautiful. It would be a huge loss for me if someone else looked at her for even a second. My mother-in-law is really thoughtful. I have to thank her."

Listening to Fang Lang's love words, Lilith said shyly:

"It's just too boring to stay at home. It's very chaotic outside now, and I don't know when things will return to normal."

He reached out and touched Lilith's delicate face and said:

"The war is over, and life will get better soon. The next two years may still be difficult, but don't worry, I'll take care of everything. My father-in-law and I will take good care of everyone. Vivian, how about you? Aren't you going to class?"

Wei Weian on the side smiled and said:

"I've asked for leave! But I'll be graduating soon. Can I continue to study at university?"

Hearing Wei Wei'an's words, Fang Lang smiled and said:

"Of course, I will pay for all your tuition. I wonder if our Vivian has decided which school to apply to?"

In fact, most foreign girls are relatively independent and are unlikely to spend a man's money directly. However, Italy is a special case now, with poor economic conditions and a frighteningly high unemployment rate.

Moreover, the sisters have basically established their relationship with Fang Lang, and their parents are supportive. Therefore, Fang Lang's offer to pay for the tuition will not be a surprise to the two girls.

Wei Wei An was very happy to hear Fang Lang support her idea and was willing to show support for his studies.

"I like beautiful clothes and want to study fashion design at E**OD, the Paris Haute Couture School in France. Is that okay?"

Weiwei's words made Fang Lang stunned:

"Is there already a fashion school at this time? It seems that comprehensive universities rarely offer this major? Is the school you mentioned good?"

This really can't be blamed on Fang Lang. After all, men don't know much about the clothing industry.

Of course, with China's reform and opening up, garment manufacturing has become the industry with the lowest technical threshold among labor-intensive enterprises. Various small workshop-style garment factories have sprung up everywhere, and many professional colleges and universities focusing on fashion design have also begun to emerge in China.

But in his previous life, Fang Lang had transported a lot of clothes and studied navigation, so he was completely clueless about this industry! When he suddenly heard about such a school in the 1940s, he was stunned.

After hearing Fang Lang's words, Wei Wei'an pouted and said unhappily:

"This is the world's first professional fashion design school. It was founded in 1841 and is still the best fashion design school in the world."

Looking at Wei Wei's pouting little mouth, Fang Lang's mouth felt a little dry. After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he smiled and said:

"Wow! Our Vivian is really amazing. She knows more than I do. I am too ignorant. Let me give you my full support. If you succeed in your studies, I will fund you to set up your own clothing brand in Paris, France."

The little girl, who was pouting at first, screamed in surprise when she heard that Fang Lang was willing to invest in her to set up his own clothing brand:

"Fang, is it true? You are so kind, Mu. I love you so much."

Fang Lang's face immediately had a fiery red lip print. Fang Lang smiled and said:

"Of course it's true. How about naming this brand after you, Vivian?"

"Ah! Sister, did you hear that? Vivian, I will have my own clothing brand soon."

Lilith looked at her sister who was holding her and shaking, and smiled helplessly:

"Okay, I heard you. Vivian's brand clothing."

Then Lilith turned to the other party and said:

"Honey, is this really okay? After all, Vivian is still so young."

"It's okay. I believe Vivian will succeed. I see that Vivian's outfits are very beautiful. She must have a talent for this."