my sister is bismarck

If nothing happened, how could it be possible to answer so quickly?

Zhou Ming pretended to be calm, and the expression on his face tightened little by little: "Sister, you have to trust me! Nothing really happened between me and the proprietress!"

"Well, I definitely believe you." Bismarck looked at Zhou Ming and smiled slightly, "I was suddenly a little curious, how did you get Yixian and the Royal Ark..."

After a pause, she continued: "It's still early, would you mind talking to me about what happened today?"

Although there are some things she has learned from Lexington.

Zhou Ming glanced out the window, then fell silent.

It was dark outside the window, except for the faint light of the street lamp standing by the road.

Okay, since my sister said it's still early, it's still early.

It just so happens that he can't sleep now...

Zhou Ming thought for a while, then coughed lightly: "Then I'll start talking when I get out of the dormitory in the morning."

After organizing his language, Zhou Ming talked about what happened today at a slow pace.

Bismarck's legs curled up, his hands hugged his knees, his blue eyes stared at Zhou Ming, and he listened quietly.

The only voice in the small room was Zhou Ming's voice, nothing else.

One is the lobbyist and the other is the listener.

"...Thanks to the Royal Ark, I went to the Gendarmerie as a guest again this afternoon, and received several hours of education along the way. Sister, you may not believe it, but the Royal Ark and the Gendarmerie Captain Maryland are actually good friends."

Speaking of this, Zhou Ming paused for a moment, with emotion on his face, "If Teacher Maryland hadn't said this to me, I would have thought it was a joke."

"kindness."

Bismarck also nodded in agreement.

She reached out and pulled the folded quilt over to cover her newly stretched legs, then turned to look at Zhou Ming: "Are you cold? Do you need to cover yourself with the quilt? Or take a rest?"

Zhou Ming's well-organized words in his mind were suddenly interrupted. He was slightly taken aback, then shook his head: "No, no, no, I'll go back to the sofa to sleep later."

Bismarck nodded slightly: "En."

She didn't continue to force it.

Am I missing something?

Glancing indistinctly at his sister who was covered by the quilt, Zhou Ming subconsciously shook his head, pushing out the bold ideas that hadn't yet come into being.

Without thinking about other things, he quickly summed up what happened afterwards: "After coming out of the gendarmerie, he didn't go far, and then the lady boss...is Miss Yixian, I feel like she's been waiting My appearance. After I came out, she also took the initiative to sign a contract with her. Then I came back."

He deliberately downplayed what happened after he left the gendarmerie—he was kissed or something, so don't tell his sister.

He is a man who wants face.

Bismarck blinked and looked at Zhou Ming suspiciously: "It's over?"

Zhou Ming nodded, although his heart kept beating, but his face remained calm: "Well, it's over."

Although what Zhou Ming said was quite specific to what she learned in Lexington, did she care about these things?

Bismarck tilted his head: "Is there nothing else you want to add?"

"Supplement?" Zhou Ming frowned, trying to think back, but quickly shook his head, and replied with some uncertainty, "There should be no more?"

Bismarck stared at Zhou Ming without blinking: "You haven't said the most important thing yet."

Zhou Ming became more and more nervous, his body tensed quietly, subconsciously held his breath and stared at Bismarck, lest she ask the question he wanted to avoid.

After a short pause, Bismarck asked, "I'm curious about why Ark Royal and Yixian took the initiative to conclude a contract with you?"

"call……"

Zhou Ming breathed a sigh of relief, his tense body relaxed, and he spread out his hands with a helpless expression on his face: "I want to know the answer to this question too, but no one told me."

"Oh." Bismarck nodded and asked again, "Then did you guess?"

Zhou Ming shook his head again: "No."

Before he had time to do the act of fishing for the boat, he managed to catch two wives out of nowhere.

Even if it was a guess, he didn't know which direction to guess.

"That's it," Bismarck nodded lightly, a moment of hesitation flashed in her blue eyes, and she coughed lightly after her eyes inadvertently collided with Zhou Ming's, "Your performance today is good and worthy of praise. But the distance Your dream is still far away, so you have to work harder, you know?"

... Do I still have a chance to change my dream now?

The corner of Zhou Ming's mouth twitched slightly. If his sister didn't mention it, he would have almost forgotten the dream he said casually.

Looking at his sister's serious face, he suddenly chuckled, "I see."

Forget it, let's work a little bit towards this casual dream - he just doesn't want to disappoint his sister, of course, if his sister can praise him a few more words, it's pretty good.

He didn't forget to say: "Of course, I don't want to see who my sister is?"

Bismarck glanced at Zhou Ming, and shook his head in a funny but helpless way: "You..."

"What's wrong with me?" Zhou Ming blinked, looking a little puzzled, "I'm telling the truth!"

Bismarck raised his right hand subconsciously, and when he wanted to touch Zhou Ming's head, he suddenly realized that something was wrong—the younger brother had grown up, and he was no longer the little guy who could rub his head casually.

For a moment, her raised right hand froze in the air.

Seeing this, Zhou Ming took the initiative to hold Bismarck's right hand, put it on his head, and asked deliberately: "Sister, it should feel good, right?"

After rubbing Zhou Ming's head, Bismarck withdrew his right hand: "...It's far from before."

After a pause, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly: "However, the hand feels good now."

Zhou Ming smiled, but did not speak.

The smile was fleeting, and Bismarck regained his composure: "Okay, it's getting late, go and have a rest."

"Well, sister, you should go to bed earlier, don't play games too late at night."

Zhou Ming stood up and instructed Bismarck.

But after seeing his sister's expression, he knew that her sister didn't listen, so he shook his head helplessly and turned to leave the room.

When Zhou Ming just opened the door of the room, Bismarck suddenly stopped him: "Oh, by the way, speaking of it, how did you and Yixian conclude the contract?"

With his back to Bismarck, Zhou Ming's expression froze.

Cardiopulmonary arrest.Hearing that the question that he consciously avoided was suddenly brought up by his sister, Zhou Ming almost didn't tense his face.

I thought my sister would ignore this matter, but I didn't expect to be asked about it just before he left the room.

"What should I do?"

Zhou Ming swallowed, and a drop of cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

This isn't an unanswerable question, it's just... a bit difficult to say.

Could it be that he wants to tell his sister that the reason why your brother signed a contract with Yixian is because she kissed him forcibly?

If other people find out about this, especially my sister, who knows what his bosom brother will look like in my sister's eyes!

So, absolutely don't let my sister know!

"The contract was concluded in a very ordinary way, well, it was over before I realized it."

Zhou Ming turned around, tried his best to be natural, and looked at Bismarck pretending to be puzzled: "Sister, why are you asking this?"

"Just curious." Bismarck explained casually, his blue eyes staring at Zhou Ming, "So, why is ordinary ordinary?"

The tone is cold and flat.

"That's it..." Zhou Ming's tone was vague, "It should be similar to the way other commanders sign contracts with ship girls... Well, it's getting late, and there's still class tomorrow morning, so I'll go to bed first. Elder sister also needs to rest early!"

He waved to Bismarck and quickly slipped out of the room.

Bismarck opened his mouth, but before she could speak, the door of the room was closed by Zhou Ming.

She couldn't help but shook her head helplessly, her eyes flickering with thoughtful light: "It's similar to the way other commanders conclude contracts, so what kind of way is that?"

Did you mean kiss?

In Bismarck's mind came the words he had accidentally heard from other ship girls chatting, thoughtfully.

In front of the closed room door, Zhou Ming held his breath and carefully listened to the sounds in the room with his ears up.

heard nothing.

"call……"

He breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and his tense mind also relaxed.

At this time, he belatedly realized that his heart was beating fast.

"It's okay, it's okay, let's fool it for now..."

Although Zhou Ming also knows that his sister will know about his forced kiss sooner or later, but it can still be delayed for a while now.

Zhou Ming let out a long sigh, and walked towards the sofa: "Sleep and sleep, I'm really tired today."

Be it physically or mentally.

He walked towards the sofa, his steps being consciously lightened.

But before Zhou Ming walked to the sofa, a slight sound broke the quiet atmosphere and reached his ears—it was the sound of the room door opening.

But he just came out of his sister's room just now, which means...

Zhou Ming subconsciously turned his head to look at Z46's room.

It was also at the moment when he suddenly cast his gaze away that the door of Z46 was slowly opened, and the soft light spilled from the room to the living room as the door gradually opened.

The petite girl walked out of the room in a daze, stepping on her slippers.

Zhou Ming looked at Z46 who woke up suddenly with some astonishment: "Miss tour guide?"

As if Z46 didn't hear Zhou Ming's words, he staggered towards Zhou Ming's direction.

Suddenly, her foot slipped and she fell to the ground.

Zhou Ming was startled by this sudden change, he made two steps out of three, quickly hugged Z46, and heaved a sigh of relief in his heart: "It's okay, it's okay."

Glancing at Z46, which was still unresponsive, and seeing the sleeping face, Zhou Ming couldn't laugh or cry.

If you fall asleep, just lie on the bed and sleep well, otherwise what should you do if you get hurt somewhere?

Zhou Ming carefully picked up Z46 like a princess, and walked to Z46's room.

"Mr. Manjiu..."

An imperceptible murmur suddenly reached Zhou Ming's ears, and the next moment his body was hugged.

Zhou Ming stopped, looked at Z46 suspiciously, and called out cautiously, "Miss Tour Guide?"

Z46 didn't respond, and hugging Zhou Ming seemed to be her unconscious behavior.

If you listen carefully, Zhou Ming can even hear a slight snort.

"I really fell asleep..."

He sighed helplessly, walked into Z46's room and carefully placed Z46 on the bed, carefully loosened her hands hugging his body and covered her with the quilt again.

Zhou Ming gave Z46 a "vicious" look, and said harshly in a low voice: "There will be no next time for such a service!"

He turned around to walk out of the room.

The moment Zhou Ming turned around, Z46 whispered vaguely into his ears: "...I like Mr. Manjiu the most."

Zhou Ming paused, glanced sideways at Z46 who was already asleep on the bed, and then sighed softly from the bottom of his heart.

Forget it, who made her so cute?

"Good night."

The lights in the room went out, followed by a soft knock, and the door was also gently closed.

The light of the bright moon hanging high fell into the room from the window, and the slight snorting sound that had been ringing did not know when it stopped.

The tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, the yellow pupils were crystal clear, and a smile bloomed on the pretty face.

"Good night, Mr. Manjiu!"

Zhou Ming lay on the sofa, covered the quilt and slowly closed his eyes.

Today is really tiring...