Vol 2 Chapter 90: . . . Previous

　　 Now that he said he wanted to help, Lexington also began to think about who he wanted to tell Richelieu about.
"First of all, the big ship is definitely not available. Originally Richelieu was in anger. If she invites another big ship over, she will probably just hold on to the idea of'I will go to see the admiral tomorrow anyway. I just have a good time today.' Just move his hand. So I can only find a boat, but who should I find?..." Lexington muttered to himself, tapping the table in front of him with his slender fingers.
　　 She knows her charm very well, and at the same time expresses her obedience to Governor Jupiter's request to let her and all the ship women related to her appear in the final stage. Because she knew that just like Governor Juefeng said, if she and her family were the first to appear on the stage, there might be nothing to do with the other ship maidens. (PS: Mainly if Mrs. Lie came out, it is almost impossible to write later... For details, please refer to Dafeng's God of Ship Lost.)
　　Although she was very dissatisfied with Missouri's previous actions, Lexington still had a headache because she caused trouble for herself and the American ship Nyonya.
　　 While Lexington was thinking, Phelps gently pushed open the door. She whispered to Lexington, who was facing her back, "Mrs. Lex?"
　　 Finding that Lexington did not reply, instead it seemed that he hadn't heard it. Phelps raised his voice slightly: "Mrs. Rowe?"
　　 "Huh? It's Phelps! What can you do for me?" Lexington asked with a smile at Phelps after he recovered.
"Um... It's such a Mrs. Lexington. Now it's time for dinner. Miss Saratoga asked me to ask you what is today's recipe?" Phelps asked Lexington softly. Tao.
　　 "Hmm...Let me think about it..." Lexington thought for a moment, and was about to talk to Phelps about today's recipe arrangement, but suddenly there was an inspiration in her mind, and she seemed to think she had found a candidate.
　　 "The recipe is the same as last week, but Phelps, I have a task for you now. What do you think?" Lexington smiled at Phelps and continued.
"Huh? Can I also do the task? I... Will I fail? Or... Or should I go on an expedition with others?" Phelps hesitated for a moment, and then weakened. Said.
　　 Hearing the tone of Phelps's words, Lexington immediately confirmed his thoughts. She gave Phelps a gentle smile and said: "Phelps, this is a task I personally give you! Don't you want to accept it?"
　　 "I...I...Well, I will try." Phelps thought for a while hesitantly, then nodded and said.
　　 "Bingo! Good boy, come, come to my sister, my sister and you will tell you what to do later!" Lexington snapped his fingers, and then pulled Phelps to whisper in her ear.
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"...Come out! I dare not admit it, right? Missouri ran away, but she can run. The monk can't run the temple! I don't believe you can also run with Missouri!" Richelieu is still stuck in the US battleship. The door of the mother's dormitory shouted at them.
　　 "Squeak~~~."
　　 The door of the American battleship mother’s dormitory suddenly opened a small crack.
　　‘Why do they want to do it with me again? A wave of information floated through Richelieu's mind.
　　 In order to prevent people from being caught off guard like the one-to-two last time, she directly took the lead in launching her own ship outfit.
　　 Eight 380mm naval guns aimed directly at the door.
"Ah~~~! That...that...Miss Richelieu...Miss Richelieu...please...please don't be nervous...!" One and Lexing came out behind the door Dun has a small head with the same flaxen hair.
　　 Richey took a closer look, and then heaved a sigh of relief. As she put away the ship, she asked in a dumb voice at the door: "It's Phelps! Why are you here? Listen to my sister, be good, go and play with them! This is the private grudge of my sisters. , Don't inquire!"
"That...Miss Richelieu, I am...I am..." Phelps saw Richelieu's red eyes and an angry face he had never seen before, originally Lexington The words that were well explained were suddenly forgotten.
　　 "Is there something to ask my sister?" Richelieu asked in a slow voice.
"Ah! Yes... Yes... Yes! I just came to play with Little Washington, and then... Then I heard Miss Richelieu you... You... You... You shouted outside. Those..." Phelps stammered to Richelieu.
"Uh..."
　　 Richelieu's face flushed suddenly, but the messy hair blocked the redness on his face, and Phelps did not see it.
She squatted down, trying to make the expression on her face as kind as possible: "Phelps, what's the matter with your sister? Did your sister scare you and Little Washington just now? I'm very sorry! It's just that Your Missouri, I did something to my sister that made me really, very, very angry. My sister just planned to shout here for a few days~EbookFREE.me~ I didn't expect to scare you and Little Washington. I'm very sorry! "
"No... It's not like this... Miss Richelieu, I... I and Little Washington also think... Miss Missouri's approach is too much. So... So we can all be in your mood. Understand..." Phelps looked at Richelieu and said timidly.
　　 Richelieu smiled bitterly when he saw Phelps's timid look. She knew that it was her behavior of blocking the door for a week in a row that scared Phelps, who was not very courageous.
　　‘Now I guess Phelps really can’t stand it anymore, otherwise she wouldn’t come out on her own with her character. She thought.
　　 In addition, today's goal has been achieved, she nodded to Phelps and said: "Now... Little Phelps, it's not good for sister. My sister apologizes to you here!"
　　 "No...! Don't apologize to me..." Phelpston said flatteredly.
"It's okay, little Phelps, my sister is going back now. My sister will be able to see the admiral tomorrow, so I will go back to take a good bath and sleep again. Well, let's forget about the previous grievances. !" Richelieu stretched out his hand and gently touched Phelps's head twice, then got up and walked out of the dormitory of the American warship.
　　 "Huh~~~ As expected, the family is amazing! Even the smallest of them, Richelieu has to sell her a bit of thin noodles." Maryland, who was peeping through the window upstairs, was relieved when he saw Richelieu going out.
"Okay, Maryland, anyway, the time we have passed is still far behind. Hurry up and take care of the injury. After we are done, do you think we should find someone to settle the accounts?" Washington grinned again and changed his left leg. Said to Maryland.
"of course!"