Putting down the game console, Beizhai hurriedly hugged Bismarck's thigh: "Hey, sister, I don't want it!"

"If you don't want anything to happen to your game console, hurry up and think of a program for me!" Bismarck knocked on Ti Zi's head and glared at him.

Rolling his eyes, Bei Zhai waved his hand confidently: "How about we play role-playing."

Speaking of this, Ti Zi quickly became excited.

Getting up from the ground on hands and knees, Beizhai opened the wardrobe and took out the clothes at the bottom.

"Sister, you can play the role of a little kitten. The Admiral will definitely like it!" Bei Zhai held up a particularly revealing outfit with a proud expression on his face.

Tail, mouthball!

After seeing clearly what was inside the suit, Bismarck raised his hand and patted Tizi on the head: "Role-playing, I call you role-playing. Can you think of something reliable to pay attention to?"

It's not that Bismarck hates role-playing, it's just that the clothes in Bei Zhai's hands are too revealing. She can't wear them, and she doesn't allow her sister to wear them.

"Sister, please don't get angry. There are other reasons why you are not satisfied with this." He squatted on the ground with his head in his hands and said plausibly: "Besides, it's not like you don't know that the admiral also likes this kind of thing."

Pulling back his hand, Bismarck said angrily: "Then can't you choose a more normal set of clothes?"

The admiral really liked this, so Bismarck agreed to the Beizhai proposal.

Role-playing is also a good program, as long as it's not so revealing.

"Normal?"

Lifting his head and peeking at Bismarck, Bei Zhai looked at a loss.

In her mind, this outfit was very normal and there was nothing wrong with it.

After all, they are biological sisters. Bismarck still knows Ti Zi very well. Seeing Bei Zhai's expression, she reminded her in a low voice: "Be normal, just don't be so exposed."

"So it's this!" Bei Zhai suddenly realized: "Sister, I guarantee that the admiral will like this suit."

"Um?!"

Not giving up when he saw the problem, Bismarck couldn't help but raise his arms.

"Don't fight, I have other clothes!" With a smile, Tizi hurriedly ran to the closet and rummaged through it.

After a while, she came over with two sets of clothes: "Sister, what do you think of these two sets?"

After taking a sneak glance, Bismarck breathed a sigh of relief.

This time Tizi didn't come up with any weird costumes, just two sets of very normal outfits, one was a pink nurse uniform, and the other was a black and white maid uniform.

"Sister, why don't you give it a try?"

Holding the two sets of clothes in front of Bismarck's eyes, Bei Zhai looked expectant.

This is a rare opportunity for my sister to play role-playing openly.

"Is it okay? The Admiral will like such a performance?" Bismarck blinked, still looking hesitant.

It's not that Bismarck had never worn these clothes before. She had worn them when her sister was the lonely Queen of the North, but at that time there were only two of them, and they didn't have to perform on stage like they do now.

"Men, they just like this kind of temptation!" Beizhai pursed his lips and looked like he had seen through the admiral: "Besides, these clothes are normal. If you look at the reputation and counterattack, why don't you just fill the garrison with maids every day?

, I didn’t see either of them feeling embarrassed.”

"That's what I say, but I'm still embarrassed." Thinking of the two companions' usual attire, Bismarck nodded, but still didn't make up his mind.

Seeing this, Beizhao took Bismarck's arm and advised: "Why don't you just change clothes? This is a normal thing. Besides, I will also go on stage."

After some convincing, Bismarck agreed to put it on for a look.

"Sister, you are great!" Looking at Bismarck in a nurse's uniform, Bei Zhai's eyes shone brightly.

Bismarck was holding the collar with one hand and pulling down the skirt with the other hand. His strong legs were tightly closed, and a trace of flush appeared on his face as he said weakly: "Didn't you say these are normal clothes? Why are the skirts so short?"

"Do you understand the benefits?" Waving his hand, Bei Zhai educated his sister in an old-fashioned way: "Cosplay costumes are always a little different. Besides, they only expose two-thirds of your thighs. Your usual ship uniforms are also different.

It’s the same.”

"That's different!"

Raising his head, Bismarck's ears lay limply on his head, and he made a weak quibble.

"Oh, don't worry about these details." Waving his hand, Beizhai dragged out a syringe as high as one person from the corner: "Here, hold this and let me take a look."

Bismarck was at a loss as he held the extra-large syringe that was stuffed into him.

"Well, I feel like I almost missed something!" Beizhai stroked his chin and walked back and forth around his sister.

"Meow?!"

After raising his head and looking this way, Oscar lowered his head again and changed his position to continue sleeping on his stomach. Bei Zhai's eyes lit up.

"Sister, follow me!" He held his hands like claws at the corners of his mouth, and Bei Zhai softly called out: "Meow~!"

His face turned red, Bismarck raised his hand again, and finally threw the syringe aside and said, "No, no, I can't do it."

As the iron-blooded Prime Minister Bismarck, she would never allow herself to show such weakness.

"Sister, do you still want to win?" Bei Zhai leaned over and said with a smile: "Anyway, I'm going to perform a role play. If you don't want to, sister, just think of a role yourself."

She picked up the maid's uniform that was thrown on the ground and started gesturing with the straps on her body.

She wanted to wear the cat costume, but she had to give up because she had to report for the show in Lexington, and her sister wouldn't agree with it.

…

"Hey, Kaga!" Putting down the snacks, Chicheng asked worriedly: "What do you think would be a good performance at our New Year's Day party?"

"Why, you also want to win?" Kagami paused in raising the wine bottle and asked.

Wiping his mouth gracefully, Chicheng said without thinking: "What a blessing it is to have the admiral accompany me for a day. Don't tell me you don't want to do this."

"I've thought about it, but we don't have a good program." Taking a sip of wine irritably, Kagami went straight to the core of the problem.

As a ship girl, the duo of eating and drinking is undoubtedly excellent, but when it comes to performances, this makes it difficult for the two ship girls. Putting aside fighting, what the two are best at is eating and drinking. Is it possible?

Going up to a show to eat and drink?

"Yes, we only know how to eat and drink!" Chicheng grabbed his hair and kept repeating the words "eat, eat, drink and drink."

After taking a sip of wine, Kagami said unwillingly: "Let's just eat and drink in the audience and watch the show by the way."

"Yes, we can perform eating and drinking!"

He raised his head suddenly and stared directly at Kaga: "I remember the admiral told me that he had seen people who specialized in eating and drinking."

"Is there a need to perform while eating and drinking?" Kaga blinked and looked confused.
Chapter completed!