193: Chapter 193: All Sisters Clear the Game, An Absurd Morning Team Battle

The waves that night were indeed unbelievably huge.

Ferry No. 819 pitched and rolled wildly in the ocean.

Yet, the sound of metal scraping from the ship's hull couldn't drown out the blush-inducing commotion coming from the captain's quarters.

Alcohol truly is the best tool for breaking down defenses.

Xia Xin, who usually speaks with a touch of formality, completely let loose tonight.

Perhaps she had been holding back for too long, or maybe she was spurred on by her two younger sisters' progress.

Once the eldest sister goes wild, her explosive power is like a fuel depot igniting.

Following the release of crimson, the two moved from the cold floor-to-ceiling window to the steamy bathroom, and then to the leather sofa left in utter disarray.

Chen Du somewhat suspected, did this girl secretly learn some Berserker skills?

That madness hidden beneath gentleness was as intoxicating as a peach!

...

Daybreak arrived.

The sea breeze hadn't calmed.

Waves crashed against the ship's side, making quite a racket.

Sunlight slipped through the narrow gap in the curtains, dancing on that white shirt torn to shreds.

A few wicker chairs lay overturned on the floor, traces left from the 'battlefield' shifting last night.

Chen Du leaned against the headboard, a cigarette pinched between his fingers.

Amidst the swirling smoke, he squinted slightly, his gaze sweeping over the mound of blankets beside him.

Xia Xin was curled up like a kitten retreating into its shell.

Only a shoulder was exposed, dazzlingly white, still bearing a few ambiguous red marks.

She was pretending to be asleep.

Her eyelashes fluttered lightly; she clearly hadn't figured out how to face this morning after 'a drunken indiscretion'.

Beep—

The electronic lock chimed.

On this ship, besides Chen Du, only Xia Mo, who held the secondary card access, could enter without knocking.

The door was pushed open.

Two nearly identical, slender figures sauntered in.

Xia Lai, walking in front, wore a pink silk robe with the sash tied loosely, holding two cups of warm milk.

Her beautiful eyes swept around the room, a mischievous smirk playing at the corner of her lips, clearly enjoying the spectacle.

Xia Mo followed behind, carrying a brand new dress.

Her expression was calm, as if she were just here for a routine check.

"Well, well, the Captain must be exhausted,"

Xia Lai plopped down on the sofa, openly eyeing the curves revealed from under the blanket.

"I was wondering why our eldest sister seemed to vanish into thin air last night. So she snuck here for some 'make-up lessons'?"

"Tsk tsk, the battle looks pretty fierce!"

The 'cocoon' under the blanket stiffened abruptly.

Those shameless scenes from last night—

Begging for a hug in the hallway, rubbing against the sofa, and those moans that changed pitch...

All came flooding back.

Xia Xin finally couldn't hold it in anymore. She let out a muffled cry from under the covers, desperately yanking the blanket corner over her head.

"Don't look! You brats, get out! Get out now!"

Through the thick down comforter came the eldest sister's voice, choked with shame and fury, on the verge of tears.

"Calling for help now? A bit late for that, sis,"

Xia Lai chuckled and tugged at the edge of the blanket.

"Last night in the hallway, who was it wearing the Captain's clothes, mumbling about 'catching up on progress'?"

"You sounded like you were enjoying yourself quite a bit. I even recorded it. Want me to help jog your memory?"

"Xia Lai! Don't you dare say another word! I'll tear your mouth off!"

Xia Xin's furious roar came from beneath the covers.

Chen Du flicked the cigarette ash, watching the chaotic scene before him.

Satisfying.

The three Xia sisters were now all cleared.

This feeling of control, sitting at the pinnacle of power, possessing the ultimate triple treasure—this is what survival in the apocalypse is about!

"Alright, stop teasing her before she cries,"

Chen Du put down the cigarette, a doting yet domineering smile on his lips.

His long arm reached out, scooping up Xia Xin, cocoon and all, into his embrace.

At the same time, his other hand clamped onto the wrist of the gleefully gloating Xia Lai.

He gave a sharp tug!

"Ah!"

Losing her balance, Xia Lai shrieked and tumbled onto the bed.

The collar of her robe gaped open.

Her proud assets pressed down without reservation, astonishingly soft.

Some milk sloshed out.

It splashed right onto her upper thigh, a stark white patch.

"Seems Second Sister wants to make progress too?"

Chen Du smirked mischievously, "Since you've delivered yourself to my doorstep, you're not leaving."

Xia Lai shuddered.

She was originally a 'curved' one who liked to tease pretty girls, with no interest in smelly men.

But at this moment,

Being pinned down by this man who had just conquered her eldest sister, her legs went weak.

"Stop... stop messing around!"

"Are you some kind of beast? Weren't you done tormenting Big Sis last night... You're going non-stop?"

Chen Du raised an eyebrow, a playful glint in his eyes:

"Can't be helped. Who told you three sisters look so much alike?"

He turned his head to look at Xia Mo, who was standing by the bed pretending to be aloof.

"Come here."

Chen Du crooked a finger.

Xia Mo didn't speak.

She simply put down the clothes, kicked off her slippers, and slipped gracefully into the crook of his other arm like a sleek black cat.

Now the set was complete.

For a moment, the entire large bed was filled with a tangle of jade-like limbs.

Laughter, playful scuffles, pleas for mercy, and Xia Lai's signature coquettish complaints filled the air.

Amidst her younger sisters' antics, Xia Xin's sense of shame gradually dissipated.

Absurd? Utterly absurd.

But in this precarious world, being able to huddle in the same embrace with your closest loved ones—that was the greatest sense of security.

...

Outside the door.

Several heads were pressed against the door panel like a stack of bricks.

"Shh—! Stop pushing!"

Squatting by the door crack, Ye Qiu's beautiful eyes were filled with jealousy and curiosity.

"My goodness... what kind of outrageous talk is this? Non-stop? Is the Captain planning to take on three at once?"

Hugging a large pillow, An Nuonuo's little face was red enough to drip blood.

Her talent was [Air Control]; no subtle vibration within a hundred-meter radius could escape her ears.

"The Captain... the Captain's heartbeat is so strong... and... and Big Sis seems to have stopped struggling again..."

The Little loli's voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

Beside her, Li Yaozhi stood with her arms crossed, her long legs elegantly intertwined.

She appeared calm, but the coin in her hand was spinning frantically.

Ting.

Heads up.

"What does the divination say?" Zhou Qian whispered from behind, huddled back.

"Great fortune."

Li Yaozhi pushed her black-framed glasses up the bridge of her nose, a flash of fervor in her eyes.

"It seems the competition for tonight's duty roster will be quite fierce."

"Think bigger, sisters."

Xiao Ai chimed in from the side, adding fuel to the fire:

"With the Captain's stamina, he'll spread his favor to everyone sooner or later. The urgent matter now is... has Liu Ting finished brewing the oyster and leek soup over there?"

"For a team battle of this intensity, without some logistical support, I'm afraid the Captain might get drained dry."

Biting her handkerchief, Xiao Ai grumbled resentfully, "If only I had worn that white shirt last night! What a miscalculation!"

The women outside the door each harbored their own thoughts, while the springtime atmosphere inside grew even more intense.

Chen Du extricated himself from the tangle of pink arms and jade legs and sat up.

Bare-chested, he walked to the massive floor-to-ceiling window and yanked the curtains open.

Blinding sunlight poured in, illuminating several fresh scratch marks on his back.

"All of you, listen up! Whoever is peeking through the window, I will punish her severely!"