Chapter 337: Belfast's Action

Commander, hurry up and eat, Belfast has already brought the food back a long time ago; if you don't eat now, the food will get cold.

Guanghui walked up to Qin Ge, who was writing furiously, and said gently.

But what came back was Qin Ge not even lifting his head, saying, "No rush, I'm at a critical point now; wait a moment."

Guanghui looked at the extremely serious Qin Ge, sighed silently; this wasn't actually the first time she'd come to call him, but Qin Ge always responded like this.

"Commander, writing a book isn't something that can be done overnight; it must take a long time to accomplish."

But during this process, the body is also very important; one must first take care of one's health and eat on time in order to have the energy to finish writing these things.

If you delay eating for the sake of immediate progress, your body won't be able to take it. I also hope Commander will remember this, put down your work as soon as possible, and eat first. Guanghui said.

"Just wait a moment more, it'll really be done soon. Guanghui, go eat your own meal first; you don't need to worry about me for now—I really will be there in a moment." Qin Ge said this, but still didn't lift his head.

Guanghui had no choice but to withdraw.

When she came outside, she saw Belfast standing outside Qin Ge's House Door.

"Master hasn't come out yet, Miss Guanghui?" Belfast asked.

"Not yet, Commander keeps saying he still needs a moment; he's at a critical point in his writing. So I still shouldn't interrupt him, I can only wait a bit longer and come back to call him." Guanghui said these words while turning her head toward the door, obviously feeling helpless.

Other shipgirls are angry because their commanders are lazy, but here it's the opposite—it's because my commander is too diligent, to the point that I have to worry about his health.

Belfast nodded, "Miss Guanghui, go ahead and get busy; I'll take care of what comes next."

"Belfast, do you have any way?" Guanghui asked doubtfully.

"Of course, I'll go in to persuade the master." Belfast smiled mysteriously.

Guanghui felt a bit doubtful seeing this, but didn't ask anything, after all Belfast is the Royal Head Maid, surely she wouldn't do anything improper.

Thus, as Guanghui walked toward the rest area, Belfast fixed her gaze on Qin Ge's door, with a hint of a mysterious smile, and directly pushed open the door that Guanghui had opened when she came out, and she also brought along.

Inside the room, Qin Ge was currently writing furiously, completely unaware that Belfast had already opened his House Door again.

Belfast, watching this, lightly walked up to Qin Ge's side, "Master, it's time to eat."

"Ah, just wait a moment, wait a bit more and it'll be fine." Qin Ge's words were still the same as when he faced Guanghui earlier.

After hearing such words, Belfast showed no anger or anxiety, instead smiling and saying, "Since Master is so busy, you must be feeling some strain; Master, you keep writing, I'll come and press your shoulders."

Before Qin Ge could speak, Belfast leaned her whole body against his back, placed both hands on his shoulders, and gently pressed.

Such an action could hardly be called helping with a massage; it was more like teasing, as Qin Ge's reaction showed.

When Belfast's whole body lay on his back, Qin Ge felt those two soft pressures; his writing hand stopped instantly, and his whole body went stiff.

Afterward, Belfast lay on him, her exhaled breath lightly blowing on Qin Ge's neck, plus her gentle pressure, making Qin Ge barely able to bear it.

His thoughts had completely drifted away from the book before him, and he focused entirely on Belfast's actions.

"This, Belfast... you, that, is too close." Qin Ge stammered.

"Master feels it's too close? Belfast doesn't feel that way at all, after all I am your personal maid; such a massage wouldn't feel comfortable if it weren't intimate." Belfast feigned ignorance, how could she not know Qin Ge's meaning?

But the method now available to Belfast is precisely the most effective one. Qin Ge is the type of boy who can't withstand teasing; as long as a few feminine techniques are used, he will surely comply.

Sure enough, Qin Ge jumped up from the stool, turned around, and said with a slightly urgent tone, "Belfast, you..."

But who would have thought Belfast suddenly put on a tearful look, pitifully saying to Qin Ge, "Could it be that Master doesn't like Belfast's service? Could I have done something wrong?"

"If Master no longer likes Belfast, please tell me, I'll go resign right away."

The usually carefree Belfast suddenly became like this; Qin Ge felt overwhelmed and hastily waved his hands.

"No, no, that's not what I meant. I only wanted to say I'm about to eat, so I don't need a massage—yes, that's what I mean."

Seeing Qin Ge's flustered expression, Belfast's eyes flashed a hint of a smile, but her face remained the same somewhat pained expression.

Belfast whispered, "Since that's the case, please Commander, cherish your own body. Now I'll go get you hot food; please Commander, come with me to the rest area."

"Okay, okay, let's go now." Qin Ge said hurriedly, walking toward the door while saying to Belfast, "And don't be angry; my body's fine. Writing at this level was just everyday fare back in our high school days."

Following behind Qin Ge, Belfast's eyes flickered, "High school? Is that the school you used to attend, Master?"

"Yes, yes, before I went to university, I was in high school. For three years, basically only the first two years had days off; in the third year there were no days off at all—school from morning until around 10 p. m., and even during that one month before exams, pulling all-nighters was just everyday fare."

"So this amount of pressure isn't really pressure for me, and besides, having you all with me means there's no better treatment than this." Qin Ge said to Belfast.

Thinking back to high school, when I was preparing to enter the Shanghai Navy Command Academy, I used to work late into the night every day. Compared to that, this schedule—only needing to work in the daytime and being able to rest fully at night—is simply wonderful.