The City's Invincible Soldier King

Xi Wanting did not give Long Lin a chance to refute her words, and immediately buried herself to organize the documents.

However, Long Lin could clearly see the playful smile that only a naive and romantic little girl would have on Xi Wanting's lips.

The woman became cheerful.

It made sense to think about it.

Before this, Xi Wanting had been living under stress and pressure.

Foreign countries, to compete with competitors in wisdom and courage;

On the inside, not only to maintain the internal balance of the tripod industry, but also to strive for the greatest benefits for themselves;

In the clan, she had to silently endure all sorts of assassinations that came as a burden.

Living in such a crevice, if she could still be cheerful, then this woman wouldn't be human. She would be a buddha with profound cultivation experience.

But now, it was completely different.

The situation of the Xi Family was slowly becoming clear. If he were to take Xi Zhenbei away, he would only have enemies on the outside.

The most important thing was that Xi Wanting found love, and also found reliance.

Before meeting Long Lin, she could only act like an accurate computer and plan things out in advance. But now, she could also act rashly and give the blame to his "boyfriend" like a little girl.

The only regret was that Long Lin wasn't her boyfriend at the moment.

Long Lin shook his head and walked out of the office.

It was not easy to take the blame Xi Wanting threw at him, but if it wasn't good, she would have to take the blame.

If the internal market was paralyzed because of Xi Wanting's huge scale killing of people, not only would they lose money, the most important thing would also be the attitude of the Old Master Xi towards Xi Wanting.

Long Lin had been pondering this whole time, but Pointy was actually very obedient and did not harass him.

"Vice President Long, the work hours are over, can you show me your face and accompany me to pretend to have a competition?" The alluring sound of the mint breaking bones woke Long Lin up.

The corner of Long Lin's mouth quietly flashed with a hint of helplessness.

"I'm angry, hmph." Just a second ago, she had been as charming as a servant, but now, she had changed to a furious expression.

This monster.

Even though Long Lin knew that the mint was pretending to be unhappy, he still didn't dare to slight it.

She was a supergirl.

A changeable, omnipotent superwoman.

One second she could be a charming and delicate maid, the next she could be a fierce tigress, the next she could become an alluring, hungry young woman.

In the next second, Long Lin didn't know what kind of demon she would become.

Fortunately, Long Lin had already shamelessly sent a message to Xi Wanting, telling her that he would be working with mint tonight.

ta ta … *

The sound of high heels hitting the ground became clearer, and then gradually faded away.

mint paused for a moment, his eyes were filled with joy as he looked at Long Lin, water almost flowing out of his alluring peach blossom eyes.

That expression made the perverted man instantly wet.

"Di …"

The elevator opened and closed.

"I'm so stifled, hehe …"

Amidst exaggerated and sharp laughter, mint rushed over …

"I'm sorry." Long Lin slowly let go of the mint and smiled bitterly, "I still haven't thought it through."

Pepper nodded, not saying anything. However, deep in her heart, she could only sigh helplessly.

He was confident enough that he could take away Long Lin's virgin body. Just now, when was in a state of infatuation, he had been able to use his shield to attack Long Lin's lance bravely like a female Knight, perfectly merging the lance and shield into one.

But that was not the love she wanted.

The love that mint wants is a sincere love, it is first love, then the perfect union of spirit and flesh, not first sex, then love.

Therefore, for mint, being ambiguous to the point of madness is fine, but to make the final breakthrough there is a prerequisite that cannot be lacking.

She wanted Long Lin to personally say to her: I love you. Write it on a piece of paper or write it on your palm.

Long Lin would never easily say love, saying it was true love.

If Long Lin was also a trash, he would have recognized his, but the facts had proven that this possibility was extremely, extremely low.

Pointy looked at Long Lin with an indescribable gaze, then methodically tidied up his clothes, as if it was as natural as living in his own bedroom while facing his husband who had been with her for many years.

He carefully adjusted the position of the corset, smoothing out the creases on the shirt bit by bit. Afterwards, he leisurely buttoned up the shirt, clipped the shirt, and undid the buttons on the miniskirt. He then carefully adjusted the position of the miniskirt.

Under the miniskirt, the scenery was endless.

This temptation was no less than the invasion of the mint's fiery heat.