The City's Invincible Soldier King

Out of the corner of his eye, Peppermint saw the umbrella on his trousers, and a smug smile crept up his face.

From the afternoon when Long Lin told her to wear more, this man had rashly barged into his already barren heart, and turned into a dazzling sprout in the desert.

As the two continued to interact more and more, that green and alluring sprout began to grow at an alarming rate. In just a short two months, that sprout had already grown into a towering tree.

It firmly occupied Mint's desolate heart and soul. (TL: Mint = Mint = Mint = Mint = Mint = Mint = Mint = Mint = Mint = Mint = Mint = Mint = Mint = Mint = Mint = Mint = Mint = Mint = Mint = Mint = Mint = Mint = Mint = Mint = Mint)

It was so eye-catching, so dazzling.

She could clearly remember how cold Long Lin was at that time.

It wasn't his face that was cold, but his completely withered heart.

His advice and politeness were only the most basic of good intentions and qualities. It had nothing to do with feelings, nor did it have anything to do with desire.

Humans were not plants and vegetation, how could they be ruthless?

The mint took the initiative again and again, finally melting the man's frozen heart.

As the ice melted, Long Lin finally became a living person.

Love, desire, blood, and flesh.

This is what Mint wants.

A month ago, when Long Lin had gotten struck by the aphrodisiac, the mint made Long Lin choose between a passerby, a friend and a woman.

But now, if Long Lin wanted her, no matter when, no matter where, no matter what the outcome would be, she would always hand him over to this man.

If possible, Peppermint would even be willing to forcefully push this guy with extraordinary mental fortitude.

It was a rare moment of wholehearted madness in his life.

When mint's heart was as pure as white paper, she had already made the preparations to use a clean girl's body to go crazy. Unfortunately, she met that beast who willingly gave her woman to someone else for the position of a Public Servant in Yanjing.

Poor day, not very drunk.

Before that beast had succeeded, it had already woken up and decisively stabbed itself in the back to preserve its innocence.

The knife stabbed into his stomach, but the pain was in his heart. The knife did not allow him the right to enjoy love.

Fortunately, just as Peppermint was beginning to hate men and get more and more involved in playing with them, the man in front of him appeared.

My beloved is a hero, and I know that one day he will appear under the watchful eye of the world, clad in golden armor and riding a rainbow cloud to marry me.

The romance that Fairy Violet Cloud imagined didn't just appear in stories.

Although Long Lin did not wear a golden armor nor did he step on the rainbow colored clouds, he was indeed a peerless hero.

He had not only saved mint's heart, but also the man who had saved mint from the outlaws.

The two of them got along little by little, and it was like a movie scene that appeared in the menthol brain ocean. In the end, it was fixed on the scene where Long Lin calmly placed his arm on the steel frame of the shed and let the criminal use steel pipes to break it.

In that moment, there was only comfort in his eyes. He didn't have a single trace of his right arm, not even the second his arm broke.

That look was carved into his entire life.

Go and love her, at most she will just leave.

Mint said to himself.

Reminiscing like the wind, Pointy suddenly pushed Long Lin onto the back of the chair, and started to kiss crazily without caring about anything else.

An unprecedented passion, an unprecedented passion.

In the midst of kissing, love exploded like a flash flood, spreading without restraint.

Long Lin could clearly feel the intoxicated love.

It was a moth flying into a flame.

No one could be ruthless enough to refuse such a love.

Long Lin was also passionately trying to please the mint.

Breathing and breathing are intertwined, and the tip of the tongue is intertwined with the tip of the tongue.

A surge of passion, a burning of spring.

But suddenly, Pepper pushed Long Lin away again.

What was going on?

Under Long Lin's confused gaze, Pepper walked towards the office's door with large strides, and immediately locked it from the inside.

Can you do it more clearly now?

"Stinking monkey, are you scared?" Spice sat on Long Lin's thigh again, charmingly asking.

"That's not good, right?" Long Lin asked somewhat speechlessly.

"I'm not afraid of making a fool of myself. As a man, what is there to be afraid of?" "I'm afraid I'll have to endure it."

"I'm afraid..."

"Afraid of your woman?" "Is there such a sullen mistress of mine?"

Eh!

These words made Long Lin feel uncontrollably dark lines floating above his head.

First of all, you are not a mistress;

Secondly, even if you're Little San, you're still the most f * cking arrogant and despotic Little San in history.

Long Lin could not help but think about it a little speechlessly.

"She unzipped it for me." mint tugged on Long Lin's ear and said fiercely.

Long Lin looked at the door of the office and said awkwardly, "Forget about it?"

"Are you going to pull it?"

"I …"

"Open it for me." "Hehehe …" Pointy smirked at Long Lin, and charmingly said, "If you don't pull, I will rip open all the buttons on my clothes right now and rush out of the office screaming. Vice President Long, what do you think others will think?"

"Do you really need to go that far?"

"If you don't open it, I'll show you right away." Pointy looked at Long Lin and said huffily.

You are ruthless!

Long Lin looked at the peppermint, and extended his hand to grab hold of it, but seeing its expression of interest, Long Lin could not help but feel a little guilty.

"Are you going to pull it?" She said in a huff, "It's not like I'm stripping you of your clothes, is it that difficult?"

Humans were destined to be unable to defeat demons.

With this demoness's crazy personality, if she wasn't satisfied, she would torture you to death.

That kind of alluring tormenting was an enticement that no man could resist, but to Long Lin, it was a type of stimulation that made him tremble with fear.

Long Lin looked at the mint again, and slowly started his training.

Red light jumped out.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck …"

Thimble suddenly embraced Long Lin's neck and laughed unrestrainedly.

After a moment, Pu Zi stopped laughing and suddenly blocked Long Lin's mouth.

Is this the depressed Xiao San you spoke of?

Long Lin could not help but think.

But very quickly, Long Lin was once again overwhelmed by menthol's craziness and love. He hugged the woman who loved him so much that he ignored everything else, and madly kissed her.

"Bang bang."

Knocking on the door suddenly sounded, causing Long Lin to be unable to resist a bitter smile.

What if that didn't make people suspicious?

Mint held up his middle finger, making a gesture of silence, but then asked loudly, "Who is it?"

This …

Long Lin couldn't help but be filled with black lines.

"Thin Assistant, it's me. May I ask if Vice President Long is here?" Qian Tangtang's voice was clearly heard from outside the thick wooden door.

"Vice President Long has gone to inspect the manufacturing plant. Is there anything going on?" Mint asked seriously.

"Boss Xi invites Vice President Long over."

"Could I trouble Director Qian to tell his to give me a call?"

"Then …" Qian Tangtang pondered for a moment, and said: "Alright."

"Thank you, Director Qian."

"Of course. I'll be leaving first then."

"Take care, Director Qian."

The sound of her high heels could be heard clearly from the aisle, but Long Lin was not at ease at all.

Was there anything more obvious than this?

"I'm not satisfied yet."

While she was speaking, she once again pushed Long Lin onto the back of the chair without a care, and started to crazily kiss.

The domineering and arrogant Little Three!

Whoever dared to find this woman as a mistress would definitely be ruined, and their family would even be ruined.