Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

During the entire Grand Knight Territory Special Championship, Kal'tsit had to maintain a high intensity of work. Doing the same thing for a long time would make her bored. Although working long hours has become the norm, the atmosphere outside is so lively and she can only stay indoors and work hard. She can't help feeling a little depressed.

Although workaholics are workaholics, they also have a heart that longs to relax.

Even though he wanted to, he couldn't show that he was just slacking off in front of the other operators, otherwise his followers would follow suit and the whole atmosphere of Rhodes Island would be distorted by him.

I can only show a little laziness when I am alone, like now.

The first minute she saw Feng Qingyu, she immediately noticed one thing.

"You didn't just pay your taxes and come to see me?"

"Why do you say that?" Feng Qingyu felt a little guilty.

That's right, I will never admit it. As long as she doesn't admit it, I will be flawless, and a mere old woman can't do anything to me.

"I smell someone else's scent on you."

"Because I just went to the restaurant."

"..."

Kal'tsit knows everything, yet pretends to know nothing.

Being too smart is not good for women at certain times. It is best to pretend to be ignorant and make sure everyone is happy. Someone is the public lounge of Rhode Island. This is a well-known fact. There is no need to worry too much about who used the lounge last time. As long as you are happy using it, it's fine.

Having said that, it's impossible not to feel a little sour.

In order to turn the sour taste into sweetness, he had to make fun of a guy who didn't know what was good for him. The specific plan had already taken shape in his mind. There happened to be some information on the table that he hadn't finished reading, so he asked Feng Qingyu to accompany him.

Kal'tsit poured the coffee and returned to her desk.

"come over."

Feng Qingyu didn't know Kal'tsit's plan yet, so he sat down obediently on the sofa next to the desk. Kal'tsit frowned, put down the mug full of coffee, and pointed to her knees.

"I didn't ask you to sit down. Come to me."

"Oh, why are you being so secretive? It gives me goosebumps."

"This is an order from your superior. Do you have any objection?"

"Don't dare."

There was clear dissatisfaction in Kal'tsit's eyes, even though she said nothing. Feng Qingyu didn't dare to refute, for fear that he would be sent to all kinds of weird places to carry out missions in all kinds of tricky ways.

The old woman is quite vindictive, but she can still make people feel that not only does she not hold a grudge, but she is also very magnanimous. This is what is scary.

So, bringing her to her knees meant you wanted to step on her?

Feng Qingyu imagined himself being ruthlessly trampled by the old lynx's beautiful feet. Although it was not a particularly happy thing, it was not too bad either. As long as the force of the trampling was appropriate, it could bring a wonderful experience.

"Do I need to lie down, Dr. Kelsey? I see the floor is quite clean, so it shouldn't cause inflammation there."

"No, you have something important to do. Stand in front of me and squat or kneel down."

"..."

She suddenly understood what the old woman meant. Just by rehearsing Kal'tsit's instructions in her mind, she could only come to one conclusion - face rolling sphincter.

Feng Qingyu's hesitant expression was clearly visible to everyone. Kal'tsit crossed her legs, her expression turning into anger.

"Why, you don't want to? Everyone can do it, but I can't?"

"Ah, no, that's not what I meant. You must have misunderstood something. It's my honor to serve you, beautiful Miss Kal'tsit."

"Stop talking nonsense. I want to see your sincerity."

Then, Kal'tsit changed the angle between her two knees, from an acute angle to an obtuse angle. The obtuse angle contained a familiar scene that Feng Qingyu had seen countless times.

Since she is the woman I like, it is reasonable for me to sacrifice my own breath.

The purpose of being here tonight is to express condolences to your boss. The content of the condolences can be varied, including but not limited to sending some delicious food and drinks, and it can also be put into higher-level actions, like now.

Feng Qingyu raised his tail, knelt down in front of Kal'tsit, lowered his head with 100% respect, and ran to the other side to make Kal'tsit happy.

Kal'tsit's reaction was also very intuitive. She straightened her back, curled her toes, but pretended to be calm on her face and continued to read the documents. It seemed that she was doing both leisure and work, but in fact, she didn't read many words of the content in the documents.

"Not bad, there is progress... don't stop."

She rubbed Feng Qingyu's head with a little force, just like she was rubbing a pet's head, and pressed his head down a little.

This made Feng Qingyu feel a little suffocated, and he had to struggle and move slightly to breathe smoothly. The two of them gave in to each other and adjusted to each other before they finally found a balance point.

As time went on, Feng Qingyu felt a little uncomfortable at the back of his head and felt dizzy. He had been forced to drink a lot of food into his stomach. If he drank more, he would feel bloated and vomit. That would definitely not be a pretty sight.

"Doctor Kelsey...can I take a break?"

"Okay, take a rest first, and remember to pay your taxes later."

The angle between Kal'tsit's knees first became obtuse, then returned to its normal acute angle, and she crumpled up some used napkins and threw them into the trash can.

She was very satisfied with the brief service of more than ten minutes, because Feng Qingyu had worked hard enough and fully realized his mistakes.

It would be a waste not to use such a high-quality public lounge more often when the opportunity arises.

As long as I finish reading these documents from the Commerce Federation, I can enjoy the public rations paid by the younger operators tonight.

It has been four months since I asked her to pay, so the time span is a bit long.

It is not a good thing for Feng Qingyu to have frequent sex. His waist already hurts a bit and he has the signs of kidney deficiency. As a doctor, that person does not take care of him at all, so now he feels very uncomfortable.

"Doctor Kal'tsit, you are so busy, shouldn't you take a rest early? I heard that you have to meet with several representatives of the Knights of Casimir tomorrow. You don't want them to see the dark circles under your eyes, do you?"

However, the dignified elders of Rhodes Island did not intend to give her a chance to refuse, and immediately put on a stern face.

"Lie down on the bed, unbuckle your belt, and don't make me repeat myself too much."

"Okay... just be gentle with me."

Some destinies are inevitable, and there is no other way but to accept them with a smile.

Then, the lights in the room went out.

One hundred and one, you are playing with fire

The weight of another person on his hips was neither too heavy nor too light, but still within his tolerance. Feng Qingyu remained as usual, with his back pressed against the bed.

Sometimes he put his hands behind his head, sometimes he interlocked his fingers with others, but today he was in a normal state, with his hands casually placed on both sides of his body.

Kal'tsit looked at her, her expression not as cold as when she talked to other operators, but more humane. Only at this time would someone restrain some of the aura of keeping others at a distance.

"So, what do you want from me tonight? I know very well that you didn't come here just to see me."

The white-haired Feilin slowly moved his body, making it move up and down in a regular and rhythmic horizontal motion. It was normal to talk about things while busy exercising. The intensity of the exercise was very ordinary and the speed was gentle, which did not affect the normal conversation between the two at all.

Feng Qingyu handed over the information bag he had received tonight, and looked up at Kal'tsit's cleavage. No matter from which angle you looked at it, it was so barren, so barren that it was regrettable.

Although she has this shortcoming, her overall temperament is so outstanding that it dilutes the negative impact of her poor career line, and her total score is still ridiculously high.

Beauty, intelligence, erudition... these are all plus points for Kal'tsit, and the source of her enduring charm. Every time he and Kal'tsit had a negative distance and intimate contact, letting each other's cells kiss each other, Feng Qingyu would suspect that he might be dreaming.

How could a beautiful lady like Gaoling be interested in a little gangster from the streets of Longmen?

Whenever she had self-deprecating thoughts, Kal'tsit would use the strength of her waist to bring her back to reality and tell her that those thoughts were unnecessary.

That was the fact, the two were becoming very close, very close in every sense of the word.

Kal'tsit unsealed the document, used Feng Qingyu's chest as a makeshift table, and laid out the items. The contents of the document were ordinary, no different from those found in any street shop.

"You're very courageous for not inheriting your family's 10 billion fortune and opening a restaurant. So, are you going to resign from Rhodes Island?"

Hearing her say this, Feng Qingyu suddenly had a bad idea and wanted to tease this arrogant old woman. It was normal for a person to be suppressed for too long and then develop a rebellious mind.

If you've seen too many poker faces and want to see some new expressions, it's that simple.

"Yeah, it's a bit boring to stay in Rhodes Island for so long, and I want to find something else to do. I'm always locked up in the main ship of Rhodes Island, and I can't go to other places to play as I please. It's a bit uncomfortable for someone like me who longs for freedom."

Feng Qingyu deliberately spoke in a frivolous manner and observed the changes in Kal'tsit's expression. Although it was very subtle, it was certain that she was angry.

"Rhodes Island respects your choice, but if you violate the contract, you will have to pay a huge penalty to Rhodes Island."

Kal'tsit put down the information. At the same time, Feng Qingyu felt as if his tail was about to be pinched off, and was squeezed from all angles by a fierce force.

If the object that applied the force was not hard, the tail would have been covered in blood.

If Kal'tsit really wanted to, she could summon her "pet" mon3tr at any time to cut off the tail behind her, permanently curing it.

Once she did that, Rhodes Island would have a group of female operators who would lose happiness for the rest of their lives, including herself.

The tail was under too much external pressure, causing Feng Qingyu's waist to feel numb, his back to tense, his hands to unconsciously clutch the bed sheets, and his thighs to tremble.

Women are quite scary when they are angry. On second thought, a hero cannot escape from the battlefield, and must fight Kal'tsit to the end.

If you want to tease her, then tease her to the end.

"Liquidated damages... I... I have a mine at home, so I can afford it. Even if it's one hundred million Dragon Gate coins, I can transfer it to Rhodes Island's account within an hour."

Thinking of this, Feng Qingyu straightened up and looked into Kal'tsit's green eyes. From Kal'tsit's perspective, she was challenged by a five-star operator and felt very uncomfortable both physically and mentally.

In addition, she had never thought about Feng Qingyu leaving Rhodes Island. Even though the contracts signed by the operators of Rhodes Island were very flexible and they would not be forced to stay when they wanted to leave, it would be sad to see the companions who had fought side by side leave.

Kal'tsit had thought about the day when a former street thug would decide to go back and inherit his family property and his mother's estate, and give up the plan to continue fighting alongside Rhodes Island.

But this day came a little too fast.

I feel a little bit very depressed, but more of it is reluctance.

"You... won't come back again, right?"

"Eh?"

The atmosphere suddenly became gloomy. Feng Qingyu had a bad feeling that he had played a joke too far. He had only wanted to tease Kal'tsit and dampen her spirit, but he had never expected that she would take it seriously and her face was as dark as ink.

Not only did his face look very bad, but even the movements of his waist stopped.

In order for Kal'tsit to give up sphincter massage, something very serious must have happened in front of her.

It's a disaster.

"I'm sorry, what I said just now... is all false. I am leaving Rhodes Island for a while, but I am definitely not resigning! I swear, I am a Rhodes Islander in life and a Rhodes Islander in death."

"I need to hear your explanation. Otherwise, I don't know if my scalpel will accidentally cut you somewhere."

Kal'tsit pressed down with her lower body, exerting a double pressure, as if she wanted to flatten the poor tail like the filling of a seaweed roll. Suddenly, a sharp scalpel appeared in her hand.

In short, she is very unhappy now.

Feng Qingyu worked harder than before, intending to hand in all the public grain that she had saved with great difficulty, so as to relieve the disaster. She also picked up the information that had been left aside and showed it to Kal'tsit again.

If she continued to joke, she had a premonition that she would have a nightmare tonight, the kind that would deprive her of happiness for the rest of her life.

"I...I want to stay in Casimir and help Lin Guang make some money to revitalize the family. This store is in a good location. The first floor can be used as a store, and the second floor is relatively quiet, suitable for the Rhodes Island office...That's all I want to say."

A few drops of cold sweat slid down the back of his neck and dripped onto the bed sheets.

Feng Qingyu was like a criminal waiting for the emperor's punishment, not even daring to breathe. Even if the old woman didn't explicitly say that she was angry, the inherent sense of oppression was enough to scare people.

This incident taught her a lesson: never joke around in front of Kal'tsit again, and cherish the tail she has.

After hearing the explanation, Kal'tsit's tense face relaxed a little, but the anger in her heart increased a little.

"Since you're helping Lin Guang, there's no need to make it sound like you're leaving Rhodes Island forever, right? Your joke isn't funny at all. You're playing with fire."

102. Quantitative Change Leads to Qualitative Change

"So... I'm really sorry, please forgive me. Even if I have to do it with you 114514 times, it's what I deserve."

Poor Draco fully realized his mistake and made a bold promise to Kal'tsit.

She regretted it as soon as she said it. 114514 times always felt like it was a bit too much, and something was wrong.

"114514 times. I'll remember it for now. I'll remove the decimals tonight. How about 14? I can pay the remaining 114500 times later."

Kal'tsit carefully wrote down a line in her usual notebook: "Operator Kuroba owes 114514 requests for comprehensive research on the origin of life, and has redeemed 0 requests so far," as seriously as a student taking notes in class.

"Hey, that's not how you round off."

"Shut up, you have no right to bargain with me."

"..."

After a brief unpleasantness, the origin of life exploration research project was restarted tonight. Feng Qingyu's hips and tail still could not escape Kal'tsit's grip, and his lower back was also tightly wrapped by a pair of beautiful legs.

Kal'tsit's heaving chest was so close to her eyes that she was occasionally blinded by something unspeakable.