"Little Swallow, I found that you are definitely not suitable for mixing officialdom, especially diplomatic work." Yan Minghua was wearing a purple tulle lace pajamas, leaning on the extremely comfortable and luxurious cloth sofa with all kinds of style, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, and said in a lazy voice.

This look is just too eye-catching. The pajamas are too thin, so thin that they are almost transparent, but this woman still doesn't like to wear underwear, and the Miaoman's figure and the looming delicate body make Yan Murong dare not look directly.

"Why?" Yan Murong asked with a dodgy look in his eyes.

"I don't need to ask." Yan Minghua giggled, and the two snow-white balls on her chest trembled up and down with her coquettish smile, making people feel the urge to go up and grab two handfuls in their hands.

"Your temperament is like this, quarrels are very useful, but if you are asked to do diplomatic work, it is estimated that it will not be long before you can successfully provoke the third world war."

"I don't have that much power." Yan Murong shook his head. "It's a little bit of a mouth, although the skin is thick enough, but it's still far from the skin of that group of diplomats."

"Well, it's a pretty slippery mouth." Yan Minghua said approvingly. "If your tongue is slippery, then you are definitely the best man in China."

"What do you mean?" Yan Murong asked suspiciously.

"What do you say?" Yan Minghua smiled strangely. "Look at those Russian old men, how often the tongue flutters - didn't it be said on the Internet, otaku cost paper, otaku cost electricity. If the vibration frequency of your tongue can have that speed, it is estimated that a group of big girls and little daughters-in-law will take the initiative to come to you. ”

“――”

Yan Murong was speechless, this woman was too rogue, and his face was too thin, so he really didn't know how to answer the conversation.

was embarrassed to death, and there was a knock on the door, which finally saved him from the sea of suffering.

"It's two o'clock in the middle of the night, guess who it is?" Yan Minghua shook the wine glass in his hand and asked with a smile.

"I don't know, just open the door and see." Yan Murong shook his head, walked to the door, and opened the door directly without asking who it was.

No matter who it was, Yan Murong didn't have any estimates. With such a close distance, even if Yan Murong couldn't beat him, there was no problem in escaping.

When the door opened, Yan Murong was stunned.

Standing outside the door was not a killer who came to trouble him, nor a waiter who came to deliver supper, but a woman, Dong Wuyan.

"Y-why are you here?" Yan Murong asked in surprise.

"Why can't I come?" Dong Wuyan asked rhetorically, pushed Yan Murong away, walked in by himself, and said without looking back. "If you can come, I can come."

Seeing Yan Minghua leaning on the sofa, Dong Wuyan nodded slightly and said hello, sat on a single sofa, poured himself a glass of red wine, and then drank it all in one sip.

"Giggles, looks like you're busy tonight." Yan Minghua also drank the red wine in the cup in one gulp, threw Yan Murong an ambiguous look, got up from the sofa, stepped on the thick stall with bare feet, and walked towards the bedroom. At the moment when the door was closed, he looked at Yan Murong and said. "Little Swallow, don't worry, this is a five-star hotel, the sound insulation effect is very good, although you are free to play, even if there is a third world war, I won't hear anything."

Yan Murong rolled his eyes helplessly, then sat down, looked at Dong Wuyan and asked. "Running here at this time, something?"

"It's fine." Dong Wuyan poured himself another glass of red wine, saying that it was okay, but Yan Murong could see that her mood didn't seem to be very good, and after thinking about it, she knew why she came.

"How do you know?" Yan Murong asked.

"Just want to know." Dong Wuyan drank red wine to himself. "I have someone here, and I know everything."

Yan Murong nodded and didn't ask any more.

Dong Wuyan is a persistent woman, and no one can change what she wants to do.

"You shouldn't come." Yan Murong shook his head and said. "I know you're anxious, and I've promised you'll help you, but it's not the time yet—but I've pumped him a few big mouths for you today, and I should be able to help you out of your anger for a while."

"When is the time?" Dong Wuyan raised his head, stared at Yan Murong with burning eyes and asked. After two glasses of red wine, and drinking it relatively quickly, at this time, her face was already covered with a layer of moving redness, as if it was ripe cherry, which made people want to go up and take two bites.

"It's not the time, and I don't know when it is, but I promise you that when it's time, I'll let you know to come and see the fun." Yan Murong said a bunch of things like a password in his head, and added. "I need an opportunity, an opportunity that will never turn him over."

Dong Wuyan didn't speak, silently lowered his head, poured himself another glass of red wine, and after drinking it, he raised his bright and blushing pretty face, looked at Yan Murong with a confused gaze and said. "Are you going to lie to me?"

"Did I lie to you?" Yan Murong asked with a smile. "I promised to help you save Dong Wuxi, I saved it. I promised to help you get revenge, and though I didn't have a chance yet, I also pumped that guy a few big mouths to help you out - am I so untrustworthy in your eyes? ”

"I believe in you." Dong Wuyan nodded seriously. "You're my man, I believe in you."

"Okay." Yan Murong expressed helplessness at Dong Wuyan's straightforwardness and said with a smile. "Just trust me, believe me and wait honestly, and I'll call you to see the excitement when the time comes. It's just that now, you have to bear with it, after all, now that the cooperation between Minghua Group and the Mitsui family has just begun, I can't do anything even if I want to do it now - but this is also an opportunity. When the time comes, I'll kill them all at once. ”

"No, there's one more thing you can do." Dong Wuyan stood up, looked at Yan Murong drunkenly and said.

"What's the matter?" Yan Murong asked suspiciously.

"Love me!" Dong Wuyan kicked off the high heels on his feet, walked to Yan Murong's side, sat directly on Yan Murong's lap, wrapped his hands around Yan Murong's neck, and said in his ear with a sigh. "All you have to do now is love me, love me fiercely."

"Goo-dong-"

Feeling Dong Wuyan's fiery delicate body and the smell of wine, Yan Murong swallowed his saliva unconsciously, thinking to himself, this request is simple, and it can be met without thinking about it.

PS: Eight more to send, students, if you have anything, you can give some to the long night, okay? Rolling all over the ground with all kinds of requests!