Walking side by side with Galen, Califa felt a little nervous.

Her steps were a little unsteady, her pink cheeks were red, and she always kept her head down and didn't dare to look directly at Galen beside her, but she quietly glanced at him from time to time.

The calm, strong, and aggressive Kalifa in the past is more like a nervous little girl at this time.

Because in Kalifa's mind, Galen is not only a famous king of the Seven Martial Seas, not only a peerless powerhouse who can stir up the storm, but also a noble Celestial Dragon, and the "master" of Califa, a CP9 agent.

According to the brainwashing education of CP9 to train agents, dedicating oneself to the Tianlong people is exactly the consciousness that every CP9 agent should have.

So...

Although Khalifa lured Galen into communicating privately only to ask for assistance on behalf of CP9, Khalifa had to think seriously about this question:

When they got to the room, if Galen, who had been seduced by herself, really wanted to do something unspeakable with her, she...

Did you refuse?

Although Kalifa is good at using her charm and has the charm of a mature woman in every move, she is a "tough guy" combat agent and has little practical experience in indescribable aspects.

So in the face of such a complicated and difficult choice, Kalifa couldn't help but fall into tension and confusion like a little girl.

Thinking of this, Kalifa's pace unconsciously slowed down.

"Didn't you talk to me, why did you walk so slowly?"

Galen's somewhat displeased urging voice immediately reached Kalifa's ears:

"Time is pressing, let's hurry!"

"W-Is this so urgent?"

Kalifa nervously pushed the frame on the bridge of her nose, and the blush on her face became a little thicker.

"Of course I'm in a hurry!"

Galen's emotions were a little excited, and he said angrily: "If you don't hurry up, Quilt..."

Kalifa covered her chest with one hand and forced herself to suppress the fawn's heartbeat.

Under Galen's eager gaze, Kalifa, whose body was a little weaker, could only stiffen his head and speed up his pace.

Her private lounge has finally arrived.

When the door opened, it was a bright and warm pink color that did not match Kalifa's appearance.

"I really didn't expect it..."

Galen quipped, a little amusedly, "How could a mature beauty like you use such girly decoration?" ”

Kalifa didn't respond, just stared at the door.

She realized, with some horror, that she was truly at the crossroads of this fateful choice:

Should I refuse, or should I obey...

"What are you doing? Come on in! ”

Galen urged a little impatiently, but he directly reached out and stroked Kalifa's back.

Khalifa shuddered and her brain began to mess up.

With a slight exertion, Galen pushed the stunned Kalifa inside, and then turned and closed the door without any delay.

A crisp sound of locking springs reverberated through the quiet room.

The echo faded away, and the room was so quiet that only the breathing of a man and a woman remained.

"Kalifa..."

Galen walked up to Kalifa with a calm, indifferent, but implicit threat smile on his face:

"I see what you mean."

"I..."

Kalifa's breathing was a little heavier, and she just stammered and whispered, "I didn't mean that, I actually..."

But Galen continued, regardless of it:

"Since you have something to talk to me..."

"Then let's hurry up and get started!"

"Open, start?"

Kalifa's body trembled slightly, and a wave of turmoil set off in her heart:

What to do?

Should we reveal the identity of the government agent directly and steer the conversation to the official business that Chief Spandam has given me to do?

But... The other party is a world nobleman who is high above!

As a CP9 agent, I am even more unqualified and have no position to refuse this adult's "reasonable" request...

Kalifa looked at Galen in front of him with complicated eyes:

Young and handsome, masculine and hard-working, powerful and famous, he is a noble world nobleman and his nominal "master".

"That's it!"

Kalifa sighed and made a very tangled decision in her heart:

"If we obediently meet this Galen's request now, I don't think he will refuse our request for help in the future."

"This—this is a dedication to the mission!"

Dedicated Agent Kalifa, who ultimately chooses to be submissive.

In Galen's "expectant" gaze...

Kalifa took off her bookish gold-rimmed glasses, untied the bun that was passing through the back of her head, and wore down her long blonde hair with a faint fragrance.

Her eyes became a little evasive, but the movement of her hands continued, and in the blink of an eye, she unbuttoned the two buttons of the shirt on her chest.

was originally a decent female clerk dressed conservatively, but in an instant, she became a sexy, mature and wild beauty.

"Why is this still a different look?"

Galen didn't have the slightest intention of enjoying the beautiful scenery, but urged impatiently: "Can't you hurry up and get to the point?" ”

“......”

As soon as Kalifa's eyes closed, he crashed headlong into Galen's arms.

Galen only felt a fragrant breeze blowing in his face, and he suddenly felt a soft and elastic warmth on his arms and chest.

Kalifa himself is a strong person who is proficient in the six styles of the navy, and he resolutely collided, but he pushed Galen, who was caught off guard, on the sofa behind him.

And Kalifa, who was determined to dedicate herself to the world government, buried her head on Galen's shoulders regardless of it, and lay in Galen's arms like a kitten, waiting anxiously for Galen's movements.

Galen slumped into the couch and subconsciously hugged Kalifa's soft body in his arms.

Kalifa's mature body was much plumper than that of the underage Nami, and Galen was a little out of order as soon as she got her hands on it.

His brain instinctively felt a sense of pleasure, and the expression on his face was...

A bewildered face.

"What are you doing here?"

Galen asked Kalifa, who was pressing on him, with a blank face.

"Huh?"

Califa exclaimed, and then raised the head buried in Galen's arms in some confusion, and held up an extremely ambiguous angle on Galen's body.

She said with a crimson face:

"No, Lord Galen, you said you were going to enter... Get to the point? ”

"Huh?"

Galen pulled out a hand with difficulty and brushed away the strands of blonde hair that had been scattered on Kalifa's face, and asked suspiciously:

"Chat, just chat, what are you doing?"

When things go wrong, there must be demons.

Callifa, a CP9 sleeper agent, suddenly appeared in front of Galen, and took the initiative to invite him, a stranger he met for the first time, to have a private chat...

Galen, who knew the true identity of Kalifa, immediately guessed that this must be CP9 who had something to talk about with him, His Majesty the Seven Martial Seas.

Ordinary people naturally avoid this kind of government's secret police, but where are the mediocre agents of CP9 who are Galen's opponents, and how can Galen be afraid of their threat?

So he agreed to Kalifa's invitation and wanted to come with him to see what kind of medicine was sold in CP9's gourd.

But Galen never expected...

The enemy didn't even say a word, and as soon as he came up, he used such an unguardable move against him!

"You, you..."

Kalifa was already a little incoherent: "You're really here to talk to me?" ”

"What else could you do?"

Galen said angrily.

"Let's just talk about it..."

"Why don't you think you have enough time and keep urging me to hurry?"

Kalifa stammered.

"Of course we have to hurry!"

Galen's expression became more and more nervous, and he said seriously:

"Nami, she won't let me talk to other women alone, it would be terrible if she found out!"

“......”

Kalifa was speechless, and her face stiffened completely.

Galen's domineering image as the legendary "world nobleman" collapsed in an instant in Kalifa's heart.

But she was still pressed against Galen's body, and the warm and fragrant breath poured all over Galen's nose, and the beautiful scenery in the collar was also placed under Galen's eyes at a perfect angle.

The three-dimensional sense of light and shadow was so shaky that Galen couldn't open his eyes at all.

"Wait..."

Galen suddenly realized that there might be something wrong with his previous thoughts, and a sense of loss immediately arose in his heart that he had missed out on five million.

So Galen was not in a hurry to push away Kalifa, who was still in close contact with him, and asked with some hesitation:

"Kalifa..."

"Isn't it hard that you're here to talk to me?"

"Nope."

Kalifa suppressed all the flush on her face, and the whole person woke up from her confusion, and responded truthfully:

"That's what I'm looking for you to talk to."

Galen moved his hand slightly, and Califa's body fell two more points on top of him:

"Do you need this pose to chat?"

Galen, who had opened his mind, suddenly became excited:

"If it wasn't for chatting, we could have gone on..."

"Nope."

Kalifa replied calmly, "That's chatting. ”

"This pose is to show you something top secret."

"What's that?"

Galen asked, puzzled.

"Actually, I'm a secret agent of the World Government CP9."

Carly put her hand into her collar without changing her face, and used this special angle to take out a listless phone bug in front of Galen:

"Our CP9 Chief Spendam has something to talk to you."