Turning the time back a little, it has been more than two hours since I got the research materials of the previous demon king (actually the strategy book), and Beatrice also joined the deciphering team after the second tea delivery, which is responsible for analyzing the content of my translated article.

The supervisor translates the information, and the subordinates conduct further analysis and reasoning for the information.

If this picture falls in the eyes of others, it will definitely attract the other party's complaints, indicating that the responsibilities of the two are completely reversed, but it is the fault of the system, and the way people select the traverser does not seem to be filtered according to ability, so after the crossing, in addition to the skeleton soldiers or the rest of the miscellaneous monsters, the people in the comprehensive ability value of the Demon King City who are above me can catch a lot of them.

Don't look at it, I can easily beat Lester's pro-guard team with my mastery of the law and the pupil of the elements, but I can get rid of many cheating methods, and let me fight each other purely by relying on my physical ability and people, and it is estimated that any member of the pro-guard team can deal with more than three of me at the same time.

Then again, I would expect a leader to be the kind of person who leaves everything to his subordinates and sits back and relaxes on his own.

And now I'm forced to work as a translator just to challenge the anonymous hidden wave...... No, I suddenly started to feel a sense of powerlessness when I thought about it, why did I have to fight so hard?

Noticing that I stopped translating the text at hand, Beatrice, who was sitting on my lap and had to squeeze with me, raised her head, looked at me curiously and asked, "Are you tired?"

I can't say I'm tired, I just want to get up and move around. Pushing the thought of laziness out of my mind, I made a stretching motion.

Speaking of which, this is still a habit I developed when I was in junior high school, because staying in school all day long, in addition to listening to lectures and exams, the time after class is often occupied and the guide can't get up and walk, and finally I get used to stretching in my seat. The body is slightly stiff because of the same posture maintained for too long.

Hearing this, Beatrice put down the pen in her hand: the translation was a third of the way through, and it didn't matter if the rest would be done in a few days. Xu Mo should have a good rest.

No, it will probably take a few days for Timles City to settle down completely. I didn't have anything else to do until then, so I just made the translation of the text a goal to be accomplished in the next few days. At this point I could not help but reach out and scratch my head, and my tone changed: But after all, such a simple work of copying is very boring, and I wish there was something in the work that calmed the irritability, and preferably made the act of copying less boring.

I remember that when many people were struggling to drive the night train, they would also put on music or radio in the study to listen, which was not mentioned for the time being how this helped the efficiency of reading. But it is very good at relieving tension.

Is there something that can be distracted and increase productivity? Hearing that I didn't specify a specific range, Beatrice thought for a moment, then jumped off my thigh, turned around and said, "If that's the case, I have an idea."

Well?

Beatrice's eyes flashed with a glint of light, and she said confidently: a way to divert attention and increase productivity, and at the same time get enjoyment from it.

Actually, there is, but why do I seem to have a sense of foreboding......

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Five minutes later, the location was still in the study of the Demon King City.

Beatrice, do you really think this will increase productivity?

Although Xu Mo may be a little incredulous, the calculation is exactly what it represents. Beatrice finished speaking solemnly and then added in a small voice: At least for me, yes.

Let me explain the current picture. Although Beatrice and I are still sitting behind the desk, the difference is that Beatrice is facing away from the desk and straddles my lap in an M-leg position.

And that's it. Holding a translated copy of paper. Beatrice wrapped her two small hands around my neck, as if she was intending to use this pose for the rest of the work.

I'm going to finish it, but it's going to make me hard! Even though Beatrice is petite, she is wrapped around a young girl like this, and as long as it is a personal action, it is inevitable that she will not be able to get it neat.

Beatrice rarely answered directly, but chose to talk about his way of speaking: just get used to it.

I can't get used to it! I couldn't help but complain: And don't rub me between your thighs all the time, even if I don't have that mood, my little partner will still be congested when stimulated by the outside.

Well, I can clearly feel that Xu Mo's partner is expanding. Beatrice mimicked the way I spoke. He directly used the word "little partner" to refer to a rod-like object that a man has, and turned his head to rub my cheek. While rubbing and blowing into my ear, he said, "Don't worry, because this is also one of the necessary processes."

Very good. Listening to the tone, I'm now 80% sure that you are trying to take advantage of the situation to push me. I rolled my eyes and said angrily: I don't like to play secretary p1ay or something, if you want to do this, at least wait until dinner, and change to Cyno, but it's really rare that you can make a difference between public and private......

There is no distinction between public and private, and my work efficiency can really increase during the period of working with Xu Mo. Beatrice shook her head, and said something that was no different from a joke with a very serious expression: the closer the connection between the flower elf and the lover, the more powerful the flower elf would be able to wield several times stronger than usual, especially the thoughts would become extremely clear.

According to the health education I have learned in the past, I was speechless and said: It stands to reason that the head should be blank when popping, and if the woman's mind is clear, doesn't this mean that the man's skills are so bad that the other party is completely unable to enter the state?

No, the thoughts will become clear so that the flower elf can enjoy this time closely with her lover, feel every moment of change in her body, observe the sweat and facial expressions of her lover, and want to do these without exception need to be supported by a clear mind. Beatrice shook her head slightly, and said regretfully: Although it is a pity to use this clear and clear state to work, it is all to help Xu Mo better.

I pinched my cold sweat and dared to feel that it was reasonable to play games that were not suitable for children during work hours.

Let's assume that the flower elves can really use popping to improve their work, but I'm just a real human. Special skills like these aren't in my ability to learn. After thinking about it for a while, I finally decided to reject Beatrice's approach.

It is indeed a pity not to eat the meat that is delivered to your door, but it must be understood that it is just past noon. If I had started to roll the sheets from the afternoon of the first day, then I would have been in the Demon King City for the next few days, and I would have to show the slightest flaw. Beatrice, who is good at seeing the seams, will inevitably wait for the opportunity.

Men have no weaker willpower, and many things become natural habits as long as they set a precedent.

The best example is to say Cyno, I remember when I first crossed over, I let her all kinds of harassment still not move, saying that not pushing the corpse is not pushing the corpse, but looking at it now...... Alas, it was full of blood and tears.

What's more, it's too much trouble to do foreplay, so you might as well put up with it for now. Just give it a hug first. Speaking the truth of my heart, I put my hands around Beatrice's armpits and wrapped them around her back, and reached out and patted her gently: Let's start work again after hugging.

It's okay, I don't have foreplay. The delaying tactic didn't work for Beatrice, who withdrew her right hand and put it in her indecent position, then re-showed her two fingers stained with the mysterious liquid in front of me: sticky, you can put it in at any time.

No, even though I knew it might be Beatrice's trap, the male instinct kept driving me to jump towards the pit in front of me!

After a long time of hesitation, I finally uttered the words that made me want to face the wall at once: Then let's try it for ten minutes.

Beatrice nodded obediently. In a few or two strokes, she stripped me and her own lower body of clothes off, and then resumed the previous squatting position of the M-legged legs, and aimed my little partner with his left hand at a certain vital part.

The left hand is just an auxiliary.

In a serious tone, he said the famous line of Sakuragi Hanamichi's epiphany on the basketball court. Beatrice sat down sharply.

Hiss! While the first half of my partner was submerged in Beatrice's body, Beatrice and I gasped in unison, even though it was lubricated beforehand, but the biggest problem was that the hole was too narrow.

The scorching heat and tight wrapping feel are refreshing...... Sorry, there was no such thing, all I could feel was my little partner inside Beatrice who was wailing that it was about to be choked right now!

From the mouth of Beatrice, who was obviously too painful to do anything, it was an ordinary trembling standard: this joyful pain and tearing sensation was really a long time ago, and the pleasure of this moment mixed with pain alone was enough......

Without hesitation, I slapped Beatrice on the back of the head, so I don't want to hear what women feel when they are stabbed: don't think about the things that are there and don't. Step up your work efficiency.

Well. Beatrice's cheeks were as rosy as an apple, but she still picked up my finished text and read it. And even though her attention wasn't on me, Beatrice didn't forget to keep moving. Soon, my partner's situation changed from suffocation to being grabbed by the neck and ripped off.

My partner was miserable and happy, but just as Beatrice had to analyze the strategy, I had the important responsibility of transcribing the translation, so I tried to lean forward to reach for the pen on my desk...... No, since Beatrice was stuck on me in the riding position, I couldn't do anything that had to tilt my upper body more than 60 degrees.

Taking a deep breath, I tried to say to Beatrice: Otherwise, let's change positions.

…… Not...... No, no...... Opinion...... (To be continued)

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