Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Sum's language talent was very obvious there. He learned several languages ​​in Southeast Asia and learned Chinese very quickly. Back at the house, Ling Qingyu tested his French again and found that he Not only did he learn French very quickly, but he also learned about several languages ​​of the Latin family. He was amazed that all of these people were indeed geniuses, and he was so depressed that he fell down on the bed.

Master? Sum was a little confused. Wasn't he very happy just now? He asked cautiously: Is it bad? Nasumu won't do these things anymore.

No! You must learn from me and become my full-time translator from now on! Ling Qingyu pulled him down and said fiercely.

Okay. Realizing that she was joking, Sum responded softly with a crooked smile.

Su Mu, did you hear what my mother said today? Ling Qingyu asked with a smile and narrowed eyes.

Yes, but Sum still wants to call me Master, Sum untied her clothes and said softly, Su Mu, I just want to be Master's slave.

Sumu... Ling Qingyu looked at him in confusion.

Su Mu is the master, the only slave... Sum lowered his eyes and looked at her cautiously from the corner of his eyes. After knowing that he was also one of the twelve monarchs she named, Su Mu was ecstatic at that time. He was even more happy to receive Ling's mother's recognition and couldn't even sit down. He made snacks all night, but when Ling's mother asked Ye Po When he changed his mind, he hesitated. While cooking, he realized what he was thinking. He couldn't compare to any of them. What he had always believed in was that no matter what, he would be her slave, whether she wanted it or not. Whether she loves him or not, he is just her slave. He can't help her deal with business matters, and he doesn't have super strength. He just wants to stay in the corner next to her, so that when she looks back, When he smiled at him, he felt like he was in heaven.

He was afraid that if he expected too much, he would lose even this little bit of happiness.

Sumu... With a sigh, Ling Qingyu pulled him down and kissed his thin and sexy lips.

Sum's kiss was cautious at first and then became intense. It was so intense that it made Ling Qingyu gasp for breath. When he finally let go of her, his cheeks turned red. Ling Qingyu felt anxious looking at Sum's increasingly beautiful face. He smiled and said, Su Mu, do you know what slave means here?

Sum blinked his eyes, and the long eyelashes like cattail fans left little shadows on his cheeks. Then the corners of his eyes, eyebrows, and mouth slowly turned up, and a smile as gentle as water and as bright as spring flowers bloomed on his face.

Su Mu knows. He propped up his body and gently continued to take off her clothes. Sum smiled innocently and said, I have seen the master's book. Sum has seen it.

Well? After a few thoughts came to his mind, Ling Qingyu's face began to crack. See? No way? It's not what I thought, is it?

While unbuttoning her top, Sum took out a comic book from under the pillow and said, Su Mu has finished reading it. It's no problem. Sum can definitely do it.

That book, isn't it the ultimate work of Japanese SM comics The Cultivation of a Slave that Yan Qi specially selected. In his heart, he wanted to slap himself or go to Yan Qi to settle the score. Ling Qingyu said with a smile on his face. : This is not true, this is all imaginary and just a joke!

Sum picked her up and carried her to the bathroom. He took off her pants and put her in the tub with just the right water temperature. He took a towel and helped her clean her from the feet up. After washing, he lifted her legs and kissed her. On the back of his feet, he whispered: Master, Sum is a slave. This is just an imagination. Then, Sum can let you experience how real ancient Egyptian sex slaves did it.

No way? No way! Ling Qingyu's head began to break.

Actually, you don't need any props. Master, a real sex slave, anything can be used as a prop. Sum's words followed the body that was as white as jade and had golden proportions like a Greek sculpture.

Ouch!

Hearing the sound coming from the bedroom, Zhao Yinfeng dropped the book in his hand. His face was shocked and stiff, and he twisted his neck to look at Meng Su, who was talking to him about the northwest resources.

Meng Su's face also turned red. He glanced at Zhao Yinfeng and said with a smile: Don't you know? Before Sum was rescued by Qing Yu, he was the sex slave of an Egyptian princess. He was originally trained as a flirt in bed. Yes, he just doesn’t show it.”

Depend on! In addition to a Ying Jiu, there is also a Sumu! And they are still the two youngest! Flames flashed in Zhao Yinfeng's eyes and he said: You spoke too slowly. According to what I said, all their wind turbines were destroyed. Just like in that building, there is no need to be so long-winded. ?”

That's too conspicuous. I remember that there was quicksand under that area. Although it has changed over a thousand years, it should only get worse and not get better. We found the quicksand and changed the terrain from below. In this way, those generators were destroyed It will become a natural disaster. Meng Su said with a smile. That was where he and Ling Qingyu were in danger for the first time. After that time, whenever he had time, he would go there alone and take a look at the terrain there. It's so ripe that it can't be any more ripe.

I remember telling Xiang Dongxi that they would buy insurance. This is considered force majeure and the insurance company will pay for it. Cheng Jia was half leaning on the sofa, flipping through the book and looking at the documents on the table. map, way.

So Shu Qifan and the others are scum! I guess they don't want to do this project seriously at all. According to Qing Yu, it's just to make money. Meng Su took a picture of the pile of documents and saw several people looking over and pointing his finger. Looking at an inconspicuous mark on the document, he smiled and said: Look, they didn't buy insurance at all. The manufacturer of the generator was still a very small one, and was produced by Xiang Dongxi specially painted.

Spring is the time when the wind is strong. He Li supported his chin with his hand and nodded.

They invested more than 200 million in those generators. Although most of them were bank money, if they were all destroyed, first, they would not be able to cash out the project, and second, their cash flow would be affected to some extent. , and then it will affect the logistics company. Yang Zhao looked deeply at a photo on the table and said: He is unkind, and we don't need to talk about morality.

Did it? He Li looked up at him with a smile and asked.

Yang Zhao nodded.

Several people laughed, and then in the hearty laughter, Su Mu suddenly screamed to the extreme, making several people's faces darken.