Yes, Madam Prime Minister

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"You two go prepare dinner, I'll take care of things here," Lu Jianling said to the two maids.

The two maids nodded, backed away from the living room, and turned to go to the kitchen.

“Xiao Guo works at a bank. She’s been quite busy lately. She might come home in the evening, or she might not,” Lu Jianling said.

Guo Hanlu is currently a senior executive at a bank and also has her own capital as an investor. This small family mainly relies on Guo Hanlu to make money.

Lu Jianling does some translation work on Western academic books. Since she works alone at home and isn't very diligent, she doesn't earn much money. However, because of her high level of expertise, she is quite famous in her circle, and many people want to visit her. But she never reveals her address or identity. The outside world only knows that she is a woman. Some people say she is a slender and intellectual beauty, while many others think she is not good-looking and therefore dare not show herself.

As they were chatting, Lu Jianling suddenly changed the subject, "The view from the balcony is quite nice." She glanced at Luo Nan, then got up and went over there.

Ronan followed.

Madam Zhao remained seated. Lavana glanced at Madam Zhao with some confusion, but Madam Zhao only returned a smile.

Once they reached the second-floor balcony, they didn't look at the scenery at all, and without saying a word, they simply hugged each other tightly, kissing passionately and caressing each other.

Amidst heavy nasal sounds, the two continued their wet kiss. Lu Jianling grasped Ronan's genitals, while Ronan's hands also squeezed and kneaded Lu Jianling's large buttocks.

Longing and love intertwined, eventually transforming into a burning desire that ignited the body.

After several minutes of passionate rubbing, before Ronan could say anything, Lu Jianling squatted down, spread his legs, unbuckled Ronan's belt and pulled it down, took a deep, heavy breath of that scent, and stared fascinated at the enormous penis that had sprung out. He grasped it with both hands, slightly parted his lips, and began kissing from the wrinkled testicles all the way to the glans, kissing the entire penis before finally opening his mouth and taking the glans in, beginning to swallow and spit it out.

Chapter 1119 Huge buttocks, stretched taut through thin black stockings, impatiently...

After a series of swallowing and deep throating, Lu Jianling vomited out Ronan's enormous member. It wasn't that she was unaccustomed to deep throating after so long, but rather that she now desperately wanted Ronan to enter her, fill her, and warm her. Lu Jianling turned around; her cotton robe had already been tossed onto the small coffee table to the side. She gripped the balcony railing with both hands, facing the sea, and stuck out her buttocks.

Ronan's thick, long penis, covered in saliva, glistened in the setting sun. Instead of rushing forward, he lifted Lu Jianling's silk skirt, exposing her buttocks to his view.

Even with the extra-long and wide thick black stockings, which covered such huge and ample buttocks, they were still stretched to the point of being semi-transparent. The entire buttocks, like a huge, flattened, and swollen peach, occupied the entire field of vision, as if they might burst out of the stockings at any moment. The plain black silk panties underneath the stockings could not contain such enormous buttocks at all.

Ronan reached into the pantyhose and pulled up Lu Jianling's black panties. The panties sank directly into the crotch, and below, they were like a long strip of cloth barely covering the full, swollen lips. He continued to pull, and the panties tightened, already shaping the two thick lips. Gradually, the crotch of the thick pantyhose became a little damp, and Lu Jianling's urine was squeezed out.

Ronan let go, and his underwear bounced back, causing the fleshy part of his buttocks, which had been pulled up, to tremble slightly.

Taking a deep breath of the lewd atmosphere, Ronan looked at Lu Jianling, who had his back to him.

These legs, encased in matte, thick black stockings, have extremely full thighs and well-proportioned calves. Due to their exaggerated length and excellent proportions, if you step back and look at them from two steps, the thighs give the illusion that they are only slightly full, and the calves even appear somewhat slender and long.

Upon closer inspection, the thick black stockings offer a sensory stimulation reminiscent of the voluptuous, long legs found only in erotic comics. The varying shades and transitions of the sheer black stockings—from semi-transparent to slightly transparent to opaque—further accentuate this voluptuousness.

The black stockings almost reached her ankles, and the heels of her black stockings, stretched taut and exposed when she took off her shoes, created another kind of sexy allure.

Ronan reached out, about to slip his hand back into the stockings to caress and probe, when Lu Jianling reached back and grabbed Ronan's wrist. "Stop it, come in."

Withdrawing his hand, Ronan slapped Lu Jianling's plump buttocks, creating two waves of flesh. Lu Jianling, who had been waiting for this moment, gripped the railing tightly, braced his feet on the ledge below the balcony railing, arched his body backward, and sat down, lowering himself to a height where Ronan could easily insert his hands while standing upright.

Ronan didn't tear the stockings; instead, he pulled them down, the black stockings gradually disappearing, revealing his extremely full, snow-white buttocks little by little. They swelled and expanded, freeing themselves from their constraints, showing their truest shape. In the setting sun, some areas of his flawless white buttocks were gilded with a faint gold, while larger areas were dazzlingly white.

“Here I am.” Ronan responded belatedly, grasping the smooth, snow-white, large buttocks that had been stripped of their black stockings with both hands, parting the labia, and inserting them into the moist flesh.

Lu Jianling raised his head and let out a long, refreshing breath.

Her body was enveloped in the damp, cool sea breeze, as if splashed with a layer of cool water. She felt the penis inserted into her lower body was unusually hot, instantly bringing warmth to her entire body.

Ronan also felt the tightness and warmth; as soon as he inserted himself, he felt a surge of heat spreading upwards and downwards, warming him from head to toe.

The thrusting and fucking were not intense, and Lu Jianling did not make any obvious groans.

In just a moment, Ronan felt Lu Jianling's penis constantly swelling and contracting, as if it were sucking out his stored semen before an orgasm.

Lu Jianling also felt that Ronan's thing was throbbing, as if it was about to ejaculate at any moment.

After a long-awaited union, both of them were excessively excited.

Ronan paused for a moment to slow down.

The deer sword feather stopped swaying.

"Shoot if you want to." Lu Jianyu nodded after a moment, her voice gentle.

Ronan shrugged slightly. "Is this how our first meeting after all this time ended so abruptly?"

“There’s still plenty of time tonight,” Lu Jianyu said.

"Then I'll cum?" Ronan asked tentatively. "Or, you could turn around and I'll cum in your mouth?" Cumming in the mouth would be easy, but cumming inside would require Lu Jianling to clean herself up and change her underwear and stockings. "I'll cum inside, and let my underwear and stockings hold your semen," Lu Jianling said seriously.

Ronan grabbed Lu Jianling's snow-white flesh hard, "Jianling, you're being especially lewd today." He then began to thrust rapidly.

"Ugh," Lu Jianling groaned softly. "Isn't this what you turned me into?"

With a sudden thrust, Ronan shuddered, and more than ten streams of thick semen gushed out.

Before all the thick semen could flow out, Lu Jianyu pulled up his underwear and pantyhose.

The semen was trapped under the pantyhose, and the slippery, sticky feeling in my genitals was truly awful, yet it also brought a strange sense of satisfaction. But pantyhose are pantyhose after all, and the semen gradually seeped through the crotch, soaking a large area.

Lowering her skirt and putting on her cotton robe, Lu Jianling walked downstairs to the living room with her legs tucked together.

Ronan then followed.

In the living room, Lu Jianling then asked Ronan and the others what they were doing there and what had happened before.

It was at this moment that Lu Jianling began to speak to Lavana; before that, she had not spoken to Lavana at all.

Lavana responded only half-heartedly.

It wasn't that she didn't want to speak properly, but rather that she hadn't spoken Chinese for many years and had developed a slight stutter. Furthermore, she was genuinely timid in front of Lu Jianling, though she didn't know why, even though Lu Jianling was a very approachable person.

After a while, the two maids brought the prepared food to the table one after another.

Although the two maids were Korean, the dishes on the table would not have any Korean characteristics unless the master specifically requested it.

The meal consisted of braised beef bought from outside, two cold dishes including cold sea cucumber, braised abalone, garlic shrimp, and fried sea snake (three seafood dishes), stir-fried potatoes, eggplant, and green peppers (a dish invented by Ronan), two stir-fried vegetarian dishes including vinegared cabbage, radish and mutton soup, and mushroom and sliced ​​meat soup. The staple foods were pancakes and rice.

There weren't any complicated or high-end dishes, but the menu was still quite extensive.

Dinner had ended more than an hour ago, and Guo Hanlu still hadn't returned.

Ronan and Lu Jianling simply went to the bathroom to take a bath.

Just as Ronan and Lu Jianling were rinsing each other and getting into the bathtub, Guo Hanlu returned.

She had already learned of Ronan's arrival from the gatekeeper and guards. After entering, she exchanged a few pleasantries with Madam Zhao, casually greeted Lavana, and went to the bathroom without even changing her shoes. When she opened the door, she saw Ronan and Lu Jianling entangled in the bathtub.

Lu Jianling gently pushed Ronan away and looked at Guo Hanlu. "Together?" Seeing that Ronan was clearly excited, Guo Hanlu looked disdainful. "Heh, forget it. You've had enough. I'll use him again after a few days, so that his semen is probably too diluted and can only drip a few drops."

"Guo Hanlu, it seems I haven't taught you a lesson in a long time." Ronan addressed Guo Hanlu by her first name.

"Shout, I'm leaving first, you guys continue." Guo Hanlu quickly slipped away, afraid she wouldn't be able to control herself.

Ronan smiled and then buried his head in Lu Jianling's chest.

Chapter 1120 White stockings, seemingly about to shred, a threesome

The next day, in the second-floor bedroom, by the window facing the sea.

Guo Hanlu pressed her hands against the windowsill, enduring Ronan's thrusting and upward penetration from behind.

Her face, which possessed a touch of androgynous heroism while also exuding charm, displayed an expression of both blissful enjoyment and barely suppressed emotion.

Her thighs were only slightly thicker than her calves, her incredibly long and slender legs standing straight. Even encased in semi-transparent white open-crotch pantyhose with a slight sheen, they still appeared remarkably thin. Under Ronan's rapid thrusting, her legs were almost always on their toes. Compared to Ronan's strong, muscular legs, Guo Hanlu's legs appeared excessively long and thin, possessing a crystal-like fragility, as if they were about to be shattered at any moment.

Ronan could almost completely grasp her smooth, delicate, and slender waist with just a couple of hands.

Not plump, just slightly upturned and rounded nipples trembled constantly during the thrusting. Ronan's huge thing was like a thick wooden stick stuck between two soft, round dumplings.

Guo Hanlu's pair of delicate, round breasts could not shake, but only trembled.

"Didn't you say you'd wait until I'm completely drained and let it rest for a few days before using it?" On the other side, Lu Jianling, wearing a pair of white stockings and suspenders, was lying on the bed masturbating when she said to Guo Hanlu, half-mockingly and half-jokingly.

"Uh, ah, I saw you were about to collapse, so I was just trying to help you recover, oh, um." Guo Hanlu groaned as she tried to explain, her voice punctuated by weak screams that sounded almost unbearable.

She couldn't resist last night, and this morning she put on open-crotch stockings, ready to get there first.

Lu Jianyu pulled down his semi-transparent white panties, inserted the vibrator, and let out a comfortable sigh. "When have I ever been unable to perform? It's you who's practically falling apart."

"Stop it, oh ah~~" Just as she was saying this, Ronan suddenly thrust into her cervix, and Guo Hanlu couldn't help but let out a long moan.

After thrusting for a while, Ronan picked up Guo Hanlu, backed away, and sat on the edge of the bed, starting to fuck her while sitting.

Lu Jianyu rolled off the bed, walked over, squatted down, hugged Guo Hanlu, and kissed and rubbed against her.

Guo Hanlu raised her neck and said, "Oh, go away."

Lu Jianling, seemingly having developed a twisted sense of humor, gently pinched Guo Hanlu's nipples and pulled them outwards. "Hanlu, are you really that heartless? All these years, haven't I been the one comforting you on Ronan's behalf?" "Come on, you cow, you're even less chivalrous than this guy, oh." As she spoke, she was brutally fucked several more times. Guo Hanlu grabbed Ronan's thigh hard, her fingertips digging in. "Bastards, you adulterous couple!"

Ronan asked, "Still cursing?"

“She did it on purpose, deliberately making you hurt her,” Lu Jianling said. “You know she likes rough treatment. Every time, Lu Jianling would get up at the end, lie face down on the bed, her legs, clad in long white stockings, straight and together, her feet pointing upwards, making her feet look especially long and slender.”

Ronan stood up and looked down at Lu Jianling in this position. He especially loved Lu Jianling lying like this.

Her long, fleshy legs, stretched straight and pressed together, seemed to merge into one, clad in white stockings. She resembled a plump, white mermaid with a long, swaying tail in the water, the visual stimulation was so intense it was almost overwhelming, making his blood boil and his penis feel like it was about to explode. Many times before, in the end, Ronan would pull out, stand there staring intently at Lu Jianling in this position, and ejaculate directly onto her fair, smooth back, onto her large, rounded buttocks, onto her seamless, full thighs, onto her shapely, fleshy calves, and onto her delicate, smooth soles.

Taking a deep breath, Ronan suppressed the urge to stand there and masturbate. He knelt down, guided his thick, hard penis into the crevice between her buttocks, and then placed his hands on her huge, fleshy buttocks before beginning to thrust in.

Only a macho man like Ronan could make Lu Jianling, this big meat cart, shake.

Beside her, Guo Hanlu simply straddled Lu Jianyu's back and kissed Ronan. A moment later, she raised her head and let Ronan suckle her nipples.

The three men's sexual intercourse lasted from the afternoon until evening.

Ronan ejaculated four times. Lu Jianyu's front and back were both injected with syrup by Ronan. Guo Hanlu was ejaculated once in the front. By the second time, she was already in the mood. She asked Lu Jianlin to bring the double-headed dragon and penetrate her hard from behind. At the same time, she took Ronan's huge penis into her mouth and let Ronan fuck her mouth. Finally, Ronan gave her a blowjob.

Guo Hanlu lay on the bed like a corpse, the tender flesh on the inside of her thighs still twitching. Her face had an expression of being completely ravaged, her eyes were unfocused, but an unusually satisfied smile hung on the corner of her mouth, which was constantly overflowing with thick white semen.

Lu Jianling stretched out her legs, braced her hands on the bed, and sat there panting like a weak person who had just finished a long-distance run. Her long, tender toes in her white stockings stretched and relaxed.

"How come you're getting stronger and stronger?" Lu Jianling said, looking at Ronan who was only slightly out of breath.

“Otherwise, how could I possibly handle you? Especially you, Jianling,” Ronan said with a smile.

Before leaving Seris, Lu Jianling was at the fifth rank. After more than twenty years of travel and cultivation, she had reached the sixth rank before falling asleep. After another twenty years passed after she woke up, she is now only one step away from the peak.

After a while, Guo Hanlu recovered and sat up. She got down to business, "I'll ask about Ye Zhongqing for you in a couple of days. Since his official identity is a high-ranking executive at Songliao Development, there must be quite a few people who know him."

Chapter 1121 Returning to the Capital: The Organization's Decision – Was It Foolish?

Luoyang, the current capital of Seres, was last the capital a thousand years ago.

The capital of the previous dynasty, or rather the last imperial dynasty of Seris in this world, was Yanjing. The selection of Yanjing was a process. First of all, the founding emperor of the Wei Dynasty was determined to establish the capital in Hebei, because Hebei was the most prosperous place for iron smelting, weaving and even agriculture at that time. At that time, the weaving industry in Jiangnan had not yet surpassed that of Hebei. As for agriculture, Henan was in a state of being ruined countless times at the beginning of the dynasty.

However, Emperor Taizu of Wei Dynasty was unwilling to choose Ye City, the capital of the previous dynasty, since it was the stronghold of the old forces. In the end, he chose Yanjing, which was further north. By transforming and expanding the new capital, he dealt a heavy blow to the old forces through engineering construction and the relocation of immigrants.

The current dynasty, now known as the Republic, was founded over a hundred years ago. When the capital was being decided at the beginning of the nation's establishment, Ronan had already retired and was not involved. At the time, there were two contenders: Yanjing (Beijing), which would remain unchanged, and Jinling (Nanjing), which would be more convenient for controlling the economic center.

The last two popular choices were eliminated first. Yanjing was too far north, and its influence couldn't reach the Jiangnan region, which was already an economic center at the time. Guangdong, which was still developing rapidly even after Luo Nan's departure, was far from the emperor's reach. Nanjing was too close to the old power stronghold, and many people felt it was undesirable for such an economically important region to also be a political center.

Amidst repeated back and forth, some suggested establishing the capital in Hubei, where transportation is convenient, it can be accessed from both the north and south, and it can support the consumption of the capital. However, in the final internal vote, Luoyang was chosen.

This result surprised many adults, but a result is a result.

Following this, a series of massive projects began, including the Yellow River management project, which mobilized the power of superhumans and involved a huge amount of manpower and resources. Some even said that Luoyang was chosen as the site for the legitimate management of the Yellow River, and that the project was intended to purge the old forces and centralize power. This was likely a last resort of Ronan, the treacherous foreign devil who had single-handedly dominated the Republic.

Whether it's true or not, it ultimately achieved the effect described in the rumors.

At this very moment, Ronan and his group were far away in the Northeast, while in Luoyang, inside an inconspicuous house, Ronan's target, Ye Zhongqing, was sitting opposite a man with a mustache and a dignified demeanor.

"Thank you for your hard work, Zhongqing," said the middle-aged man with the mustache, handing over tea.

"Alas, Vice President, I have made a series of grave mistakes. I cannot atone for my sins by committing suicide, and my conscience is already troubled," Ye Zhongqing sighed.

The middle-aged man with the mustache shook his head. "Zhongqing, the organization has strict rules. Everything must be done according to the rules. If you make a mistake, you will die. How can the organization maintain itself? We are not an extremist organization. We are revolutionaries who are determined to change this corrupt country."

"Vice President, what exactly is that medicine?" Ye Zhongqing asked.

He had taken a box from Canaan and his companions. After retreating to a safe place, he opened the box. Inside was a familiar box, a type of box specifically used to maintain the potion's activity, which was very expensive.

Instead of opening it, he hurriedly returned to Seris, heading straight to the organization's contact point in the northwest. He first had a member of the organization deliver it, then went to the northeast to complete his resignation, and then returned to the Luoyang headquarters.

The middle-aged man with the mustache replied, "A suppressant similar to ours seems to be more effective; others are still under research and analysis."

Ye Zhongqing breathed a sigh of relief. At least, he had gained something of value from this series of failures.

After taking a sip of tea, Ye Zhongqing asked again, "Have you found out who those people are?"

The group in question was naturally Ronan and his party.

When the battle began and Ye Zhongqing realized he couldn't win, he knew he'd been set up. Much later, he received news that the Beihe Chamber of Commerce members had all disappeared. He then deduced that Ronan's group wasn't from the Ross side, so could they be from the Republic? The probability was too low. If the Republic had discovered something, they should have come directly at Ye Zhongqing. In that situation, it seemed the other side didn't have any intelligence about him at all.

"The president is personally handling this matter," the middle-aged man with the mustache replied.

Ye Zhongqing's expression hardened, and he knew that this was the end of the question. He was not of a high enough rank to ask any more questions.

"Should I disappear for a while?" Ye Zhongqing asked.

The man with the mustache shook his head. "No, you go to Wuhan, await orders, and be ready to cooperate with other members at any time."