Yes, Madam Prime Minister

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“I want to fuck you right now.” With that, Ronan grabbed Lori Dinia’s slender, soft waist with both hands, lifted her up, and stood up with the momentum.

Before Dinia could finish speaking, Ronan's penis, along with her white stockings, was inserted into her vagina.

It was huge, so huge, it felt like it had pierced right through my stomach.

Tiny Dinia was completely under Ronan's control. Ronan held her like a baby being held to urinate, with little Dinia's body suspended in mid-air, her hands and white-stockinged feet swinging wildly with each thrust, like an extra-large masturbation sleeve.

There's no skill involved; it's just a relentless, brutal thrusting all the way in.

"Oh, hiss, uh." Ronan groaned softly. It was so tight and tender inside. Although there was some moisture, there wasn't much.

Dinia moaned incessantly, her eyes glazed over; she had never imagined it would be so stimulating.

Under the relentless and rapid onslaught of the colossal object, Dinia had entered a state of ecstatic climax. Ronan accelerated wildly once more, shouting, "Shoot! Shoot it all in! Fill it up!"

When Ronan put Dinia down after he finished shooting, she was still in a daze and could barely stand. Ronan had to reach out and help her up.

After standing there for a short while, a huge amount of thick, white fluid flowed down her inner thighs from her vagina, which was extremely lewd.

Ronan couldn't help but sit down on a chair nearby and begin to take long, deep breaths.

After a while, Dinia recovered, still looking a bit tired, but with a more relaxed smile. "How was it? Surprised?"

“Absolutely.” Ronan was excited but also regretful. He had been too caught up in the moment and hadn’t properly savored Dinia’s loli body; he had only been focused on having sex.

Chapter 922 There's also a mature woman form, the Sage Time, let's change again?

After a few words, Ronan took a couple of breaths. He hadn't really rested yet, but he was already eager for the next time.

This time, I'm going to savor every single part of Loli Didi.

However, just as Ronan was about to get up, Dinia went into the inner room and closed the double doors. Just as the doors were about to close completely, she poked her cute little head out and looked at Ronan in the outer room, saying, "There's a surprise coming up."

Dinya was deliberately being cute; a ten-year-old would never speak in that tone. But even though Ronan knew she was acting, he was still completely charmed. She was just too adorable. He wished he had a daughter like her.

After a while, the door opened a crack, and first a leg stretched out, very long, unlike Dinya's leg.

She was wearing garter stockings, black garter stockings, which were semi-transparent overall, except for the toes, heels, and the thickened area connecting the garter straps.

Her thighs were plump, as if they were about to burst at any moment, and her calves were long, making the stockings appear thinner by stretching them vertically.

Then, he walked out, and was about the same height as Ronan.

"My God," Ronan couldn't help but exclaim softly.

It's not just that they've gotten taller.

She still had white hair and red eyes, but her snow-white and light gold hair had turned into wavy curls, the red in her eyes had dimmed slightly, her features seemed to have matured, and her lips were bright red. If Dinia hadn't reached such a high rank and was just a novice mage, then her appearance in her thirties or forties would probably look like this.

Her breasts seemed to have grown larger, and her waist was no longer the slender waist with a flat stomach, but rather a slightly rounded waist that better suited her maturity.

Although we cannot see the 臋, we can imagine it.

Between her plump thighs were black, semi-transparent silk panties that tightly bound her labia, outlining their full shape. Above her labia, there was pubic hair of the same color as her hair, and much more than in the real Dinya.

Her calves, completely encased in black stockings, looked incredibly long, making her appear even taller. The toenails, visible through the stockings, were a vibrant red – not nail polish, but a deliberate, sexy transformation by Dinia.

If she had simply become more mature and fuller-figured, it wouldn't have looked so good on Dinya, but she also grew taller, which changed everything.

Mature women should be tall and slender to match their sophisticated气质 (qi zhi - inherent quality/temperament).

"How is it?" Dinia asked Ronan.

Ronan was completely stunned. "Didi, you're simply my goddess."

At this moment, Ronan had lost his normal thinking ability. One sentence kept echoing in his mind: This body must be used in the rear-entry position, and can only be used in the rear-entry position.

Ronan pounced on her, and Dinya half-heartedly resisted.

Ronan quickly positioned Dinia in a kneeling, prone position with her buttocks raised high, and then eagerly penetrated her.

The strong and fit Ronan at this moment really looked like an undeveloped little boy, thrusting on top of the tall, voluptuous, mature and beautiful wife.

Nearly an hour later, Dinia collapsed, and Ronan lay sprawled on her back like a rag doll.

At this moment, Ronan was in a near-flashback state. He still remembered what he did in the first ten minutes or so, when he used his ultimate technique right away. The middle part was blurry, and he only remembered inserting it into the anus between the super-huge buttocks, and he was about to have an orgasm. He basically didn't remember what he did in the last few minutes.

After a while, the shrunken and softened thing slid out from the wetness. Ronan sat up on the ground, staring blankly as he muttered, "It's unbelievable..."

Dinia rolled over, her body rapidly shrinking back to its normal, youthful form. "What happened to you?"

“I…” Ronan briefly explained his amnesia in the final stage.

"Immersed in pure lust," Dinia said. She knew this feeling all too well; the power of the primal species could uncontrollably lead one into such a state during orgasm.

"Didi, did I go a bit too far?" Ronan looked like he was reflecting on his actions.

“In the past, I also wondered if I had gone too far. How could a person with ideals be so immersed in carnal desires?” Dinia asked herself and answered, “But after so many years, it seems that there has been no impact. It feels a bit absurd, but that’s just how it is.”

"Ha, I actually got some advice from you," Ronan said with a hint of self-deprecation.

Dinia sat up abruptly and looked at Ronan. "What, can't I even give you some advice?"

“Of course you can, you’re the leader.” Ronan joked, seemingly having reverted to his original demeanor.

"Ronan, do you think it's really okay to abolish the hereditary emperor system?" Dinia got down to business.

Ronan seemed indifferent. "Nothing is without problems. It's hard to predict whether something will be good or bad before it has an outcome, but we don't need to worry about that. If we want to do it, we'll do it. So what if it doesn't turn out as expected?"

Dinia wanted to reason with him, but she gave up before she could finish, and could only sigh, "Sure enough, just like in that fable, you are the kind of person who is willful and reckless in the desert and enjoys it. It's really hard to imagine that someone like you can become a civil servant."

“Only someone like me, who has no faith, no goals, and is capable of anything, can adapt to all types of leadership and become a role model among civil servants,” Ronan said with a smile. “If I weren’t such a person, I would have collapsed long ago, caught between you and Anri.”

This refers to Queen Ambriel and Prime Minister Didi. As a wife, Ambriel is tolerant and a bit naive, but as a king, she is the kind of person who is willing to give her subjects room to maneuver, but if things are not done well, she will definitely find a way to kill them. As the chief mistress, Didi is also considerate, but as the prime minister, she is the kind of person who will make trouble on a whim and force people to come up with solutions.

Dinia didn't respond to Ronan's question, but continued her previous topic, "Actually, sometimes I also think that the monarchy might not be so bad."

"That's an illusion. In the Kingdom of Phos, it was only because of special individuals like you, me, and Anri that the country was brought to a good state. The imperial court under the Seris system provided a platform for all parties to fight without breaking apart. In the agricultural era, that was relatively stable. For the agricultural era, stability was good. But now it's different. Only when the East Wind prevails over the West Wind can this country be changed and enter a new era. Fight without breaking apart? Wrong. Without destruction, there can be no construction."

Ronan had by now regained his usual wisdom and clearly pointed out the misconceptions in Dinia's thinking.

“Sometimes I really wonder why I can’t compare to you in this respect.” Dinya couldn’t help but sigh, wondering why she, an idealist, would sometimes feel lost, while Ronan never did.

Ronan couldn't help but tease, "Maybe it's because you graduated from an orphanage, which is like being a primary school student."

Dinia got angry immediately, "That's still more educated than you. You didn't even finish elementary school."

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Come on, Didi, turn into a little girl, and we'll do it again." Ronan changed the subject.

"You think you can just change it whenever you want?"

Chapter 923 Informal Meeting: Membership Composition - No Opposition Means Approval

The first informal meeting of the Provisional Military Defense Committee of Guangzhou was held in the same garden where, two years earlier, a group of officials from Foshan had hosted a welcome dinner for Liu Menglong, the newly appointed Assistant Magistrate of Foshan.

All members of the committee were present.

Ronan, Dinia, Ambriina, and Isabelle, four foreign devils.

Next up was the navy.

Pei Jinghai, Feng Chongwei, Lin Wenhua, Yang Zhaowu, Li Yunting, and Chen Guangyao are the six powerful figures in the Guangdong Navy.

After that, the officials.

Lü Delin, Xu Tianci, and Wang Sizheng are the three bigwigs of the provincial government.

Yu Minghe, the General of Guangdong, had most of his soldiers under his command controlled by civil officials who served as part-time garrison commanders in various parts of Guangdong. The number of soldiers he actually commanded was far less than that of Lu Jianling, the General of Guangxi. However, he was, after all, the second-in-command in military affairs in Guangdong. Not inviting him would be a real disrespect.

Cui Heyou was the Salt Transport Commissioner of Guangdong. He was a man of real power. Salt was not important; what mattered was transportation. He managed the entire river transport system.

These are all the provincial-level bigwigs.

The levels below that are lower.

Then there were Zhang Changlin, Xu Zhongting, and Yuan Fanghe, three officials from Foshan. Zhang Changlin and Xu Zhongting were in charge of Foshan's Legal Affairs Department and Iron and Steel Department, respectively, so they were qualified. Yuan Fanghe, who was in charge of the Yi Min Department, was somewhat unqualified. However, Luo Nan promoted him because the war involved Guangxi, and Yuan Fanghe had served as an official in Guangxi and was very experienced in dealing with Yi Min issues.

As for county officials in other places, they are not qualified to be directly invited.

Finally, there were two special people: Lu Ming, who was parachuted in to manage the Guangzhou Customs, and Zhao Junyong, the Prince of Nanhai.

Ronan had previously made a suggestion that was accepted: each directly invited committee member could also recommend two people to join the association.

Now it's truly a case of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each displaying their unique abilities, and a chaotic mess of demons and monsters.

They were all very interesting.

The six naval men led by Pei Jinghai recommended members who were not from within the navy. They were all local "celebrities and gentry" from Guangdong. These people were not just superhumans or landlords; they controlled a certain merchant fleet.

As the saying goes, since we've all boarded this pirate ship and joined the rebellion, we can't just rely on guns; we also need to grab the money. If we're going to rebel, let's rebel thoroughly.

Lü, Xu, and Wang were relatively normal; they all recommended local officials, which was a way for them to further consolidate their power in the regime.

Yu Minghe, the Guangdong General, was acting rather strangely. He recommended the Foshan Finance and Grain Bureau and the Agricultural Administration Bureau, clearly indicating his desire to further integrate into the inner circle.

Cui He, who was in charge of river transport, was even more outrageous; the two people he recommended were both wealthy merchants from other places.

The three from Foshan, Zhang Changlin and Xu Zhongting, took unconventional approaches, recommending two litigious individuals. Xu recommended two members of the Iron Industry Alliance: one was the former leader of the alliance during Chen Zuolin's time, and the other was Old Wang, the newly appointed leader after Luo Nan's arrival. Yuan Fanghe also took a different approach, recommending two officials from Foshan's salt transport and waterworks departments. With this, all the heads of Foshan's major government offices were now on the committee.

Zhao Jun's choice of this prince was even more outrageous. The first person he recommended was Yu Xiong, nicknamed "Big Boss Xiong," a local gang leader in Foshan. The other was his confidant, a first-rank official whose name he had never even heard of.

Ronan already knew the two people Lu Ming recommended. One was Lu Zhongyou, a middle-aged man with a very impressive background, the grandson of Lu Mingyue, a seventh-level expert. The other was Luo Yuming, who was only sixteen years old, but this child was a genius like Astrid, and was already a fourth-level expert at the age of sixteen.

Finally, back to Ronan, Dinia, Ambrina, and Isabelle.

The recommendation from four foreigners was what made others think it was outrageous.

Isabel recommended two scholars who were involved in gangs, and both of them turned out to be superhumans. Ambrina recommended two fringe intellectuals, the kind who drank and dabbled in art and were hard to understand. Dinia recommended two businessmen who were somewhat famous, but they also became superhumans.

Some people were skeptical about Ronan's supposed talent and skills, but now it's completely confirmed.

As for Ronan, one of the people he recommended was a good-for-nothing playboy, and the other was even more unbelievable. No one present recognized him, and when asked, it turned out to be a worker.

The four foreigners, led by Ronan, recommended members who were undoubtedly incapable of helping them expand their power.

Could it be that Ronan truly didn't want to fight for power? Was it really just internationalism?

It can only be said that their level is still a bit lacking.

Back in the Kingdom of Phos, after Ambrina came to power, why were Ronan and Dinia able to decisively defeat the old forces? Firstly, because they established a new regime; secondly, because Ambrina's rule left the old forces with no opportunity to exert influence. Ambrina, the new queen, had no deep-seated interests with any particular power group, which is why she could send people to the guillotine.

“Everyone knows each other now, right? Since that’s the case, I, as a foreigner, will also say a few words.” As soon as Ronan spoke, all the whispers stopped.

"Our committee has only two things to do: to be loyal to the country and to protect the people and the nation," Ronan said, glancing around to make sure no one objected. He continued, "The country is in turmoil right now. We don't want to cause trouble for the country; instead, we actively share its burdens. That is the greatest loyalty we can show."

What the hell is this proactive sharing of burdens? What the hell is this loyalty?

It's a real shame that you, Ronan, aren't coming to Seres to serve as an official.

“Protecting our territory and ensuring the safety of our people is our responsibility, but with a major war about to break out, we cannot plunder the merchants and the people. I believe everyone understands that.” Ronan added, “Even if we have to fight, development cannot stop. Only through development can we create a good environment to attract immigrants and strengthen our forces.”

This is certainly clear. If the company isn't yours, you'll definitely exploit it to the fullest extent. But if the company is yours, you can't just drain the pond to catch all the fish.

Not only should we not exhaust the resources, but we should also find ways to expand the facility and bring in more fish.

"I personally have some specific plans, but since it is a committee, it cannot be a one-man show, not a one-man show by me, a foreigner, nor a one-man show by any of the people present here."

"However, no organization can be without a leader, without superiors and subordinates, and in fact, the organization must be tightly knit, otherwise it will become a gang."

"I propose that we hold the first formal meeting in five days. The meeting will have two agenda items: first, to discuss the organizational structure and positions that should be established within the committee; and second, to discuss an election process so that we can elect a chairman and the heads of the subordinate departments."

Ronan's words did not immediately receive approval.

For those already in high positions, the election means their status might decline, while those in lower positions have already begun to harbor such thoughts, though they dare not speak out openly.

The position within the committee doesn't affect one's official rank? Only a naive person would think that. Anyone with eyes can see that the committee will gradually take over the original power structure as the rebellion progresses.

"Oh, it seems no one objects. Shall we do it this way?"

"..."

Chapter 924 Prelude to the Election: Only These Three Candidates, We Still Need to Find Ronan

The day after the informal meeting ended, Lü Delin, Xu Tianci, and Wang Sizheng got together for a meal.

They had never eaten together in the past few years.

After all, Lü Delin was essentially the provincial governor in charge of civil affairs and the economy, Xu Tianci was practically the number one official in the Political and Legal Affairs Commission and also oversaw the Discipline Inspection Commission, while Wang Sizheng was rather special, in charge of education, except that his education included extraordinary education, and he also had an education team under his command.

The three people are from completely different systems; they don't even hold meetings in the same place, and they don't usually interact.

But ever since Ronan started causing trouble, they've gotten together countless times.

Xu Tianci tapped his fingers incessantly on the table, just like his restless heartbeat. "Judging from this situation, it seems that Admiral Pei is really going to be elected chairman."

Lü Delin didn't respond, focusing on wiping his special ivory chopsticks with a clean new silk cloth.

"There's nothing we can do about it," Wang Sizheng sighed.