Winter Executor, starting with a system of wronged individuals.

As expected of the Executor of the Fools, his awareness is truly extraordinary.

Such a willingness to give away so freely would make even a junior nun admit defeat.

Linglan sighed softly. Fortunately, the hotel room was well soundproofed, so even if something tense or exciting happened, she wouldn't hear it at all.

It doesn't matter; she can reward herself. The main thing is to have a hand on her body and do whatever she wants.

Next door at this time.

Su Ming poured Sandoni a glass of orange juice and asked curiously, "How long can you stay in Mondstadt?"

"About a month, what, you're already starting to find me annoying?"

Sandoni crunched on the potato chips, a satisfied and happy expression on his face.

The executive lives just to eat a delicious potato chip like this.

She casually placed her white-stockinged legs on Su Ming's hands, as if she had returned to the mechanical workshop, where it seemed like they did this every day.

Now it seems quite outrageous; it was all a conspiracy by the perverted Su Ming, using delicious potato chips to lure the innocent executive.

"How could that be? I was just afraid that your sudden departure would be too much for my fragile little heart to bear."

Su Ming chuckled. The truth was that he wanted Sandone to send him a few more letters when he returned to Winter City, so he wouldn't even have to pay for postage. It was perfect.

Sandonne curled his lip and muttered, "I don't even need to look to know you're thinking about Colombia. Too bad there's no future in a long-distance relationship. Just accept your fate."

"Good heavens..." Su Ming was a little confused, "Is it possible that Columbia is thinking of me?"

"Ha ha?"

Sandoni gave Su Ming a look of concern for a mental patient and patted his head. "Are you alright? That's Colombia, you know."

Rather than Columbia missing Suming, Sandonne thought it would be more reasonable for Columbia to betray the Queen today.

How could that be? That's Columbia, after all.

Sandonne suddenly thought of the white stockings on Columbia's legs, and then fell into a long silence. Oh no, could it be that Su Ming really guessed right?

Is Columbia really thinking about Su Ming?

She must have been so overwhelmed by eating fish that she had such an outrageous idea. She could believe that the Heart of the Wind God would suddenly appear at her door tomorrow, but she could never believe that Columbia was thinking about Su Ming.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Besides, Sandone has the advantage of the terrain right now. No matter how powerful Columbia is, she can't teleport from Winter Solstice to Mondstadt, right?

The advantage lies in her!

Sandoni nodded to herself; with the white silk stockings on display, she had no idea how she could possibly lose.

He's just a hermit, nothing more than a plaything. He probably wouldn't last a single round against her.

Sandone was confident that she could make the young hermit fall head over heels for her; that was the value of the seventh seat of the Executive. She had to teach this kid a lesson about first come, first served.

"Do you want some tomato-flavored potato chips?"

"eat!"

Sandoni readily surrendered, succumbing to potato chips, not losing to Su Ming.

"I feel like your taste in white stockings has improved," Su Ming said, feeling that the texture had become even better, as smooth as Dove chocolate.

"No."

Sandonne blinked and said honestly, "It just cost more Mora."

As we all know, the only downside of expensive things is that they are expensive.

A pair of stockings costing 180,000 yuan can't be anything less than amazing in terms of feel.

Moreover, the legs of the person wearing stockings are indeed top-notch; even the most stubborn person could not find a single flaw in Miss Sandoni's legs.

This is the perfect white-stockinged driver; Miss Sandoni truly deserves the title!

Su Ming was very pleased with this. As expected of the executive officer he had chosen, his awareness of Bai Si's feelings was truly touching!

Now, Sandoni is unlikely to be a substitute for Colombia anymore; it has carved out its own niche and developed entirely new advantages.

“I heard that the Mondstadt Flower Festival is about to begin,” Sandonne said, lifting her foot and looking at Su Ming with a half-smile. “What, nothing to say?”

"Hey, you should have said so earlier!"

Su Ming clapped his hands and revealed a sunny smile, "How did you know that you would get triple bonuses for working during the Flower Festival?"

Sandoni: "?"

Chapter 095 The Fifth Seat is So Powerful!

"That's enough. Do I look like the kind of person who needs Mora?"

Sandonne stomped on Su Ming's foot viciously. "What I mean is, take my sister out to play tomorrow!"

This person is probably pretending to be stupid. Does she have to explain it so clearly?

Do you even understand the value of being arrogant? These days, arrogance is a rare trait, becoming increasingly uncommon.

"What's wrong with you? As the executor of the Fools, all you think about is pleasure all day long. How can you face Her Majesty the Queen's nurturing? How can you face the future of Winter? How can you face the expectations people have for you?"

Su Ming's immediate question, "Are you worthy of this?" stunned the young Miss Sandoni.

The more Sandonne thought about it, the more she felt something was off. She raised her face and stared silently at Su Ming, saying coldly, "I'm the seventh seat, it's none of your business."

Su Ming: "?"

Oh no, the Fifth Seat is a real threat! I'm always wearing the puppet's Seventh Seat disguise, I almost forgot he's only the Twelfth Seat.

Logically speaking, it would be perfectly fine for him to call Sandoni "Lord Puppet".

Su Ming remained silent for a few seconds. In order to bully Xiao Sang with a clear conscience in the future, it seemed necessary to find a way to improve his position among the executives.

The simplest way would be to eliminate all the previous executives, thus rightfully getting a promotion and a raise, and ascending to the prestigious throne of the top executive.

Instead of doing that, it would be better to just kill the Empress and let her become the Empress. Then Sandone would be completely suppressed.

The problem is that Su Ming doesn't think he can defeat the Winter Queen. He discovered during the previous meeting that the Queen is definitely not an ordinary god; she is at least a god of the Six Lives Night Orchid level.

They wouldn't be able to hit anything; they'd probably freeze into massive ice shards—a winter specialty—and be imported to Liyue before they even touched it.

He should just stick to being the twelfth seat. Putting aside everything else, there are many advantages to being the last seat. For example, he is unlikely to be involved in the task of seizing the Heart of God, which eliminates the possibility of facing the gods directly.

Su Ming didn't want to follow Rosalin's old path. Although the twelfth seat was a bit low, it was safer.

Based on the Genshin Impact storyline, after Rosalind's forces disperse, it should be the poor puppet's turn to go to Fontaine. The outcome depends on whether she will be included in the gacha pool.

Clearly, Su Ming's fate is completely unknown at the moment, and all he can do is pray for the young puppet girl, hoping that she won't be the one being judged in Fontainebleau.

It seems that being a Fatui Enforcer is a high-risk profession. After touching the Heart of God, it's best to retire early and enjoy the wonderful life in this other world.

I can even write a light novel then, titled "I, the Executor of the Fools, Cultivate to Immortality After Retirement!", which will surely become a masterpiece in the light novel world.

This way, we can also ride the wave of popularity of the Liyue Masters. Isn't that wonderful?

Su Ming nodded in satisfaction, already fantasizing about the carefree days he would have in Liyue Harbor.

Of course, he didn't forget to touch Miss Sandoni's white stockings before lying down on the bed to rest.

Sandonne squinted and glared fiercely at Su Ming. "You just slept like that, feeling perfectly at ease?"

How could this person bear to leave her here all alone?

That's not how it's written in light novels. From a generally rational perspective, shouldn't things be like dry tinder catching fire in a fire?

so?

So light novels are all lies!

Sandoni blinked, and upon reflection, it made perfect sense. The novelist probably hadn't been in love; it was all just fantasy.

send.

I shouldn't have bought that book, "Even Dogs Can Make Their Goddesses Fall in Love With You! 360 Dating Secrets to Make Her Heart Flutter!"

So it turns out that these days, longer book titles don't necessarily make more sense. Sandone has figured it out.

Instead of spending time here learning how to make a dog love her, she might as well just put on a Columbia mask and let loose.

If, just if, she Sandone directly wore the Columbia mask, and in a loli form, how would you deal with it?

This must have been a direct and immediate breakthrough for Su Ming, a testament to the confidence that the Columbia Mask gave her!

It's decided then and there. Tomorrow I'll find some time to make a Columbia mask and take down Su Ming.

This kind of immoral pleasure is truly exhilarating.

Sandone was already eager to try, and when she turned her head, she saw that Su Ming had fallen asleep hugging her white silk legs, and looked quite tired.

"Hey."

Sandoni sighed helplessly, poked Su Ming's cheek with his index finger, and revealed a faint smile.

"rest!"

Sandonne lay lazily on the soft bed, her eyes slightly closed, feeling that the day had passed by quickly, as if she hadn't had time to do anything before it was over.

Fortunately, she still has plenty of time, and can at least retain more memories within this month.

Sandoni turned over, staring at Su Ming's profile as he gradually drifted off to sleep.

Even in the dead of night, some people are still wide awake, like Miss Lily of the Valley, who is still clinging to the doorframe.

"Strange, it's really strange."

Lily of the Valley muttered to herself, "Although this is very improper, it should be okay to just listen in secretly to satisfy my little curiosity, right?"

Just eavesdropping, what if they're really having an imparting session inside? It would be a huge loss to miss it.

Miss Lily of the Valley held her breath, listening intently to the sounds behind the door, as if the path to salvation lay within.

"Miss Lily of the Valley?"

"what!"

Lily was so startled she almost took off on the spot. When she turned around, she saw Ying and Paimon looking completely bewildered.

Ying was also startled by Linglan's reaction and asked weakly, "Are you alright...?"