My lover is this organization

Upon hearing this, Vermouth's pretty face turned slightly red, but she remained firm.

"How could it be torn? Besides, you claim to have a perfect recovery ability."

"That would hurt..." Qin Wuque poked the Thousand-Faced Witch's cheek with his finger, "What if Sister Bei used a little too much force and it got torn off directly? I would be in so much pain that I would die."

“How is it possible to tear it off!” Vermouth broke apart.

"Why not?" Qin Wuque said to himself, "There's a popular saying on the Internet that girls are so weak that they can't even open a bottle cap. But when they get angry, they can even twist the top of their head off..."

"Oh, so how about we try it now?"

Vermouth stretched out her hand from underwater, and in front of Qin Wuque, she performed a grip strength test with a forced smile.

"No... no..." The latter shook his head quickly and timidly.

Qin Wuque was about to change the subject when his eyes inadvertently fell on the half-open door of the bathroom. Through the gap between the door and the door frame, he could see the corridor of the sky villa outside.

He uttered a soft "eh".

"Sister Bei, didn't you close the door when you came in? If Captain Qin saw her, she would definitely say something."

Vermouth was also a little confused, "Huh? My door wasn't closed, shouldn't it be like this?"

"Then I'll go turn it off." Qin Wuque shrugged and was about to stand up from the bathtub.

Just as he was about to get up from the water, a weak voice came from outside the door.

"Yes, it's me..."

Then a familiar long white hair appeared in their sight.

Of course it’s not Captain Qin, Captain Qin has silver hair.

Curacao leaned half of his body inside from the door, cautiously, as if he wanted to go in but didn't dare to.

She was only wrapped in a bath towel at the moment, with her bare feet stepping on the clean and dust-free floor, moving a little restlessly.

"Curaçao?" Qin Wuque understood.

He glanced at Sister Bei who was standing beside him with a half-smile on her face, and suddenly understood something. He couldn't help but pout and stretched out his hand to wave at Curacao who was still shy and hesitant at the door.

"Come in if you want."

"……Um."

Curacao hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

She had just taken a step when she heard Sister Bei, who was already sitting in the bathtub, teasing.

"Remember to close the door, or be careful of some murderous woman coming in with a gun."

"Oh, yes."

Curacao's eyes lit up when he was awakened, and he reached out to pull the door handle.

Then... I found that I couldn't pull it.

At the same time, the voice of a silver-haired beauty came from outside the door.

"Vermouth, are you talking about me as the woman who kills embryos?"

Hearing this sound, Qin Wuque spat out a mouthful of blood in the bathtub.

"Fuck!"

……

So, the number of people taking a bath suddenly increased from one to four.

The circular bathtub, which was not very big to begin with, suddenly became a little crowded.

Behind Qin Wuque was a wall, facing the gate.

On his left was Vermouth, on his right was Curacao, and Captain Qin was sitting directly opposite him, his eyes as cold as a knife, as if he was going to torture him in the next second.

Although the number of people had changed, the bathroom was still silent, with only the gurgling sound of the water flowing in the bathtub playing in a non-looping manner.

Curacao was busy being shy, Qin Wuque pretended to be dead with his eyes rolled back, the silver-haired beauty had a cold face, and Vermouth's eyes drifted back and forth between the man and the dog, and it was obvious that she was adding fuel to the fire.

Gin was annoyed by Vermouth's gaze.

She had just rushed to finish today's work at the Japanese branch and was planning to take a bath... or to ask Qin Wuque to take a bath with her and relax. However, as soon as she approached the bathroom, she heard Qin Wuque and Vermouth whispering inside, and she had no idea what they were talking about.

Then I looked again and saw, wow, there was a Curacao clinging to the door.

Are you guys here preparing to play Landlord with three people?

Thinking of this, the silver-haired beauty's blood pressure suddenly rose.

Although it is difficult to determine who is right or wrong in such a situation, since it has made the head of the executive department unhappy, it must be the fault of a certain dog head!

The silver-haired beauty became angrier and more annoyed the more she thought about it, so she raised her leg and kicked him.

Wow!

Amid the sound of water bursting, a perfectly shaped jade foot kicked the water surface, causing waves two or three meters high, and attacked Qin Wuque with the momentum of cutting off his offspring.

Qin Wuque was well prepared. Although Captain Qin usually had a cold face and didn't show much expression, she was actually a person who couldn't hide her emotions, especially when she was angry.

So he reached out his hand quickly and grabbed it, screaming loudly at the same time.

"Don't throw valuables around!"

"……open!"

Realizing that she had missed the kick, the silver-haired beauty became even more annoyed. She wanted to retract her leg but found that she was caught by someone. She couldn't help but feel extremely embarrassed and annoyed, and shouted angrily in a cold voice.

"I do not!"

Qin Wuque said confidently.

Are you kidding? Why let it go? Are you going to get kicked again if you let it go?

It doesn't exist, okay!

And right now, there is only one way to calm down Captain Qin’s anger!

Qin Wuque, holding the captain's jade feet, acted decisively. He pushed and pulled with both hands, and pulled the former up from the edge of the bathtub amid Curacao's low exclamation, and the former fell forward with loss of balance.

Then he was held firmly by a dog.

In the bathroom, the third charity Landlords competition starts again!

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It's just... Landlord. What else can you think of wrongly about Landlord? (Pretends to look around)

Chapter 401 Wouldn’t it be nice for us to live together?

Vermouth's passion and unrestrainedness.

Curacao's shyness is euphemistic.

And the cold and arrogant attitude of Captain Qin.

Qin Wuque was so excited that he felt like he was in high spirits.

But surprisingly, the one with the best physical strength in the end was Curacao.

Although her limbs were weak and she was gasping for breath, she was able to support herself, dry her body with a towel, put on a bathrobe and blow dry her hair.

In comparison, Captain Qin was in a much more embarrassing state.

Three hours later, in the living room of the sky villa, the deep night outside the window was tightly covered by white patterned curtains.

"Phew~ I'm so tired... I need to take a short rest."

Vermouth held onto the back of a chair and sat down on the sofa by the window. She was wearing only a bathrobe specially provided by the Sands Hotel, which was only tied with a belt. It was loose yet slim-fitting, covering all the key parts of her body. A pair of long, slender legs were crossed and entangled under the hem of the robe.

A large white towel wrapped her still wet golden wavy hair. Vermouth leaned her whole body against the back of the sofa. With the towel's cushioning, she was not afraid of getting the sofa wet.

She squinted her eyes, like a big cat lazily stretching her soft body after eating.

At one side, a silver-haired beauty who was completely limp and unable to even stand was wearing the same bathrobe. Princess Qin Wuque held her and slowly and carefully lowered her onto the sofa.

Vermouth glanced sideways and couldn't help but burst out laughing, the implication of her words was self-evident.

——That’s really lame.

The silver-haired beauty was in a calm period after her violent emotional ups and downs, commonly known as the sage time. When she heard the sneer coming from Vermouth, she didn't want to pay attention to it. However, her long-standing bad habits made her subconsciously glare at a nearby culprit.

"Alright, put me down now. This little bit of energy consumption..."

She said this, but her body honestly lay in Qin Wuque's arms without moving.

This gave Vermouth an opportunity.

As her eyes moved, the corners of her lips slightly raised, and she reached out and took a thing from the small coffee table next to the armrest of the sofa. It looked a bit like the nine-claw hook used by Chen Pi Asi in the novel "The Lost Tomb".

But of course that wasn't a real nine-claw hook, and it's impossible to have that kind of thing in a normal hotel.

The scientific name of this thing is head massager. Due to its peculiar shape, it has the same function as the filamentous hair-pulling machine, and it is particularly pleasant to use, so it is also called soul extractor.

Vermouth shook the soul extractor at a dog's head.

"Come here and give your sister a massage for a while."

"Oh……"

Qin Wuque received the order, and after gently placing Captain Qin on the sofa, he hurried over.

"Hmm~ It's really comfortable."

Vermouth unceremoniously leaned most of her body weight on Qin Wuque. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the latter's meticulous service while making all kinds of suggestive sounds.

At the same time, he did not forget to mock.

"We are different from some women who kill embryos. They don't care about us, but we do, right?"

Qin Wuque didn't dare to speak.

Curacao was still blow-drying his hair in the bathroom, and the "right" was obviously directed at him. If he dared to say "yes", Captain Qin would have drawn his gun and shot him with both guns in the next second.

"Vermouth you..."

"Oh, by the way, there's something I've always wanted to ask."

Gin finally lost his patience and was about to say something in rebuttal, but was ruthlessly interrupted by Vermouth.

The Thousand-Faced Witch, who was feared by everyone in the organization, stretched her body lazily, with her legs and feet stretched straight and raised in a straight line.

"You organized this trip. How many days do you plan to return to Japan?"

"Why are you asking this?" The silver-haired beauty frowned slightly, not quite understanding.

"Just asking~"

The Thousand-Faced Witch answered calmly.

Gin was silent for a moment before he spoke.

"…I want to go back a few days earlier."

"Ok?"

Vermouth slowly typed a question mark.

"Why? Is Singapore not fun? Or are you not satisfied with the sky villa at the Marina Bay Sands? You can't be missing your 30-odd square meter office too much, right?"

"Of course it's not because of these!"

The silver-haired beauty tutted in dissatisfaction.

"There has been no news from Rum for a long time. The entire Japanese branch and all other branches of the organization are currently in a state of complete disconnection. Moreover, I am not in Japan, so I cannot be the first to know about many things happening in the organization..."

"In the final analysis, I'm still thinking about your office." Vermouth disagreed.

After saying that, she grabbed the dog's neck tightly with her backhand and pressed her soft body against it.

"People like us would rather live in a spacious mansion like this, do some shameless things with our family every day, and live a happy life from now on."

In short, it just highlights the fact that you are shameless and calm, right?