My lover is this organization

Because the news was so explosive, Vermouth fell into silence for a long time.

It's outrageous. It wasn't long since she left Japan to carry out the mission in London. In the words of a certain nerd, it was less than seventy chapters at most. How come the Japanese branch was already prepared for a collective rebellion?

Actually, the traitor is actually me?

Seeing that Sister Bei didn't say anything, Qin Wuque reached out and touched her long legs as if to comfort her.

"Well, I understand your feelings, Sister Bayonetta. After all, you are the boss's granddaughter. Don't worry, Captain Jean and I only have a grudge against Rum. It's a little different from betraying the organization with the Japanese branch."

"granddaughter……"

Vermouth breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly: "This identity is more of a curse and shackle than an honor to me, and the boss is dead. The one who controls the entire organization now is just a semi-finished artificial intelligence developed based on the boss's thinking mode. The real person in power is still Rum. What you and Gin are doing..."

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore."

She shook her head, released her accelerator and stepped on the brake, stopping the car in a deserted alley, turned off the engine and pulled the handbrake, then skillfully turned over and sat astride Qin Wuque, gently wiping away the traces of the cross-dressing mask on his face, holding Qin Wuque's cheek with her hand, and spoke gently.

"No matter what you plan to do, I will follow you, understand?"

"Um……"

Qin Wuque's head was held in the palm of his hand, unable to move. He could only look around and mumble.

"Sister Bay, are you sure we want to start in a place like this? I don't mind it, but you're a big star. Even if the car windows are covered with black paper so that people can't see it from the outside, the windshield is still transparent. It wouldn't be good if someone saw it by accident...right?"

Then he saw Vermouth took out two large sunshade reflectors from under the driver's seat and covered the front windshield tightly.

Well prepared.

A certain dog head looked amazed.

"Hum~"

Vermouth glanced at Qin Wuque charmingly, lowered her head and whispered in his ear: "Thirty-seven seconds, do you know what this number means?"

"hen……"

"It was the time when you and that old woman Akai Mari were sucking each other's saliva mouth to mouth on the bridge."

There was a gleam of protection in Vermouth's eyes, and her tone was full of gnashing of teeth. She was even too lazy to use the word "kiss" to describe it specifically.

"So I have to make up for it now, understand?"

"Can't we wait until we get back to the hotel..."

"No, I can't wait."

After saying that, Vermouth kissed her directly.

After a while, the car began to shake slightly.

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PS: Why doesn't Black Sand have a Chinese server? The atmosphere in the Taiwan server is terrible, with people from both sides of the Taiwan Strait fighting against each other every day. I can't even understand the chat content in the US server channel, and if we really want to talk about erotic content... Blade & Soul's social security level is not that conservative, mysterious. (Holding his chin)

Chapter 99: Tie Tie with Mingmei~

Considering that it was a rare trip to London, it would be a waste and appear too honest to just go back directly, so Qin Wuque and Vermouth spent two more days in the luxurious suite of a London hotel without any shame or excitement.

And Vermouth also successfully made up for all her previous "losses", and even doubled it.

In short, the point is to have fun.

Fortunately, Qin Wuque had a plug-in that allowed him to have unlimited ammunition and avoid reloading. Otherwise, if he had a normal person's physique, his legs would have been so weak that he wouldn't even be able to walk.

Two days later, in the morning, in the Beika Town Villa.

Miyano Akemi was sitting on the sofa with her long legs crossed, watching TV. A sea-blue translucent plastic nut bowl was placed between her crossed legs. She was chewing a handful of pine nuts, and her favorite romantic drama was playing on the 8K TV hanging on the wall opposite her.

But Mingmei didn't look at it carefully enough.

In the past, she was so devoted to watching these love dramas because she was still single at the time. Every time she saw the romantic scenes in the TV dramas, it always allowed this happily single dog to have a little understanding of love and feel a little warmth of love.

And now... you can say it's the taste of the sweet, or it's hard to go from extravagant to frugal, anyway, ever since she's been with Qin Wuque, she no longer enjoys watching these romance dramas as before. Instead, it feels like she's deceiving herself by adding vegetarian chicken to the braised pork and re-cooking it.

After all, one can only be seen through the screen and experienced with imagination, while the other can be actually hugged, or even directly... ahem!

Thinking of this, Miyano Akemi's pretty face turned slightly red.

It’s all the fault of a certain dog head. He turned her into that shy girl.

but……

"When will Quejun come back~"

She raised her hand and used the remote control to turn up the volume of the TV. The girl leaned back on the sofa, pouting her cheeks and complaining to herself.

At this moment, the sound of a key being inserted into the door lock suddenly came from outside the entrance door.

Um! ?

Mingmei, who had been lying cross-legged on the sofa like Ge You in the previous second, suddenly sat up straight, like a cat who has realized that its owner has arrived at the door, and she almost pricked up her ears.

If possible, she certainly wouldn't mind standing her ears up, but the human physiological structure doesn't allow the ears to move as much as cats and dogs. However, the excitement on the girl's face is still hard to conceal.

Miyano Akemi gently put down the bowl of nuts in her hand and tiptoed down from the sofa. The sound from the TV covered her footsteps well.

She had quietly crouched next to the gate, without even wearing slippers, just wearing socks, and was sticking to the wall, ready to pounce.

Immediately afterwards, the door was opened from the outside and Qin Wuque walked in.

In fact, he had already heard the sound of the TV coming from the living room when he opened the door. He had been thinking about telling Mingmei to remember not to turn up the volume so loudly, otherwise if she saw something inappropriate for children, she might be careful that the neighbors next door would call the police.

However, as soon as the door opened, a delicate figure suddenly rushed towards him from the side of the door.

"Missing~"

Qin Wuque subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to block, but after hearing this extremely familiar voice, he forced himself to put his hand down, allowing Miyano Akemi to hold him tightly like an octopus.

"Amei, I'm back... um."

Before he could finish his words, his mouth was blocked by two soft lips.

After a few seconds, Miyano Akemi slowly let go, still unsatisfied.

"It's okay. It doesn't smell like other women." She nodded with satisfaction.

Qin Wuque thought to himself that it was the result of his diligent brushing of teeth.

If it was the previous two days... let alone the smell of Bayley, I guess it would even have the smell of milk.

Of course, he could only think about this in his mind. If he really said it out loud, given Mingmei's current dependence on him, he would probably become yandere on the spot, and then he would be cut open to cure her permanently.

Oh, no, it seems that even if I have the surgery it won’t cure the problem permanently.

Because it will grow again, it won’t even take two or three seconds.

Hey~ Thinking about it this way, the medicine is really convenient. (Sigh)

"Is everything fine these two days while I'm away?" Qin Wuque stretched out his arms and hugged the girl's soft and slender waist.

"No~" Miyano Akemi blinked her eyes cutely, "Because Que-kun is not at home, I basically rely on supermarket delivery for grocery shopping these two days, so I don't have to go out at all. As for Shiho, she is still the same, sitting in front of the computer every day and not coming down until dinner time... Oh, it seems that there is indeed one thing."

"what?"

Mingmei hummed, put her index finger on the corner of her lips, and tilted her head back with a thoughtful look on her face. "About a day ago, a little boy came to see you. He looked about six or seven years old and asked if you were there. After I told him you were not there, he went back and said he would come back in two days."

"Looking for me?" Qin Wuque was surprised.

"Yes." Mingmei nodded seriously and lowered her hand to indicate a height of fifty centimeters from the ground. "The child was about this tall, and wore a pair of big glasses, short hair, bangs in front of the forehead, and two tufts of hair on the back of the head. Do you have any impression of him, Mr. Quejun?"

"Hiss~ Now that you mention it, I think I know who it is..."

As Miyano Akemi's description became more detailed, Qin Wuque gradually formed an image of a naughty kid who was temporarily staying at the Maori Detective Agency in his mind.

Oh my goodness, it turns out to be you, little brother!

That's not right. Why would you look for him, little brother?

Just when Qin Wuque was puzzled, he suddenly felt two undisguised gazes aimed at him from bottom to top. When he lowered his head, he saw Mingmei in his arms looking up at him with resentment.

"Is this all you want to say?"

"...I love you?" Qin Wuque asked tentatively.

Mingmei was immediately amused by his stupid remarks.

This dog-head usually looks very arrogant and aggressive, just like a ruthless social security machine. How come he got stuck after just a few words from me?

She stretched out two green fingers and gently pinched Qin Wuque's nose, saying coquettishly: "If you love someone, you must take action, not just talk about it."

Oh~

understood.

I understand.

I understand again.

Qin Wuque's eyes lit up and a hint of enlightenment flashed across his face.

But he didn't know if it was his illusion, but it seemed that ever since they confirmed their relationship, Mingmei's initiative seemed to have been increasing, and it would not even be an exaggeration to say that it had skyrocketed.

Qin Wuque raised his head and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall of the living room.

Well, there are still about two hours before dinner time, so there’s still time.

So he lowered his head and kissed Mingmei's lips gently: "Then let's... go upstairs?"

Mingmei, who was flying actively in the last second, now became a turtle. She lowered her head and wanted to bury it in her chest. Two fiery clouds rose on her pretty cheeks at a very fast speed.

After a while, she moved her head slightly and let out a soft moan.

"Ah."

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PS: The group number is at the end of Chapter 95~~~

Shit... I went to my grandparents' house for New Year's Eve dinner yesterday, and I was actually urged to find a partner. I was so upset.

How can finding a partner be as fun as writing words? ? ?

Chapter 100: Mr. Jiaqian

After that, I had a great time.

More than an hour later, Qin Wuque finally sat down in front of the computer desk. The large computer chair allowed him to sit alone while holding Mingmei, who had just wiped her body and whose belly was warm, in his arms. It didn't seem crowded at all, but rather had a faint warmth.

Doing that is really an extremely physically demanding thing. Although Mingmei has some experience after the wonderful experiences of the first two times, and does not make herself so embarrassed every time, so weak that she cannot even get out of bed, but instead of putting on clothes and returning to normal directly after the end, she still prefers to curl up in Qin Wuque's arms to savor it a little more.

"Que, are you tired?"

Resting her head gently on the latter's arm as he operated the mouse, Mingmei, who had calmed down a little, reached out her hand to touch Qin Wuque's face and asked softly.

"Okay."

Qin Wuque nodded, but answered a little half-heartedly.

Logically speaking, even though that medicine can only maximize his injury recovery ability, its physical strength will not be increased infinitely, and he will still get tired.

But compared to Sister Bayonetta's crazy behavior of letting go for five or six hours at a time, Mingmei can really be regarded as a weakling.

Hearing the inattention in Qin Wuque's tone, the girl was not angry. She just turned her head to look at the black and white web page on the computer screen.

Although she couldn't quite understand the content on the webpage, it didn't prevent her from realizing that Qin Wuque was working at the moment.

So from an objective point of view, she is actually the one who disturbs other people's work.

But...

Miyano Akemi rubbed her still hot cheeks against Qin Wuque's strong chest and secretly revealed a happy smile.

Whatever~