Rhode Island Park Project

He wakes up at 6 a.m., goes to work at 8 a.m., and often arrives early. He leaves work at 6 p.m. At night, it's not that he doesn't want to work overtime (seriously), but so many women in important positions in Rhodes Island are watching him. If he doesn't make time to party, with so many powerful women making a fuss, the whole of Rhodes Island will probably be turned upside down.

and so--

He has parties at night, but in fact, he is working overtime at his job as a scumbag (this is serious)!

Or to put it another way, he's not having a party, he's paying his dues, and that's real hard work!

"..."

Sitting on the sofa after dinner, Kelsey glanced dispassionately at someone who was touting his sophistry. "If you could just let go of that cat in your arms first, I'd be able to trust you a little bit."

Ahmoni: "Meow!"

"That won't work."

Instead of letting go, Luo Hang reached under Ahmoni's skirt and quickly pulled off her pantyhose, seeing her frightened expression and suddenly raised tail.

Pinching Miss Ahmoni's fair and tender thigh, he glanced at the still clear mark "?" on the inside of her thigh, and let go of his hand with satisfaction.

"This is a prisoner I captured from Wellington's army. He must be interrogated strictly!"

He held Ahmonie in his arms and spoke confidently to the expressionless Kal'tsit.

"that,"

Ahmoni twitched the corner of her mouth and raised her head in Luo Hang's arms, "Can I surrender now?"

"—?"

He tilted his head, "I don't accept that!"

"Why?! I'm sincere!!"

"Then since you've surrendered, have sex with me first. As a subordinate, you are not allowed to refuse."

"Hmm-?? Doesn't anyone in Rhodes Island care about the unspoken rules?!"

Kelsey sighed.

"Everyone except him."

Ahmonie: “——???”

"Mandela, come sit here and go behind her and hold her feet."

"—!"

"Wait, wait a minute!"

Ahmoni panicked as she saw Mandela approaching.

"Is it starting now? Right here?! Shouldn't we go to the bed?!"

As he untied his belt, he gave Miss Ahmonie a shining smile:

"Sorry, prisoners have no human rights."

"Wait, Mandela, at least I used to--!"

"Master, is this so?"

"very good!"

He gave Mandela a thumbs-up, then reached out to hold Miss Ahmoni's thigh, who looked desperate and sad, and smiled happily:

"Then I'll come~?"

"Just come on, don't talk nonsense."

Ahmoni complained angrily.

give up.

Destroy it!

"—!!"

It hurts!

Chapter 514 Let me weigh it!

I had a great time last night.

Early in the morning, Ahmonie Duck, with messy hair and tail, sat on the bed, looking at the bloodstains that were obvious in the mess without any sadness or joy. Instead, she suddenly felt that there was nothing to worry about.

Mandela next to her was just like any other ordinary morning, walking back and forth on the carpet, calling out "Master, Master" and preparing clothes. Kal'tsit also sat on the edge of the bed with a calm expression, combing her hair. After being kissed by Luo Hang, she slowly and methodically put on her clothes.

She was alone, like in another world among the crowd.

"You don't have to go to work today? Or should I call your embassy and ask for leave for you?"

Luo Hang's words suddenly broke her sense of isolation.

but,

She stared expressionlessly at the man in front of her who had played with her all over, not only making her expose herself to the point where she couldn't face anyone, but also making her wag her tail with Mandela, tying her tail with Mandela's tail, making her meow, taking countless photos, and... in short, the man who was the complete culprit, but now cared about her with a nonchalant expression as if nothing had happened.

Ahmoni had no idea what expression she should show.

"As long as you can give me the gift that His Highness wants, I will have no problem."

"So you still remember this? I'm so touched by your dedication to your work."

Luo Hang couldn't help but complain.

The corner of Ahmoni's mouth twitched.

Do you think I want to?!

If I don’t work for others, will you support me?

Forget it. Considering Mandela's current condition, maybe this person can really do it, but the result may not be what he wants.

As a dual agent, Victoria's power was now roughly evenly divided between the Duke of Wellington and Luo Hang. Her former superior would likely have to side with Luo Hang, and with the Duke of Wellington as her future superior, she couldn't count on him anymore.

Unless she wanted to flee abroad, if she wanted to stay in Victoria, she was destined to work honestly for Her Royal Highness the Princess.

After all, no matter who wins in the end, Victoria will eventually fall into the hands of this family, unless the Sarkaz can capture Victoria alone.

But in that case, other countries probably won't ignore the Sarkaz, and in the end, a small figure like her will have little hope.

"Kal'tsit gave you permission for what you wanted yesterday, right? Forget it, you don't have to move the things again. I'll have someone deliver them directly to your embassy."

Luo Hang made the decision very readily.

"Thank you very much."

Ahmoni also curled the corners of her mouth.

She kept sitting like this because she really didn't want to walk! It really hurts!

But after this pain, no matter how much trouble Her Royal Highness the Princess causes her in the future, she won't care anymore.

Anyway, if you have any problems, just go find Luo Hang directly. The worst that can happen is that you will be fooled again.

Miss Ahmonie thought rather self-deprecatingly.

"That's right, that's right."

Luo Hang, who had only put on half of his clothes, suddenly seemed to remember something.

Then, when Ahmoni saw someone take out a marker, her eyes immediately jumped.

"Want me to help you?"

Luo Hang opened the pen cap and gave her a friendly smile.

She also moved the corners of her mouth.

"Need not."

She endured the pain and spread her thighs. Luo Hang also bent down with great interest and added the final stroke to the characters he had left before.

'just'

You're done~

Then he raised his head, and his eyes were once again dazzled by a heavy object.

He must solemnly declare that—

After his confirmation last night, there is E.

Moreover, it is not only soft, but also has an amazing weight.

So, one of the questions he is considering now is...

"Just wait for me."

"—?"

The three people in the room looked at Luo Hang in bewilderment as he suddenly ran out of the bedroom. After a while, they saw him running back excitedly, holding a... pallet scale?

"Sit still and let me weigh you."

Ahmoni, who was being greeted by Luo Hang, was puzzled at first, and then when she saw the other party's target, her face turned red almost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Are you a pervert?!"

"That's me!"

"——??"

"Sit still and don't move!"

Ahmoni was desperate.

Looking at someone exclaiming "Oh Oh" at the rotating pointer of the pallet scale, Kal'tsit and Mandela on the other side also showed subtle expressions, looked at each other, and suddenly fell silent again.

Satisfied with getting the data he wanted, Luo Hang finally put down the scale in his hand, returned to his original position to put on his clothes, and sighed.

"How about we add this data to our operator's illustrated manual in the future?"

Kelsey expressionless:

"I veto."

"OK then."

He also shrugged, but Ahmoni looked as if she had lost all hope in life.

……

8:30 am.

Ahmoni took a taxi to the embassy by herself.

Luo Hang was kind enough to say that he could give it to her, but she flatly refused.

If someone from the embassy saw her getting out of Luo Hang's car so early in the morning, she didn't want to imagine what a lively scene that would be.

"Miss Ahmoni!"

She endured the pain between her legs and slowly walked into the embassy when her subordinates who were busy doing something in the hall ran over in a hurry.

"You're finally here! Rhodes Island suddenly sent that box over just now, and they specifically asked for your signature."

The subordinate pointed to a box in the hall that was more than a person's height and was extremely beautifully packaged.

It's obvious that this thing was prepared long ago.

At this point, Ahmoni no longer had the energy to lament her fate. She just breathed a sigh of relief and waved to the nervous subordinates in front of her.

"That's the virtual cabin that's going to be handed over to His Highness. You can check it with the instruments. No need to disassemble it. If there's no problem, notify His Highness and send it away."

"Did you negotiate for this?"

Seeing Ahmoni's well-informed look, the subordinates were immediately surprised.

Others in the hall also looked over.

"Ms. Ahmoni is indeed worthy of her name!"

"Thank you for your hard work!"

"How did you do it?"