My Prime Minister is so cute

".......well."

Bird sighed and casually hugged the district chief, who had started to act silly again, into his arms. He took a deep breath and showed a relaxed expression before speaking, "Ms. Avril, waste is inevitable. We just need to control it within a reasonable range."

"......I do not understand."

Avril frowned, "This should be manageable, right?"

"Mr. District Mayor, no matter what you want to do, you need to pay a cost."

Bird explained: "Maybe it's time, maybe it's energy, maybe it's your influence in the government - just like the civil service layoffs, you can do it now, but it will inevitably take a lot of energy and time."

"We need to deal with the backlash from the civil service system, go through all the tedious paperwork, and spend energy on screening to ensure that the civil servants laid off are indeed those who are 'unnecessary' and not those who are actually doing the work. We also have to deal with the subsequent dissatisfaction and passive resistance of civil servants."

"By comparison, wouldn't it be better to use the same amount of energy and time on the railway project, the campaign against organized crime, and the Bright Plan?"

"So, it's not that we don't care, we're just using our energy on more useful things," Avril asked.

"Yes!" Bird smiled and nodded.

Avril thought for a moment and then said, "By the way, Bird, I have another question."

"what is the problem?"

Bird asked casually.

"Why don't I feel smarter recently?" Avril asked with a puzzled look on her face. "Every time I kissed you before, I would feel a little smarter, but recently I don't feel that way anymore..."

Bird: “…”

Recently, it seems that I haven't given the district chief any extra points...

After all, by comparison, whether it's improving Sarah's writing skills or improving Sophia's skills, the actual effect is much stronger than adding points to Avril...

“Is there such a possibility?”

Bird pondered for a moment and slowly said, "Maybe you've become very smart, so ordinary kisses have no effect on you anymore."

"Is that right?"

Avril blinked her big eyes innocently; "But why do I feel like I'm not smart enough..."

The district chief was unexpectedly self-aware today.

"Well, although ordinary kisses can't make you smarter," Bird said again, with a serious face, "I do have an advanced plan..."

Chapter 125 You have to kiss hard on the lips

"Advanced plan?"

Avril blinked her big eyes and said, "Bird, what is the advanced plan?"

Bird coughed twice. "The so-called advanced solution is a more efficient, simpler, and more feasible solution. It further improves the efficiency of the original solution, realizes functions and expectations that were previously unattainable, and thus achieves a further goal."

Avril: “?”

"simply put."

Bird gently tapped his lips and smiled, "Just kiss here instead. It will be more effective in making you smarter."

Kiss, kiss here?!

But if you kiss here, yes, yes, it should be considered a kiss, right?

Avril was stunned for a moment, looking at Bird's lips. Her two hands unconsciously clenched into fists because of nervousness and pressed them in front of her body. At the same time, her whole body was subconsciously tensed.

Although she had kissed Bird's cheek many times before.

But there is a big difference between kissing the cheek and kissing the lips. Kissing the cheek is just a more intimate act, and some family members often do it, but kissing the lips...

After imagining the two of them kissing in her mind, Avril's face turned red and her body seemed to feel a little numb, so she couldn't help but ask.

"Bird..."

"Ok?"

"Can you really become smarter if you kiss here?" Avril asked in a low voice.

"It's absolutely true, Mr. District Chief." Bird touched his nose, feeling a little guilty. "If you don't believe me, try it and you'll know."

"Um......"

After hesitating for a few seconds, Avril seemed to have made up her mind. She loosened her clenched fists, raised them up and placed them on Bird's shoulders, and slowly approached Bird at a very slow speed.

However, the two of them were already hugging each other, so even at a snail's pace, they were able to quickly shorten the distance.

So, looking at Bird's face so close in front of her, Avril's breathing became more rapid, and her two big blue eyes, which were already watery, seemed to be able to drip water.

At this moment, their chests were completely pressed together, allowing Bird to feel a vague touch like a small steamed bun - it was a subtle state between existence and non-existence. To say that there was no touch was disrespectful to objective facts, and to say that there was touch was a bit too much of a stretch. If it had to be represented by a skill level, it would be around (? ) level, which could barely be added.

Oh, it would be nice if we could add some of this.

Bird was thinking something very rude.

At this time, Avril had already started to act. She gently pursed her moist lips, aimed them at Bird, and then... kissed him on the left cheek.

"Not this way."

Bird reminded him, feeling the soft touch on half of his cheek.

"I know." Avril said shyly, "I, I just want to practice first."

Too shy.

Jia is embarrassed to kiss her lips directly, so she decided to kiss her cheek first.

But after Bird had kissed both cheeks and forehead, and felt his entire face was wet with saliva and full of the smell of milk from the district chief, Avril was still blushing and hesitant, unable to bring herself to kiss him.

"Bird, why don't you kiss me?"

Suddenly, Avril had a good idea. Since she was too shy to kiss Bird on the lips, she could just close her eyes and let Bird kiss her lips with his lips. It shouldn't be that difficult.

I am a genius!

Avril thought to herself that her IQ had not been improved in vain.

"No, it will only be effective if you take the initiative to kiss." Bird shook his head slightly.

"Well......."

Avril wailed, feeling bad that her plan had failed.

The idea of ​​letting Bird kiss her didn't work, but this didn't bother her. Avril quickly thought of a good idea, which was to close her eyes and imagine that Bird's cheek was in front of her, but she actually kissed his lips.

Sure enough, I am a genius!

You can think of a second solution so quickly!

So Avril plucked up her courage once again, closed her eyes, pursed her lips and kissed in the direction of her memory.

However, this method also has a small problem, that is, it is a little difficult to aim in the right direction, and it is easy to kiss the cheek - in fact, the familiar touch of skin from the lips made Avril immediately realize this, and realized that she seemed to have kissed the wrong way.

"Crooked."

Bird reminded him, "This is the left cheek."

With the reminder, Avril didn't even open her eyes, but moved away for a distance and kissed Bird's lips again at the place where she remembered.

This time it was a little more accurate than the first time.

But it's not completely accurate.

The rightmost edges of the two people's lips, just a little bit at the corners of their lips, gently touched each other.

If this is not a kiss, then the lips did touch each other. But if you say it is a kiss, it is a bit too forced. It is probably in a delicate state between kissing and not kissing, and it is also the level that can be barely added.

"A little further to the right."

Bird reminded helplessly.

"Oh." Avril closed her eyes again and moved away for a distance, then began to aim and shoot.

"Too right," Bird said again.

"Hmm..." Avril frowned and aimed again.

"This is my nose." Bird said speechlessly.

"I, I know." After three consecutive failures, Avril aimed again a little embarrassedly.

"......"

After aiming several times and missing the target, Bird had an inexplicable illusion that he was playing a game of hitting the watermelon. He was acting as both the watermelon and the reminder, directing the district chief with his eyes closed to hit him successfully so that he could enjoy the sweet fruit inside the watermelon.

Fortunately, even Avril always abides by the basic laws of probability.

So finally.

After five failed rocket launches, Avril finally adjusted the position correctly. The two people's lips were pressed tightly together, and the outline of their lips became clear.

Soft and fragrant...

Although the atmosphere was a bit ruined by the five failures.

But Bird still tasted the watermelon... no, it was the deliciousness of Avril's lips. He couldn't help but touch the back of the district chief's head with his backhand and pressed it towards himself.

The force of the touch was stronger, and the outline of each other's lips was imprinted more clearly.

“Hmm…!”

Avril hummed softly, her eyes still tightly closed, but her tense body slowly relaxed and she leaned softly in Bird's arms.

This is all, this is all just to be smart...

Chapter 126 Remember to knock on the door when entering or leaving the office

McCann is the chief administrative secretary on the government side.

He has assisted every district mayor in the past, and has firmly grasped all the powers within the government.

After all, civil servants are permanent, but district heads are transient.

With the average term of office being less than four years, a district chief has to rely on his secretary if he wants to familiarize himself with the job. He only needs to interfere a little, and by the time the secretary finally figures out the internal procedures and can do his job, most of the four-year term has passed and he has to start preparing for the next election.

If he is lucky enough to be re-elected, he will have a full four-year term in office.

In this case, McKen would not cause trouble for himself, but would choose to cooperate honestly with the district chief.

There are also people who can master government work right from the start, but such talents are a minority. And precisely because of their outstanding abilities, the district chief position is just a way to accumulate resumes for them. Naturally, they will not be satisfied with the position of district chief, but will try to continue to climb up, so they will leave after one term.

In McCann's mind, Bird is that kind of person.

So when the other party accepted his former civil servant jobs, McCann did not show any resistance, even though it was against the procedure.

After four years, the Forks area was still his.

However, Bird's ability did surprise him. His work was handled in an orderly manner, various policies were steadily advanced, and he also carried out three major projects that were important in various senses.

Western Railway Plan, Special Campaign to Crack Down on Organized Crime and Evil, and Bright Plan.

If the first two plans can only be regarded as minor actions within the district, it can only be said that they are indeed being implemented.

The last Bright Plan really gave the entire Forks district a strong presence, making this little-known marginal constituency appear in local newspapers. Some praised it, while others criticized it for being unrealistic and wasteful. Naturally, the name Avril was also mentioned.

Whether it is a good reputation or a bad reputation, at least I have some fame and am no longer so unknown.

Even...Central City knows about it.

The Prime Minister even sent a special letter to inquire in detail about the situation.

So after receiving the special letter from the Prime Minister, McCann was shocked and immediately prepared to announce the news.

It was because I was too shocked.

He even forgot to knock on the office door in advance and walked in directly.

But as soon as he opened the office door.

Before he could see what was happening inside, Mikan felt a blinding flash of white light before his eyes. He felt dizzy and his eyelids slam shut with tears. Before he could ask what was going on, he was suddenly overwhelmed by an inexplicable, intense feeling of dizziness and nausea.

After a series of combo moves, McKen closed his eyes, covered his stomach, bent over, and completely disregarded his image as he fell to the ground and began to retch.

"Ugh...what the hell, ugh...what's wrong...ugh."

By the time he finally recovered from his dizziness and blindness and got up from the ground, several minutes had passed.

Slowly stand up from the ground.

After brushing off the dust from his knees, the first thing McKen saw was the district chief with a red face, head lowered, huddled in his office seat, not knowing what he had done before, and Bird, who was looking at him with a smile on his face but seemed to be in a bad mood.