God-level Agent System

"Okay." Luo Bingyan nodded, and then asked shyly: "Face to face?"

Lin Huan smirked and said, "You can also face inwards, it's more convenient."

Lin Huan became excited when he thought of being able to touch other parts of the beautiful president's body later.

"Convenient? What is convenient?" Luo Bingyan guessed a certain possibility as soon as he finished asking this sentence. At the moment, she whispered: "Bad guy, you must be thinking about something bad again."

"Why, I'm a gentleman!" Lin Huan sweared, patted his chest.

"Hmph, don't think I don't know what you are thinking!" Luo Bingyan raised his powder fist and punched Lin Huan, then turned over and said to Lin Huan, "I won't give you a chance. ."

Lin Huan also turned over and faced Luo Bingyan and said, "I'm your fiance, do you want to be so wary of me?"

While speaking, Lin Huan kept walking around Luo Bingyan's body with her eyes, looking down from her pretty face, the plump ****, Yingying waist, smooth and slender *** *……

The more I looked, the flame in Lin Huan's heart grew hotter.

After feeling his cannibalistic gaze, Luo Bingyan shrank her neck unnaturally, and said, "Why look at me with such a look, it's so scary..."

"Because you are beautiful." Lin Huan turned his gaze back to Luo Bingyan's pretty face, stretched out her hand to pinch her Qiong nose and said, "Why are you so beautiful?"

Luo Bingyan's face was slightly red, and he gently pushed away his hand and said, "I'm called natural beauty and it is hard to give up."

Lin Huan stretched out her hand again and pinched her Qiong nose and asked, "Well, it's hard to give up Miss who is born beautiful, can I kiss you?"

"Huh, don't pinch my nose!" Luo Bingyan patted his hand again, pretending to be dissatisfied, said, "This president is not a random woman."

"Really?" Lin Huan looked at her playfully, then reached out and pulled her into her arms, then lowered her head and kissed her red lips fiercely.

"Well"

Luo Bingyan opened her beautiful eyes first, then slowly closed her eyes, and began to respond enthusiastically.

Even if she is a strong woman with assets of tens of billions, even if she manages nearly 10,000 employees, even if she has an overwhelming appearance, at this moment, she is just a little woman, a woman who belongs only to Lin Huan.

The kiss continued, but Lin Huan was not satisfied with just kissing, his hands began to wander around Luo Bing Yanluo.

Luo Bingyan trembled, and then acquiesced to his "irrational behavior", and her hands began to hug Lin Huan's body tightly.

Two people are as close as they are tied together with a rope.

Across the silk nightdress, Lin Huan finally touched some places he had always wanted to explore, but would he be satisfied just by touching it like this?

Not really!

In Luo Bingyan's most enjoyable and devoted moment, Lin Huan finally reached into the bottom of his skirt!

"No!"

In the panic, Luo Bingyan held Lin Huan's hand tightly, and said pleadingly, "Not now."

Lin Huan didn't go deeper, but rejoiced and said, "When will it be possible?"

"Wait... until we get married."

Luo Bingyan's blushing was about to bleed. When was the Bing Qing Yujie treated like this by a man?

But for some reason, she didn't mean to be angry at all in her heart, but rather eager to try.

A voice told her not to stop Lin Huan, but to let Lin Huan continue.

But reason kept giving her the opposite opinion. The two of them are not married yet, and they cannot continue!

Luo Bingyan was in a dilemma for a while.

"Well, I respect your wishes." Lin Huanyi took out his hand still, and said softly.

"thank you."

Luo Bingyan knew how attractive she was and how powerful Lin Huan was. If Lin Huan forced to do anything, she had no ability to stop it.

But what made her breathe a sigh of relief was that Lin Huan did not continue, which moved her very much.

In order to reward Lin Huan, Luo Bingyan took the initiative to send a sweet kiss, then put his head on his chest and snuggled up and said, "Lin Huan, I found out that I really like you."

If she had thought that Lin Huan was a suitable candidate for marriage before, then she already regarded Lin Huan as a lover.

But this is just like, not to the degree of love.

Lin Huan touched her nose and smiled bitterly: "Should I be happy or disappointed?"

"Why, are you dissatisfied?" Luo Bingyan glared at him, then said shyly, "Just now you were...but..."

"But what?" Lin Huan asked amusedly.

Luo Bingyan pressed his head close to Lin Huan’s chest and said, “You have taken a lot of money from me, and you are the first man to meet me. Do you say you should be happy or disappointed? What?"

Seeing Luo Bingyan, a domineering female president in the daytime, looks like such a young daughter, Lin Huan's sense of conquest is simply overwhelming!

Lin Huan admitted his mistake and said: "Well, I was hypocritical."

Then the two stayed warm for a while, and when Luo Bingyan was sleepy, Lin Huan reluctantly got out of the bed and returned to the living room sofa.

After breakfast the next day, many relatives came intermittently at home. Except for those who walked more frequently, some distant relatives who hadn't been in contact for 800 years to get involved in a relationship came over.

They all learned about Lin Huan’s development through their own channels. The purpose of coming here is naturally not to connect with Lin Changsheng’s family as simple as the relationship between them. Some borrowers want to find a position for their children in the Luoshen Group. There are also positions.

In short, these relatives almost all came here with their own purposes.

No one asks the poor in the downtown area, and the rich has distant relatives in the mountains. Now this situation is the most intuitive expression of this sentence.

After finally getting these relatives away, Lin Huan decided to take his parents to play in Jiangnan for a period of time. If he stayed, who would know what would happen?

Lin Jiao also wanted to go to Jiangnan, but only three days off during the Mid-Autumn Festival. At this time, she couldn't have fun at all, so she could only return to school in advance.

In a dense jungle in Southern China, there is a military academy covering an area of ​​nearly 3,000 acres. This school is extremely mysterious, and only a few people know its existence.

At this moment, Han Qianshan and two other imposing middle-aged men are having a highly confidential conversation in the meeting room of this school.

After talking about business matters, a middle-aged man wearing a black tunic suit, sitting upright, and looking upright said: "I don't think this newcomer king contest is necessary at all. With Shao Yucheng, this time the champion must be our dragon. Of the shield."

"I don't think so." Another handsome, middle-aged man dressed in gray linen clothes shook his head disdainfully, "With Murong Xuan, the champion must be our Dragon Sword."

The two looked at each other, sparks shot.

Han Qianshan groaned and said, "I can't agree with you. I can be 100% sure that the champion this time belongs to the shadow of our dragon!"