The sin of wearing a crown

The young gentleman and the countess had their foreheads touching each other, smiling in an extremely intimate manner. Even the air around them seemed to be tainted with the smell of nectar. If Linn was asked to choose to play a BGM at this time, his choice would definitely be Dance of Flowers.

Amiste always reminds people of incredibly beautiful flowers.

Either she's shy, or she's full of enthusiasm, but it's not easy for people to contact her. Such a woman treats herself so well, and after understanding her ambition, she still expects that she can conquer her with all her abilities and set foot deep into her garden. Who can say with a stone heart that he does not love her?

Lynn is no exception.

"Amiste, I love you."

I don't know at what moment, such a faint sentence suddenly sounded. It appeared like a ghost, and then disappeared without a trace.

But the lethality is visible to the naked eye.

The pretty and charming Amiste, who has always been calm and playful, holding everything in her hands, was obviously stunned. Her first move was to distance the two of them, and her plump red lips moved toward her as if she was out of control. Pulling it up, she tried to control it with the same restraint as her owner. Then she flashed her bright eyes for a second, raised her jade hands and nervously fiddled with her hair, pinning it to her small ears. Finally, he subconsciously avoided Lin En's sincere and fiery gaze.

"I can be your mother... If you say this to an old woman like me, I will take it seriously~~"

Her beautiful eyes stared straight at Linn, and Amiste felt a rare hint of shyness.

Her tone was a little lonely at first, but then her whole person's distinctive temperament was like a blooming flower, and the youthful and charming charm exuding from her body made Lin En want to press her down on the bed in an instant. Zhengfa, let her give birth to ten or eight children for herself and let her flourish.

Lin En's words, spoken when the love was strong, were more deadly to the countess than stabbing into the most sensitive and delicate places. This beautiful mature woman's delicate body was already automatically releasing signals of affection. .

An unexpected straight shot hit her soft heart.

"of course it's true."

"I don't care, please stop talking. Can we wait until tonight? No, not at night, otherwise I really..." Amist hugged Linn and buried his head in her chest. She was a little incoherent, and her hands unconsciously rubbed the little man's platinum hair.

Snapped!

With a slightly aggrieved look on her pretty face, the countess let go of Linn who was almost covered to death, and unnaturally pinned her hands behind her back. It was obvious that Linn was showing no mercy this time.

Amiste rarely looked like a little woman. She shut up and lowered her head obediently. The happy spring feeling in the corner of her eyes became more and more intense.

Because of this, she missed the strange relaxation that Lin En felt after making his decision, which was a bit like the peace and happiness after the suicide squad wrote the suicide note before charging.

"Amiste, let me know something first."

"Hmm~~You say it." The countess was thinking about which wedding dress was sexy and beautiful. She had never worn it to Linn before.

"Do you still remember that time when Ziegler and I came to find you?" Linn's voice began to slow down, and his sentences were still smooth and not stuttering.

"Um."

"Dr. Ziegler, I was trading information with you, right? Can I ask for the specific content? Anyway, she is dead. I always feel that there is something fishy behind this matter, and it may be related to the [Gem Society]." Lin En said At this moment, his heart was involuntarily raised. He believed that with the wisdom of a lady, he could understand what this meant. This was his most tactful and suggestive word. While waiting, he apologized to Ziegler.

This can be regarded as courtesy first and then fighting.

He loved her, it was true, and he was willing to take risks here because he loved her.

During the short two seconds of waiting for the answer, Linn stretched out his ears for fear of missing even a single syllable of the countess, and wanted to shrink his head and avoid the question like an ostrich. He subconsciously hugged Amiste's waist with both hands, and unconsciously increased his strength and sunk deeply into it, as if he wanted to melt her into his arms.

"Ziegler...oh, that time!"

Amiste was a little sore from Linn's pain, but she made no movement to struggle, as she suddenly understood. She still remembered the time when Linn sent Sophia and her maid to her manor overnight as if she were entrusting an orphan. Faced with the eldest sister's sincere plea, the countess worked all night.

"That doctor was actually quite interesting to you at that time. We even took a bath in the hot spring water together. Well, in terms of figure, she is not much different from me, and her breast shape is also very beautiful."

Although she disparaged Ziegler's plump body, her expression still forced her to admit that the other party did have a good figure. They were both mature women, but they had different temperaments.

"The information she came to buy from me was that she used her invitation as a member of the Medical Association to trade part of the geographical information of Xiacheng District. I have to say, what she did was too thrilling, and she almost made her cute The little man was buried there. How could I know how happy I am now? I’m probably still a widow.”

The countess slapped Lin En's hand angrily, and her poor waist was squeezed into Lin En's body. Although she did enjoy roughness, it was too much.

"Oh, that's it."

Lin En didn't know whether he was disappointed or relieved. He knew that he had hurt the Countess, so he quickly massaged her with a smile and gave her a refreshing BUFF on his hands.

"Do you want to write a report secretly to keep a record of what happened before?" The countess couldn't help but smile evilly. She also heard about the incident in Lower City and knew the inside story.

"Ah, yes, yes." Linn continued to nod.

"Truth and falsehood are sometimes very similar, but the fake is no match for the real thing after all. Just like our two paintings, although they are very similar, you can still tell the difference from me. The real file you left behind, It’s better to hide it carefully so that no one will notice it.”

The countess stretched out her finger and tapped Linn's head, as if to blame him for his temper.

But Linn seemed stunned.

After about a few seconds, Linn hurriedly stood up, made a lame excuse and ran out of the tent.

The beautiful mature woman stayed in the tent, watching Linn's disappearing back, her smiling eyes gradually became subtle. Walking to the mirror and slowly arranging her messy hair, Amiste's eyes flashed with strange colors, as if she understood what Linn's question was about just now.