"Kind, lawful, gentle, virtuous, dependent on you, with a pure face and perfect figure, preferably only as tall as your chin, and able to maintain a feminine look at all times. It is best to have no experience with either sex, and to be open to radical

The reproductive rehearsal ritual is sufficiently inclusive.”

Yang Ming cursed: "Don't sum up my preferences if you have nothing to do! This is the ideal type of almost every man in the galaxy!"

"Unfortunately, that's not the case, boss," Lu curled his lips and said, "Some guys are contrary to your preferences. I forgot to tell you just now that when you were fighting, 35% of the men present had higher hormone levels.

raised dramatically."

The corners of Yang Ming's mouth twitched crazily.

"Here comes the boss."

The projected form disappeared, and Yang Ming immediately retracted the shielding device.

Boom, boom.

The maid's greeting came from outside the door: "Sir, do you need my help?"

There was a trace of nervousness in this voice.

Yang Ming suddenly had a hunch that if he opened the door and let this young maid in, something wonderful might happen later.

This is very common at aristocratic gatherings.

Yang Ming put his suit jacket on his arm, walked out of the bathroom and opened the door.

The maid outside the door, who had obviously just touched up her makeup, bit her lower lip gently and winked at Yang Ming: "Mr."

"After washing it, just send it to my uncle's address."

The maid looked at the suit in front of her and was slightly stunned. She, who had always been relatively confident, couldn't help but feel a little confused at this moment.

Was it because the look in my eyes just now was too unclear?

She looked down at her deliberately lowered neckline and her proud assets. When she looked up again, she could only see Yang Ming's walking figure.

Yang Ming also has a little regret, but the current situation is more complicated.

The new federal spies are everywhere, making him unable to relax at all times.

Although the new federal agents have been temporarily suppressed in their arrogance, they may come back at any time, and they will definitely increase their efforts to infiltrate all aspects of Ellando City.

The second prince re-entered the ‘throne gambling game’.

As he said, there is only forward movement on this road, no retreat. Giving up would be tantamount to committing suicide. Both sides can use whatever means they can at any time.

As for me, I just had some unpleasantness with two insignificant little nobles.

Yang Ming slowly entered the elevator and landed on the bustling first floor.

He thought quietly.

Think about your way forward and the enemies you may encounter.

One thing slowly unfolded in his heart, and scenes seemed to be spread on the walls of the corridor.

Nothing gives people a greater sense of accomplishment than realizing their plans step by step.

He established initial mutual trust with the second prince, controlled the military's fourth-largest figure, Gudun Maha, gained the Luofeng rank of captain, and gained the status of deputy captain in the Royal Guards.

Kolev is a complete capitalist, and the super group plan that has been launched will bring mutually reinforcing effects.

If the Empire of Fallen Wind is a large epic series of quests.

Then you already have a good starting point.

The elevator door slowly opened, bright but soft light spread out, and the venue had turned into a dance floor. Accompanied by melodious music, an old gentleman and an old lady were shaking their bodies.

Kolev is in here.

Yang Ming's originally calm face showed a slight smile and walked out.

"gentlemen."

An ethereal voice like a nightingale came from the side.

There was a bit of anxiety hidden in his voice.

Yang Ming heard the sound and looked over, staring at the young girl standing quietly. The floor-length skirt just now had been replaced by a light yellow evening dress, and a pair of crystal shoes sealed her small and delicate feet.

"Hmm? Miss Windsor? What's the matter?"

"No……"
Chapter completed!