"Huh? So many bodyguards?" Windsor blinked, "I only have one driver nearby to pick up and drop off."

"No, they are around," Yang Ming said, pretending to be mysterious.

Windsor looked to the left and right curiously, but did not find any suspicious figures.

Yang Ming suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Before Windsor could react, a gentle force pulled her forward and started running.

"Hey! Ming!"

Almost as soon as Yang Ming pulled her and ran a few meters away, more than a dozen men and women started to move around at the same time in all directions.

After Yang Ming pulled her and ran a certain distance, the dozen or so men and women couldn't bear it anymore and immediately chased after her.

Windsor's eyes widened when she saw this, and she turned her head to look at the figure behind her in disbelief. Her running frequency became more and more urgent, and she began to pull Yang Ming forward.

Two minutes later.

Yang Ming and Windsor leaned behind the billboard together, and more than a dozen men and women rushed over to them.

The two looked at each other, laughed at the same time, and quickly pursed their lips to hold back their laughter.

She was panting slightly and her chest was rising and falling. She had a pretty good physical strength because of her daily bodybuilding exercises.

"Your father is also considering your safety," Yang Ming said warmly.

Windsor whispered: "I thought there were only one or two people watching me, but I didn't expect there to be so many. It's so scary."

"The current situation is not stable," Yang Ming said warmly, actively looking for someone to look at him.

When Windsor saw his hot eyes, her breathing unconsciously became light and slow; her eyes dodge, then flashed brightly, and finally stared into Yang Ming's eyes without moving back.

Windsor grabbed the sleeves of Yang Ming's shirt, as if she couldn't stand his gaze, and chose to slowly close her eyes, her jelly-textured lips slightly open...

law’s thinking space.

The mechanical thinking body looked at the kissing scene that appeared on the screen in front of him. He kept pouting and shaking his head. He took a bag of potato chip-shaped snacks and watched them with relish.

…

Another sleepless night.

Yang Ming was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, feeling a burning sensation in his body that wouldn't go away.

Although he also wanted to capture Windsor directly, being able to kiss him today was already a staged achievement, and he must understand that going too far is not enough.

When hugging her charming body, Yang Ming just hugged her slender waist with a blessed waistline without doing anything too offensive. This is already a great deal of perseverance.

'It would be nice to have a serious love affair in Luofeng.'

Yang Ming thought excitedly.

When he closes his eyes now, he sees Windsor's beautiful face. As long as he rubs his fingers, he can recall the wonderful touch left by her smooth skin.

"law."

"Boss," Lu's figure appeared on the bedside.

"Repeat the steps of Project Moth and let's check if there are any errors or omissions."

"Okay boss."

A three-dimensional projection of the palace appeared in front of Yang Ming.

"The duty schedule has now been arranged. You will be on duty near the emperor's palace for six hours tomorrow, from four o'clock in the afternoon to evening. Project Moth will be launched when the sun sets.

"By then, a large number of viruses will appear on the palace's internal network, and the virus samples are taken from the tool library of the new federal agents.

"All the safety locks on the six paths leading to the emperor's palace will be disabled, but only the path marked in front of you can successfully reach the emperor's palace.

"You need to arrive at the palace within three minutes and lead your team to complete the protection of the emperor."

Lu said for a moment: "The biggest uncontrollable factor now is the emperor's own course of action. If he is not in the palace, I will make temporary adjustments. There are many uncontrollable factors, and you need to adapt on the spot."

Yang Ming nodded and asked with a smile: "Tell me, is Miss Windsor asleep now?"

Law was silent for a few seconds.

The three-dimensional projection in front of Yang Ming's eyes flickered gently, becoming an observation perspective restored by thermal imaging.

It was the manor where the Finance Minister lived. In the large bedroom in the middle of the second floor, Windsor, wearing a pink and white nightgown, hugged a pillow and tossed on the bed, sighing or laughing from time to time.

"Uh, does she have a neurological disease?"

"Boss, this should be the shyness and uneasiness of human beings. She is in love. If you offer to take her back for the night tonight, she will most likely not refuse. - The hormones in her body say so."

Yang Ming couldn't help but cover his eyes.

Mudd!
Chapter completed!