"Come back and give me a legjob."

  He spoke suddenly, as if he was talking about having chicken soup tonight.

  The lipstick "ga" in Ji Tingyu's hand drew the corners of his mouth, and he was furious on the spot: "You nymphomaniac, pay attention to the occasion! We are going to perform a mission!"

  "Otherwise, why do you think I let you sit here?" The implication is that if you didn't want to carry out the mission, we would already be in bed by now.

  When Ji Tingyu said this, he felt somewhat guilty, and thought that if he wanted it, he could give it to him, don't be so suffocated that he can't use it anymore.

  "As long as the task is successfully completed, you can do whatever you want." As he spoke, his voice changed: "But if it fails, you can write the review! If you are criticized, you can listen to it!"

  "No problem, I'll take the punishment for you." He Zhuo readily agreed, and reached out to help him wipe off the lipstick on the corner of his mouth.

  This thing is really not very easy to apply, so I rubbed it with water twice with my fingertips, and as a result, I wiped more and more, and a bright red smudge was stained on Ji Tingyu's bitten and swollen lips, showing a lewd look Rotten red.

  The cat stretched out the tip of its tongue and licked it, and it became glistening in an instant: "Can you wipe it off?"

  "Not very good."

  "Tsk, go and get me a wet wipe, I'll rub it."

  "No need." He Zhuo leaned forward and approached the corner of his mouth, rolling his soft lips away.

  "Let me kiss you off."

  -

  After all this nonsense, the departure time was still a quarter of an hour earlier than expected.

  You can't drive a Wrangler when you go to Tiger Beach, so it's better to write "I'm a spy from the reporter department" on your face.

  He Zhuo picked out a red McLaren from the garage, which just matched Ji Tingyu's long dress.

  He Zhuo was a new face, so he didn't need to disguise himself, he just wore a dark blue haute couture suit. The fabric is crisp, the waist is tightened, and a silk tie hangs in the middle, which further accentuates the outline of his full chest muscles.

  On the left chest is a shining cat brooch, which is a set with Ji Tingyu's earrings.

  They were not in a hurry to go in, and parked their car fifty meters outside the banquet hall, secretly watching the guests coming and going.

  Ji Tingyu introduced to him: "These are the Self-Defense Forces of Yiyun and Ajia Syracuse, and there are a few others that I haven't seen before. They should come from other places. Here, the coquettish bag A dressed like a peacock went in just now." , is an arms dealer running around in Newell, who wants money but not life, and a battlefield hunter is like a little brother in front of him, so you must be careful when you meet him."

  Showcase A is their target tonight. Ji Tingyu wants to sneak into his box and put the diamond anklet with the bug in it. The risk factor is not high, but the problem is how to determine which box he is in tonight.

  "As long as there is a smell, you can find it."

  He Zhuo already had a plan in mind, so he opened the door and got off the car, walked around to his side to help open the door, leaned over and handed out a gentleman's hand: "Please, Miss Cat, I will be your dance partner tonight."

  "My pleasure, sir."

  Ji Tingyu put his hand in his palm, and when he got off the car, his hair twitched and slid across He Zhuo's fingertips, overflowing with traces of tranquil wine fragrance, making people want to imprison him desperately by his side, not to give anyone see.

  "I regret giving you this skirt."

  Ji Tingyu heard the meaning in his words, and blinked slyly: "No matter how beautiful it is, it's not your omega. If you like it, I'll wear something else for you when I go back."

  He gently lifted the big wavy wig, lifted the hem of the skirt, and secretly squeezed the fake breasts he had padded out. He secretly felt that this thing would affect the action, and sexy girls really don't just fall for it.

  "You won't fall." He Zhuo stretched out his arm.

  "No." Ji Tingyu hugged him: "If I drop it, I'll pick it up and say it's your blindfold."

  He Zhuo: "..."

  -

  The two walked into the gate arm in arm, holding fake invitations and mingling with the long line of guests.

  Ji Tingyu looked good in high heels, and she was very charming when she swayed her hips and twisted her waist. Her buttocks, which were already upright, were even more round and full under the wrapping of the long skirt. Because she stood close, she would rub against He Zhuo's thigh from time to time. superior.

  There was an omega whispering behind him, as if he was guessing with his companions what kind of body he was, Ji Tingyu wondered: My ears are all exposed, isn't this obviously a cat?

  "This is obviously not a cat!"

  Ji Tingyu:? Then what do you say I am?

  He pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

  Little O swears and replies shyly, "His buttocks are upturned and his mouth is small, twisting like a small electric motor. At first glance, he looks like a snake that specializes in absorbing alpha energy!"

  "I heard that ten alphas can be sucked dry in one night!"

  The companion cooperated without emotion: "Really, it's amazing."

  The inexplicably praised Ji Tingyu: "..."

  Fake, none of them sucked it!

  The cat was so angry that it decided to drag the little omega to the corner for a while and beat him up. What kind of death does a young kid come to such a place? It's as worrying as Wuwu.

  Speaking of woo woo...

  Inexplicably, he felt that the child's voice was so familiar. He exchanged a glance with He Zhuo, turned their heads back together, and saw Admiral Shen with his puppy standing behind them.

  "We meet again! Brother Cowboy."

  Samoyed was wearing a clean white suit, posing with his signature angelic smile, and Ji Tingyu grabbed his ear: "Well, you little bastard, you still dare to make fun of me!"

  Shen Ting ignored him, and called out to He Zhuo.

  "Why are you here?"

  "The situation has changed, the general sent me to support."

  "Okay, let's separate for a while."

  He Zhuo grabbed Ji Tingyu's waist and went in first. Just three steps away, he was rubbed against his thigh twice, he couldn't laugh or cry: "Why don't you see you so twisted on the bed?"

  "Ha, I'm afraid I'll suck Mr. He dry."

  Wuwu looked at the backs of the two of them, and wagged her tail enviously.

  Admiral Shen had time to ask him now: "What you just said is so clear, how many have you smoked?"

  There was a sudden sound in the little stupid dog's head: alarm! alarm!

  The dog was so frightened that he stuck to it to please him: "Are you alone..."

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