After spending some time, Kong Ming'an checked various arrangements of Plane War with Gu Yue, and this matter was finally concluded.
Slightly relieved, Gu Yue glanced at Kong Ming'an, hesitated slightly, and then looked at Qiu'er, who had been listening carefully, but his eyes were still somewhat clear. "Qiu'er, you go back and rest first. I have some... important things that I need to discuss with him alone."
The voice was cold, even with Sisi chill, showing an inexplicable sense of oppression. Qiu'er immediately looked away, and her expression changed slightly. She heard Mistress Sister's tone... why did she feel so cold? Is this the tone of discussing something?
Qiu'er was shocked and confused. She always felt that as soon as she stepped forward, Mistress Sister and this guy would have to fight with their back legs. A trace of inexplicable worry came to her mind. Her eyes fell on Kong Ming'an's still calm face, she paused for a few seconds, and then...
She felt that her worries were unnecessary. This guy had many tricks. Even if he couldn't defeat Mistress Sister, he would definitely not die, right?
Thinking of this, the worry in Qiu'er's heart dissipated a little, and she even had a little expectation to watch the excitement. Of course, just thinking about it, she nodded, stood up and said, "Okay... I'll leave first, Mistress Sister, and... President, you guys... chat slowly."
After saying that, she carefully left the room and closed the door, but not completely, leaving it ajar.
And Qiu'er left. For a moment, there were only two people left in the room, and the atmosphere began to change slightly.
When there were three of them, although Qiu'er didn't say anything and just sat quietly and listened, it could also be used as a buffer to keep the atmosphere in a delicate balance. At this moment, there were only two of them left, but the atmosphere gradually began to change... To be more precise, Gu Yue's aura gradually changed. Qiu'er's departure unilaterally changed her posture. Her sitting posture did not change, but her black eyes stared unblinking at Kong Ming'an. Kong Ming'an was a little confused by her and couldn't help but ask, "So, what important thing do you want to talk to me about?"
Gu Yue did not answer immediately, but continued to stare at him for a moment. Then, she slowly stood up, and the silver brilliance instantly enveloped her whole body like mercury. As the light flowed, the simple white dress she wore disappeared like a phantom, and then she slowly put on another set of clothes. The next moment, the light faded, and what came into view was a piece of clothing that was very familiar to Kong Ming'an. It was the maid outfit that she had worn before. The design was several times bolder than Qiu'er's. The upper body was made of pure white fabric with lace, and a large cutout was used in the front, revealing the delicate collarbone. A large area of fair and delicate skin, as well as a full arc outlined by the same lace, the fabric on the back is almost completely removed, bound by cross strings, and a delicate bow is tied on the large smooth jade-like back behind, used as a support for the upper body clothes, it looks like It is very easy to take off, and the skirt of the lower body adopts a layered design, reaching the length of the calf, revealing a section of the graceful calf that is tightly wrapped in white mid-calf stockings. The feet covered with white silk are not wearing shoes, and the delicate toes are slightly curled, just stepping directly on the soft carpet.
Kong Ming'an obviously paused, and Dragon King Miss looked at it, a little confused for a moment, so. "... What are you?
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There was no shyness or embarrassment caused by this outfit on Gu Yue's face. Instead, she was extremely calm, even with a bit of businesslike indifference. She looked at Kong Ming'an condescendingly and said in a cold voice, "This is thank you. Thank you for allowing me to recover my strength and restore First-Class God's strength."
Kong Ming'an:"...?"
He rubbed his brows and felt speechless for a while. "You changed into these clothes specially... just to say thank you to me?"
This jump in logic made it difficult for him to keep up, "Didn't you say before that you need to be sincere when thanking or apologizing?" She tilted her head slightly, and a strand of black hair naturally fell down her shoulders, with Sisi's subtle smile as she spoke, "Or do you want more?"
As she said that, she stretched out her hand again, gently pinched the hem of the skirt on both sides, and lifted it up a little. The movement was not large, just enough to expose the healthy and voluptuous thigh skin slightly stretched by the top of the white stockings. After staying for a moment, she gently put it down and tasted it. "How?" She put down the hem of the skirt and looked at Kong Ming'an calmly, "Isn't this sincere enough?"
Kong Ming'an:"--
Kong Ming'an was temporarily silenced by Dragon King Miss's two consecutive attacks. For a moment, he was a little confused as to what Dragon King Miss wanted to do. He looked at it with a bit of thought.
But in this regard, Gu Yue took in all his silence, and the corners of his tight lips curved up in an almost imperceptible arc. What she wanted to see was this mouth and teeth!
What she wants is this guy's expression of being choked and not knowing how to react!
Ha... This guy always has a calm expression as if he has everything under control. His expression is more expressive when he bullies others. She thought he was invulnerable, but now it seems that he is just average. Doesn't this easily make you confused?
Seeing that Kong Ming'an still didn't speak, the idea in Gu Yue's heart that she wanted to stand up and take the initiative due to the recovery of her strength was about to start again. In short, after she regained her strength, her wings were hardened and she wanted to take more initiative. Without much pause, she stepped forward, lifted her skirt, and the next second, she sat on Kong Ming'an without hesitation. On's legs, her hands naturally placed on his shoulders, and then with a slight force, she pushed him back slightly, allowing his back to sink completely into the soft sofa backrest. She, on the other hand, looked down at him, her posture intimate, but even more powerful. Kong Ming'an paused again, and he raised his eyes to see Dragon King Miss's pair of eyes that were close at hand, but shone with confidence and a little provocation. Mang's eyes didn't know what to say for a moment. What happened to her today? Did she take the wrong medicine? She was much more proactive than before. He recalled a little bit. At first, Dragon King Miss would tense up whenever he touched her, and her eyes would be wary. Later she got used to it, but after being touched for a long time, she would still grit her teeth and show an expression of humiliation. And later, like last time, she would take the initiative to sit on his lap and get close to him., but this time, he was not only close, but also with a confident and provocative attitude. Kong Ming'an blinked and quickly determined what the state of Dragon King Miss was at this moment. Is it because he felt that his strength had returned to First-Class God, so he felt that he had enough confidence to not be afraid of him anymore, and that he could control him in turn?
When you are weak, you are patient and submissive, but when you are strong, you start to vent your anger?
This is no longer an ordinary breath, you must hit hard!