As the winter solstice approaches, the nights in Wojin City seem quite cold.

The city lord's mansion is made of huge rocks with a thickness of more than two meters. After the walls are so thick that they cannot inhale in summer, and the cold wind in winter can only make the surface of the rocks colder.

Inside the city lord's mansion, it is warm in winter and cool in summer.

Above the velvet blanket, a petite and delicate ** lying on the back.

The man's fingers passed through the milky skin, and a little cute little pink spots appeared, and then disappeared soon.

Emma's face turned red, and she buried her head in the soft white pillow, not daring to lift it up.

She couldn't believe that the woman who was singing seductive tunes before was actually herself.

Now that I came to my senses, I felt a wave of shyness, and of course I also felt a wave of happiness.

Now I am considered his woman!

Beta slept beside him, stroking the girl's back, and sighed a little. He had always looked down on his small breasts before, but he didn't expect that he had his own charm with "Gathering People". No wonder his cousin was fascinated by Margaret.

Now Emma is considered half a woman, why is she said to be "half"? Because Beta is walking through the back door, he doesn't want to really break Emma's saint body.

The world is based on strength, and the situation is becoming more and more complicated now. Once Emma loses her chastity, she will no longer be a 'saint'.

Saints are divided into positions and professions. If you want to be a saint of the divine religion, you must be a professional "saint", but a saint (profession) may not necessarily be a saint of a sect.

It's a bit difficult to say. Beta doesn't want Emma's strength to decrease. After all, it's more powerful, and less dangerous.

Many people soon learned about Beta spending the night in Emma's room.

Then Emma's status in Woking City was changed implicitly.

No matter how many things Emma did before, except for a few people, other senior executives of Woking looked at her from the perspective of her guests.

But now, there is more intimacy between words.

This little bit of hidden changes made Emma feel extremely happy and was happy for several days in a row.

If you have a good mood, you will naturally have good motivation at work.

She also served as the deputy diplomatic envoy and was persuading someone from other unknown small countries to leave, and then she welcomed a very proud middle-aged man.

If I had seen such a person with nostrils facing the sky before, Emma would have dealt with it with a more arrogant attitude, but now, she doesn't care much, but instead smiled and said, "Which country is this priest from and what is his purpose... If you want to meet our pope, you have to fill out an application form first."

"Application form?" Although the name was slightly different, the man only thought for a while and then understood what it meant: "I am the envoy of the Francis royal family. I have important things to see your Pope."

"Then please fill in this application form." Emma smiled and handed the form on.

The middle-aged man did not answer, but patted the table gently, frowned and said, "I said, I am the special envoy of the Francis royal family."

"I heard it." Emma still smiled and said, "Fill out the form first."

The middle-aged man looked at Emma quietly, with a stunning look in his eyes, but more of a scrutiny. He was a little confused about why a diplomatic receptionist from a young tutor was still a little girl, and after hearing his identity, he did not feel any surprise.
Chapter completed!