苍狼之灵

Chapter 121: Sudden Attack

Luoning, take these documents out for me and have the messenger deliver them to the temple. Don't delay, they are all important letters

Okay, Mr. Picasso

"Luo Ning, bring me some Dim sum. I'm a little hungry.

Okay, Mr. Picasso

Luoning, pour me a glass of water. I'm a little thirsty

Okay, Mr. Picasso

Luo Ning, give me a massage on my thigh. I'm feeling a bit numb sitting there

Okay... then, Mr. Picasso

Ku, that's not a thigh, it's like a shoulder, right? Okay, it's up to you, it's up to you.

Pablo leaned back in his chair, squinting his eyes, looking very comfortable and enjoying himself. His pair of plain white fists gently tapped his shoulders, feeling comfortable and ethereal all over.

The queen rewarded a total of six female assistants, and the most beautiful one was willingly given to herself by Jedi. This guy is really a friend.

His sister was looking at Jedi with white eyes at the time, which must have played a small role. However, the kind-hearted Picasso decided to ignore this, believing that it was sincere friendship that prompted Jedi to make this decision.

With such a pleasing girl by my side, I feel so comfortable and accomplished in my work. That sweet and charming red face, the refreshing fragrance of her daughter, and most importantly, she can be at her beck and call, saying 'Okay, Mr. Picasso,' it's really animalistic.

Oh... howl howl howl howl... "Picasso let out a lewd laugh. The girl was shy, so this time she pinched her shoulder, and the next time she pinched her waist. The next time is the thigh, and then... it's the place where the perverts use to think about problems, 'Oh... howl howl howl howl howl...'

"What about the Dim sum? Luo Ning, the cream is sour, and the Dim sum doesn't seem very fresh?"

Luoning smiled sweetly and crisply, "It's like this, Captain Picasso. This high-end cream already has a slight sour taste, just like high-end wine. Only the lowest quality wine has a sweet taste like syrup. This is a high-end product from Amedie City. I don't know if you don't like to eat this high-end food. Then I'll change my plan

Jedi was also eating Dim sum in another office while looking at the documents. His ears were sharp. He couldn't help but wonder: "Why is my Dim sum sweet? Well! That's right. Who told me to give her to someone else? She is Picasso's female assistant. It would be nice if she just brought me a check of her heart, so I won't choose."

Jedi, who had figured it out, opened his mouth wide and took another bite, sipping his tea and continuing to read the documents. Mmm. This tea is very fragrant. Those big fat women are not the material for attendants. The tea they make is either weak or bitter. The little girl helped me make tea with a pleasant aroma, but unfortunately

Next room.

Is that so? No, no, no, no need to change. Actually, when you taste it carefully, the taste is still very good. After taking a bite, the first taste seems sour and astringent. However, the aftertaste is endless, and the fragrance lingers on your cheeks and teeth. The ground is indeed of the highest quality, hahaha

Pablo didn't want to be underestimated by her. Who said that my young master could only eat inferior food? In the past, my young master... Maybe the high-grade cream Dim sum in this country have the same taste.

Luoning, the water I need.

Oh, here you are, the ice water I just brought

Thank you, yes, it's too hot. You were so attentive and thoughtful... Poop! Wow! It burned me to death, this.