The smooth feeling on her waist and abdomen caused Wen Lin to tremble slightly. She bit her lip and wrapped her arms around the back of Vicia's neck, rubbing forward involuntarily.

The body seemed to be on fire, and the temperature where Vicia touched was particularly scorching.

From the waist up, Vicia's hand finally fell on Mian. on soft snow.

The touch is delicate and beautiful, and in Wen Lin's blurred eyes that gradually shone with water, Vicia squeezed neither lightly nor heavy, and then tossed and turned. Lift up the two most reddish buds on the branches.

This entanglement is secret and long.

After exhausting her stamina to restrain herself, Wen Lin did not make any sound, but her body became more sensitive because of this. Feeling, the water in the eyes condenses and disappears on the temples.

Feeling the wetness in her fingers, Vicia stopped and looked at Wen Linhong. The swollen and disfigured lips were satisfied but also somewhat regretful, "Your Excellency, are you not willing?"

Her thoughts were completely chaotic, and any random action of Visia at this time could arouse Wen Lin's sensitive nerves.

Her body was hot as fire, Wen Lin couldn't help but dig her fingers into the tender flesh on the back of Vicia's neck, and said restrainedly, "No, no unwillingness,"

The breath was still chaotic, Vicia lowered her eyes, and her fingers lightly hooked in front of Wen Lin's scattered clothes, the warmth that had not yet faded away. The smell of ignorance floats in the air.

Sighing softly, Vicia leaned over and kissed Wen Lin's forehead, and then sorted out the torn clothes for Wen Lin.

Tie it meticulously and carefully, and then smooth the messy hair a little bit, she smiled, "Your Excellency, you said that you belong to me alone, even if it is coveted by others, I can't bear it,"

Wen Lin didn't know how it got to this point, she struggled for a while, then took the initiative to wrap her arms around Vicia's waist, and only hugged her into her arms.

"You're alone, and only yours,"

Such a tight hug made Vicia feel at ease, and she truly touched Wen Lin. Until she truly owned her, Vicia's panic about the unknown only known to Wen Lin could be slightly eased.

Wen Lin was the first person who would make her crazy enough to want to take possession by any means.

Even sometimes, Vicia would think badly and lock up Wen Lin, her outstanding talent, the dazzling brilliance she exudes, can only be seen by herself.

The suddenly complicated mood was well hidden by Vicia. She stroked Wen Lin's brows, her eyes glowed with a soft light, "Your Excellency, let's go, go to your mansion,"

While Wen Lin was shy, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and Vicia seemed to accept her explanation.

Recalling the intimate touch just now, Wen Lin's breathing suddenly became a little messy. She didn't resist what Vicia did just now, and even liked it a little.

She liked the feeling of being against Vicia's skin.

He has been reminding himself not to cross the line of monarchs and ministers, which seems to have already collapsed.

Wen Lin turned her eyes to Vicia's bright red earlobe, couldn't help but leaned in and took a bite, paused, and then said warmly, "Your Majesty, you belong to me too,"

Somewhat surprised, Vicia let go of her hand and looked at Wen Lin's expression seriously.

In front of her, Wen Lin mostly avoided and forbeared, and she rarely expressed her emotions. It was the first time Visiah heard her say such possessive words.

Perhaps it was because Vicia's eyes were too focused and hot, Wen Lin tilted her head uncomfortably, "I'm going out to drive,"

The groom was driven away, so Wen Lin could only drive.

Vicia nodded with a smile, her eyes kept falling on Wen Lin, and she didn't move away until the car door cut off her sight.

It was not far from Wen Lin's mansion, and it didn't take long for the carriage to stop again.

Vicia put on the car under the cloak. In order not to attract attention, Wen Lin went in first, and Vicia was led directly to Wen Lin's bedroom by the maid.

Bessie and Namaner have already done their housekeeping work well. Even if Wen Lin is not around, the atmosphere at the banquet is still hot.

After the initial display of the goods, the banquet entered the essential dance.

Everyone is gathering in the open front hall to dance indulgently. Although the host of the banquet is not there, it is rare that the ministers of the Privy Council and the members of the House of Lords are there, and there are countless topics that everyone can discuss.

Wen Lin approached with a straight face, and Bessie and Namanle walked over to see her from a distance, and said excitedly,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, seven members have placed orders for ships,"

Previously, the three-masted sailboat had been unnoticed because of its excessively expensive price. I thought it was sold, but suddenly a member of the parliament came to book it.

But even if no one bought the boat, the other goods sold were enough for Wen Lin to make a fortune.

Bessie and Namar had never seen so much money, and the deposit alone took up two boxes in the warehouse.

If you add the money for the boat, it's simply unimaginable.

Wen Lin was not surprised. She guessed that these members should have channels to engage in maritime trade, and they decided to buy after asking someone to see the model.

But even from an insider's point of view, Wen Lin is not afraid of them stealing teachers, and Wen Lin has changed a few key details.

Seeing that almost all the aristocratic ladies and ladies on the dance floor had changed into new long dresses, Wen Lin suddenly thought of something, she whispered a few words in Namaner's ear, and saw Namaner stunned for a moment. , and then went upstairs with a red face.

Wen Lin was also a little uncomfortable, she coughed twice, and walked into the front hall with a calm air.

At a glance, it should be Wen Lin's dress that is the most simple.

A dark robe with a satin headband tied behind his head, other than that, there are no accessories on his body.

But even so, as soon as she walked in, everyone's eyes fell on her.

The elegant demeanor of a real noble, even if she has nothing, can still convince people, not to mention the uniqueness that Wen Lin has already shown.

Before the music stopped, many handsome young congressmen walked towards her, politely saluting, and wanted to invite Wen Lin to dance with her.