Yes, Madam Prime Minister

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Seeing that Louise still seemed angry, Ronan reached out and rubbed her thigh through her skirt and stockings, coaxing her like a child, "Don't be angry about this, Louise."

“I’m not a child.” Louise muttered this, then smiled slightly, but noticing Ronan still staring at her, she quickly straightened her face. “Let’s go back. We’ll tell the rest of the story tomorrow.” Ronan said, then got up and went back to his room first.

The three of them immediately got up and followed.

Back in the room, Louise, who was the second to arrive, was about to take off her shoes when Ronan stopped her, "Don't take them off, stand up."

Ronan crouched down, touched Louise's stockinged feet, and then began to touch upwards.

"Don't ruin my skirt and stockings."

Louise nudged Ronan lightly with her high heels, offering a very earnest reminder.

Ronan laughed. "I knew it. You were dressed like that for somewhere. Where are you going?"

“The international student gathering is being held right here at our apartment,” Lavana immediately answered for Louise.

Their apartment was no ordinary apartment, but the main building that used to be part of a manor, with a wide open space outside.

The reason for holding this gathering is that the semester is coming to an end, many people will be returning to their home countries, and may never come again.

Although it was a short time, social butterfly Louise still managed to make a few friends.

"Then why are you wearing this now?" Ronan couldn't help but ask.

Before Louise could answer, Liz sarcastically remarked, "She just wants you to see and comment on her outfit, and incidentally show off her amazing figure."

Ronan stroked Louise's stockinged legs, bringing his face closer. "Oh, these are scented stockings. Looks like I'll have to get you a new pair tomorrow." After another round of touching and rubbing her face, Ronan took off Louise's skirt and put it aside.

At this moment, Louise was only wearing high heels and shimmering, lustrous flesh-colored pantyhose, which, combined with her white hair and dark skin, made her exceptionally alluring. After rubbing her labia for a while, Louise, whose vulva was beginning to moisten, was pressed down by Ronan himself. She could only stand with her hands on the counter, being penetrated from behind by Ronan. Her slender, long but not skinny legs were slightly parted, and under the light, the shimmering silver pantyhose was very flamboyantly sexy. Although she was wearing high heels, Ronan was still more than half a head taller than her, and his erect penis was pointing upwards. Ronan naturally thrust upwards at an angle, and Louise's stockinged heels would occasionally lift off the back of her high heels due to the thrusting.

Soon, Louise entered a state of keeping her head down, gritting her teeth and moaning softly.

Ronan knew Louise was a vocal type, and this moaning could only mean she was reaching her limit.

Ronan patted her thighs, pulled out his pants, and then pulled Liz over.

Instead of rushing to penetrate her, he squatted down behind her, spread her legs, and licked her vulva, which was only covered by a layer of white stockings.

For some reason, Liz, whose dildo hadn't gotten very wet after all that work, started secreting fluids from her vagina after Ronan nuzzled her a few times with his mouth and nose and gave her a little lick. As Ronan's tongue traced the cleft between her plump buttocks through her stockings, Liz's toes clenched tightly where Ronan couldn't see.

When Ronan's tongue suddenly attacked her anus through the thin layer of white stockings, Liz's entire body, including her genitals, tensed up. When she relaxed again, her vaginal fluids immediately seeped out, soaking the crotch of her white stockings.

Ronan stood up, leaned down and whispered in Liz's ear, "Liz, you get wet so fast."

“I…” Liz was extremely embarrassed.

Ronan gently tapped Louise's arm. "Touch it with your hand; it's a little soft."

Liz did as she was told, stretching her hand back slightly to grasp the penis and begin stroking it. At the same time, Ronan's fingers began to trace patterns on her crotch through her stockings.

Chapter 1222 Sensitive Points, Dissatisfaction, The Last Moments of Relaxation

"No," Liz pleaded plaintively. "You can touch my front, my chest, anything."

"I didn't expect that besides your nipples being sensitive, you also have such a sensitive area as your crotch." Ronan said, tearing a small hole in the crotch of Liz's white stockings. He lowered his body and then lifted it up, inserting his penis into the hole, but instead of fucking her vagina, he slid it upwards and squeezed it into her crotch.

Because she was wearing pantyhose, her two plump buttocks were bound. More importantly, Ronan deliberately placed his hands on both sides, squeezing the white-stockinged buttocks inward. As a result, his thick penis was tightly held between the buttocks, with buttocks on both sides, buttocks below, and white-stockinged pantyhose above.

Ronan's body moved up and down gently, and his penis slid slowly up and down between his buttocks.

Liz's sensitive cleft and anus were being continuously stimulated, and her vaginal opening was also tightening.

“Stop it, okay?” Liz pleaded again.

“Alright,” Ronan agreed, then added, “Let’s go to bed, I’m going to fuck you properly from behind.”

Soon, Liz was on the bed. Ronan grabbed her waist with one hand and pulled her red hair into a ponytail with the other, then thrust his large penis inside her and began to fuck her wildly.

The unprecedented intensity from the start was almost unbearable for Liz, but with Ronan pulling her hair and grabbing her, she couldn't bear it.

In no time, he was being fucked until he begged for mercy.

Ronan showed no sign of slowing down. "Don't underestimate yourself. You have more than just this much stamina." After saying that, Ronan inserted even deeper, occasionally hitting the very core of her flower.

"It hurts, it really hurts, oh my god!" Liz cried out, her voice trembling with tears.

"Sigh." Ronan sighed, annoyed that he wasn't quite satisfied.

Ronan pulled out his penis, then picked up Liz, flipped her over, and placed her on the bed. He straddled her, grabbed her large breasts, and clamped his penis between them. "Open your mouth."

Liz obediently opened her mouth, and Ronan fired both his milk cannon and mouth cannon.

After messing with her a couple of times, Ronan started fucking her again.

After a while, Liz was clearly exhausted. Ronan patted her, got off her, and looked at Ravana beside him. "Ravana, it's your turn."

Lavana, quite obediently, prepared to take off her pants and get into bed, but Ronan immediately stopped her, saying, "Don't take your pants off. We want the feeling of pantyhose underneath." To be honest, if Lavana were dressed in a policewoman's uniform, with a shirt, trousers, leather shoes, and pantyhose underneath, that would truly suit her beautiful, well-defined, but not exaggerated, muscular physique. Her current attire still doesn't quite match her figure.

He pulled down his pants and pantyhose, rubbing the head of his penis against her vagina for a short while until it became wet. Then he began thrusting. Ronan stroked Lavana's back, waist, and buttocks with one hand, caressing the smooth skin and firm muscles beneath, while his other hand kneaded the flesh encased in stockings from behind.

Ankles and feet, especially the soles.

Ronan was moving, but it was Lavana who was moving more.

Although she is still some distance from being fully open, she is already a lustful slut in bed. If you add up the fucking that Louise and Liz endured tonight and give it to her, even if it's considered as her own, she can handle it, and she might not even be satisfied yet.

Ronan sometimes even wondered if the person who created Lavana had inexplicably taught her, a woman of the steppe, some traditional Seres feminine practices when she was young, because, aside from anything else, Lavana's sexual desires were something that most people couldn't satisfy after she was freed.

“Ravana, think about your past, and look at yourself now,” Ronan said as he fucked her.

Because Louise and Liz were both there, Ravana argued, "Well, you're the one who made me like this. I was perfectly fine before." Except for the honeymoon period, she and her husband spent little time together after going to Ross, and she was fine then. Later, her husband became disabled and his health deteriorated, but things were still alright. It's just that her husband seemed to have changed after meeting Ronan and having sex with him a few times.

Ronan smiled. "It seems so."

“It’s not just ‘seems’,” Ravana corrected.

"That's enough, or I won't give it to you," Ronan threatened gently.

“Well, um.” Lavana immediately gave in.

Not only does she shake her buttocks, but her pelvic floor muscles also move, causing the entire vaginal opening to contract and squeeze, massaging the penis comprehensively. This move can be considered Lavana's unique skill.

Lavana took the initiative, and Ronan naturally reciprocated. He grabbed her buttocks with both hands and began to thrust in and out rapidly, alternating between deep and shallow strokes, with twisting and churning motions. In just a short while, a large amount of foamy white fluid was produced at Lavana's vaginal opening.

She let out a long, comfortable moan of pleasure.

Unfortunately, it didn't last long. Ronan's penis began to throb, a sign that he was about to ejaculate.

A moment later, the penis suddenly swelled, followed by rapid trembling, and powerful jets of semen spurted out.

Ronan didn't pull it out immediately, but touched Lavana, "Are you satisfied now?"

“Mm,” Lavana replied.

Ronan sat up and got down to business. "I'll be leaving in a couple of days. You can stay here. Don't worry about the mysterious man. I already explained why at the beginning, so I won't repeat it here. You can rest assured about Noah. Trust me. Just don't cause any trouble."

"As for Sigrid, as long as she doesn't intend to take any of you away, don't worry about her. She's absolutely serious about teaching."

The reason for giving these instructions is that Lavana, Louise, and Liz, although relatively young, are all quite shrewd, while Noah and Sigrid are the kind of people who don't act much and would seem suspicious to a slightly perceptive person.

But in reality, there are just some things that are understood but not spoken.

Ronan was worried that the three of them would cause trouble.

“Understood.” Lavana nodded in response, then came over and knelt down to clean up the remaining food for Ronan.

Ronan let out a long sigh of relief, and at the same time reached out and snatched the wallet, "Take the money, you can divide it among yourselves."

He then asked, "By the way, Louise, would you like some jewelry?"

“Yes.” Louise stood up abruptly and added, “Can I borrow some of those famous pieces?” She knew that many famous jewels with historical significance were in Ronan’s possession, including those from the French royal family, the Suleiman dynasty, India, and the Seres royal family.

“Sure, I’ll fly over and get it for you tomorrow.” Ronan agreed. This was no problem at all. Of course, it could only be a loan, since the jewelry belonged to different women.

Ronan turned to Liz. "Liz, is there anything you want?" "Nothing in particular," Liz replied.

What she wanted was to become stronger, and Ronan had already given her that, more than enough.

At that moment, Ronan suddenly spoke up, "Aren't you even celebrating your birthday anymore?"

“You…” Liz was surprised that Ronan knew.

"Anyway, I'll take you to celebrate your birthday later," Ronan said, then pushed Lavana away and got up to go to the restroom.

With his back to the three, Ronan let out a low breath; their time to relax was running out.

Chapter 1223 Vacation, Growth, "Ghost Disease"

August arrived, and while it was already midsummer in Seris, the project rooted in the alternate dimension in Chang'an was suspended.

On the one hand, the project has been underway for quite some time, and the construction team consists of extraordinary individuals, not beasts of burden. Of course, it's time for them to take a short break.

On the other hand, the project only has the most difficult and critical part left, which is the stage where we should stop for a while, observe and make sure there are no problems ahead, carefully plan the next steps, and then start construction again.

The Ronan family went directly to Zhongnan Mountain for a summer vacation.

Ronan originally planned to go to Changbai Mountain in Northeast China, but Ambriina, Guo Hanlu, and Canaan all objected, citing the same reason: it was too deserted and lacked human presence. In Ronan's original timeline, Zhongnan Mountain had long been a Taoist holy site, with numerous Taoist temples and monasteries.

In this world, it's similar here; many Taoist temples also serve as academies.

However, Ronan and his family did not go to the temples or monasteries, but instead went to a small town. It was not at the foot of the mountain, nor on the slopes or in the valleys, but a small town built among the mountains, forests, cliffs, and peaks, with a fairyland feel, yet still providing convenient living.

This kind of project—carving out a town in the mountains, blending seamlessly with nature while providing convenient living—is almost impossible for ordinary people in this era, let alone in Ronan's original timeline, because there are many locations that machines simply cannot reach. However, it's not so difficult for superhumans. High-level superhumans can fly and carry out precise explosive engineering. After the most difficult preliminary work is done, the rest is something that even mid- to low-level superhumans can do.

Nowadays, this town has become the top choice for many powerful and wealthy people in Chang'an to escape the summer heat.

At this moment, in a three-story wooden loft that Ronan and his group had rented for three months, Ronan and his group were having lunch. It was very simple: a pot of mutton soup and mutton in the middle, and a bowl of noodles for each person.

"Are the three of them doing alright?" Ambrina asked Ronan.

"Don't worry, Anli, they're in great spirits after hearing my story," Ronan replied confidently.

After hearing Ronan's story, one naturally knows that following Ronan offers the hope of achieving immortality.

Secondly, after hearing the story, one will understand that Ronan is not only the most intelligent and powerful person in the world, but also possesses a unique specialness, like the legendary hero protagonist in those ancient myths and epics who is favored by the gods and will eventually defeat evil.

Finally, they also learned who the mysterious person was and what his stance was. He was a despicable scoundrel who murdered their own relatives, and yet he still wanted to control the world and enslave others.

Interests, confidence, and hostility—Ronan gave them these three things through his story.

Do you really think Ronan just spent his time with women in a state of post-coital bliss and then talked about his past? Ronan's goal was to put some of these overly young women in a good psychological state, making them reliable enough to never let them down at crucial moments.

"That's good." Ambrina nodded.

“That’s all,” Isabelle added.

In terms of mental fortitude, it's impossible to compare with theirs in their youth, and there's no need to compare.

At this moment, Guo Hanlu spoke up and asked Ronan, "Speaking of which, the mysterious person has been lying low for quite a while now. Aren't you worried that the mysterious person will make a move against them?"

"I'm less worried as time goes on. The three of them are growing at an extremely fast pace. Their individual strength is at the fifth level, surpassing most extraordinary individuals. They won't be alone when I'm not around. Their combined strength is above the seventh level, and their combined strength is becoming more and more harmonious, close, stable, and enduring. They are already the same as they were half a year ago."

"Sooner or later, I alone will not be a match for the three of them combined."

Ronan trusted Lavana, Louise, and Liz.

Canaan, who was shoveling noodles into his mouth, put down his chopsticks, picked up his bowl, and took a sip of mutton soup. "Is that so? Then it seems we can give them one last boost before going to France."

Normal artificial superhumans can only reach the fourth level at most, because the transplanted implants overdraw their potential and affect their mental state. Once they reach the fourth level, they have no more potential, and if they continue to pretend, they will definitely go crazy.

Lavana and the other two are special; they can keep implanting, but only up to the sixth tier. It's not that they can't implant any more, but there aren't any implants that can achieve the seventh tier effect yet. Perhaps one day they will be able to implant them, making them the first artificial seventh tier in history.

“Perhaps we should call them over and let me see their current soul state,” Falek said.

After silently slurping lamb bones, Gelan looked up and said, "Let's have a welcome party while we're at it."

Don't ask whether this welcome party is proper or not, just say it's improper, or to put it bluntly, it's a sex party.

“I have no objection,” Ashley added, explaining that having no objection usually meant support.

Isabel glanced at the two men but didn't say anything.

“That’s great. It’s been so long, it’s time for them to join in the fun.” Zhao Yingqi immediately expressed his support.

Ronan was surprised by everyone's enthusiasm. "In that case, I'll bring them over tomorrow."

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away in Vienna.

The weather isn't hot, the temperature is below 30 degrees Celsius, but it's a bit dry.

"What's the landlord's situation?" Louise asked Liz, who had just come out and then back in.

The landlady is not only the landlord, but also the owner of the local restaurant and bathhouse. Because some of her international student tenants decided to move out, she decided to temporarily suspend the restaurant's operations. Although she owns the space, the restaurant, while not high-end, isn't for the average person either. Without these customers, she wouldn't make much money despite her hard work, so it's better to close down. The bathhouse is fine, since it gets hot water from the factory next door.

Louise and her friends were supposed to discuss getting a refund for their food expenses with the landlord, but he stood them up.

After playing rock-paper-scissors, it was decided that Liz would walk a few more steps to the landlord's place to ask the landlady's little cousin about the situation.