The Beauties Help Me Become the No.1 Official

Chapter 678: Chapter 678: Secret Talk on the Ship

"Your father’s dying wish... was it the Wei Family member who died in Red Flag County six years ago, whose remains have never been found?"

Lin Fan gazed into Wei Manman’s eyes, and she nodded in response.

"Now, can you relax a bit?"

"I’m quite relaxed!"

Lin Fan said so, but his body remained tense, ready to jump into the water and escape at the slightest hint of danger. Wei Manman’s keen eyes didn’t miss his state, and so she suddenly reached into her tight skirt and began to pull down a red lace panty, slowly sliding it down her pale legs before tossing it to Lin Fan.

"I’m absolutely sincere about wanting to have a good talk with you, so there’s no need for you to be so tense. After all, if you really can destroy Zhao Chuanchun’s coal mining empire, I’d have a lot more of what you want to give you."

Wei Manman, now without her high heels, sat with her legs straight across from Lin Fan. Though it was too dark for Lin Fan to catch a glimpse of anything under her skirt, the red lace still warm from her body made his blood rush.

"Is this how all Wei Family members negotiate?"

Such an action was beyond Lin Fan’s expectations.

course not with others, but

that old scumbag Zhao Chuanchun. But grandfather said he couldn’t die, or else hundreds of thousands of people in Red Flag County would suffer. Social stability takes precedence over personal vendettas. To prevent me

"I’m not that noble."

have thought this temptress would resort to the art

boast in front of my cousin about bedding

she sat right in Lin Fan’s lap, pressing her voluptuous bottom onto his legs and draping her long, beautiful legs over his other leg. She wrapped her arms around his neck and said, "Now his cousin is in your arms; do

dare, but don’t forget I’m a scumbag. Once I’ve slept

Lin Fan’s hand was already on her thigh, moving upward, fondling her under the skirt, while the deep Abyss by then was starting to

know, I could snap your neck

smiled as she hooked her hand around Lin Fan’s neck. As a Practitioner,

think you have the

entrance of the Abyss, sensing Wei Manman’s body stiffening, her breathing

also bitches. How can you be

pinched Lin Fan’s chin, struggling to contain the tingling sensations emanating

out, isn’t

causing Wei Manman to instinctively tighten her grip on his shoulders—her flushed face, her eyes