Abyss Solo

Yang Ming's eyes brightened.

Mimili, but this was Mimili with heavy makeup, those sensual fiery red lips, dazzling jewelry of all kinds, easily handled by her.

At the entrance of the hotel, a row of scanners was set up.

With helplessness, Mimili shrugged and calmly walked through the scanning area, waiting five meters away from Yang Ming.

The General whispered, "Is there a problem?"

"General... does there need to be a problem?"

"Tell it like it is."

"No problem at all."

"Please surrender all your jewelry!"

"Whatever," Mimili shrugged lightly, and a female soldier stepped forward to collect the fake jewelry from her.

It took a few minutes of fussing back and forth.

"Let her through," the General commanded coldly.

Yang Ming performed an Imperial gentleman's salute and extended his right hand to Mimili, who smiled charmingly, disdainfully scanning the men gathered in the lobby, then stepped up in heels, extending her right hand.

Yang Ming took her right hand and kissed it lightly, whispering, "Come with me."

Mimili coyly said, "Yes, Deputy Director."

The four Imperial Secret Army transformed soldiers who came with Yang Ming almost burst out laughing.

Yang Ming wrapped his arm around Mimili's slender yet toned waist and didn't even glance at the New Federation officers, taking her directly to the elevator.

As they exited the elevator, Griss was waiting outside, taking a curious look at Mimili before exclaiming, "Oh leader, what act are you putting on now? The news is already exploding, saying you arrived here looking for a call girl."

"Let it explode, it's no big deal."

Yang Ming winked at Griss:

"Don't come looking for me tonight, I'm planning to discuss some national secrets with my subordinates."

"Understood, I'll add a couple of extra shielding devices for you later, enjoy your night."

Mimili simply watched with a smile, saying little, having no interest in conversing with these Imperial soldiers.

Back in the room, Yang Ming immediately activated the shell communicator's built-in shielding device.

A faint glow appeared on Mimili's body, seemingly some kind of powder, enveloping Yang Ming as well.

She let out a gentle breath, and Yang Ming immediately released his large hand from her waist.

"It really is you," Yang Ming said softly, "I thought it would be Little 26."

"She has mechanical bones, couldn't pass security," Mimili pouted, "So, it's not 026, Uncle Hanton would be disappointed?"

"Of course not, your presence is just in time to help me, I'm going to meet a senator who might be a Pioneer tomorrow."

Yang Ming lowered his voice, whispering in her ear:

"I also changed my mind temporarily and altered your identity to a senior agent of the Military Intelligence Bureau, Lyu must have already added your file to the bureau's server.

"When we have a meeting tomorrow, just naturally appear by my side, see if you can provoke a reaction from him.

"Oh right, did you bring the thing?"

"Uh-huh," Mimili lifted her hand and searched through her hair for a while, then quickly pulled out a few strands.

Yang Ming placed these strands on his head, which immediately wriggled like living things, quickly merging with his short hair and burrowing into his follicles.

"Is that enough?" Yang Ming asked in surprise.

Mimili muttered under her breath, "Uncle Hanton, don't you even realize how much technological ability you have now? I was shocked when I went to Dark Two, your power is going crazy."

"Shush, we should keep these things to ourselves."

Yang Ming shook his head with a smile, planning to walk to the sofa while saying, "You sleep on the bed, I'll make do on the sofa, and maybe order you some dresses…"

Tap.

Yang Ming's arm was suddenly grabbed.

He paused, turning to look at Mimili, who had lowered her head, feeling her tension.

"Uncle," Mimili lifted her head, calling softly, and reached out to wrap around Yang Ming's neck, "You never really loved Daphne, did you?"

"Uh..."

"This time should be mine."

Mimili whispered softly by Yang Ming's ear, standing on tiptoe.

"Mimili, we cannot betray your father, I promised him…"

"I love you, Uncle, ever since that desolate planet's base... I don't want to wait any longer... at least tonight you can be mine…"

Yang Ming's hands slowly lifted, hesitated slightly, but still rested on her waist and back, looking down into her disguised eyes, watching her little tongue slightly stick out, gingerly kissing her.

The shielding glow around her became even brighter.

On the flagship of the East Wind, Lyu promptly turned off the projection screen, and 026 click her tongue, wanting more.

"Interstellar era," Lyu emphasized, "this is a pursuit of freedom and openness in the interstellar era."

"But, the boss was Miss Mimili's first boyfriend," 026 whispered, "Miss Mimili is actually quite conservative at heart."

"Conservative as she may be, she's also advanced," Lyu shook her head, "She's a mechanical fanatic, willing to set aside her principles to accommodate the boss, shows she's really anxious, who knows if she'll pull him into experiencing mechanical love, just thinking about it... exciting."

026 chuckled, whispering something into Lyu's ear.

Lyu blushed, then pursued her, the two women laughing and teasing, unseen by others.

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