I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

Three minutes later, Du Lin walked to the door of the director's room.

The curtains are closed and the room is locked.

Du Lin was suspicious, so he had to knock on the door.

Tuk Tuk!

"Please wait!" A panicked voice came from inside, accompanied by the sound of something falling to the ground, and then the footsteps gradually approached.

The door was opened, and Olga's reddish face was reflected in front of Du Lin, with a strange expression.

"You are?" Durin asked curiously.

Olga saw that there was a hint of fiery hidden in Du Lin's expression, and she glanced at him guiltily and pulled him into the door behind her.

Then—the door was closed and locked in one go.

"Did you know I'm back?" Du Lin sat on the sofa and couldn't help being curious when he saw the two cups of packaged and unopened malt oil on the coffee table and the sea cucumber soup food box in the cafeteria.

"Well, I asked the cafeteria to prepare it after Edra reported it to me!" Olga sat next to him, next to Dulin under the sofa recess: "How is it, are you satisfied?"

What are you satisfied with... Du Lin glanced at the familiar dishes speechlessly. How satisfied could he be with the sea cucumber soup as the main dish as always? He was about to vomit.

Du Lin said euphemistically, "I'm not here to eat. I need to report the second singularity to you."

Standing up subconsciously, Du Lin was about to leave after the report.

However, a finger with sharp nails pressed firmly on his arm.

"hiss--!"

"Olga?"

"Actually, I already know about the second singularity. There is no need to report it. Eat..."

"Okay!" Du Lin was speechless, resisting the fatal blow to his taste buds and began to drink sea cucumber soup. About 10 minutes later, the great tonic on the coffee table was wiped out.

Olga was very satisfied with his movements: "Very good, so that you don't become weak."

"Well, I have to go back to the dormitory to rest." It's really bad luck to come here for nothing.

However, Olga knew about the Second Singularity in the director's office. Didn't she know everything about Attila?

Olga shook her head calmly and said: "Just rest here! I want to see you..."

As she said this, one hand was restlessly unbuttoning Du Lin's clothes.

This is no longer a matter of 'seeing', she is still moving!

Two hands were pressed on Du Lin's shoulders, and Olga rode up immediately, with a red face and a high hunger and thirst.

Du Lin blushed slightly: "Is this not good?"

"What's wrong?" While speaking, the female incarnation who had liberated her animal nature turned into a silver-haired lioness with a proud face.

It won't be like this in two or three months. She wants to eat up the little lion's food in advance...

"..."

Under the curtain of the director's room, a pair of golden pupils in the spiritual body stared at this scene in amazement, as if a door to a new world had opened in their eyes.

Chapter 222 Hei Zhen's Demon Restoration Plan (6/5 added)

After exercising with a burst of sweat!

In the director's room, a magic circle resounded on the floor, and under the almost invisible wet marks, all evaporated under a white light.

In front of the sofa, Du Lin and Olga arranged their clothes one after another and got up.

The young people looked at each other, and their faces blushed at the same time, as if their first love was beating their hearts for the first time.

This guy is too foul...

This woman is so cute...

"Huh!" Olga exhaled deeply, brushed her messy hair, her chest was heaving.

"Really..." Olga said annoyedly, "I was so impulsive. Thinking about it carefully, I shouldn't have done such a thing in the room where my father used to work... You are really too dangerous!"

Du Lin froze with a helpless expression, this woman is too bad... She was not like this before!

"You provoked this." Du Lin reminded.

"Ah, I know I provoked it myself, but I shouldn't be in a room alone with you." Olga said regretfully.

Du Lin: "..."

"I'm telling you..." Olga was about to say something, when suddenly, "Ah! '

"You have a cold?" Du Lin stepped forward.

"Well, it's all your fault." Olga glared at him.

Du Lin didn't deny that he just tore off Olga's stockings and cast a sorry look.

The atmosphere slowly regained its sanity from the passionate enthusiasm, and Olga sighed: "This time, it's really..."

How shameless she is!