Yes, Madam Prime Minister

Ambrina chewed a few times, then pressed down. "Jealousy makes people ugly, Isa."

Isabel forcefully forked a slice of sausage with her fork. "Who would be jealous of a fat person like you with such an ugly sleeping posture and rude eating manners?"

"Jealousy makes people ugly," Ambrina reiterated.

Isabel glared at her. "Are you never going to stop, Ambrina?"

Ambrina plopped down in Ronan's lap and glared back at him, "Who started this?"

Ronan gently patted Ambrina. "Stop fooling around."

Seeing that the two were still on the verge of exchanging barbs, Ronan simply brought up the topic he had prepared beforehand, "Over the years, I haven't spent much time with you, and I haven't even given you many gifts. It's really not right of me. How about this, each of you tell me a wish, and I will definitely grant it."

No sooner had Ronan finished speaking than Isabel chimed in, "I want to be king."

The moment those words were spoken, the atmosphere instantly became awkward.

“Isa, cutting in line is very rude,” Ambrina said.

Isabel didn't respond, but just looked at Ronan, wanting to see what he would say.

Ronan understood that Isabel's words were seven parts deliberate provocation, but three parts were true. "It's not that difficult. After Seris's trip is over, we can find a place in Southeast Asia to establish a country for you. It's not impossible. However, if you want to pass on the throne, either we have a child and join the Star Moon Cult, or I and Yingqi have a child and adopt it to you."

The South Seas region is divided into three parts: the descendants of early Arabs, Chinese immigrants in the last hundred years, and the current colonists from the Western continent. The natives, on the contrary, have no power.

"Great! My stepmother gave me a little brother to play with!" Astrid suddenly clapped her hands and cheered.

Zhao Yingqi was instantly both embarrassed and angry. "Lily, are you trying to kill me?!" She couldn't help but get worked up every time her best friend teased her about this.

“If you don’t speak, no one will think you’re mute,” Ronan whispered to his daughter.

Astrid retorted, "My wish is that you won't let me shut up anymore."

"I'm really fed up with you." Ronan was truly at his wit's end with his daughter.

At this moment, Ambrina said, "I plan to eat my way through all the delicious food in Seris." This wasn't exactly difficult, but it wasn't easy either. For a group of white foreigners with high noses and deep-set eyes to travel all over Seris was quite a challenge.

“Okay, I’ll figure something out then,” Ronan agreed.

Zhao Yingqi said in a soft voice, "I plan to go back and take a look, just from afar." Luo Nan knew what she wanted to see: her father in this timeline, and perhaps herself in this timeline.

“That’s easy,” Ronan said. Although Zhao Yingqi’s father wasn’t a high-ranking official, he was still a member of the imperial family and a high-ranking official. Finding him wouldn’t be difficult.

"I don't have any particular ambitions. I just plan to learn the language and writing system of Seres, find some books to read, and if possible, translate some of them," Alice said. In fact, becoming an official or transplanting plants were not what she sought. Her ideal had always been in the field of culture, just like her father who had died long ago.

Isabel had already said that, turning counter-clockwise, it was Ashley's turn. She seemed a little confused, hesitated for a long time, and still stammered, "Well, I want a better weapon." No matter if the enemy is strong or weak, she can only use the Black Spirit Slash. Having a good weapon would save her some money.

Following closely behind was Golan, who said, "I want to learn the cultivation methods of Seris." She was already at the fifth rank, but she felt she had reached a complete bottleneck. In fact, for elemental mages, this was the limit of genius. Agustina had reached the fifth rank after relying on Victor's notes obtained from Ronan, but hadn't made any progress for many years. Golan understood that she would be the same. Only the most talented among geniuses could reach the sixth rank and further pursue the limit of the seventh rank.

“Okay.” Ronan readily agreed, because the leader of the purple-clad men had gone to Seris many years ago. He must have gone to learn the Seris cultivation method. Using the excuse of finding him, getting a set of the Seris cultivation method would not be a problem.

When it was Falek and Faith's turn, neither of them prepared to speak. The reason was simple: they knew they were different from the others.

At this moment, Ambrina looked at Falek and said, "You speak."

Falek smiled and nodded his thanks. "I want to have a child after things settle down."

Ambrina couldn't help but laugh, and after she finished laughing, she looked at Ronan.

Ronan could only smile helplessly, nod, and then look at Faith, "And you?"

“I don’t need anything in particular, just save some good material for me,” Faith replied.

Next, it was Astrid's turn to sit next to her mother, Elena. Ronan glanced at his daughter and said, "You don't need to say anything. Children have no right to speak here."

Astrid forked a large piece of meat and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing it fiercely as if she were biting Ronan, her stinking father, while saying, "What I, Astrid, want, I always get myself; I don't need you."

Ronan looked at Elena, who casually chuckled and said, "I just hope this unfilial daughter will behave herself."

Ronan laughed too, "That might only be possible with a true god."

Astrid pouted, "Tch, heartless parents ganging up on their weak little daughter."

The joke had gone too far, Elena said softly, "It's enough that I'm always by your side."

Next was Agustina, "I'll stay with the captain, Elena, and see the world."

One of them appears carefree and jovial, while the other seems cold and serious. In reality, they are both adept at reading people and socializing, and they can get along well in any place and field. However, they are essentially lazy people with no ambition in life, and their wishes are often just empty words.

Finally, it was Dinia's turn.

Without hesitation, Dinia calmly and simply stated her wish: "To give everyone the talent and opportunity to learn magic."

Only her wish could be described as a grand vision, followed by Isabelle's; everyone else's wishes were about themselves.

“Yes, Madam Prime Minister,” Ronan replied, both jokingly and seriously.

"Hmph." Dinia simply snorted and then raised her glass.

The two clinked glasses and each took a big gulp, officially beginning the celebratory picnic.

While eating, drinking, and chatting, the banquet soon turned into a roast session, with people complaining about the people of the Ship Country. The Ship Country is a large country, more than enough to accommodate more than 10,000 people. It is not dark or cramped, and its internal power structure is not a dystopian one. Therefore, there are actually very few people in the Ship Country who are gloomy. On the contrary, as they continued to get to know them, they discovered quite a few eccentric people with flamboyant personalities.

Chapter 697 Three pairs of white stockings, don't do it, go slower

Nighttime, in the village, inside Ambrina's house, on the large bed.

Ronan lay down, while Ambrina sat on his face, wearing only white stockings. The white stockings, which were originally slightly thick and opaque, became somewhat see-through under her posture of spreading her legs and sticking out her buttocks. The entire view above was filled with white flesh, with the white stockings covering her small, round, and chubby buttocks.

The sensation of her plump, white buttocks pressing against me, the feeling of biting her buttocks with my tongue, and licking her cleft, was like wrapping a large, tender piece of tofu in a thin film that I couldn't break no matter how much I squeezed it.

Meanwhile, Ambrina was holding Ronan's huge penis in both hands, sucking and licking it with great enjoyment.

This kind of foreplay has always been her favorite.

“Yes, that’s it,” Ambrina said.

Ronan understood and teased the little bean even more forcefully with his tongue.

Meanwhile, Ronan's right and left hands were also working on Alice and Zhao Yingqi.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Alice, wearing only white pantyhose, lying face down with her buttocks raised. Ronan's left hand, with two fingers pushing against the pantyhose, was penetrating her vagina. Ronan's left hand was the Holy Son's left hand, possessing the ability to absorb and release magic power. At this moment, Ronan used the power of absorption combined with his own rapid vibrations. Alice's slender legs were tightly clamped together, her toes curled inwards, and the upward-pointing soles of her feet, encased in white pantyhose, squeezed out wrinkles. Her hands gripped the sheets tightly, her head buried deep, her eyes tightly closed. She was desperately enduring, not wanting to lose control, as her already tight and sensitive vagina was sensitive.

With Zhao Yingqi on her right hand, Luo Nan used three fingers to quickly thrust and probe. Zhao Yingqi, who had initially been bent over, was now lying face down, naked, with her lips tightly clenched and her fists tightly twisted. Her toes, encased in thick straps of white stockings, were constantly opening and closing. She was already very shy because it was her first time with someone else, and she was even more reluctant to be the first to make a sound.

Three people, three pairs of white-stockinged legs, three different flavors.

Ambriina is slender and fleshy, with soft, supple legs in white stockings. Alice is delicate and well-proportioned, and with white stockings, she exudes a Lolita-like charm. Zhao Yingqi is neither too fleshy nor too thin, with soft lines, and wrapped in white stockings, she has a classic, elegant Eastern charm.

Before long, the crotch of Ambrina's pantyhose was soaked and became transparent, revealing the thick, dark pubic hair and the labia below. She was the first to let out a soft moan of pleasure.

At the same time, Ronan's left hand delivered an attack, and instantly, Alice felt a warm current rush down her abdomen. In an instant, a stream of liquid gushed out, and the wetness in her pantyhose spread like it was melting, causing her to let out a short and sharp groan.

On the other side, Ronan suddenly accelerated, and Zhao Yingqi, with his jaw clenched, let out a groan with teeth chatter.

Ronan quickly stopped his rapid verbal flirting and softly called out to Ambrina, "Anri."

"Mmm." Ambrina hummed in response, a sound that was both a groan and an answer.

Ronan withdrew his hands, pushed Ambrina forward, then sat up, spread his legs, and tore the crotch of her pantyhose. Ambrina skillfully sat between Ronan's legs, and his thick, hard penis plunged into her already incredibly wet vagina. Ronan grasped Ambrina's flat but soft waist with both hands and began to thrust upwards while sitting, and Ambrina swayed up and down and left and right in coordination.

Alice lay panting on the bed, still recovering from her recent climax. Zhao Yingqi, with his eyes closed, was still savoring the afterglow of his climax.

When the two of them got up and sat up to look this way, Ambrina had already changed positions and was being violently penetrated by Ronan.

The two were making love while also sharing a deep, wet kiss.

Seeing such a lewd scene, Alice just sat there. Zhao Yingqi, who was seeing someone else for the first time, was very nervous and shy. His eyes darted around, but he didn't look away. His breathing gradually became rapid.

Just before Ambrina felt herself losing herself and becoming completely immersed in pleasure, she reached out and gently pinched Ronan's testicles, then gestured with her lips for Ronan to switch partners.

Although she was having the best time, she hoped Ronan wouldn't neglect others.

Ronan lifted Ambrina up and pulled out his sticky, wet penis, then grabbed Alice's legs and pulled her over.

"Your turn, Alice."

As he spoke, Ronan grabbed her delicate, small, and tender foot, which was wrapped in white silk, and put it in his mouth. With his other hand, he held her other ankle, squeezed it, and then thrust it in forcefully, all the way to the end. Alice, feeling intense sensations, couldn't turn her head to the left or right. She wanted to spread her legs to relax, but she couldn't.

As Ronan moved, Alice was like a fragile little boat, violently rocked in the waves. She spread her hands and gripped the sheets tightly, trying to mitigate the impact.

Ronan simply grabbed Alice's ankles, which were pressed together, with one hand, and began to caress and knead her slender legs in white stockings with the other, moving down from her calves to her thighs, and then to her not-so-full, but round and slightly bouncy buttocks. Just before the rhythm of his thrusting quickened, Ronan suddenly invaded Alice's anus with his middle finger, causing her whole body to tremble and let out a cry of "Oh!"

"Don't do it," Alice muttered under her breath.

“Yes, my Lady Alice,” Ronan teased.

Immediately, Ronan increased the pace. Alice, who was struggling to keep up, struggled with her legs and broke free from Ronan's one-handed restraint. Her white stockinged feet kicked against Ronan's muscular chest muscles, instinctively trying to kick him away. However, the unique touch of her stockinged feet only stimulated Ronan to accelerate further.

Just as Alice was about to leave, Ronan came out, then turned to Zhao Yingqi, picked her up, held her white silk-clad buttocks with both hands, and with a slight loosening of his hands, his huge penis went straight up and penetrated her. Feeling incredibly full, Zhao Yingqi hooked her legs around Ronan's waist and wrapped her arms around Ronan's neck.

"Slow down," Zhao Yingqi said in a voice barely audible.

“Hmm,” Ronan replied.

Alice lay on her back, catching her breath for a moment, and then said, "There's something I need to tell you. After learning that we were leaving, many of the people on the ship didn't want to go out on the big ship right away. They wanted to avoid revealing their difference and instead take a ship from outside. There were also some people who didn't want to leave with us right now."

"Ronan, did you hear me?"

While Ronan was fucking her, he replied, "I'm listening. Their consideration makes sense. It's good to keep a low profile. However, getting the ship sorted out will require some effort."

As Luo Nan stood there, holding Zhao Yingqi and thrusting into her, she quickly lost her balance and became weak. Seeing that she was about to lose consciousness, Luo Nan put her back on the bed, pressed her thighs down with both hands, making her vaginal opening face upwards, and began to thrust downwards forcefully. At this moment, Zhao Yingqi's consciousness gradually became confused, and her white silk-clad legs swayed in the air with each thrust. She completely forgot about shame and restraint, and kept moaning.

Just as he felt he was about to ejaculate, Ronan pulled out again, aimed at Ambrina, and Ambrina came over and took it into her mouth, while stroking herself with one hand.

Ronan straightened up and, after accumulating for half a month, sprayed his thick, yellowish-white semen, like a jelly, into her mouth. Ambrina kept swallowing, but there was too much, and some still spilled out.

Chapter 698 Needs to Vent, You Idiot Sister, Those Who Understand Don't Need to Say

Ambrina wiped away the remaining semen and said, "This matter can probably only be addressed by having Falek try to communicate with them and buy some ships from Arab merchants, in addition to the small boats that come with this space itself."

“That’s right,” Ronan agreed.

Ronan rested for a while, then gestured to Alice with his eyes. Alice, seemingly disgusted, stretched out her pair of small white-stockinged feet.

Alice's foot fetish skills are exceptional. Even when wearing stockings, she is incredibly agile, clamping her left and right feet together and moving them up and down. At the same time, her left heel occasionally kicks and stomps on the testicles, while her right toes spread apart, sometimes pinching with her big toe and index finger, sometimes scraping the glans with her toes.

He looked unwilling, but his actions were very serious.

“Alice, your feet are amazing,” Ronan said, clearly enjoying the sight.

Alice was a little embarrassed and annoyed. "Stop talking nonsense." Then, she kicked the egg hard.

Then, the white-stockinged little feet continued.

Soon, Ronan became erect again. Three pairs of white stockings, three men—naturally, he'd have to ejaculate at least once. Before the act even began, Ambrina suddenly called out to Ronan.

"What's wrong, Annie?" Ronan asked.

"Yingqi just told you to slow down, but was that slowing down? You kept pushing back." Ambriina scolded.

Ronan immediately apologized, "I was wrong."

"I'm fine, and..." Zhao Yingqi didn't say the last few words, "it's actually quite comfortable," because she couldn't bring herself to say it in front of others.

Ambriina warned Zhao Yingqi, "You can't spoil him, otherwise he'll act recklessly and without thinking."

“That’s right,” Alice immediately agreed.

Ambrina stood up and called to Ronan, "An apology needs to be accompanied by concrete actions. Lie down."

Ronan didn't say anything and just lay down.

"Yingqi, kick him, like this," Ambrina said, and kicked him hard.

Zhao Yingqi was startled and shrank back. After hesitating for a moment, he delivered a kick that appeared strong but was actually quite restrained.

Seeing this, Ambrina couldn't help but instigate again, "He has regenerative abilities, don't be afraid, kick him as hard as you can."

Zhao Yingqi closed her eyes and kicked hard. As she kicked, she silently apologized, but the kick felt surprisingly satisfying. "Hmph, you wouldn't care if I didn't say anything, would you? You just wanted to embarrass me!"

Then Alice arrived and yelled, "You treat me like a slave, you always try to make me beg for mercy!"

Ambrina knew very well that what the two women were saying was just the surface, not the root of their resentment.

The real reason is that Ronan's wife, who can also be coquettish, and Dinya, who is always entangled with Rona through cooperation and struggle, have taken away most of Ronan's affection. Ronan, on the other hand, thought that they were all extraordinary women, so they didn't need to be coaxed or taken care of.

She may not be an ordinary woman, but she is still a woman.

Everyone has a love-hate relationship with this guy; sometimes, it's good to vent.

Ambrina thought to herself, "The most pretentious one is Isa, that idiot. She clearly likes him, but she pretends that she's only willing to be his mistress for the sake of her career, and she even expects Ronan to take the initiative to express his love. She's so stupid."

Despite their many grudges and frequent sarcastic remarks, Ambrina's first thought was always of her younger sister, Isabel.

The next day.

Ronan relayed Alice's report, and the group discussed it. They decided to go out in a few days and have Falek go to Suleiman's Selim Sultan to ask him to find a way to get twenty or thirty ships.