Yes, Madam Prime Minister

Louise pouted. "I call this adapting to the situation. If we were in Seris, I would definitely show you my skills."

Ronan feigned surprise and anticipation, "Oh, then tell me, just make one of your signature dishes."

"Soy sauce fried rice, have you ever had it?" Louise asked.

"Wow, amazing! I've never had this before," Ronan said with a smile.

All I can say is that being with Louise is never short of fun; her dark skin and white hair are just so amusing.

After dinner, the two went up to the rooftop together to look at the sea and the stars.

As they looked at each other, they leaned against each other, and as they leaned against each other, they couldn't help but start kissing and caressing each other. Gradually, their desire began to rise.

Chapter 1334

Louise wore a dress with slightly thick, semi-transparent flesh-colored glitter stockings on her legs. These stockings covered her skin, which was a shade darker than wheat, and with the moonlight and the glow of the gas lamps in the distance, the stockings seemed to be evenly sprinkled with gold powder, making her legs look like a dark galaxy dotted with stars.

Those legs in stockings are extremely sexy and flamboyant.

Ronan didn't want to kiss, lick, or even touch those silk-stockinged legs, much less damage them. He just wanted to look at them, to see the changing shapes and sheens of the silk-stockinged legs from different angles and in different positions.

He whispered a few words in Louise's ear, and Louise gave Ronan a slightly annoyed look before slowly standing up.

Louise stood up, lifting her skirt with both hands, slowly raising it as she turned. When she was completely turned away from Ronan, she lifted her skirt fully, revealing her buttocks encased in flesh-colored glitter stockings. Louise's buttocks were shapely, fleshy but not voluptuous; her legs were straight and well-proportioned, long but not thin. If Guo Hanlu had the figure of a runway model among women, Louise had the figure of someone suited for indoor filming seductive softcore pornography while wearing stockings.

If Guo Hanlu didn't strike that lewd and vulgar pose, she would seem somewhat distant, while Louise would make you want to get an erection just by looking at her.

Especially striking are her dark skin covered by a hazy, alluring stocking, and her snow-white, pale gold hair.

"Come sit down, take off your shoes, and stretch your feet out," Ronan commanded.

Louise walked over and sat down, kicked off her shoes, and stretched out her feet. Before Ronan could grab her feet, her stockinged feet were already kicking and pawing at Ronan's crotch like a cat kneading its paws.

He then used his nimble toes to untie the elastic band of his pants, his toes curling inward to grip the hem and pull it down. With a forceful pull, his thick, long, and hard penis broke free and sprang out. Its ferocious appearance and faint scent instantly dazzled Louise. She immediately pulled her foot back and lunged forward to lick and swallow it, but Ronan stopped her with both hands.

“I didn’t say I’d give it to you right now,” Ronan said.

Louise flicked the penis with her finger in annoyance, "Hmph."

She understood Ronan's meaning, and obediently sat back down, stretching out her legs to serve the engorged penis with her silk-stockinged feet, which looked as if they were dusted with gold powder under the light. She roughly gripped and stroked his penis, wanting to make Ronan lose control quickly and then make him love her fiercely.

Half a day passed, and Ronan's stockings were stained with an unknown amount of pre-ejaculate that had seeped from his urethra, but he showed no sign of moving. Louise was so angry that she kicked his balls twice.

Ronan, who had been enjoying himself with his eyes half-closed, suddenly opened them wide. "Oh dear, what's going on?"

"How dare you ask?" Louise snapped dismissively.

Ronan chuckled. "Just say you want it." With that, Ronan got up and pinned Louise down on the roof, his penis pressed against her stocking-covered vulva. "When did you become so reserved?"

Louise reached out and tore the crotch of her stockings. "I'll do it myself." With that, she grabbed Ronan's penis and shoved a section of it into her vagina, letting out a long, comfortable moan.

I couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief; it felt so good.

Even the satisfaction and fulfillment brought by a thicker, longer, harder, and hotter vibrator cannot compare to Ronan's penis.

As Ronan began to slowly thrust in and out, Louise wrapped her arms around Ronan's neck and her legs involuntarily wrapped around his waist. Her stocking-clad calves crossed behind his waist, the fleshy texture of her calves slightly bulging out as they were squeezed together. With each movement of his penis, different parts of the stockings shimmered. Her insteps were straightened, her toes pressing against the stockings, and through the thinned stockings, her toes, painted with glossy white nail polish, were clearly visible.

As Ronan sped up, he said, "It's a real shame there's no mirror here, so we can't see what your legs look like in this position."

"Hiss, oh ho, is it because you want to fuck me while watching that you like it so much, oh oh oh, doggy style?" Louise asked Ronan intermittently through moans.

Ronan thrust even more forcefully, “It’s different for different people. For girls like Sword Feather, Little Fa, and Lavana, it’s definitely doggy style. But for someone as petite as you, I like it best to fuck you in front of a mirror, with your stockinged legs swaying in the air. It’s like constantly injecting aphrodisiacs into your veins.”

“I have a mirror in my room too.” Louise had barely said this when Ronan suddenly rushed at her. When Ronan calmed down, she gasped for breath, “You, I… oh oh…” Before she could finish speaking, another sudden rush forced her to lower her head and clench her teeth.

As soon as Ronan slowed down, Louise had barely caught her breath when Ronan turned her over. Before she could even speak, Ronan thrust into her again, gripping her penis and violently penetrating her from behind. Each thrust caused her labia to cave in, pounding against her cervix as if trying to flatten her uterus. Each withdrawal was accompanied by a deliberate churning, the hook-like glans seemingly pulling out the flesh inside her vagina, while simultaneously causing her labia to evert.

So cool.

The nipples and clitoris were already engorged and erect.

Louise was already immersed in the pleasure of being wildly fucked, her head shaking incessantly. Her fingers, which were usually good at controlling her strength, were losing control and cracking the concrete roof. Her originally taut legs were now weak and relaxed, and Ronan's hands, which were tightly bound by stockings, were gripped behind her like control levers.

"White-haired little black guy, talk to me, talk to me, or I'll fuck you to death." Ronan cursed in a muffled voice as he continued to fuck you violently yet skillfully. "Look at your juices, such a big puddle, like you peed, it's almost flowing to your feet."

In her confused and disoriented state, Louise remained in a state of low-grade climax, and whenever she reached that critical point, Ronan would deliberately slow her down.

After letting Louise suffer through incomplete orgasms for over ten minutes, Ronan finally unleashed a powerful thrust, causing Louise to ejaculate several streams of vaginal fluid, instantly waking her up.

"Oh, ugh~~" Louise let out a long breath, put her hands on the ground, and pressed her face against the ground, wanting to use the cool ground to relieve the burning heat.

"Here comes Louise." Ronan was also ready to shoot.

With a flurry of thrusts and a final, powerful stroke, semen sprayed into the opened uterus. The thick semen washed over the uterine walls, and Louise felt as if a hot liquid had been poured into her stomach. Her legs, encased in flesh-colored glitter stockings, convulsed wildly. As Ronan withdrew, Louise's vagina and anus contracted simultaneously, gurgling out streams of thick semen that smeared her inner thighs.

"Take a break," Ronan said. "I'll be staying with you for the next few days. If nothing unexpected happens, the Divine Tree will activate in a few days, and then we'll meet up with the others and go to the Celestial Realm together."

"The Celestial Realm?" Louise asked, puzzled.

Ronan explained, "Of course it's the Celestial Realm. We'll open just this one. Didi and I will go and scout it out. If there are any problems, we can close it in time to avoid future troubles. If there are no problems, you can come back. But in short, opening all the passages is a matter for later."

Chapter 1335

In April, after a century, the new extraordinary system, with the divine tree at its core, finally completed the transformation of the planet's outer shell into magical particles and accumulated sufficient power.

In the celestial realm formed by endless silver sands and a moonless, starless night, a portal to another dimension was opened.

At this moment, Ronan and Dinia had already gone to the other side of the time portal, while the others waited for their return on the rooftop of the White Night Palace, which was located below the time portal in the air.

Ambrina, wearing milky white semi-sheer lace stockings, sat there eating thin slices of ham and drinking cider. She looked quite modest. Of course, she was worried about her husband Ronan, but she had more confidence in him.

Isabel sat there, her fingers occasionally tapping lightly against her thighs encased in bronze stockings, and she would occasionally look up at the portal. She remained silent, but her silence spoke volumes.

Falek sat in a chair, her black-stockinged feet holding her shoes, and held a tablet with a screen in her hands. She sighed helplessly because the observation device attached to Ronan had malfunctioned.

Wearing a pair of thin, yet not see-through, almost skin-colored stockings with a touch of soft white, Lu Jianling lay on a specially made, extraordinary recliner, taking a nap. She was truly relaxed. Louise, wearing a pair of unusual black stockings, walked back and forth, her red-soled high heels almost worn down by her.

Not long after, just over two hours later, Ronan and Dinia returned. "First, the bad news: although the other side won't affect the superhumans themselves, neither their bodies nor souls will be affected, their magic power can't be replenished. Every bit of magic power used is less, and superhuman items can't function properly."

"Of course, this is also good news."

Ronan said this.

Isabel rushed over, her voice trembling. "Can you stop talking nonsense? Are these the important things? Is the other side a planet? Does it have intelligent life? What level of civilization do they have? Is it your original timeline? These are the important things."

“I know you’re in a hurry, but don’t rush.” Ronan gestured for him to calm down and continued, “It’s not certain whether it’s from my original timeline, but the general situation…”

The object opposite them was a planet, which, judging from Ronan and Dinia's physical reactions and what they observed, should be Earth.

I can't sense any magic, and it seems no one on the other side is reacting to the portal. If I'm not mistaken, there are no supernatural powers on this Earth.

The place where Ronan and Dinia appear is probably a human-inhabited village. Judging from the style of the houses, it is a Seres village. Judging from the people's clothing and appearance, the era is probably the late Qing Dynasty or the Republic of China period, but the exact time is currently unknown.

"...In short, we'll definitely be safe once we get there."

Ronan said.

Not to mention him, even Alice, the weakest of these women, could easily toy with and manipulate an elite army of a great power.

If it were Ronan himself, he could easily blow up a city.

As for Dinia, if she really wanted to, she could kill everyone on this planet.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!" Louise said excitedly.

“What’s the rush? Back in the day, when the Villans arrived in the New World, they even brought gifts for the natives,” Ronan said.

Although the Villars of this world are essentially no different from the Spanish colonists of the original timeline, they are still much more polite.

Because the so-called New World is not actually that new.

After all, high-ranking superhumans crossed the Atlantic to the New World a very long time ago.

For high-level superhumans, crossing the Atlantic Ocean solo is not particularly difficult.

Thousands of years ago, the West knew of a vast continent across the sea, inhabited by primitive, savage people. However, at that time, many territories remained unexplored, and many barbarian tribes were still undefeated. Therefore, no nation entertained the idea of ​​colonizing that land; the technology of the time simply couldn't achieve it. High-ranking superhumans had no interest in traveling thousands of miles to become local tyrants in the wilderness. Just like in Seris, superhumans would rather die in the Central Plains than go to the south or north to rule over a bunch of bumpkins—what was the point? "We should indeed prepare some gifts, but what should we prepare?" Ambrina asked.

Before Ronan could speak, Lu Jianling, who had stood up, said, "The rifles and rocket launchers used by mortals here."

Since the other party doesn't have supernatural powers, there's no need to display them. Guns and cannons are the quickest way to gain their respect.

“We still need to bring some handicrafts,” Falek said. “We can’t really give away guns and cannons.”

"That's settled then. I'll go get ready, and we'll set off together tomorrow," Ronan said, then disappeared.

Soon after, Ronan obtained a gift.

The next day, Ronan and a group of women entered a portal and arrived in another world.

I was lucky this time. As soon as I came out, I saw a man, a woodcutter. But before I could even go up and say hello, he looked like he had seen a ghost. He abandoned his firewood and ran away as fast as he could.

A group of people came out of Ronan's place, all looking completely bewildered. What was going on?

“It’s because you all look too scary,” Ronan said.

"Ha, it must be that black bastard Louise." Liz was quite gloating. "No ordinary person has ever seen such a black-skinned, white-haired monster."

“You redhead, you’re the monster,” Louise retorted, but her voice was weak; she herself wondered if she had scared him.

“I told you, it’s you,” Ronan said. “In the eyes of the Seres here, you foreigners look like monsters.”

“Ronan, you’re a foreigner too,” Lu Jianling added.

Zhao Yingqi, Madam Zhao, and Guo Hanlu all nodded in agreement.

“Ah, this…” Ronan was speechless for a moment, unable to refute.

"What do we do next?" Isabel asked.

“Let’s walk slowly to the village. By then, they won’t be able to escape. We’ll gather some information and then head to the nearby town,” Ronan said.

They could certainly travel quickly, even fly, but displaying something unusual in this way wouldn't facilitate contact with this side.

For the time being, Ronan still intends to use his identity as a foreigner in this world to interact with the locals.

Quite by chance, a philanthropist brought his son, who had returned from studying in Japan, to the village to experience collecting rent.

The woodcutter rushed back to the village and hurriedly reported that he had seen a group of foreigners.

And so, when Ronan and his group slowly walked to this side of the village, they saw a slightly overweight middle-aged man wearing a melon-shaped hat and a long robe with embroidered patterns, and a young man in a suit.

Neither this philanthropist Wang nor the fake foreign devil Xiao Wang could understand Ronan and his group.

Black-haired foreigners are normal, as are blond, green, and red-haired ones, though it's a bit odd to see them all together. But what's with the white-haired one? And then there's the white-haired one who's actually black. Even stranger are the few Chinese people, a pair of twins, one incredibly tall, and the other also quite tall. "I apologize for disturbing you all; my apologies are truly rude."

When Ronan spoke in Mandarin, both Wang Dashan and Xiao Wang were completely stunned.

Chapter 1336

Ronan and his group were invited to Wang Dashan's home as guests.

After a long conversation, Ronan learned a lot about the situation.

They are currently in Hebei Province.

It is now the year of Jiazi, 1924 in the Gregorian calendar. This year, China has undergone tremendous changes and many things have happened, but Ronan only remembers one thing: Bo Yi moved out of the Forbidden City.

Ronan asked a couple of questions to confirm that it was indeed Puyi.

This era is so interesting.

In 1924, several years after the end of World War I, Europe enjoyed a temporary period of peace, but an even more dramatic and turbulent era was about to begin.

That year, the British Labour Party came to power for the first time.

That year, the great teacher Lenin passed away, and the loving father arrived.

That year, Hitler was sentenced to imprisonment and was about to begin his enlightenment in Longchang.

That year, Coolidge was the President of the United States, and the "Coolidge Prosperity" began immediately.

The distant East.

That year, the Japanese Communist Party dissolved.

That year, the last emperor, Puyi, left the Forbidden City.

That year, Chiang Kai-shek became President Chiang.

That year, Teacher Mao was working in the Kuomintang Propaganda Department and was about to be owed wages.

From then on, Ronan and his group had a lot of fun no matter where they went.

After thinking it over, Ronan decided to go to the United States for a while first.

Staying in China, although they were first-class foreigners, their group of "strange" people were too conspicuous, and China now needed the fire to burn brighter so that it could be reborn from the ashes.