Spy Wars: As long as I'm subtle enough, no one will doubt me

Liu Long had no choice but to take off his coat, put on a white shirt, and sit beside the old eight-immortals table, drinking tea from a bowl.

The setting sun slanted in from the door and shone on Liu Yaqin's new black stockings.

There is a bit of luster, which makes the pair of beautiful legs more prominent and the curves more exquisite, making people want to play with them.

Don’t even mention it, if Liu Long didn’t have the undercover mission.

Days like this are really nice.

I just hang out at the company during the day and get a salary that's not enough to make me rich but won't keep me from starving.

Go home early after get off work, cross your legs and drink a cup of hot tea.

Watch a pretty cook prepare a meal for you.

If I had a warm bed at night...

Then this little day is really wonderful...

Liu Long sipped his hot tea, put down the tea bowl and smiled: "What's the good news? Why are you cooking so many dishes today?"

Liu Yaqin held the frying pan in her jade hand and turned back with a grin: "Let's have a drink later. I have to make a solemn announcement!"

By the time the meal was ready, Junko Watanabe had left work early today.

When Junko Watanabe saw that Liu Longzheng and Liu Yaqin were about to eat, she also wiped her pretty face, blinked her pretty eyes behind her silver-rimmed glasses, and praised: "It smells so good, Miss Liu, can you eat with us?"

"Of course! I've done a lot! Miss Li, you take a seat too."

Junko Watanabe sat down and glanced at Yanagi Ryu.

I thought I would come back early to keep an eye on you, so that you and the landlord, the pretty widow, would have no chance...

Liu Long picked up a peanut and put it in his mouth to chew: "What good thing is this?"

Liu Yaqin picked up the wine jug and poured wine for the three people, then took the initiative to clink glasses and drank them all in one gulp.

The scale of the melon's power fluctuated up and down, as if something had been resolved.

He let out a long breath, looked at Liu Long and Watanabe Junko and said, "I heard from my neighbors that I saw it with my own eyes, at the gate of the Manchurian Military Brigade, that Zhao Shichang! He was dismissed from his post by the Japanese! They also beat him up and threw him out, with his flesh chopped open! I don't have to be afraid of him anymore!"

Liu Yaqin said excitedly, smacking her cherry lips, and enthusiastically filled everyone's glasses.

Junko Watanabe smiled slightly: "This is indeed a good thing. Miss Liu doesn't have to be harassed by him anymore. She can live in peace in the future."

Liu Long chuckled, pretending to know nothing, and said in surprise: "Oh my! That's really good news! Then we have to have a good drink. This bastard coveted our landlord's beauty... How did he become like this?"

Junko Watanabe glanced at Liu Long and thought to herself that you and Zhao Shichang are like a cripple laughing at a blind man, you are both the same, not much better...

Liu Yaqin held up her cheek and said in confusion: "I don't know either. I heard from the neighbors that it seems that Zhao Shichang, that bastard, offended a lady... that's it... Forget it, he will be punished by his own evil deeds!"

"Let's drink!"

"Cheers!" Liu Long also picked up the wine glass and echoed.

He did not tell Liu Yaqin that it was actually he who was responsible for Zhao Shichang's fate.

Just a slight smile, hiding all merits and fame.

After drinking, the atmosphere became much more lively, and Liu Long, Watanabe Junko and Liu Yaqin were joking and chatting.

Both women drank a lot.

Junko Watanabe was not good at drinking. After drinking a few glasses, she fell on the table and could not be woken up no matter what.

Liu Yaqin lifted her skirt and put her feet on the bench.

One of her beautiful legs was exposed, her pretty face flushed from drinking, and she was dazed and wanted to play finger-guessing with Liu Long.

"You lose, hehe, Chief Liu, drink more! There's so much left in your cup, are you raising fish?"

Liu Yaqin leaned against Liu Long and murmured.

Liu Long had a rare chance to relax today. He settled down at the Harbin Police Department and found a new place to live.

With the new launch, undercover work is also underway.

I couldn't help but drink a few more glasses.

I was also a little confused, and felt a little hot inside. I unbuttoned the collar of my shirt and asked, "What kind of wine are you drinking? The more you drink, the hotter you get?"

"Auntie Wang next door, they got some wild ginseng... to make medicinal wine... burp!"

"I heard it's a hundred years old... It's hidden like a treasure. I took a peek and saw it had very long whiskers..."

Liu Yaqin burped, hooked her arm around Liu Long's shoulder, and gestured with her hand to show how long it was.

Good guy...

No wonder the more you drink, the hotter it gets.

Wild ginseng is very nutritious.

"Stop drinking. I think it's enough... Let's get Miss Li upstairs. She'll catch a cold if she lies here all night." Liu Long asked the already crooked Liu Yaqin to go with him.

Junko Watanabe, who was sleeping like a dead pig, was carried upstairs.

"Let's go. I'll take you back to the house." Liu Long rubbed his temples and was about to carry Liu Yaqin and take her back in a daze.

Who knew that Liu Yaqin was drunk at this time, with her arms hanging around Liu Long's neck.

Holding Liu Long like an octopus.

A pair of pretty eyes with a blurred look.

"Chief Liu, thank you for taking care of me. I will thank you in the future..."

Before Liu Yaqin could finish her words, she fell into Liu Long's arms and knocked Liu Long onto Junko Watanabe's fragrant and soft big bed.

As for Liu Long, he found it difficult to open his eyes once he touched the soft bed.

I just feel that at night, everything is soft and gentle...

The next day, early in the morning, Liu Long suddenly woke up.

I looked around and thought, wow...

Was he really hugging her left and right last night?!

But fortunately, everyone was wearing clothes and no one was in disarray.

On the right is Junko Watanabe, a quiet and lovely woman wearing silver-rimmed glasses;

On the left is Liu Yaqin, who is cute and pouting her red lips...

Junko Watanabe slept quite comfortably, lying on the bed. Although she was close to Ryu Liu, she didn't move at all.

But Liu Yaqin was not honest. She put one of her black silk legs on Liu Long and one of her hands around Liu Long's waist.

It may be due to an uncomfortable sleeping posture.

From time to time, she pouted and showed an aggrieved expression on her face.

Liu Long gently pushed Liu Yaqin away and planned to sit up and get out of bed.

Who knew someone would suddenly knock on the door downstairs: "Liu Yaqin! Liu Yaqin! Are you not doing the tofu business today? What time is it? Why are you still not open?"

Liu Yaqin suddenly woke up, sat up in bed, and saw Liu Long sitting awkwardly between her and Watanabe Junko.

"Ahhhh!" Liu Yaqin screamed.

"Ouch, my little ancestor, don't scream!" Liu Long quickly covered Liu Yaqin's mouth.

"We... three of us, were in the same bed last night?"

Liu Yaqin looked at the scene in front of her in shock, her pretty face turned red, and she said shyly: "What's going on?"

Junko Watanabe was also woken up. She opened her eyes and saw Liu Long and Liu Yaqin. The three of them were lying on the same bed.

Her pretty face turned red with embarrassment.

I subconsciously covered my chest with my hands.

Only then did I realize that my clothes were well worn.

Junko Watanabe breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed her messy head: "Ms. Liu, it seems that we drank too much last night and slept together..."

Junko Watanabe blushed: "But the clothes are still there, which means nothing happened. There's no need to be so surprised."

Liu Yaqin, this tiger woman, finally reacted. She looked down and found that her cheongsam was fine. Her pretty face turned even redder.

She pulled Liu Long's arm embarrassedly: "Chief Liu, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you. I thought you took advantage of us while we were drunk..."

Liu Long didn't know whether to laugh or cry. What's the connection? I will never drink with you again.

I'm the victim, okay?