Chapter 261: 133 Mr. Ming’s Flexible Bottom Line_2
For instance, when they leaned close together to eat ice cream, Yang Ming couldn’t help but watch her nimble tongue.
“That seems delicious.”
Or, there was a time in the corner of a restaurant on a two-seater sofa. After eating and drinking to her fill, Hera lazily lay on his lap.
Her thick, silky brown hair flowed downward, and a pair of eyes like rippling water gazed at Yang Ming. Her usually expressionless cute face was slightly flushed from the alcohol, with a lazy gaze and a dreamy expression.
Yang Ming almost went in for a kiss.
But Hera quickly realized that her position was somewhat improper and swiftly got up, placing her feet on Yang Ming’s lap.
Luckily, Yang Ming didn’t have a foot fetish.
Neither of them was merely pretending to be a couple.
Whenever night fell and the world was quiet, Yang Ming would activate the shielding device and start teaching Hera some spy skills.
How to proficiently use these spy gadgets was the key for Hera to acquire effective intelligence.
Hera showed strong learning abilities, and her practical skills were equally impressive. Yang Ming had originally planned a four-night course, but she absorbed it all in just a few hours.
Because of this, Yang Ming had to secretly cram more spy skills and laws of the New Federation to avoid revealing flaws in front of Hera.
After several days together, Hera had let down most of her guard against Yang Ming.
She often wandered around barefoot in front of Yang Ming, and her underwear inside her pajamas always seemed to disappear. This was a habit she’d developed living alone for many years.
It seemed that Hera was also a bit “impulsive.”
She once stood at the doorway of the hotel suite at midnight, folding her arms and watching Yang Ming, speaking earnestly:
“I don’t understand why either, maybe because of the hormones that have developed exclusively between us, I always feel very safe around you.”
Yang Ming smiled slightly at this: “A lot of women have said that.”
Hera rolled her eyes, muttering “narcissist,” and decisively turned to leave.
Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief.
Reason told him that on the New Federation’s turf, engaging in a bodily fluid exchange ceremony with a New Federation bioinformatics expert was a very risky move.
Finally, in the middle of the night, Yang Ming received a message from Lyu.
[Boss, we’ve found the formula for the enhancement serum. One of the two laboratories we identified is part of the joint development of this serum and its related technologies. A copy of the related technical data has been made. Should we continue to search for more biotechnology?]
Yang Ming genuinely breathed a sigh of relief.
With this, the main purpose of his trip was complete, at least he wouldn’t have to worry about returning empty-handed.
“Withdraw for now, proceed fully with the current plan,” Yang Ming issued the most prudent instruction, “erase all traces of your activities.”
[Understood, I will adopt the most conservative strategy and clean up the scene of the theft.]
“Shall we go to Ram Star tomorrow?”
Yang Ming muttered, stroking his chin:
“The sooner we fulfill the employer’s request, the sooner we can leave.”
[I suggest departing tomorrow afternoon. The custom-made spy equipment for Miss Hera will only arrive in the morning.]
“Book tomorrow night’s ticket for me.”
[A couple cabin, right?]
“Of course,” Yang Ming said, “I’m a man with a girlfriend now.”
[Okay, boss, have a pleasant trip.]
Lyu and 026 exchanged glances, each pulling out a stack of projected New Federation Coins, starting a bet.
The bet was on whether or not a bodily fluid exchange would occur.
Lyu wagered three months’ salary on the affirmative option.
Having immense trust in Mr. Ming, 026 stood on the opposite side of Lyu.
“Ignorant carbon-based lifeform,” Lyu chuckled.
026 blinked, suddenly feeling unsure despite her previous confidence.
Only after boarding the passenger ship did Yang Ming realize that a couple cabin wasn’t a wise choice.
The couple cabin was a special service launched by New Federation Starship, similar to business class but more expensive than ordinary business class.
Each featured a pair of silver-white egg-shaped sleeping pods, the standard setup for a couple cabin.
These double sleeping pods came equipped with powerful soundproofing systems and signal-shielding devices, providing guests with undisturbed privacy. They also came with full-screen inner film, allowing the scenery to be changed at will, enabling couples to soar in the sky, float in deep sea, or among the stars during their interactions.
It even thoughtfully provided absolutely safe contraceptives, priced at three times the market rate.
Hera, assuming this was part of the plan, calmly took off her high heels, turned around, and lay inside the position closest to the wall.
Yang Ming sorted their luggage without changing expression.
Beside him, a bulky male passenger winked at Yang Ming.
“Dude, your girlfriend is hot. Interested in joining our party?”
Yang Ming calmly raised a middle finger.
The other’s face immediately darkened and rushed forward.
Yang Ming didn’t want to cause trouble. He closed the cabin door where Hera was and turned towards the restroom; the big guy stormed in directly.
Yang Ming strolled out with his arm around the man’s shoulder, the latter’s face bruised and battered, nodding continuously, body trembling, and expression exceptionally respectful.
“Nice to meet you,” Yang Ming proactively extended his right hand.
The man’s arm trembled slightly, but he still shook hands with Yang Ming, after which he headed hunched back to his double cabin.
Yang Ming took off his shoes and socks, lay inside the egg-shaped sleeping pod, casually locked the cabin door, and activated its built-in shielding device.