Early the next morning.
Jiang Cheng climbed out of bed, got dressed, and then turned back to glance at the bed, where Monica and Tina lay, unclothed, with an expression of helplessness on his face.
These two little vixens nearly took his life last night. Perhaps it had been a long time since they had been together; the two of them never seemed to have enough, clinging to Jiang Cheng from dusk until the early hours, before finally falling into a deep sleep.
Jiang Cheng let out a bitter smile and then slowly walked out of the villa, clutching his waist.
After resting here for a few days, it was time to get back into work mode, especially since after the last naval battle, there was a pile of matters waiting for Jiang Cheng to handle. He had to fulfill his obligations as the Island Master.
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Nanyao Island.
Central Command and Operations Center.
In the spacious hall, Jiang Cheng sat upright on a chair, listening to a briefing from the head of the intelligence department.
