Female World Leader: Starting From The Domineering CEO

Illya's manor.

The autumn wind was blowing, and many of the stout trees in the backyard began to drop their branches and leaves, float in the air, and then slowly landed.

Illya, on the other hand, was sitting in her study, looking out into the courtyard through the diamond-shaped glass.

Between the two stout trees was a swing, on which Lin Che's petite body was sitting.

Because of the colder weather in Great Britain, Lin Che changed into winter clothes shortly after he arrived, his upper body was wearing a beige sweater, his small hands were retracted into the cuffs, and he only stretched out a little to grab the rope, with a long warm towel wrapped around his neck, and a thick winter pants underneath.

He sat on the swing and swayed carefully, surrounded by falling maple leaves, like a picture scroll in his childhood.

When the pen fell, Illya looked at the sketchpad with satisfaction, gently removed it, and secretly stored it in the drawer.

This is Lin Che who belongs to her alone.

"System, Illya's strategy value should be fifty percent now, right?" Lin Che sighed in his hand.

It has to be said that the cold contained in the air of Great Britain is very biting, and a breath can cause lung pain.

"Yes, there are more. "

It's not in vain that I've been with her for so long these days.

Lin Che took advantage of the time of the swing swoop to jump in a perfect position, and the result of this was....

The speeding swing made a sharp sound of breaking the air, and slammed into Lin Che's buttocks, and in a moment of stinging, the soft and beautiful face touched the loess on the ground, and the buttocks were raised high against the sky.

"That's what it is..... Western magic attack?!" Lin Che rubbed his hips in pain.

He felt that the snow-white skin under the warm pants must have set off a red mark as neat as a swing plank!

"

Lin Che looked in the direction where the voice came from with anger in his eyes, Illya leaned against the door frame, and her eyes were full of teasing.

The brazier in his heart was extinguished, and Lin Che instantly extinguished the flames, and two delicate blushes appeared on his fair and pretty face, and he was at a loss.

"To the amusement park?" she shook the car keys in her hand.

"Hmm. I

don't know why, Lin Che always felt that Illya's smile just now was mixed with ridicule.

Amusement parks in the UK are huge, and the older two only play a small part of the rides until almost evening.

But most of the time, Illya didn't go up to play, just stood below and looked at Lin Che, and from time to time taunted him like a child.

Especially when making a merry-go-round!

Lin Che stood beside him, gnawing on the hot dog like a little hamster.

Illya's emotions are getting more and more~

The red lips bit off the steaming bread, swallowed the bright red sausage, and swallowed it into her stomach.

The hot dog bread is freshly baked, so it's very soft and chewy, but the sausages look like they've been heated overnight, which lowers the texture a bit.

Looking at Lin Che, who exuded an aura of resentment, Illya smiled dumbly.

It just so happened that the weather was approaching evening at the moment, and Illya stepped forward and patted Lin Che on the shoulder.

He refused to look back, still like a little hamster, his two white front teeth frantically eating food, as if he was afraid that Illya behind him would eat with him.

As a last resort, she had no choice but to lean down slightly, lie on Lin Che's ear, and wrap her waist: "Are you going to ride the Ferris wheel?"

Lin Che's movements paused, because girls in this world are naturally much taller than boys, so as soon as Illya leaned down, he felt something in his eyes.

How do you feel different from before? Is it because you are developing faster back in Great Britain?"

Lin Che replied in a low voice with a red face.

Illya even suspected that she would not have heard his answer if she hadn't put it to her ear.

Because of the power of the Illya family, they can be said to have no need to queue up to buy tickets, and go directly to the Ferris wheel through the internal passage.

The two sat on each side, their eyes looking at each other.

The air condensed for a long time, and Lin Che took the lead in setting up the formation, looking away, and looking down at the crowd below.

At this time, the Ferris wheel has risen to mid-air, and the figures of the crowd below are like small black dots one after another.

But the weather was already cold, and the man was yin, and the cold wind that suddenly blew in slipped into it along the collar, and the cold that spread throughout his limbs made him tremble, and he curled up into a ball of tightness, and his upper and lower teeth couldn't stop chattering.

Illya chuckled and stretched out her hands: "In my arms, right?"

Lin Che glanced at him embarrassedly, and only after a long time did he weakly say: "I'm afraid of heights..."

Illya was about to laugh, but at the thought of Lin Che's pitiful self-esteem, her lips tightened.

She took the initiative to stand up, walked over, and hugged Lin Che in her arms, and a burst of warmth quickly dispelled the cold, but even so, Lin Che did not get up, but drilled deeper into her arms.

Time seemed to pass quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the private room they were sitting in had risen to the highest point.

This is just the right view of the palatial St. Paul's Church, the tallest building in London.

"Look outside. Illya said softly.

Lin Che was slightly puzzled, but he still looked up, only to see countless fires rising in the sky, and then brilliant fireworks bloomed in midair.

Colorful, fireworks converge into the sea, and then dissipate among the clouds, when the beautiful firelight disappears, a string of words floats in the sky.

At the top is Lin Che's Chinese name, which occupies most of the space, and below the name floats a string of beautiful English, which translates to roughly meaning.

The river is endless, just as our love will not get tired

of Lin Che's eyes trembled slightly, and soon a layer of water vapor floated.

No one has ever been so romantic with him, and he has a friend who is so kind to him.

"Do you like it?" Illya's hot breath spilled over his ears, and the lingering voice touched his soft heart.

It's like Cupidra's pink bow and arrow, which easily hit his already broken heart.

The eyes of the two looked at each other affectionately, their eyes were like silk, and Illya's red lips opened lightly, and Lin Che knew what she wanted to say.

Lin Che took the initiative to kiss up, and wanted to explain the most sincere love in the simplest way.

The softness of the lip flap, the sweetness of the mouth, and the birth of two hot, pounding hearts in the Ferris wheel.

(Ask for !! with love).