Lake was having a meal, and in the headset, there were various information collected from the European continent by Emiliasy and the Immortal Royal Family these days.

"A group of Interpols will arrive in Belgium this afternoon."

"At the same time, Belgium has also begun to check all the information of foreigners entering the country in the past half month."

Emilia said, "You're going to be exposed."

"Won't."

"Um?"

Lake took out a hundred dollars from his arms, threw it on the table, drank the last Bourbon in the cup, got up and walked out of the restaurant: "The foreplay is over, it's time to serve the real food."

Emilia said in surprise: "Foreplay, wow, you have never had foreplay for me for fifteen days. It seems that you have true love for this Daniel Whitehoe."

Lake twitched: "This joke is not funny."

Emilia said, "I think it's so funny. Anyway, you have asked for two months off. How about it? Give me some a share. I also want to experience the foreplay. If not much, it's good for a day."

Lake laughed loudly: "Goodbye, Emilia!"

After saying that.

Lake went offline directly.

Twenty-four hours foreplay?

God.

Is my tongue still mine?

Lake shook his head speechlessly, stopped a taxi on the side of the road, and then headed straight to the local airport.

One hour later.

Lake got off the plane, lined up, and entered the entry office of San Norrenzo.

"Name!"

"Charles Francis Xavier!"

"Profession."

"Psychology Tutor of Oxford University."

“Purpose of entry.”

"travel!"
Chapter completed!