Chapter 1006 (1/2)

With a concerto of chanting and roaring, the dimly lit bedroom returns to peace.

Aisha bows her waist and curls up in front of Jiang Chen's chest. Her white, tender and delicate skin is suffused with attractive blush, just like a cooked shrimp. Jiang Chen raised her bangs, which were wet with water and dew, and stroked her hair.

Still immersed in the intoxicated pleasure, Aisha moved her lovely and delicate nose, and put her head to the direction of Jiangchen, so as to enjoy the aftertaste of climbing the mountain more comfortably.

No matter how many times she has tasted, she is so fascinated by Jiang Chen. It's not because of her petite and beautiful body, nor because of the Oriental aesthetic appearance, but she is always meek like a sheep at any time, as if she never knew what to refuse. Even if it is a shameful proposal, she will not resist, but will take the initiative to send herself to the mouth of Jiang Chen, the ”big gray wolf”, for fear that she is not delicious

As for why the battlefield changed from a bathroom to a bedroom, and why they were sweating profusely at the moment, the mystery of this can only be meaningful and cannot be explained.

”In the evening, I will attend a private reception hosted by general Nikolayev, and you will accompany me later. By the way, are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat if you're hungry

”But I didn't have the right clothes

Looking at the bunched carbon nano battle suit on the bedside table, Aisha's expression on her face was somewhat regretful. Jiang Chen rubbed her hair and said with a smile.

”It's OK. It's just an evening dress. This is a five-star hotel. If they can't solve this little trouble, don't open any hotel. ”

Sitting up from the bed, Jiang Chen went to the porch, picked up the phone and called the front desk of the hotel.

It's already more than six o'clock now. It's certainly too late to make a dress. Moreover, it's not the business of the hotel. However, since we can open a hotel on the most prosperous street in Moscow and have the qualification to receive foreign guests, it's no problem to help the guests solve the small problems of clothing, food, housing and transportation. Not to mention the guests who live in the presidential suite and are cared for by the Russian Foreign Ministry and the Security Bureau.

On the phone, Jiang Chen proposed to help his partner get a dress, and the maid immediately came with a ruler and knocked on the door.

While the waiter was helping Aisha measure her size, Jiang Chen called again for dinner.

It is certain that there will be food at the party, but it is estimated that there is no chance to eat it. Jiang Chen is not the first time to attend such a private party. He knows what will happen after the reception starts. It's better to eat something and pad your stomach before you take part in the dance, so as to avoid your stomach cooing when you dance. It's more embarrassing.

After measuring the size, the dining car was also pushed up.

After putting away the tape measure, the maid told Jiang Chen that she would deliver the dress here within an hour, and then she left on the phone.

The dinner was still Russian, vanilla flavored low alcohol liqueur, breads sprinkled with meat and cream, white sturgeon caviar worth as much as gold, and unique borscht.

Ayisha, wrapped in a bathrobe, sat next to Jiang Chen, holding a silver fork and feeding him a delicious dinner. In the end, she did not eat two mouthfuls of herself, but almost failed to support Jiang Chen to death.

During the meal, the driver who was born in gruwu called Jiang Chen to remind him that the next time was coming. This made Jiang Chen a little surprised. He remembered that he didn't tell the Russian official about the schedule of the evening and wanted to talk to the driver later. Unexpectedly, he was called to remind him.

But after thinking about it, he left it behind.

After all, it was the Russian general who held the party. Although it was a private reception, it was impossible to hide it from the Russian official since he invited himself.

This is also for the sake of safety, trying to reduce his trip outside the schedule. Despite the fact that the Russian space group has only a dozen bodyguards following it, it is no exaggeration to say that within 10 Li, it is under the control of Russian intelligence agencies. You don't have to buy half of the Russian Security Agency to try to use his head.

No matter whether the purpose is simple or not, the old maozi are more concerned about the safety of Jiangchen than the Americans.

The dinner lasted half an hour. Jiang Chen sat on the sofa with Aisha in her arms and had a rest for a while. Soon the dress was delivered.