Chapter 1006 A Heart-Warming Reunion

Accompanied by a chorus of moans and growls, the dimly lit bedroom returned to calm.

Ayesha arched her waist and curled up on Jiang Chen's chest, with an attractive blush on her white and tender skin, just like a ripe shrimp. Jiang Chen lifted up her bangs, which were wet with water and dew, and stroked her messy hair.

Still immersed in the intoxicating pleasure, Ayesha moved her petite and cute nose and moved her head towards Jiang Chen so that she could more comfortably enjoy the aftertaste after climbing the mountain.

No matter how many times he tasted it, Ayesha was always so fascinating to Jiang Chen. It's not because of her petite and toned body, nor because of her face that appeals to Eastern aesthetics, but because she is as docile as a sheep at any time, as if she never knows what rejection is. No matter how embarrassing the suggestion is, she will not resist it. Instead, she will take the initiative to put herself in the mouth of Jiang Chen, the "big bad wolf", for fear that she will not taste good...

As for why the battlefield changed from the bathroom to the bedroom, and why the two of them were sweating profusely at this moment, the mystery can only be imagined, but cannot be explained.

"I'm going to attend a private reception hosted by Admiral Nikolaev in the evening. You can accompany me later. By the way, are you hungry? If so, I'll get you something to eat."

"But...I didn't prepare suitable clothes."

Looking at the crumpled carbon nano combat uniform on the bedside table, Ayesha had a regretful expression on her face. Jiang Chen rubbed her hair and said with a smile.

"It's okay, it's just an evening dress. This is a five-star hotel. If they can't solve this little problem, why don't they open a hotel."

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

It’s past six o’clock now, and it’s definitely too late to order a dress, and this is not the hotel’s business. But since we can open a hotel on the busiest street in Moscow, we are also qualified to receive foreign guests, and we can help guests solve their daily necessities. There's nothing wrong with the trouble. Not to mention the guests who live in the presidential suite and are closely monitored by the Russian Ministry of Foreign Affairs and Security Service.

On the phone, Jiang Chen offered to help his female companion get a dress, and the waitress immediately came over with a ruler and knocked on the door.

While the waitress was taking Aisha's measurements, Jiang Chenshun called and ordered another dinner.

There will definitely be food at the reception, but there is probably not much opportunity to eat it. This is not the first time Jiang Chen has attended such a private reception, and he knows exactly what the situation will be like after the reception starts. It's best to eat something to cushion your stomach before participating, so as not to make your stomach growl during the dance.

How embarrassing.

After the measurements were taken, the dining cart was rolled up.

After putting away the tape measure, the waitress told Jiang Chen that she would deliver the dress here within an hour, and then left while making a phone call.

Dinner is still Russian style, with vanilla-flavored low-alcohol liqueur, bread cubes sprinkled with meat and butter, white sturgeon caviar worth as much as gold, and borscht with a unique flavor.

Ayesha, wrapped in a bathrobe, sat down next to Jiang Chen, holding a silver fork and lovingly feeding him bite by bite. She finished the delicious dinner. In the end, she didn't take even two bites, but she almost finished it. He didn't hold Jiang Chen to death.

While eating again, the driver who was born in the GRU called Jiang Chen and reminded him that the next time was coming. This made Jiang Chen a little surprised. He remembered that he didn't tell the Russian officials about his evening schedule, and he wanted to talk to the driver later, but he didn't expect that they called him in turn to remind him.

But after thinking about it, he put the matter behind him.

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

This is also for safety reasons, and Energizer reduces travel outside his schedule. Even though the Russian Aerospace Group only has about a dozen bodyguards following it, it is no exaggeration to say that the entire area within a ten-mile radius is under the control of the Russian intelligence agency. If you want to use your brains against him, you have to bribe half of the Russian Security Bureau.

Regardless of whether the purpose is simple or not, when it comes to Jiang Chen's safety, the old guys are much more concerned about it than the Americans.

It took half an hour to eat dinner. Jiang Chen hugged Aisha and sat on the sofa to rest for a while. Soon the dress was delivered.

According to the waitress, they bought the dress in Ayesha's size at a nearby boutique. Two million rubles, clothes and bills were delivered to Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen put away the dress and bill, and gave the waiter a tip of SGD 100. Then the hairy girl happily blew him a kiss, turned around and walked away.

"I'm going to the bedroom to change."

"Don't worry," Jiang Chen chuckled. Instead of handing the dress to Ayesha, he took two steps closer to her like a big bad wolf and unfolded the black evening dress in his hand, " This kind of dress is not convenient to wear, how about I help you?"

Aisha blushed and whispered, "Then... let's go to the bedroom."

"Why are you going to the bedroom? Just stay here." Jiang Chen sat on the sofa nearby, patted his thigh, and said generously, "Come, sit on my lap."

Aisha's cheeks were so red that she was about to bleed. Knowing that resisting was useless, she simply closed her eyes and released her hands from her collar.

The cool breeze blew by, and the white bath towel slid down her body and fell on the carpet. Her two beautiful legs stepped out of the bath towel. Ayesha staggered towards the sofa and sat on Jiang Chen's lap.

After struggling for a while, the dress finally fit on her body.

After trotting to the mirror, Ayesha spun around a few times and looked at herself in the mirror, her face glowing with brilliance.

Looking at Aisha spinning in front of the mirror, Jiang Chen nodded with satisfaction. It was just a change of clothes, but her whole temperament was different. Although the black cotton evening dress conservatively covered a large area of ​​skin, it perfectly outlined the curves of her figure.

It should be convex and upturned, petite but not poor, low-key but elegant.

Judging from the smile on Aisha's face, she was quite satisfied with the dress.

Just by looking at the clothes he was picking, Jiang Chen felt that the tip he had given just now seemed to be too little, and he wondered whether he should make up for it next time.

Jiang Chen was not ignored. Ayesha, who was perfectly beautiful in front of the mirror, turned around and threw herself into Jiang Chen's arms. She blinked at her with her big sapphire eyes and said coquettishly excitedly, "Am I good-looking?" ?”

Feeling the warmth in his arms, Jiang Chen felt that his little brother raised his head honestly again. Feeling the hardness pressing against her lower abdomen, Ayesha finally calmed down, and her cheeks turned red again.

Of course, there will be a cocktail party next, and even if Jiang Chen wants to do something, he won't have that time.

Jiang Chen kissed her on the lips and slapped her buttocks hard with his palms.

"It's so beautiful, so beautiful! If you dare to seduce me, huh, I'll take care of you when I come back in the evening."

There was no trace of fear at all, and those sapphire-like eyes blinked as if they were speaking, as if to say, "I'm waiting for you to come back and take care of me."

At this moment, the phone rang untimely. Jiang Chen reluctantly let go of Ayesha, took two steps back and pressed his watch to open the holographic screen. This time it was the bald man on the co-pilot who was calling.

Having already guessed what they wanted to say, Jiang Chen didn't bother to answer the phone. After hanging up the phone, he patted Aisha on the lower back.

"Let's go, the time is almost up, and my two bodyguards have already started urging me. It's so funny, they are more anxious to attend a private reception than me, and they are a bit too dedicated."

Throwing the holographic screen aside, Jiang Chen put on his shoes and walked out the door while muttering. (To be continued.) Activate new URL