To Sylvia, Xia Lei always maintained a trace of vigilance.

In the room, Sylvia was typing on her laptop.

Maybe it's because the weather is too hot, she's wearing just a set of bikini underwear, a white bra, an unpadded type, and a white underwear. And whether it's a bra or an inner line, the fabric is pitiful.

Under the reflection of the light, the white fabric is slightly transparent. As a result, there is no need to see through her underwear, and some of the secret scenery on her body can be faintly seen. The particles under the bra have been the skin of the buttocks, and that hazy beauty, as well as the delicate color, can easily arouse the desire of the opposite sex.

The European version of Sirami reminds Xia Lei of the Hun version of Silami, I don't know if she is doing well now?

If it weren't for the fact that the United States controlled the land, he would have wanted to see her. But considering all the risk factors, he had to give up this idea. I hope Sirami understands, too.

Aside from some seductive fantasies and the part about Cirami, Charleigh's eyes moved from Sylvia's hips to her laptop. Then he saw what Sylvia was banging.

It wasn't a document, it was an email.

Mr. Mark Amin, I have settled in the Reimaa Arsenal. Mr. Xia did not make things difficult for me and Mr. Philip, and the atmosphere was very pleasant when we talked. Tomorrow I'm going to start my work and I'm looking forward to getting something out. I haven't seen the Cerberus individual artillery at the Reimaa Arsenal yet, and I hope to have the opportunity to see it tomorrow. You asked me to send you an email every day to report on my work. This is the first email. But I'd like to ask you to think about it, because I don't even know what to write when I'm not working. Well, that's all for today. Good morning, Mr. Mark Amin.

Evening in China, morning in Germany. Sylvia asks Mark Amin good morning, and there is nothing wrong with that.

"At this time, Mark Amin may be sitting at his desk waiting for Sylvia's email, maybe he will reply and instruct Sylvia what to do." ”

Sylvia yawned and stretched. The soft and slender waist is slightly bent back like a wicker, and a little golden armpit hair is exposed under a pair of lotus arms, and it is the naughty hair that makes her a little sexy and enchanting.

A mosquito suddenly perched on her hip and did not hesitate to bite it.

"Ouch, what?" Sylvia jerked back, saw the mosquito, and slapped it in the face.

There was a crisp snap, and the mosquito died on the snow-white hills. The little blood that had just been sucked into the stomach was also squeezed out, staining a piece of delicate snow skin red.

The snow-white mound stopped trembling, and Sylvia reached out to wipe the blood from her snowy skin, then scratched it again. With this twist, the rope-like fabric shifted to the side, revealing a little bit of a secret scenery that could make people squirt blood.

"I'll go ......" Xia Lei sighed in his heart, not knowing whether to continue to spy on her.

"Oh, it's up, oh my God, are all the mosquitoes in Huaguo so bad?" Sylvia continued to scratch as she snorted.

A red mark had been scratched on the snow-white round mound, and the cloth rope had shifted from its original position, which was no longer what it looked like.

Xia Lei was not as exaggerated as a nosebleed, but the fabric of his pants suddenly tightened, and he was holding up a lot of height.

Ding-dong, a crisp chime came from Sylvia's laptop.

Xia Lei's gaze moved to the upper left corner of the screen, and sure enough, Sylvia's mailbox prompted a new email.

"So fast? really, is he more anxious than the groom?" Sylvia grumbled, finally not scratching her ass, and she moved her mouse to open the new email.

The newly received email was indeed sent by Mark Amin.

Miss Sylvia, I've read your email. I stand by my decision and send me an email every day to report on your work. In addition, the Cerberus individual artillery of the Reima Arsenal has not yet been sold in the international market, but according to our intelligence, it is very good and may pose a threat to our artillery products. You must approach it and get first-hand information. You're not an agent, you're not a spy, and it's a bit of a stretch to let you do such a thing, but our agents and spies simply don't have access to Xia Lei and Cerberus individual artillery, and you'll have to complete the mission no matter what. My personal advice to you is that Charley likes beautiful women, and that's one of his weaknesses. Do you know what I mean? Think about what you're facing now, you're the one who destroyed our Brontosaurus smart machine, and if you want to be okay, you have to do something. So be it, I wish you success.

Sylvia deleted the email, was in a daze, and suddenly spat at the monitor, "You filthy pig, I'm not a prostitute!

After venting, she suddenly turned and threw herself on the bed, covering her head with a pillow. Her buttocks were unabashedly exposed to the air, and the mosquito-bitten places were red, and the crooked fabric was indispensable. The ripe secret place seemed to whisper about the plight of the mosquito, of the frivolous winds and light outside.

Xia Lei retracted his gaze, a charcoal fire was quietly burning in his lower abdomen, but his mood was also heavy.

He built the Sylvia Mask in Germany, infiltrated Rheinmetall's closed workshop, destroyed the soon-to-be-completed Brontosaur machine, and destroyed the production lines for the XL2500 sniper rifle and the Blast. This black cauldron, Sylvia carried it for him. He walked away, but Sylvia was undoubtedly confronted with an investigation by German intelligence, as well as an internal investigation by Rheinmetall.

Now, Sylvia arrives with a mission to act as a commercial spy for Rheinmetall, and perhaps some orders from German intelligence. However, knowing that her identity was no longer a simple mechanic, Xia Lei couldn't hate her, on the contrary, he still had a faint sense of guilt in his heart.

"I'm sorry, Sylvia, I didn't mean to hurt you, I didn't have a choice. This time you come to me, I ...... Nor will it let you complete your mission. Xia Lei said softly in his heart. He thought a lot about it the rest of the night, and went to bed very late.

Early the next morning, Xia Lei called Tang Tianlong and Shi Boren and offered to meet in the 101st Bureau. What he told Tang Tianlong was to put forward his conditions three days later, that was because it took time to find his father Xia Changhe, and now that his father Xia Changhe had found it, he didn't need to wait until two days later to put it forward.

After making the call, Xia Lei went out the door, and as soon as he went out, he saw Sylvia standing at the door of her room. She changed into a set of Rheinmetall summer overalls, a blue short-sleeved shirt, blue elasticated trousers, and a pair of leather shoes.

She seemed to be waiting for him, and greeted him as soon as she saw him go out.

"Mr. Xia, are you free today?" Sylvia smiled.

Xia Lei said casually: "Is there anything wrong with you?"

Sylvia said flatteringly: "I want to go to your company to see, I am not familiar with the environment, I want to ask you to accompany me, is it okay?"

Xia Lei said: "I'm sorry, I have something very important to deal with today......

But before Xia Lei could finish speaking, Sylvia suddenly reached out and grabbed Xia Lei's arm. Each of her was shorter than Xia Lei, and she pulled her arms, and Xia Lei's arms were suddenly embedded between her twin peaks, and they were suddenly caught by the soft and warm place. It's not enough to clamp it, she still gently shook Xia Lei's arm, looking like a little girl coquettish, "Mr. Xia, you can help, you can take me for a walk, it won't take you much time." ”

She swayed, Xia Lei was embarrassed and dark, and the fabric of his pants became nervous, but his attitude showed no signs of loosening, "Next time, Miss Sylvia, I'm leaving soon." ”

"Mr. Xia, you ......" Sylvia hugged Xia Lei's arm and didn't let go.

Mark Amin gave her the order last night, and hinted that she would sacrifice her hue to complete the task, and she acted on it early this morning.

However, Xia Lei is no longer the man who has weak legs when he sees a beautiful woman.

"Uh-huh. A woman's cough came from behind her.

Sylvia let go of Charray's arm, and when she turned around, she saw Yelena standing in the doorway of another room.

Ye Liena said: "Xia Dong, you go and do your work, leave her to me." ”

Xia Lei nodded, took his briefcase and slipped away.

"Excuse me, what did you say?" Silvia asked in English as she looked at Yelena, who couldn't understand Yelena's spiced Chinese.

Elena walked towards Sylvia and stopped two paces away.

Sylvia shrugged her shoulders, "Don't you know English?"

Yelena suddenly spread her legs and lifted the short skirt up. The snow-white thighs were unabashedly exposed to the air, and there was a black cotton silk inside. But these were obviously not what Elena wanted to show Sylvia, what she wanted to show Sylvia was a belt of arms on her inner thigh, and a razor-sharp saber stuck in the belt.

The woman's legs, black panties, and a sharp saber make for an eerie picture.

"You ......" Sylvia suddenly became nervous, and the Yelena in front of her made her inexplicably afraid.

Yelena suddenly reached out and hooked Sylvia's chin, and said coldly in English: "I hate Germans the most, you'd better be honest with me, get away from him, and don't have the idea of stealing any technology, otherwise ......"

Elena let go of Silvia's jaw, but her palm swept gently over Silvia's neck.

Sylvia froze on the spot, what kind of secretary is this?

Elena brushed by, not even looking at Sylvia.

Sylvia didn't move for a long time, and a layer of mist crept up in her blue eyes.