Zhilu said that he was in Tibet, and naturally, this fax would arrive in his hands as soon as possible.

China's Tibet is handed over to India, and they carry out exercises and military training, which will more or less make this side care. What Beitang Flare needs to do is to pay attention to India.

On the fax, there is a photo of an Indian soldier, who looks handsome and clean, and has a kind of deterrence and courage unique to soldiers!

Indian Air Force Major, Samar Anand.

Beitang Yaori raised his eyebrows slightly, he had heard of this Major Anand. He was the first Indian soldier ever admitted to the Federal Drist Military Academy.

Beitang Yaori handed the document to the soldier, and said in a nonchalant tone: [Collect all the information of Samar Anand at once, and then give it to me.] ]

[Yes!] ]

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Night, Palalinka Manor.

The wind, blowing the manor's colorful flags, had the faint sound of bells.

Beitang Yaori gently pushed open the bedroom door, and smelled a faint Zen fragrance.

On the bed, Lin Nuanxi slept deeply.

The corners of Beitang's Yaori lips curved slightly, and he walked towards the big bed.

This night, Lin Nuanxi had a very long dream, and the dream was a wonderful but very tired feeling.

His brows furrowed slightly, expressing his dissatisfaction in protest, but he couldn't move away from the heavy and hot weight on his body.

Beitang Yaori roared in satisfaction, and his body enjoyed a delicious meal. However, the unresponsive appearance of the sleeping man under him made him a little unhappy.

Compared to the way she slept deep and unaware now, gentle and submissive, Beitang Yaori preferred her to feel his reaction clearly under him. Shy and ashamed, he clearly resisted his intentions, but his body honestly and happily received all his gifts. Unwilling, but has to be submissive cute.

Now she is really no different from an inflatable doll except for the realism of her body. No matter how he made an extremely ashamed posture, Lin Nuanxi only slept sweetly and enjoyed, unconscious.

It is undeniable that while she is unconscious, let her put on a longing body that she will never appear in usually, which makes Beitang Yaori feel a kind of dark coolness, like a cat that has stolen a fishy and full meal.

Suddenly, a perverted thought flashed through his mind—

It's a little fun to take a picture of her like this now, and take it out to appreciate it in the future.

She is so arrogant and stubborn in her bones, if she knows that her body is now such an extremely shameful and embarrassing posture of inviting love, I don't know what Lu Dao will look like.

Beitang Yaori leaned down and kissed her flushed face with unabated lust.

She still had a very deep sleeping expression.

The bottom of Heiyaoshi's eyes dimmed slightly, and with this despicable method, she unilaterally thirsted for lust while she was asleep. Hope for love, this kind of behavior, it's like a stupid and naïve child!

Beitang Yaosun's heart was low, and a trace of unhappiness suddenly flashed!

The big palm grabbed Lin Nuanxi's waist, and Beitang Yaori once again unceremoniously pushed forward.

[Hmm......] Thrust in a little harder, and her throat once again couldn't help but pour out a wet and beautiful whimper.

It is very challenging and skillful to do it without letting her wake up and find that her body is in a strange state, and she can comfortably eat all her sweetness.

In particular, to the North Hall flare which has always liked wild unrestrained.

You can't be too rude and wild, you can only attack gently and strongly!