The gap between the rich and the poor and the wide class disparities in the Middle East are staggering, especially in the war-torn areas. Pen, fun, pavilion www.biquge.info and the green sect magnates also like to play tender, and the maid who is lying in Zhou Qingfeng's quilt at this moment is definitely underage.

Zhou Qingfeng's head, face and upper body were covered with makeup, and in order to cover his torso and body shape, he had to nest in bed and wear extremely loose pajamas. But he didn't think to cover the lower half of his body—his two long legs couldn't cover it.

As a result, the maid who had come to bite the good morning felt something was wrong when she got into the bed—her master's thighs had grown a lot. And when she pulled off her master's pants, it was no longer a soft slug, but a rough commodity that could smash her face.

There's definitely something wrong with this, and an exclamation is inevitable!

And Jin was lifted away, and what appeared was indeed the indifferent and stiff face of the owner of Haleji, and the tone and accent were all normal. But the difference between the upper body and the lower body is too great!

The maid was not well lit in the bed, and she could only judge by her sense of touch. With his hands pressed on his master's thighs, the strong, tight muscles and skin were clearly a young man. With that coarse product in his mouth, it is very different from the past in terms of scale, heat, hardness and durability.

The underage maid was scared out of a cold sweat at first, but the servility in the bones of the Green Sect woman was attacked, and she still obediently chose to obey the order of 'Haleji'. She opened her mouth and sucked, her head and neck rising and falling back and forth.

Everything seemed to be fine.

The housekeeper Mahad stood beside the bed without saying a word, and Zhou Qingfeng didn't know what this guy was doing? Could it be that in the past, when Halji was enjoying himself, he was also watching from the sidelines? What a strange life for the powerful!

There was silence in the bedroom.......

It wasn't until he was bubbled by the waves for more than two minutes that Zhou Qingfeng suddenly woke up - the housekeeper brought the maid, and he was sure to take the maid away. And with Halji's physical condition, the moth usually lasts for two or three minutes at most, or even ......, or less.

In fact, the housekeeper on the side already felt strange, the respected Halji usually insisted on half a minute under the bite of good morning, and today it was already a big extraordinary. He glanced at 'Haleji', who was enjoying himself with his eyes closed, with some confusion, and wondered if the master had taken any medicine in advance.

Zhou Qingfeng seemed to close his eyes, but he actually narrowed slightly. He was keenly aware of the butler's inexplicable doubts, so he simply took the initiative to speak: "Dear Mahad, I suddenly had an idea last night that we might be able to get more assistance from the Chinese. ”

"Aid from the Chinese?" The butler straightened up and listened and pondered intently, and the master of Haleji had a wide range of contacts and had never dealt with Chinese. "We have tried to get in touch with the Chinese military delegation, but they have rejected our request."

"Go again, I hope you personally go to the Chinese military delegation to aid Syria to find an official named Xiao Jinlang. I think he should be able to meet some of our requirements. At least set aside a time for me to have a meeting with him. ”

"Now?"

"Yes, right now. I want you to go right away. ”

Zhou Qingfeng was full of nonsense, he just wanted to be able to drive Haleji, the personal butler, away from him. And the butler Mahad nodded in agreement, although he didn't know why.

"Dear Halji, I will follow your expectations." The butler nodded in agreement, and stepped forward again to retrieve the laptop where many secrets were recorded.

Zhou Qingfeng was a little reluctant, but he could only hand the computer back to the housekeeper. This computer represents trust and authorization for the butler, and to deprive it is to deprive the steward of his power. Forcibly leaving a notebook will only force the other party to either flee or rebel.

The computer was back in his hands, and the butler seemed to be relieved, apparently worried about losing the power at hand. And when he bowed to leave, he deliberately glanced at the waves that were still undulating - today's master seems to be very powerful, and it is not over yet.

Finally sent the housekeeper out, Zhou Qingfeng watched the other party's back disappear from the living room of the bedroom before he half cheered. He didn't care about the servants waiting outside, so he picked up the brocade quilt and got into it, and grabbed the maid who was lying on his stomach.

"Listen to me, shut up, don't scream, or I'll kill you." Zhou Qingfeng first frightened viciously, then took out a pistol from his fake belly in an extremely strange posture, and then took out a skull helmet - his baby helmet was hidden on his stomach.

The maid was completely blinded, and if the change in the size of her master was already terrifying, then the scene in front of her was beyond her imagination. I just saw the new owner in front of him put the helmet on his head, and the pistol pointed at him.

Putting on the helmet, Zhou Qingfeng hurriedly contacted Xiao Jinlang. As soon as the communication was connected, he whispered: "Old Xiao, I picked up the ocean and fell." ”

Xiao Jinlang had just gotten up and was having breakfast, when he heard Zhou Qingfeng say that he had picked up the 'big ocean fall', he was so anxious that he almost squirted out a mouthful of soy milk - he didn't need Zhou Qingfeng to pick up any ocean fall, he just needed Zhou Qingfeng not to cause trouble.

But ......, what can make Zhou Qingfeng excited to say 'the ocean falls' is definitely not simple. This also means that he has caused a lot of trouble.

"What did you make again?" At the moment of questioning, Xiao Jinlang almost begged for the gods and Buddhas of the heavens. As long as Zhou Qingfeng's trouble is smaller, he will return to China and immediately find a broken temple to reshape his golden body.

"Uh......, I need you to do me a favor. Later, a Syrian named Mahad will come to you, and your task is to hold him back, try to hold him down, and never let him go.

And Mahad should have a laptop by his side that he always has with him, and he will find a way to steal it and send it to me. "The helper Zhou Qingfeng can find is naturally Xiao Jinlang, who has experience in stealing chickens and dogs in this kind of thing.

Xiao Jinlang still doesn't know what's going on? He is also the one who came over in the stormy waves, what scene have you never seen? Keeping a person, stealing a computer, it's nothing at all. It's just that.......

"Where the hell are you? Major Wang of the logistics department said that you only went once a few days ago, and you were nowhere to be seen. Let me send you a computer, and you'll have to tell me where to send it? Xiao Jinlang asked.

"Tell the logistics officer, Major Wang, that he will soon be in charge of the logistics of the Syrian Republican Guard, and tell him to wait. As for where the computer is delivered? Do you know about the logistics chief of the Syrian Republican Guard, Khalji? ”

Hearing the name 'Haleji', Xiao Jinlang's heart thumped a few times. Today, the Syrian government is trapped in a small territory around Damascus, and its internal authorities are few and far between. As an important member of the Assad family, Xiao Jinlang naturally knows it.

"You're in a relationship with Halji?" Xiao Jinlang's heartbeat accelerated, although he didn't care about Syria, he still knew a little bit of the inside story. China is now involved in Middle East affairs, and there is an urgent need to support a powerful figure.

Khalej is in charge of the logistics of the Syrian Republican Guard, which is the private soldier of the Assad family, and this guy has a rather important position. It's just that this big moth has always had close relations with Western countries, and has never been in the scope of contact with the Chinese military delegation.

Regarding Xiao Jinlang's question, Zhou Qingfeng didn't say anything. He only asked Xiao Jinlang to find a way to get Mahad's computer and send it to Halji's lair in the black market of weapons.

Xiao Jinlang could only agree in a daze, but Zhou Qingfeng took off his helmet comfortably, breathing a sigh of relief. And the maid in the bed stared at him with big eyes, still in a state of bewilderment.

The pressure weakened slightly, and Zhou Qingfeng pulled the maid under him again, and said warmly: "Keep holding it." Don't talk, feel with your heart. ”