The Burj Al Arab's Presidential Suite has its own door, and the rich, thick oak wood represents power and status. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Shayman knocked on the door several times, praying that one of the superstars would hear the knock.

After knocking hard for a while, Shayman couldn't help but feel a little impetuous, she knew that there were many people watching behind her, and there were even cameras that were being filmed staring at her. Although it is not a live broadcast, it is also a great disaster if you can't complete the task.

Women don't dare to knock too loudly, which will seem particularly impolite. But if you don't use force, the people in the suite can't hear it at all, you must know that there are two floors, more than a dozen rooms, and a super large area of 700 square meters. Shouting through a loudspeaker may not be useful.

For God's sake, please open the door, or I'll be so embarrassed!

Shayman knows that big stars have quirks, and Lin Sen's quirk is that he barely has contact with the media. Can you imagine a world-renowned superstar who almost never gives TV interviews? But this did not affect the spread of his popularity in the slightest.

The release of 'Blood and Fire' and the nomination of the Cannes actor made Lin Sen the darling of the media. This time, I heard that this mysterious guy actually appeared in Dubai, and Shayman got the interview mission by breaking his head, and took a helicopter to kill him quickly.

But who knew that this big star had another habit - this guy lived in an oversized presidential suite, but drove out all the hotel waiters. The more others are servants, the more noble they appear, and he does the opposite.

In order to be able to interview the big star, Shayman communicated with the hotel for a long time before getting the opportunity to knock on the door in person. Otherwise, the manager of the hotel should come first to inquire and arrange the time. But now I finally asked for the opportunity, but the other party ...... just because he couldn't hear the knock on the door.

Shayman was very annoyed in her heart, and if she could, she really wanted to follow the normal procedure, so as not to embarrass herself too much. But in her frustration, her hand knocking on the door suddenly emptied, and her eyes lit up, as if ten thousand golden lights flashed in front of her.

Arabs love gold, and the presidential suite is full of gold ornaments, giving people a feeling of ultra-luxury, ultra-luxury. At this moment, the door opened, and Shayman's eyes were not only met by the extremely dazzling decoration in the suite, but also by an even more dazzling half-naked man.

A tall, slender body, well-developed muscles, bronzed skin, and a face that has driven countless women around the world crazy - a cold face.

"Hello, is there something wrong?" Zhou Qingfeng, who had an indifferent face, asked.

Outside the door was a beautiful Western woman, wearing a transparent tulle but not covering her face, and the soft lines were more in line with Zhou Qingfeng's aesthetics. She is tall, at least more than 1.7 meters, with a large skeleton, not the slender type of Oriental women, but looks plump.

The woman had pale blonde hair, big eyes, and dignified facial features, and she seemed a little surprised to see Zhou Qingfeng's appearance. She wears a professional suit and skirt, with large breasts and long legs, and she is glamorous and extravagant.

Shayman saw the big star who was just wrapped in a bath towel around her waist, and she quickly stabilized her emotions and said in a brisk tone: "Hello, Mr. Lin." I'm Shayman from Al Jazeera, can you give me some time for the interview? ”

Please, please, don't say no! Otherwise, I'm going to lose face.

Shayman's face was smiling, but his fingers were secretly clenched, and his nails were embedded in the flesh, and it hurt.

Zhou Qingfeng sighed with a smile, "I actually want to close the door here, because I don't like to be interviewed." But this is too ruthless for beautiful women. To save your embarrassment, you can come in, but only you're allowed to come in. ”

Zhou Qingfeng slightly moved out of the doorway, and turned around to leave. Shayman was a little stunned, and after a moment she instructed the cameraman behind her, "You wait first, I'll go in and talk to him." ”

Shayman strode into the suite, and heard Zhou Qingfeng in front of him shouting loudly: "Let the servants outside come in, you will need their hospitality." ”

The servants outside also breathed a sigh of relief, this kind of master who doesn't need to be served by anyone is really rare. They rushed in and took their places, giving Shayman time to look at the suite.

The entrance opens into a large vestibule with a staircase leading to the second floor of the duplex suite. There was the sound of water upstairs, and Shayman realized which big star was about to take a shower just now. She was emboldened and finally decided to go upstairs, even through the bathroom, to get closer.

In the large bathroom upstairs, Zhou Qingfeng was putting water into the bathtub. A couple of pretty maids rushed to ask if they needed help.

Uh......, how can I help? Can you rub my penis for me? What to rub? Hands, feet, mouth, or .......

Seeing Zhou Qingfeng's puzzled but non-refusal eyes, the beautiful maid chuckled and began to take the initiative to work. They helped test the temperature of the water, prepared lotion, and brought champagne, helped Zhou Qingfeng untie the bath towel, and took off only his underwear .......

What do you think a maid will do? Take the initiative to have a warm-up exercise with the guests?

No, ......, people step into the bath to accompany you in the bath and chat!

You are not allowed to touch it, and you are not allowed to rub oil.

Lustful but not obscene!

Four little hands gently massaged Zhou Qingfeng's body, and he just needed to lie down in the bath and enjoy it. At this moment, Uncle Zhou sighed: 'Rotten capitalism is good!' ’

Without waiting for Zhou Qingfeng to finish sighing, someone in the bath once again probed to test the water temperature. When he looked up, he saw that Shayman, who had just been dressed in formal clothes, had already taken off his clothes and was only wrapped in a large bath towel, and was paddling in the bath with his legs raised.

"Don't mind, do you?" Shayman seemed to ask, but his feet were already in the bath.

"What the hell can I mind if I meow?" Zhou Qingfeng has been tossing in Syria for so long, he has long been a little sexual, and he has been provoked by two beautiful maids, and now he is even more boiled when he sees Shayman.

The water in the bath is very clear, and at a glance you can see the angry and terrifying appearance of the lone dragon in the water. Shayman glanced at Dulong, and his heart was relieved, knowing that he would at least not be kicked out. She gently untied the wrapped bath towel, and her body was generously exposed in front of Zhou Qingfeng.

Western women are tall, have a large skeleton, and look good when they have a plump body.

Shayman's legs are slightly overlapped, locking the secrecy between the two strands, but highlighting the slender thighs and rounded buttocks. The upper buttocks reach the waist and shrink, and then above are two drop-shaped huge breasts, with the delicate face of the woman, which is incomparably beautiful.

Shayman fell backwards with a thud, causing the water in the bath to overflow. She lay on the other side of the bath after submerging herself in the water, and poured the bath liquid into it, and the large foam immediately obscured her seductive figure.

It is said that domestic flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers, and there are many women around Zhou Qingfeng, but Feng Wan, Yuan Mei and Xu Rong will definitely not be able to make such a charming gesture. If you really want to say it, Jenny in the wasteland can compete with her bewitching talent, and even Nancy has to bow down.

Zhou Qingfeng took a few deep breaths, knowing that it was not difficult for the woman in front of him to eat in his mouth, but he had to know a little bit about how not to fall behind. If you are too anxious, I am afraid that you will be looked down upon by the demon girl and lose the majesty of the man.

But after Sha Yiman fell into the bath, one foot reached between Zhou Qingfeng's legs and stepped lightly, rubbed slightly, and then clamped the high-spirited Dulong with his toes, and said with a chuckle: "Honey, can you give me an exclusive interview?" Please! ”

The demon girl is gone, eat my grandson!