I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 51: Aisha ’s determination

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The frontline of the war has approached Iraq ’s capital, Baghdad. The originally prosperous city is now covered with a bleak haze. The sound of gunfire in the distance makes it difficult for everyone living here to sleep.

Of course, this is for people living here.

For "foreign friends" like Roberts and Jiang Chen, they should still drink when they are drinking, and still be happy when they are happy. Everything that happens here has nothing to do with them.

Lights were shaking in the ballroom of the bar, and rappers called heavy metal raps piercing everyone ’s eardrums. The Lebanese beauty in the middle of the dance floor wriggled like a water snake, and would not know whether it was dyed or the original dark golden long hair. The men sitting on the edge of the dance floor uttered a wolf howl and spilled Franklin in their hands in exchange for more exciting movements by the dancers.

Beside the brightly lit bar counter, black bartenders placed the prepared cocktails in front of Roberts and Jiang Chen. It is said that this bar is a British industry, and the people who patronize here are mostly foreign soldiers serving in the service or overseas laborers and journalists.

No one here needs to worry about the **** war. Even if the battle hits the door, the troops of their country will come to cover their retreat.

I have to say that this is really enviable. No matter where you are, the ancestral country will be your strong backing. A strong sense of security that cannot be brought about by condemning, expressing concern and conducting consultations.

However, as far as the work of evacuating overseas Chinese is concerned, Tian Chao still did a good job.

"All the way down." Roberts toasted.

"All the way to the wind." Jiang Chen had a drink with him, and then took a sip of his head.

The taste of this cocktail is very strange, except for alcohol, I do n’t know how many strange things are mixed.

"I heard that alcohol is forbidden here." Jiang Chen shook the crystal goblet and looked at the beautiful woman with a twisting posture on the stage.

"That ’s for the believers. The owner of this shop is very hard and has a franchise. And the patrons here are mostly American soldiers serving in military bases or mercenaries in Blackwater. The extreme guys who are in trouble will be quickly pushed out. Even the security guards are not used here. "Roberts smiled and took a sip of wine.

"For these guys who may be killed at any time, only this high-intensity stimulation can make them relax a little and find a sense of being alive again." Roberts narrowed his eyes.

A guy who can die at any time refers not only to soldiers patrolling on bombs, but also to merchants such as Roberts who sell arms.

Jiang Chen shook his hand holding the wine glass slightly, and was also lost in thought. He thought of the tragic end of the world and the people who were struggling there ...

Not sympathetic.

It just feels that he seems to be the kind of guy who can die at any time?

Forget it, let ’s be more careful in the future.

Shake his head, Jiang Chen also looked up and took a sip.

"Handsome guy, won't you have a drink?" Two beautiful Central Asian women in exposed navels walked beside Jiang Chen and Roberts, throwing a wink at them.

"Which one do you want?" Roberts whistled at the two beauties, then glanced vaguely at him, "The beautiful girl in Lebanon, I treat you."

"I don't want any of them. I'm a little dizzy. I want to go to bed early. I have to catch the plane tomorrow." Jiang Chen didn't know why, and sighed and threw the glass on the bar.

"Do n’t look like a middle-aged old man, man. Haha, those two belong to me." Roberts laughed and took the two beauties into his arms, taking the oil drunk, There was a smile.

Gently rubbed some astringent temples, Jiang Chen grinned, then stood up.

Dragging his brain paralyzed by alcohol, he walked towards the door faintly, leaving behind the roar of this heavy metal music and the cheers full of (desire) ...

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Pushing open the door of the hotel, with a full body of alcohol, Jiang Chen planted it on the soft bed, and then fell asleep.

Curling aside, Aisha frowned slightly when she smelled the pungent smell of wine, but she still sighed.

After all, he is not a believer ...

As soon as he arrived at the Babylon Hotel, Jiang Chen brought her here. Not only did she take a hot bath, but also took her to a hot lunch, and then asked the waitress to go to the nearby mall to help her buy a few clean clothes. In principle, this is not within the scope of the waiter, but in the face of tips, the principle is not a problem.

After setting up Aisha, Jiang Chen left the hotel.

It ’s not until early in the morning that we are back.

Aisha didn't sleep at the moment, she already regarded herself as Jiang Chen's wife, waiting for the man to go home very cautiously. This was taught by her mother, but she could not see the day when her daughter got married.

Actually, whether or not to get married is unknown. Aisha has heard of it more or less, and many countries in the world are monogamous. For her "wife" that was picked up, she had never counted on her name. As long as Jiang Chen does not throw her away, she is already satisfied ...

At the moment Aisha has been washed and put on clean clothes.

The face with exotic flavours faintly has a little sense of beauty. It's just that the expression that has no expression is that this beauty has been dusted a lot. The thin body was slightly malnourished, but the passable lines were outlined by less loose clothing. I believe that with a little conditioning, Aisha can become a beauty like her mother.

There are many beautiful women in her ancestry.

However, in this desert, beauty is a sin ...

Unlike Xia Shiyu's pretentious high cold, her pupil exudes a pure indifference, seems to be indifferent to life? Jiang Chen couldn't see it, but he could feel something faintly.

While witnessing the tragic death of her parents, she has already drained the tears of fear and sorrow, and even the feeling of hatred has disappeared. Seeing her death along the way, she even made her feel a thin presence in her life.

If she is about to suffer more pain than death, she can even calmly make the choice to go to death. This is the logic taught by war, a cruel logic.

Fortunately, such a decision did not happen in the end, and the kind-hearted Oriental accepted himself ...

Aisha endured the smoke of the sky, and put Jiang Chen on the bed, and then took out a wet towel dipped in hot water from the bathroom and put it on Jiang Chen ’s forehead.

God is above, it ’s like heaven ...

The white bed is decorated with indescribable beauty. She has never been so happy, and she cherishes this hard-won happiness.

For Jiang Chen, the sweat beads on her face were wiped away, and Aisha ’s wolf-like indifferent pupil gradually showed a gentle look. The fingertips that touched Jiang Chen's chest slightly hesitated, and Aisha took a deep breath, still making up her mind and unbuttoning Jiang Chen's clothes.

Aside from the sweaty clothes, Aisha looked at the muscular figure blushing slightly. But she still stretched out some shaking hands, gently wringed the towel dipped in hot water, pinched it in her hand, and gently wiped Jiang Chen's body.

"Um ... huh ..." Jiang Chen snorted vaguely, startling Aisha, who was breathless.

Jiang Chen only turned over and did not wake up before Aisha's beating heart calmed down.

He did n’t do anything badly, but he was afraid that he would wake up suddenly. With this unknown tension, Aisha bit her lower lip lightly.

As he watched his breathing begin to equalize again, Aisha made up her mind again, stretched out her trembling hand, and wiped the sweat from his back.

Despite her determination, she is not yet mentally prepared. Perhaps this is the reason for the uneasiness.

"Sun Jiao ... Hey ... Yao Yao ..." Jiang Chen whispered a little confusedly, and turned over very hot, grabbing Aisha's little hand randomly.

Aisha was startled by Jiang Chen's movements and froze there motionlessly.

Sun Jiao ... Yao Yao? Should be the name of the hostess.

Although they do not speak Chinese, the so-called woman's intuition is such a terrible and sensitive thing.

It's just that when she heard the two names, Aisha was relieved.

But at the same time, an unknown feeling came to mind.

Envy? jealousy? It seems impossible to say ... or is it just a pure uneasiness?

Looking at Jiang Chen's sleeping face somewhat complicatedly, the **** Aisha messed her head down. Just when she suddenly recovered and realized her shameful behavior, Jiang Chen suddenly turned over and wrapped her under her.

What to do ... Will it be eaten directly? Her face instantly turned red, and her indifferent pupils began to alternately look confused and flustered. She completely forgot that she leaned forward first, and her brain was completely disturbed by this sudden situation.

However ... it doesn't seem to be bad, it's always this step anyway. Aisha persuaded herself in her heart, nibbling her lips, and obediently placed the trembling hand on Jiang Chen's neck.

Compared to being devil-like thugs who are treated as **** and slaves, they are kept in a human barn as merchandise and rewards. This kind of ending is really wonderful.

At least, my purity is dedicated to only one person, and will serve only one person from now on ... Aisha successfully convinced herself, suppressing the beating heart, suppressing the jerky heart Shame, he moved his lips closer to the crevice full of strong alcohol.

This is a tempting crime?

Or should it be added to the fire?

Drinking things like drinking, I believe that without too much explanation, everyone will understand.

(So 10,000 words are logically omitted)

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Between half a dream and half awake, Jiang Chen only felt as if he had come to heaven. The beautiful maid fed the fresh grapes dipped in rain dew to his mouth, and he ate without hesitation. Not just delicious grapes, but sweet wines, mellow juices, the joy of release ...

Wait! Why is there joy of release?

Well ... maybe because of sweating.

No matter, I enjoyed it anyway.

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