Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 1257: Demon

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The Presidential Suite of the Yacht Hotel has an exclusive door, and the luxurious and thick oak represents power and status. Shayman knocked at the door several times, praying to which superstar in his heart could hear the knock.

She stubbornly knocked for a while, and Shayman couldn't help but feel agitated. She knew that many people were watching behind her, and even the camera was staring at her. Although it is not a live broadcast, it can be a disaster if the mission is not completed.

Women do n’t dare to knock too loudly, which would be particularly rude. But if you do n’t work hard, people in the suite ca n’t hear it at all. You need to know that there are two floors, a dozen rooms, and a huge area of ​​700 square meters. Shouting with a horn may not be useful.

For God ’s sake, please open the door, otherwise I will be embarrassed!

Shayman knows that big stars have some quirks, and the quirk of Lin Sen is that he barely contacts the media. Can you imagine a world-renowned superstar almost never accepting a TV interview? But this did not affect the spread of his popularity at all.

The release of "Blood and Fire" and the nomination of the Cannes film actor made Lin Sen a darling of the media. This time I heard that this mysterious guy actually appeared in Dubai. Shayman grabbed his head before getting the interview mission, and he was quickly killed by helicopter.

How can I know that this big star has another hobby-this guy lives in an oversized presidential suite, but drove out all the hotel waiters. The more others are servants, the more honorable they are, and he does the opposite.

In order to be able to interview this big star, Shayman communicated with the hotel for a long time before getting the chance to knock on the door in person. Otherwise, it should be the hotel manager to inquire first and arrange the time. But now the opportunity is hard to come by, but the other party just because they can't hear the knocking ...

Shayman felt ten thousand annoyed. If she could, she really wanted to follow the regular procedures, so as not to embarrass herself. But in annoyance, her hand knocking on the door was suddenly empty, and her eyes lit up, as if a golden light flashed in front of her eyes.

Arabs like gold, and there are gold ornaments everywhere in the presidential suite, which gives people a super luxurious and extra luxurious feeling. At this moment, the door opened, and not only the extremely dazzling decoration in the suite, but also a more dazzling half-naked man.

A tall, slender body, strong muscles, bronze skin, and a face that has made countless women around the world crazy—a cold face.

"Hello, is there something wrong?" asked the indifferent Zhou Qingfeng.

Outside the door is a beautiful Western woman, wearing a clear tulle without covering her face. The soft lines are more in line with the Zhou Qingfeng's aesthetic. She is taller, at least one meter seven or more, and has a larger skeleton. It is not the slim type of Oriental women, but it looks plump.

The woman has pale blonde hair, big eyes, and a dignified facial features. It seems a bit surprised to see Zhou Qingfeng's appear. She is wearing a professional suit and short skirt, with big chest and long legs, showing her noble spirits.

What Shayman saw was a big star with a towel wrapped around her waist. She quickly stabilized her emotions and said in a light tone: "Hello, Mr. Lin. I am Shay of Al Jazeera. Man, can you give me time to interview? "

Please, please, do n’t refuse! Otherwise my face will be lost.

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

Zhou Qingfeng laughed and sighed, "I actually want to close the door, because I don't like being interviewed. But this is too ruthless for the beauty. To avoid embarrassment, you can come in, but only you Come in. "

Zhou Qingfeng slightly gave way to the door and turned and walked away. Shayman was a little stunned. For a moment she told the cameraman behind him: "You wait, I will go in and talk to him."

Shayman stepped into the suite and heard the Zhou Qingfeng shouting out loud: "Let the servants outside come in, you will need their hospitality."

The servants outside were also relieved. Such a master who does not need people to wait is really rare. They rushed into each other and gave Shayman the time to look at the suite.

The entrance is a large anteroom, and a staircase leads to the second floor of the duplex suite. There was a sound of water coming upstairs, and Shayman only knew which big star was just about to take a shower. She was so courageous that she finally decided to go upstairs, even closer to the bathroom.

In the large bathroom upstairs, Zhou Qingfeng is pouring water into the bathtub. A few beautiful maids rushed to ask if they needed help.

Uh ..., what are you doing for? Help me rub my little brother? What rub? Hand, foot, mouth, or ...

Looking at Zhou Qingfeng's puzzled but not rejected look, the pretty maid smiled and started to work actively. They helped test the water temperature, prepared the lotion, and brought champagne, helped Zhou Qingfeng to untie the bath towels, and took off only underwear ...

What do you think the maid would do? Take the initiative to have a warm-up with VIPs?

No ... People walk into the bath to accompany you to take a bath and chat!

Xu can't see or touch, let alone wipe oil.

Sexuality without lewdness!

Four small hands gently massage Zhou Qingfeng, he just need to lie in the bath and enjoy. At this moment Uncle Zhou sighed ‘decaying capitalism is good! ’

Without waiting for Zhou Qingfeng to finish sighing, someone in the bath once again probed the water temperature. He looked up and saw that Shayman, who had just returned to his formal suit, had undressed and only wrapped a large bath towel, and raised his legs to draw water in the bath.

"Do you mind?" Shayman seemed to ask, but his feet had stepped into the bath.

"What can I mind?" Zhou Qingfeng has been tossing in Syria for so long. It has been a bit sexual for a long time. The two beautiful maids have been angry. boiling.

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

Western women are tall, have large skeletons, and are full-bodied.

Shayman ’s legs overlap slightly, locking the secret between the two strands, but highlighting the slender thighs and rounded buttocks. The hips shrunk to the waist, and then there were two **** in the shape of drops, with a woman's delicate face, beautiful and beautiful.

Shayman whipped and fell down, overflowing the water pressure in the bath. After lying in the water, she lay on the other end of the bath and poured the bath liquid into it smoothly. The large foam immediately covered her attractive figure.

It is said that home flowers are not as fragrant as wildflowers, and there are many women around Zhou Qingfeng, but Feng Wan, Yuan Mei and Xu Rong can never do such a charming gesture. It must be said that Jenny in Wasteland can contend with the talent of enchanting, and even Nancy must be condescending.

Zhou Qingfeng takes a few deep breaths, knowing that it is not difficult for the woman to eat into her mouth, but she must understand her brain if she is not going to wind down. If it seems too anxious, I am afraid that I will be underestimated by the demon girl and lose the prestige of the man.

After Shayah Iman fell into the bath, he stretched one foot between the legs of Zhou Qingfeng and gently stepped on it. After rubbing a little, he clamped the soaring dragon with his toes and said with a smile: "Dear, can Give me an exclusive interview? Please! "

The demon girl took a break and ate my grandson!