[Right here?]
When Jiang Chen heard Natasha's words, he was instantly amused as he raised his eyebrows.
"Are you not afraid that I'll do you while you're sleeping?"
"When I stayed at your house, there were so many opportunities, but you didn't make a move." Natasha rolled her eyes as if she didn't care about Jiang Chen's threat at all. Instead, she added, "I won't resist, but do you dare to do it?"
When Jiang Chen heard this, he was instantly displeased.
[Are you kidding me? You can count the number of times I've lost my dignity with your fingers. Even if I lend you one hand, it won't be enough.]
But while he was displeased, Jiang Chen's rationality prevailed. He had been rational enough not to get too involved with the agent born woman. He wasn't afraid of what would happen to her, but he was afraid that he would fall into it.
Although his private life was casual, it wasn't to the point where he couldn't be choosy.
"I'll take care of you after I shower."
He looked at Natasha, who was provocatively biting the mouth of the beer bottle, and glared at her. Then he turned back into the bathroom and closed the door.
Her eyes stayed on Jiang Chen's back until the bathroom door closed. Then, she looked away with a complicated expression.
As long as he showered alone, Jiang Chen's shower was usually quick. He turned on the shower head, rubbed the towel on his body, and before he finished humming two songs, he left the door in his pajamas refreshed. When he came out of the bathroom, there were three empty bottles on the table.
One bottle of champagne, two bottles of different brands of red wine, and a bottle of Bordeaux with half a bottle left. Natasha was slowly swirling the glass in her hand.
"You sure can drink. Aren't you afraid of getting a bucket waist?" Jiang Chen looked at the empty bottles and couldn't help but tease her.
"I've never worried about these problems. As long as I keep a good schedule and exercise, I won't have the opportunity to gain weight." Natasha smirked and changed the position of her legs. "Don't you want to drink two bottles?"
She did have the capital to show off. Her slim and fit waist was not at all like an Eastern European's waist. Jiang Chen had seen it on the beach. Not only did it not have a trace of fat, but it also had a much deeper waistline than Ayesha's, which combined strength and beauty.
The pair of breasts perfectly inherited the racial advantage of the Slavic bloodline. Jiang Chen suspected that if she raised her head, the two buttons in front of her chest would burst.
"Forget it. I have something to do tomorrow. You can drink by yourself." Jiang Chen withdrew his gaze from the turbulent mountain, gulped, and rejected her invitation without any hesitation. He turned around and walked to the bedroom.
Natasha shrugged her shoulders and watched Jiang Chen leave with a sly look.
…
Jiang Chen didn't sleep well last night. After being teased by Natasha, he felt a fire burning in his belly. But Ayesha and Xia Shiyu weren't here, and he didn't dare to risk exposing his secret by going back to the apocalypse. There was nowhere to vent his anger.
With my hands?
He hadn't used his hands for a long time.
He held it in until the next morning. Jiang Chen looked at the small tent, then at the sun outside the window. He shook his groggy head, put on his clothes, and walked out of the bedroom. When he saw Natasha lying on the sofa, he walked up and touched the sofa leg with his foot to wake her up.
Natasha opened her eyes and yawned. She rubbed her eyes and sat up.
"You really slept here for the whole night?" Jiang Chen couldn't help but ask as he looked at her hungover face.
"Didn't I tell you? I'm staying here. " Natasha couldn't help but yawn again. Holding her groggy head, she stood up and said, "Damn it, I drank a little too much yesterday."
Jiang Chen's eyebrows twitched as he looked at the empty bottles on the table.
You call this drinking a little too much?
"Hurry up and clean up. I have to go out in a bit. If you don't take care of the dark circles under your eyes, you can stay here, "Jiang Chen said fiercely.
"I can't do that. I'm your security consultant."
When Natasha heard that she had dark circles under her eyes, she remembered that she slept without washing her face last night. She also realized that the condition of her face must be unsightly, so she immediately rushed into the bathroom.
Jiang Chen estimated that she would clean up in the bathroom for a while, so he called and ordered two servings of breakfast.
Not long after, under the supervision of two men in suits, the waiter nervously pushed the dining cart to the door. After he knocked on the door and received permission, he uncomfortably sent breakfast into Jiang Chen's room.
The five-star hotel with a Russian name was quite good. At least the breakfast was impeccable.
The main course was buckwheat porridge with Russian characteristics, as well as baked pancakes and Russian-style ribbons. The side dishes were quite plentiful. There were roasted mushrooms cooked with salt and black pepper. There were also mashed potatoes stir-fried with minced garlic, dried tomatoes, and butter. There were also some other food mixed with cream that Jiang Chen couldn't even name.
What impressed Jiang Chen the most was the bowl of Okoroska. It was not because of how delicious the soup was, but because the ingredients floating in the soup were all there. There were potatoes, fresh cucumbers, eggs, green onions, sausages, all kinds of vegetables, and even alcohol. Jiang Chen couldn't tell if it tasted good or not after a few sips, but just by looking at it, he could tell it was a dark cuisine.
After half a bowl of buckwheat porridge and half a piece of bread, Natasha finally finished messing around in the bathroom. Standing at the door, she smelled the aroma and her eyes suddenly lit up. She sat across from Jiang Chen and grabbed a ribbon from the basket.
"Your way of eating is not professional. It should be like this … and then put blueberry jam on it. It would be better if there was yogurt. Yogurt can soften it a little and make it taste better."
Needless to say, Russian women with makeup were different from those without makeup. The pores of white people were thicker than Asians, and their faces were more three-dimensional than Asians, so it was more suitable to use color to whitewash.
He combed his messy hair, wiped off the smudged makeup from last night, and reapplied some light makeup. It was just a simple process, but it gave Jiang Chen an illusion of breathtaking beauty.
Satisfied with Jiang Chen's reaction, Natasha smirked and stuffed the bread dipped in blueberry jam into her mouth.
"Where are you going in a bit?"
"I have to go to Roscosmos in the morning. There is an investor conference in the afternoon … and a cocktail party in the evening." Jiang Chen took out a small notebook from his pocket and scribbled down his schedule for the next few days.
Nominally, he came to Russia to investigate the investment environment, so he naturally couldn't stay in the hotel all day. Since he had nothing better to do, he found some relaxing things for himself to do. He only needed to show his face and didn't need to personally discuss any cooperation.
"Cocktail party? What cocktail party? "As soon as Natasha heard cocktail party, she suddenly became interested.
"It's a private cocktail party hosted by General Nikolaev. Many Russian politicians will also attend. Since I received an invitation, I'll go … What's wrong? "Jiang Chen looked at Natasha, puzzled, and didn't understand what happened to her.
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