The frontline of the war was approaching the capital of Iraq, Baghdad. The once bustling city was now shrouded in a gloomy haze. The sound of artillery in the distance made it difficult for everyone who lived here to sleep.
Of course, this was for the people who lived here.
For "foreign friends" like Robert and Jiang Chen, they still drank when it was time to drink, and when it was time to have fun, they still had fun. Everything that happened here had nothing to do with them.
The dance hall of the bar flickered with lights, and the heavy metal rap pierced everyone's eardrums. The Lebanese beauty in the middle of the dance floor twisted her snake-like body as she swung her dark blonde hair into the air. The men sitting on the edge of the dance floor howled as they spilled the Franklins in their hands in exchange for more exciting moves from the dancers.
Beside the shining bar, the bartender placed the cocktails in front of Robert and Jiang Chen. This bar was the property of a British, and the people who frequented it were mostly foreign soldiers, overseas workers, and reporters.
The people here didn't have to worry about the damn war. Even if the war reached their doorstep, their country's forces would come to cover their retreat.
Needless to say, it was quite enviable. No matter where you are, the motherland will be your strong support. A sense of security that couldn't be provided by condemning, expressing concern, or negotiating.
But on the other hand, the Celestial Empire did a great job in evacuating the foreigners.
"Have a safe trip." Robert raised his glass.
"Have a safe trip." Jiang Chen toasted him and took a sip.
The taste of the cocktail was strange. Other than alcohol, there were many strange things mixed in.
"I heard alcohol is banned here." Jiang Chen swirled the crystal glass as he looked at the beautiful woman twisting her body on the stage.
"That's for believers. The owner of this bar has a strong background and has franchise rights. Also, most of the people here are UA soldiers serving in the military base or mercenaries from Black Water. Occasionally, two extreme guys would come to cause trouble, but they would be quickly kicked out. You don't even need security here. "Robert laughed and took a sip of wine.
"For these guys who could die at any time, only this kind of high-intensity stimulation can make them relax a little and find the feeling of being alive again." Robert squinted his eyes.
The people who could die at any time not only referred to the patrolling soldiers who stepped on the bombs, but also the arms dealers like Robert.
Jiang Chen's hand holding the glass trembled as he fell into deep thought. He thought of the post-apocalyptic world that was full of scars and the people who struggled there …
It was not that he sympathized with her.
However, he felt that he was also the kind of person who could lose his life at any time.
Forget it, I should be more careful in the future.
Jiang Chen shook his head and also took a sip.
"Handsome, don't you want a drink?" Two Central Asian beauties in midriff-baring outfits walked beside Jiang Chen and Robert and winked at them.
"Which one do you want?" Robert whistled at the two beauties and then looked at him suggestively. "The Lebanese girls, my treat."
"Neither. I'm a bit dizzy and want to sleep early. I have to catch a flight tomorrow." Jiang Chen didn't know why he wasn't in the mood. He sighed and threw the glass on the bar.
"Don't be like an old man, buddy. Haha, those two are mine. " Robert laughed and pulled the two beauties into his arms. While he was drunk, he began to take advantage of them, causing a burst of laughter.
Jiang Chen gently rubbed his temple as he grinned and stood up.
Dragging his alcohol-paralyzed brain, he walked to the door in a daze, leaving the roars of the heavy metal music and the cheers full of lust behind him …
…
Pushing open the door of the hotel room, with the smell of alcohol all over his body, Jiang Chen fell head first onto the soft bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Ayesha curled up on the side when she smelled the pungent smell of alcohol. She frowned slightly, but then she let out a sigh.
Since he was not a believer …
As soon as he arrived at the Babylon Hotel, Jiang Chen brought her here. Not only did he let her take a hot shower, but he also took her to eat a hot lunch. Then he asked the waitress to buy a few clean clothes for her. In principle, this was not part of the waitress's job scope, but in the face of tips, principles were not an issue.
After settling Ayesha down, Jiang Chen left the hotel.
He didn't come back until the wee hours of the morning.
Ayesha wasn't asleep yet. She already regarded herself as Jiang Chen's wife and cautiously waited for her man to come home. This was what her mother taught her, but her mother couldn't see the day of her daughter's marriage.
In fact, it was unknown whether they would get married or not. Ayesha more or less heard that many countries in the world were monogamous. As a "wife" picked up from the streets, she didn't expect any status. As long as Jiang Chen didn't throw her away, she would be satisfied …
Ayesha had already washed up and changed into clean clothes.
That exotic face had a faint sense of beauty that was about to blossom. However, his expressionless face made this beauty seem a little dusty. Her skinny body looked slightly malnourished, but the passable lines were outlined by the clothes that weren't too loose. With a little adjustment, Ayesha could become a beauty like her mother.
There were many beauties in her country.
However, in this desert, beauty was a sin …
Different from Xia Shiyu's arrogance, her pupils exuded a kind of pure indifference. It seemed to be indifference to life? Jiang Chen couldn't see it, but he could faintly feel something.
She, who witnessed the tragic death of her parents, had already shed all the tears of fear and sadness. Even the emotion of hatred had disappeared. She, who was used to seeing death along the way, even began to feel that her own existence was thin and faint.
If she was about to suffer a torture more painful than death, she could even calmly make the choice to die. This was the logic that the war taught her, a cruel logic.
Fortunately, such a choice didn't happen in the end. The kind Asian accepted her …
Ayesha endured the overwhelming smell of alcohol and put Jiang Chen on the bed. Then she took out a wet towel soaked in hot water from the bathroom and put it on Jiang Chen's forehead.
[God above, this place is like heaven …]
The white bed was decorated with an indescribable sense of beauty. She had never been so happy before, and she cherished this hard-won happiness.
Ayesha wiped the sweat off Jiang Chen's face, and her wolf-like cold pupils gradually showed a hint of gentleness. Her fingertips that touched Jiang Chen's chest hesitated for a moment. Ayesha took a deep breath and made up her mind. She unbuttoned Jiang Chen's shirt.
Putting the sweat-soaked shirt aside, Ayesha looked at the muscular body and blushed. But she still reached out her trembling hand and gently wrung the hot towel dry. She held it in her hand and gently wiped Jiang Chen's body.
"Mhmm …" Jiang Chen began to snore, scaring Ayesha, who was holding her breath, out of concentration.
Seeing that Jiang Chen only rolled over and didn't wake up, Ayesha's racing heart finally calmed down.
She didn't do anything wrong, but she was afraid that he would suddenly wake up. With this unknown nervousness, Ayesha gently bit her lower lip.
Seeing that his breathing became even again, Ayesha made up her mind again. She reached out her trembling hand and wiped the sweat off his back.
Although she made up her mind, she wasn't mentally prepared yet. Perhaps that was the reason for her anxiety.
"Sun Jiao … Hehe … Yao Yao …" Jiang Chen murmured in a daze. He rolled over as if he was very hot and grabbed Ayesha's hand.
Ayesha was shocked by Jiang Chen's action as she froze in place.
Sun Jiao … Yao Yao? That should be the name of the mistress.
Although she didn't speak Han, a woman's intuition was a terrifying and sensitive thing.
But when she heard the two names, Ayesha felt relieved.
But at the same time, an unknown feeling rushed into her mind.
Jealousy? Jealousy? It didn't seem to be … or was it just pure anxiety?
Ayesha looked at Jiang Chen's sleeping face with a complicated expression as she subconsciously lowered her head. Just when she suddenly realized her shameful behavior, Jiang Chen suddenly rolled over and wrapped her under his body.
[What should I do … Will I be eaten?] Her face instantly turned red, and her originally indifferent eyes began to alternate with confusion and panic. She completely forgot that she was the one who leaned on him first as her brain was completely disrupted by the sudden situation.
[But … it doesn't seem bad since it's going to happen anyway.] Ayesha persuaded herself in her mind. She bit her lip and obediently wrapped her trembling hand around Jiang Chen's neck.
Compared to being treated as a sex slave by the devil-like thugs and being inhumanely kept in a livestock shed as a commodity and reward, this ending was too perfect.
[At least, I will only dedicate my purity to one person, and from now on, I will only serve one person …] Ayesha successfully convinced herself. She suppressed her racing heart and suppressed the shameful feeling in her heart as she moved her lips closer to the gap filled with the strong smell of alcohol.
[Is this seduction?
Or should I say, adding fuel to the fire?]
There was no need to explain too much for everyone to understand what would happen after drinking.
…
Half-awake, Jiang Chen felt like he was in heaven. The beautiful maid fed him a fresh grape dipped in rain, and he ate it without hesitation. Not only the delicious grapes, but also the sweet wine, the mellow juice, and the pleasure of release …
[Wait! Why is there the pleasure of release?
Mhmm … Maybe it's because I'm sweating.
Whatever, I enjoy it.]
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