Chapter 1257: Demon

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The presidential suite of the Burj Al Arab has an exclusive door, and the luxurious and thick oak represents power and status. Shayman knocked on the door several times, praying in her heart that some superstar inside could hear the knocking.

Bite the bullet and knocked for a while, Suiman couldn't help feeling a little impetuous, she knew that there were many people watching behind her, and even the camera that was being filmed was staring at her. Although it wasn't a live broadcast, it would be a disaster if the task could not be completed.

Women dare not knock too loudly, it will appear particularly impolite. But if you don't use your strength, the people in the suite can't hear it at all. You have to know that there are two floors inside, more than a dozen rooms, and a huge area of ​​700 square meters. Shouting with a horn may not help.

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

Shayman knows that big stars have some eccentricities, and Lin Sen's eccentricity is that he has almost no contact with the media. Can you imagine a world-renowned superstar who almost never gives TV interviews? But this does not affect the spread of his popularity in the slightest.

The release of "Blood and Fire" and the nomination of Best Actor in Cannes made Lin Sen the darling of the media. This time, I heard that this mysterious guy actually appeared in Dubai. Shayman got the interview assignment after fighting for the first time, and took a helicopter to kill him quickly.

But who knows that this big star has another hobby-this guy lives in an oversized presidential suite, but drives all the hotel waiters out. Others are the more servants, the more dignified they are, but 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 to inquire first and arrange the time. But now the opportunity was finally obtained, but the other party just couldn't hear the knock on the door...

Suiman was very upset in her heart, if she could, she really wanted to follow the formal procedure, so as not to embarrass herself too much. But in her annoyance, her hand knocking on the door suddenly disappeared, and her eyes lit up, as if thousands of golden lights flashed in front of her eyes.

Arabs like gold, and the presidential suite is full of gold ornaments, giving people the feeling of ultra-luxury and ultra-luxury. At this moment, the door opened, and what Shayman saw was not only the extremely dazzling decoration in the suite, but also an even more dazzling half-naked man.

Tall and slender body, well-developed and muscular, bronze-colored skin, and that face that drives countless women all over the world crazy - an indifferent face.

"Hi, what's the matter?" Zhou Qingfeng asked with an indifferent face.

Outside the door was a beautiful western woman, wearing a clear tulle but not covering her face, her soft lines were more in line with Zhou Qingfeng's aesthetics. She is taller, at least 1.7 meters tall, with a larger frame. She is not the slender type of oriental women, but looks plump.

The woman has pale golden hair, big eyes, and dignified facial features. She seems a little surprised to see Zhou Qingfeng's appearance. She was wearing a professional suit and short skirt, with big breasts and long legs, and she was glamorous and extravagant.

What Sueman saw was a big star with only a bath towel wrapped around her waist. She quickly stabilized her emotions and said in a brisk tone: "Hi, Mr. Lin. I am Sueman from Al Jazeera, can I Give me some time for an interview?"

Please, please, don't say no! Otherwise, I will lose all face.

Sueman's face was smiling, but her fingers were secretly grasping, and her nails were embedded in the flesh, which was very painful.

Zhou Qingfeng sighed with a broken smile, "I really want to close the door here, because I don't like being interviewed very much. But it seems too ruthless to beauties. In order to save you from embarrassment, you can come in, but only you are allowed in. "

Zhou Qingfeng moved slightly away from the door, turned around and left. Su Yiman was a little dazed, and for a moment she told the videographer behind her: "You wait, I'll go in and talk to him."

Suiman stepped into the suite, and heard Zhou Qingfeng in front shouted: "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 does not need to be served by others is really rare. They filed in and took their positions, and by the way gave Suiman time to look at the suite.

Entering the door is a large front hall, and a staircase leads to the second floor of the duplex suite. The sound of water came from upstairs, and Suiman just realized which big star was about to take a bath just now. She took courage and finally decided to go upstairs, even if it was across the bathroom, she wanted to get closer.

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

Uh...how can I help? Rub my dick for me? What to rub with? Hands, feet, mouth, or...

Seeing Zhou Qingfeng's puzzled but not refusing eyes, the beautiful maid chuckled and began to work proactively. They helped to test the water temperature, mixed lotion, brought champagne, helped Zhou Qingfeng untie the bath towel, and took off only his underwear...

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

No...they step into the bathtub to take a bath with you and chat!

It is allowed to see but not to touch, let alone take advantage of it.

Sex but not lewd!

The four little hands gently massaged Zhou Qingfeng's body, he just needed to lie in the bath and enjoy it. At this moment, Uncle Zhou sighed, ‘Corrupt capitalism is good! '

Before Zhou Qingfeng finished sighing, someone stepped into the bath to test the water temperature again. He looked up, and saw that Sueman, who was still dressed just now, had already taken off her clothes and was only wrapped in a large towel, raising her legs to paddle in the bathtub.

"You don't mind?" Sueman seemed to ask, but her feet had already stepped into the bathtub.

"What the hell do I mind?" Zhou Qingfeng had been in Syria for so long, and he was already a little sexually active. He was already furious when he was teased by two beautiful maids, and now he was even more excited when he saw Shayman.

The water in the bath is very clear, and you can see the angry and terrifying appearance of the dragon in the water at a glance. Suiman glanced at Dulong, and felt relieved, knowing that at least she would not be kicked out. She gently unwrapped the big bath towel, and her body was naked in front of Zhou Qingfeng.

Western women are tall, big-boned, and plump to look good.

Sueman's legs crossed slightly, locking the secret between the two strands, but highlighting the slender thighs and round buttocks. And above the hips, it shrinks down to the waist, and then there are two huge breasts in the shape of drops of water. Coupled with the delicate face of a woman, it is extremely beautiful.

Sueman fell back with a splash, and the water pressure in the bathtub continued to overflow. After she was submerged in the water, she lay on the other side of the bath, and poured the bath liquid in, and the large foam immediately covered her seductive figure.

It is said that house flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers. There are many women around Zhou Qingfeng, but Feng Wan, Yuan Mei and Xu Rong can never make such a charming gesture. To put it bluntly, Jenny, who was in the wasteland, could compete with her in the talent of enchanting, even Nancy would be willing 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, but he needed to know how to avoid losing the wind. If you appear too impatient, you may be looked down upon by the demon girl and lose your prestige as a man.

But after Shayman fell into the bath, she stretched out one foot between Zhou Qingfeng's legs and stepped on it lightly. After a little rubbing, she clamped the high-spirited dragon with her toes, and said with a chuckle, "Honey, can you give me a hand?" An exclusive interview? Please!"

The demon girl, go away, eat my old grandson!