Miss Mary ran away with thoughts, staring at the man beside her, as if she wanted to find the answer from him.
The night in the mountain city is beautiful and charming, and the capital during the war was peaceful and peaceful. When thinking about its hometown in the quiet night, Jiang Hailong thought of the Chinese military and civilians in the Heihu Mountain area under the iron hoof of the Japanese invaders, thought of their own troops, and thought of their own confidants, and in their hearts
Silently counting the return date.
A fragrant breeze with spicy taste stimulating the secretion of people's salivary glands. They passed by a mountain city hot pot restaurant. Chongqing spicy hot pot is famous all over the country, and the mutton spicy hot pot on this street is famous in the city.
The woman's mouth was greedy and had no resistance to delicious food. Miss Mary swallowed her saliva. Although she was not hungry, she still dragged Jiang Hailong into the food stall.
Jiang Hailong ordered a hot pot separated by iron slices in the middle and said, "This is called a mandarin duck hot pot. There are peppers and chili peppers on the soup, but not on the other side. It doesn't matter if you can't get used to the spicy taste."
Miss Mary nodded gratefully and asked about the history of Chongqing hotpot.
Jiang Hailong explained: "Chongqing hotpot is said to be invented by a porter on the local wharf. The porter is financially insecurity and often can only buy some leftovers from the vegetable market to eat. They put a lot of pepper and chili in the hotpot soup.
All meat and vegetables are eaten in hot pot. One is because (Chongqing) is heavy in moisture and sweating. The other is to use spicy flavor to cover up the fishy smell of stale meat. Later, the spicy hot pot has been continuously improved and
It’s a favorite among locals on the dining table. Some people exaggerately say that it’s not considered coming to Chongqing before without eating Chongqing hotpot.”
During the conversation, the hot pot soup was boiling and the fragrance was fascinating. Miss Mary couldn't wait to pick up a plate of mutton that was as thin as a cicada's wing and put it into the basket, which was stopped by Jiang Hailong.
He picked up a few slices of mutton with chopsticks and washed them a few times in the hot pot soup. He tasted a slice of mutton and said, "Well, it tastes good. You have to learn from me, soak the mutton in the hot pot soup and take it out.
The meat is not old or tender, and the taste is just right." As she said that, she picked up a few slices of mutton and let her try it out.
Next, Jiang Hailong basically took action and Miss Mary spoke.
On the way back to the hotel after hot pot, Miss Mary looked at Jiang Hailong, with a burly figure and handsome facial features. When she recalled that she tried it by herself when she was hot pot, she said "It tasted good" and let herself eat it. The more she looked at it, the more she felt like David.
——My first love boyfriend, my heart that had been silent for several years could not control his wild beating.
The past is like smoke, drifting away with the wind. Miss Mary is still thinking about it, and before she knows it, the hotel she is staying at has arrived.
At the entrance of Shancheng Hotel, Jiang Hailong said: "It's safe to get here. I don't need to be a bodyguard anymore. It's time to say goodbye, you can go in by yourself."
Miss Mary seemed to have not understood the words, without saying a word, holding his arm without letting go, looking at him steadily, her eyes full of reluctance.
Jiang Hailong sighed inwardly: "I didn't expect that the brave and fierce war correspondents also had a tender side."
He handed her the bag containing the cheongsam that he had been holding in his hand and said, "I almost forgot that this is my wish. I will give it to you as a souvenir of my trip to China."
Miss Mary was very happy and took the bag and said happily: "Let me see what unexpected surprise you have brought me." She immediately wanted to unpack the packaging.
Jiang Hailong smiled and stopped him, "Chinese people are not used to opening gift packaging in person and following the customs. You should take it back to your room and watch it, good night."
Miss Mary's expression was a little disappointed, her beautiful eyes rolled, and she suddenly covered her neck with her hands and screamed: "Ouch!"
Jiang Hailong asked with concern: "What's wrong?"
Miss Mary said, "My neck hurts again. Your last treatment was not thorough. Let's give me a massage." Without saying a word, he walked into the hotel with his arm in his arms.
Jiang Hailong secretly wondered: "It's strange. It's been a good time for so long!" He was a doctor and was embarrassed to refuse the patient's reasonable request, let alone a foreign friend who was as beautiful as a flower.
After entering the room, Miss Mary closed the door and couldn't wait to open the gift package. Her face showed an ecstatic expression and exclaimed: "Ah, Chinese cheongsam, so beautiful! Jiang, you are so happy! There is a drink in the cabinet,
You use it yourself. I'll take a shower and try new clothes for you to see." He excitedly took the cheongsam and gusts of wind into the bathroom. After a while, the sound of gurgling water came from inside.
The bathroom door is frosted glass, and the scenery inside is vaguely visible. Jiang Hailong turned his head away and tried his best to suppress the urge to see the seductive shaking scene. He did not listen to the moving percussion of the water flowing to impact his delicate body, nor did he think that he was close to him.
Beautiful scenery.
"Jiang, sorry, please hand me the small bag on the bedside table. There was my underwear in it. I was so excited just now that I forgot to take it." More than ten minutes later, the bathroom door opened a gap that was neither wide nor narrow.
Miss Mary stretched out a lotus-like arm.
Jiang Hailong found his pocket and handed it over. He glanced at the crack in the door in a bad mood, and suddenly saw a beautiful naked silhouette. He had a great eye, and he could see the mature, sexy, snow-white and plump Western woman.
Although the bathroom was steaming, the temptation of watching flowers in the fog was even greater, which made people feel extremely urge to see the clouds and see the sun. He didn't know the smell of meat for many days and his heart beat suddenly faster, and his nasal blood rushed. What's worse was that his lower body was getting stronger.
The reaction was already vigorous and upward, and he stood upright.
He couldn't help but complain and sigh: "It's so hard, you don't know how uncomfortable it is for you to seduce me like this. It's simply a tempting crime. Now my heart is like boiling water, and my body is like burning!"
He overcame his thought of pushing the door and exploring the spring scenery. After hanging the paper bag on Mary's stretched out jade arm, he quickly bent down and turned to sit cross-legged on the chair, adjusting his breathing, looking at his eyes, nose, and heart, silently reciting relief
The master’s mantra was taught by the master. After a few minutes, the heartbeat gradually stabilized, the breathing rhythm slowed down, and he entered the realm of no one.
Unexpectedly, the tree wanted to be quiet but the wind continued. A delicate call interrupted his practice and broke his state of mind that had finally calmed down.
"Hey! What are you doing? Take such a strange pose? Look at me being beautiful in my new clothes?" Miss Mary suddenly appeared beside her.
The beauty comes out of the bath, fragrant and charming.
Jiang Hailong raised his head and saw Miss Mary wearing a cheongsam. The mature and plump blonde girl was wearing a Chinese cheongsam that needed a subtle Chinese cheongsam, which had a unique flavor.
Chinese cheongsam was born from the clothing of Manchu women in the Qing Dynasty and was improved by designers joining Han and Western clothing elements. After its release, it was loved by Chinese and foreign women. In 1929, it was identified as one of the national dresses by the Republic of China and the government, 30 and 40.
The era was the golden age of cheongsam.
At this time, Miss Mary, with blonde hair and blue eyes, was wearing a maroon stand-up collar, short-sleeved double-slit cheongsam, with goose yellow piping at the collar and cuffs. The slender cheongsam style set off the tall and slender figure of a Western woman, just right to pinch her waist
It highlights the full breasts, peaks and high hip curves, and the high slits on both sides make the woman's thighs appear and are so beautiful.