The eighteen-year-old Mirta is wild, free and free. The young girl has a young temperament, but judging from her figure, she is already fully developed and charming.

Now Mirta did not expect that Zhou Qingfeng actually brought high-tech things like arm ring computers, especially virtual projection, which was specially added to facilitate the display of molecular structure. This is a high-end thing customized for top scientific researchers. By being used by Zhou Qingfeng to flirt with girls, it is a must-kill.

Seeing her youth appear in three-dimensional form, Mirta's tired mental defense was forcibly broken through. She suddenly felt a lot of emotion, and there were countless sweet memories in her mind, and she wanted to find someone to talk to.

"This photo was taken when I first went to the United States. I was standing on the beach in Miami and was curious about everything." Mirta was about to cry. The past self and the present self were just two people. The carefree time left her early.

Zhou Qingfeng was a little curious about the age of the beauty. He looked for clues from the background of the photo shoot, and finally confirmed that the woman in front of him who was as seductive as a mature peach was actually not over thirty years old. These photos were taken about ten years ago.

The two of them were commenting on the photos of the past, and suddenly a heavy step approached quickly. Mirta was shocked and immediately whispered: "Switch it off quickly, it's the sound of my husband's footsteps."

For lunch for two people in Western style, there should be one person sitting opposite the dining table. But in order to see the photos with Mirta, Zhou Qingfeng took the initiative to sit next to the women. When he heard Mirta's warning, he hurried back to his seat.

This quick and silent scene gave people the stimulation of affair between men and women. After Zhou Qingfeng sat down, he immediately laughed in silence. Mirta on the opposite side had never had this kind of experience, and he laughed.

The tall and mighty General Fedro appeared. He and more than a dozen guards filled the entire living room with sea view in an instant, and even the outside of the living room was filled with guard posts. The original ambiguous atmosphere disappeared, which was really a shame.

"Ahhh..., I heard that you have good French wines shipped from the air, and the aroma of the wine immediately attracted me." General Fedro came uninvited, and sat at the dining table casually and asked with a smile: "Mr. Hugo, I just heard the pleasant laughter of you and my wife. I guess you have all agreed?"

Hahaha..., uh..., what's the matter? I was just flirting with girls just now! If I hadn't been disturbed, the girls would have been flirted with me on the bed.

Zhou Qingfeng's expression remained unchanged, and he quickly looked at Mirta, but when he saw the beauty opposite, he was a little panicked and embarrassed. It was obvious that she didn't expect her husband to come, because she was so happy that she forgot to say something to Zhou Qingfeng.

"Yes, I had a great chat with your wife just now." In order not to embarrass Mirta, Zhou Qingfeng could only follow up the topic. But when he said 'happy', he suddenly felt that there was an extra foot in his crotch, and his toes clamped the inner side of his thigh and twisted it.

The table is not big, only three people. This foot cannot be General Fedro's, nor can it be Zhou Qingfeng's own, it can only be Mirta's opposite. What does this woman want to do... Can't she flirt with a man in front of her husband?

Zhou Qingfeng looked at Mirta's face again, but the woman still smiled like a flower and her expression remained unchanged. This was really a fairy born to act. However, he never thought that the woman opposite was deliberately teasing at a huge risk, and there must be other profound meanings.

But what is this profound meaning?

But when Zhou Qingfeng said that he had a happy chat with Mirta, General Fedro was immediately overjoyed and did not give Zhou Qingfeng too much time to think. He even slapped the table, found a cup and poured a large glass of wine, and asked with a smile: "This means that Mr. Hugo has agreed to our proposal and is willing to contribute to the peace in the region. This is great."

What a shit! What a bullshit contribution to peace? I don’t even know what happened to me.

Zhou Qingfeng smiled slightly and looked at Mirta again, hoping to get some tips. The fairy who can act was indeed smart and explained immediately.

"Changing the peace talks meeting in Miami is also conducive to the subsequent cooperation between us. Moreover, the Aurora Legion can complete the barter trade with the "Committee", which is very convenient. I think Mr. Hugo will definitely not refuse."

Mirta was smiling, but after she finished speaking, she twisted her toes hard, as if to express some negative meaning. Zhou Qingfeng felt a tingling pain coming from the flesh of her thighs, and subconsciously, her muscles tightened and her skin became tense.

Mirta's toes did not have much strength. After Zhou Qingfeng's skin was stretched, she could not clamp the man's flesh. However, the strength on her feet did not decrease. She stroked her soles forward and immediately stepped between Zhou Qingfeng's legs.

Damn..., this is really flirting with a guy! It's all about to get to the point.

Zhou Qingfeng was stunned for a second or two, and took the opportunity of raising a glass to drink and smirked and looked down. He saw a foot sticking out from under the tablecloth and pressing it between his crotch. He clamped his toes and hit the vital point of his vital point. So he raised his head again with an innocent expression and asked Mirta what the meaning was.

Mirta's face was still smiling, but the strength on her toes was increasing. While the strength increased, she also felt a frightened angry dragon awakening.

"Damn, this kid slept so many women last night, but he still reacted so quickly!"

"This scale is so big! How could it be so big? It's so scary. Oh my God! It's still bloody and swelling, how can it be like this? No wonder those little girls cried last night, and this kind of evil root should be destroyed humanely!"

"It's really damn, why can't I accept it? This hardness, this heat, and this shape are simply the source of sin! I will kill you, I will kill you, I will kill you."

Zhou Qingfeng felt that he was simply being tortured, and he was casually responding to General Fedro's greetings. But in front of the rude general, his wife was bold in teasing him with her toes. The three of them fought around a small dining table.

"Mr. Hugo, that's it. We will talk about the location changing in Miami."

"Well... OK, OK, OK."

"Miami has a nice scenery, better than our Guantanamo. The bikini girls are also charming. We can enjoy the beachside scenery while holding meetings."

"Well... OK, OK, OK."

"The 'committee' has agreed to the barter trade with your 'Aurora Legion'. Mr. Jose is not very convenient for him to come and answer in person, so he used our mouth to express his hope that you can deliver the arms as soon as possible. So we will set off this afternoon, okay?"

"Well... OK, OK, OK."

Just under Mirta's harassment, Zhou Qingfeng was in chaos and agreed to all General Fedro's proposal without much thought. However, every time he agreed, Mirta on the opposite side would add a force to his toes. In the end, the woman even shook her head and blinked at him in a slight way.

But it was all too late. Waiting for Zhou Qingfeng to accept all the proposals, General Fedro felt that he was too proud, drank the glass of red wine in one sip, and laughed and left again.

Waiting for the sea view living room, only Zhou Qingfeng and Mirta were left again, the woman immediately took her feet back and cursed angrily: "Victor, why are you so stupid? I took a huge risk to remind you that you even agreed. Do you know that you may be under house arrest when you go to Miami?"

Zhou Qingfeng was also staying for a while before he thought about General Fedro’s proposal again, and finally said aggrievedly: “It was you who used sexual harassment to tease me, which caused me to lose my ability to think, but now I’m blaming me.”

Mirta remembered the feeling that came from her feet just now, and she was a little hot-skinned. But she naturally wouldn't admit it, and immediately said, "No, it's obvious that you men are too lustful, so I didn't harass you."
Chapter completed!