What brand of bed is this? It smells so fragrant! So soft! So elastic! I have never slept in such a comfortable bed since I was a child. ◇↓

Chen Dao wanted to open his eyes, but found that his eyelids weighed more than a thousand pounds and could not lift them even with all his strength.

Chen Dao wanted to raise his hand, but found that he couldn't find where his arm was.

He wanted to open his mouth to speak, but he felt like the Sahara Desert was burning and dry and painful in his throat. No matter how hard he tried, he could not make any sound.

"Heinz, what do you want?" The sound of nature sounded in Chen Dao's ears.

Chen Dao's mouth opened again and again, but only made a series of meaningless notes.

"Heinz, what did you say? Just louder." The sound of nature sounded again.

Chen Dao closed his eyes and mobilized every cell in his body to perform his skills together. The powerful skill gathered along every meridian in his body to his throat, condensing into a shocking "liu roar".

"water......"

After a moment, a clear spring flowed into Chen Dao's mouth, moistening his dry throat.

The most common cold boiled water was like a rain in Chen Dao's mouth at this time. He greedily sucked every drop of life water flowing into his mouth and watered his dry body. Unexpectedly, he drank too violently, exceeding the maximum flow that his throat could accept.

The throat immediately protested against overload operation, and without Chen Dao's permission, he diverted floods to the workers on the side to comrades' tracheal side to relieve work pressure.

"Cough cough cough..." A violent cough echoed indoors.

The nourishment of the rain and the violent cough restored Chen Dao's body a little vitality.

The missing arm was found, and the language function was slightly replied, and the weight of the eyelids dropped from a thousand kilograms to a hundred kilograms. Still can't be opened.

Half asleep and half awake, Chen Dao found a hand gently rubbing his face.

The movements of that hand were very gentle and very careful, as if he was stroking his lover.

Chen Dao thought about his situation in a daze.

Whose salty hand is eating my tofu? Where is this place?

Serial scenes flashed in front of Chen Dao's eyes.

Adron Hotel... Restaurant... Zhukov... Wine-making...

Countless pieces of memory flew to Chen Dao's eyes, and condensed into a figure full of masculine aura like a puzzle.

Chen Dao was immediately furious when he saw the rough man wearing a green military uniform and a green military cap, stroking his face ambiguously.

Zhukov, you cuckold guy dares to harass this bandit, and you will be heartbroken by killing me.

Chen Dao raised his right hand, pinched a tiger claw, and grabbed Zhukov's chest with a thunderous force. He hit Zhukov's chest.

"Ah..." The shrill scream almost pierced Chen Dao's eardrum.

A huge force surged, and Chen Dao felt his body being thrown out.

Humph! Unexpectedly, Zhukov looked very manly and screamed like a woman.

However, the chest muscles are very developed, have good feel and elastic. It seems that they are often exercised, but they are still defeated by this bandit in one move.

Chen Dao raised his right hand that had just made great efforts, pinched it in front of him for a few times, and carefully savored the shocking blow that was full of anger just now.

Chen Dao's eyes turned and found that he could open his eyes.

Look at the decorations around the interior. It is very strange, not at home or in a hotel, it seems to be a guest room of someone.

Chen Dao was stunned for a moment, and his face suddenly became strange.

After lifting the quilt, Chen Dao looked at his **.

This cold and wet feeling and the familiar pleasure, I actually shamelessly fired the gun.

Who can understand the troubles of older single young men?

Chen Dao rubbed his swelling temples and sighed speechlessly.

It’s not my own home, there is no change of clothes, Chen Dao can only get up and dress in the very insignificant **.

Walking out of the bedroom, Chen Dao saw a middle-aged man wearing a waiter standing in front of the door.

"General Rosen, please come with me, the bathroom is here."

Chen Dao looked at the attendant's service and asked in surprise: "This is the Prime Minister's Mansion? How could I be here?"

The waiter said respectfully: "It was the head of state who brought you back. You seem to be drinking too much, General."

Chen Dao said lightly and followed the waiter to the bathroom.

As soon as his left foot stepped into the bathroom, Chen Dao suddenly remembered something.

"Who was in my room just now?"

A smile flashed in the middle-aged male servant's eyes, and then he said seriously with a stern face: "I've just been here, I don't know."

Chen Dao nodded and turned to the bathroom, washing in front of the mirror while recalling the story of last night.

He toasted Zhukov. After finishing a drink, the guy actually wanted to have a good thing and had another drink. He seemed to have done it with him.

After two glasses, I drank white wine with Zhukov in the bold style of drinking beer, and then...and appeared in the Prime Minister's Office.

So, did you lose?

The first round of battle with Zhukov actually failed! And it was so shameful in that kind of public place! It was embarrassing to the international community.

After washing up, Chen Dao followed the waiter to the restaurant.

My mind is really getting drunk. I don’t compare my IQ with the Russians, and I have to compare drinking with them.

After drinking two glasses of wine, my mind became hot, which violated the principle of fighting against the real and striking the weak. It seemed that I was still too young and had not practiced enough.

Hitler's voice interrupted Chen Dao's self-blame.

"Heinz, you're up."

In the restaurant, Hitler sat on the main seat of the dining table, Margaret was sitting on his right hand, and the two were having breakfast.

Chen Dao greeted the two of them one after another. Hitler smiled and nodded, but Margaret gave him a blank look, making Chen Dao confused for a moment.

At Hitler's greeting, Chen Dao sat on Hitler's left hand.

"Do you remember what happened yesterday?" Hitler asked with concern.

Chen Dao said righteously: "I know, for the sake of the head of state and for the great Germany, I have drunk high."

"Puff."

Chen Dao saw Margaret opposite him turn his head and smile shinyly.

Hitler was also infected by Margaret's emotions and laughed.

"How was the battle yesterday?" Chen Dao asked.

"We fought an annihilation battle with our superior forces." Lao Xi seemed in a good mood and joked with Chen Dao.

"How is our casualties?" Chen Dao asked.

"For the great Germany, our deputy head of state, the Minister of Foreign Affairs, the Minister of Propaganda, and you, Glory fell under the table and was carried out of the battlefield. The Adron Hotel is closer to the Prime Minister's Office, so I will send you here, so that it will be convenient for you to take care of you nearby." Hitler said and glanced at Margaret.

Margaret didn't raise her head, and quickly finished the remaining food on the plate and stood up to say goodbye to the two, but was stopped by Hitler.

Margaret turned around and asked Hitler with her eyes.

"Margaret, I heard you scream before breakfast. What's wrong?" Hitler asked with a smile.

Chen Dao saw two red clouds rising on Margaret’s cheeks, which were particularly conspicuous against the backdrop of fair skin.

"Neither of you are good people." Margaret stomped her feet proudly, glared at them, twisted her body and walked out of the restaurant swayingly.

"In the morning, I asked Margaret to visit if you got up and wanted to create a chance for you two to be alone. Who knew she ran out of your room screaming and said, what did you do to her?" Hitler asked with a smile.

Lao Xi’s smile is very ambiguous and very interesting.

Chen Dao remembered the morning scene and was immediately under a lot of pressure...

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Chapter completed!