Rebirth of India: Superior

"Boss, you've already ejaculated four times tonight. You really can't do it again, otherwise it will hurt your body!" Kabaeva gently dissuaded her. `

Shakru, with a frosty look on his face, shook his head and refused: "No, I won't sleep tonight. I have to wait till dawn. Fenna, bring me another special effects pill, Will!"

Mustafina shook her little head quickly and replied firmly: "No, you have already eaten three pills. You really can't eat any more. Otherwise, if you are exhausted, then they will have to go back to Bova." You can't kill me. Boss, what kind of blow did you encounter tonight? Did some beauty reject you?" Mustafina asked cautiously.

Shaklu thought, just the opposite of what you guessed. I was the one who rejected others tonight, but what should I say about this matter? I can’t say it without making people laugh to death. No, tonight I must thoroughly prove that I am A man, a real man!

Facing the stubborn Shakru, Mustafina and Kabaeva looked at each other helplessly, and then seemed to be exchanging opinions silently. In the end, Kabaeva nodded slightly, and Mustafina acted coquettishly. He threw himself into Shakru's arms, and then took advantage of him to hit him on the neck with a knife. Shakru suddenly fainted. 8 novel`

Mustafina and Kabaeva gently put Shakru on the bed and covered him with quilt, while murmuring: "Boss, don't blame me, I am doing this for your own good. At worst, I will not return to New Delhi when I return to New Delhi." I’ll make you a beautiful dog and let you do whatever you want!”

Kabaeva put her hand on Mustafina's shoulder and said: "Fena, don't worry, I will accompany you to make a beautiful dog when you go back. But tell me, what happened to the boss tonight?" ? No matter how we asked him, he didn't say anything."

"It must be something extremely embarrassing for him, and it has to do with women. Otherwise, the boss's temper would not have become so weird, and he would keep doing it even though he was obviously not interested. But the problem is that this should be the boss's first time. How could he encounter something embarrassing when he came to Amsterdam? Could it be that he met some acquaintance here?" Mustafina analyzed.

Kabaeva agreed and said: "Well, I also think that I must have met someone I know, otherwise he would not have let us follow him tonight and go out alone. At first, we thought the boss was going to the canal to look at the beauties in the window. That's why we are not allowed to follow. Now it seems absolutely No, the boss has a lot of money, and those women are too late to fawn over him. How could they embarrass him? So she is definitely a woman that the boss has not caught up with. Oh, by the way, could it be the one we met in Rome? Miss Gong from China?”

Mustafina shook her head and said: "It's definitely not her. There's something you don't know. When we were previewing "Raise the Red Lantern" in the theater that day, the two of them sneaked into the bathroom and had a fierce fight. It’s hard to imagine that I blushed a little when I heard that voice. “Think about it, Miss Gong has already done this to her boss, how could she be willing to embarrass him?”

Kabaeva immediately said unhappily and loudly: "You Fenna, you didn't tell me such an exciting thing."

"Can you blame me? It's not convenient to talk about this kind of thing when the boss is here. Finally, the boss is not here tonight, but you are busy watching "People", how can I have the chance to tell you?" Mustafina defended .

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"Mr. Pandit, did you not have a good rest last night? You have dark circles under your eyes!" Old Bergkamp asked with concern.

Shakru looked unnatural and replied: "Oh, it's nothing, I just slept a little late."

"It just so happens that we have this tomato dace soup today. You should drink a few more bowls to make up for it. Just now I thought you ate so little because today's dish didn't suit your appetite. It turned out to be because you had a rest. The reason is that." Old Bergkamp said while enthusiastically helping Shakru fill the soup.

"Well, I'm really not used to this kind of Cantonese food." Shakru said with some embarrassment.

Old Bergkamp asked: "Hey, didn't you say you particularly like Chinese food? This is the most authentic Chinese restaurant in Amsterdam."

Shakru explained: "It is indeed very authentic here, but China's food culture is extensive and profound, with many schools. I prefer Shandong cuisine and Northeastern food, but I don't like Cantonese food very much. By the way, Mr. Lao Bing Prince, Where are you going to take us later?”

Old Bergkamp thought for a moment and then said: "Today we will go to the museum and the Van Gogh Museum, and tomorrow we will go to the Royal Palace and Windmill Village. As for the canal, which is a must-have in all travel brochures, there is actually nothing to see, because in Amsterdam , there are canals everywhere, and the display windows on both sides of the canal, it is better for you to go shopping by yourself, but I must remind you that if you are really interested, you can bring the window beauties to the hotel, tens of millions of dollars Don't go to her room, because it's too small for your imagination. Also, don't go into the nearby coffee shops and bars, because many coffee shops in Amsterdam don't sell coffee, but it's hard for outsiders to tell the difference. Come out." Then after taking a look at Mustafina and Kabaeva, he continued: "There are some bars where ladies are not welcome. Well, I guess you won't have Mr. Pandit there either. interest."

Although what Bergkamp said was very obscure, Shakru completely understood what he meant because of the special experience last night. He just complained in his heart, why didn't you tell me these things yesterday, which made me have a night that was almost like a nightmare.

Shakru originally thought that Bergkamp would take him to a serious museum such as the Rijksmuseum or the Van Gogh Art Institute in Amsterdam, but he didn't expect that he would take everyone to the Amsterdam Sex Museum located in the bustling Central Street Station.

This central street is also called Dankla Street. It is full of restaurants, bars, foreign exchange offices, tourists gather, and various languages ​​​​are intertwined. In the midst of the noise, there is an inconspicuous gate that is constantly crowded with people all year round. This is the famous Sex Museum in Amsterdam (色xmu色um), which is also the world's unique collection of sexual culture.

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