Female boss's personal expert

Chapter 501 Female Guide Sarana
Behind the curtain is the place where the hotel owner rests.

A woman in her 30s was studying with a seven or eight-year-old child. When she saw Battelle come in, she stood up from her chair and said, "Here we come."

Battelle's body flashed, and after signaling Gao Fei to come in, he still said sullenly: "The official departure at one o'clock in the morning, the number of people is unknown, two cars. All expenses have been paid, and the time is not limited."

After saying this nonsensical sentence, Battelle said to Gao Fei again: "You can hurry up and rest, the car will arrive at ten o'clock tonight at the latest."

Gao Fei didn't ask much, just nodded.

Battelle lifted the curtain and walked out.

The proprietress with a vicissitudes on her face looked at her son who was still biting the tip of a pencil and worrying about homework, and when she sat down again, she said lightly: "If you are hungry, there is food at the bedside. If you want to rest, you can sleep at any time. Here it is." .”

On the bed near the bottom of the south wall, there were two messy and semi-old quilts, and some children’s clothes and other messy things. There was a table at the end of the bed with kumiss, clear water in plastic buckets, and boiled leg of lamb, etc. thing.

"Thank you."

Gao Fei didn't find anything strange about this, and after thanking him in a low voice, he sat by the bed, picked up a leg of lamb and gnawed on it.

This village is the closest village to the border of Outer Mongolia. If you walk another three or four kilometers to the north, you will come across a sentry on the border and patrol teams from time to time.

All of this was arranged by James for Gao Fei.

As for what kind of relationship James is in, Gao Fei doesn't care. Lao Zhan calls and pre-books everything he needs. He only needs to eat and rest as soon as he is full before he hits the road at one o'clock in the morning.

After eating a whole leg of lamb, Gao Fei drank half a bag of mare's milk, and then lay down on the bed. He didn't care about the strong fishy smell on the bed, pulled it over and covered his head, and soon he There was a uniform snoring sound.

Gao Fei's obedience to the rules and his free and easy manner caused a flash of surprise in the eyes of the proprietress, but then he started studying with his son again.

Just after midnight, Gao Fei lifted the quilt with his hands as if being woken up, turned over and sat up.

Those who drank in the main room outside, including Battelle, had already left, and there was silence all around. The dim light bulb was still on in this room, and the children studying were gone, but the proprietress, who was in her 30s, was lying on the bedside The position is also sleeping sideways, with a quilt covering his face.

When Gao Fei rubbed his cheeks vigorously with both hands, he heard the voice of the landlady from under the quilt: "There is clear water behind the cabinet at the end of the bed, you can wash your face."

Glancing at the proprietress who sat up afterward, Gao Fei was not surprised that she was sleeping on the same bed as him. He nodded, got out of bed and went to the back of the cabinet, holding the cold water in the washbasin, and vigorously washed his face a few times .

When he stood up, the proprietress spoke again: "Do you still have something to eat? This is for the sake of your good manners, and I gave it to you for nothing, no money."

"Thank you."

Gao Fei pondered for a while, then rubbed his face with his sleeves, picked up two lamb legs, and several generations of mare's milk, and put them into a nylon bag.

The proprietress jumped out of the bed lightly, looked Gao Fei up and down under the dim light, then bent down and took out a cardboard box from under the bed, took out a camouflage uniform from inside, and threw it over: "Your clothes are not suitable Walk in the jungle, put it on."

Before Gao Fei, who was catching the clothes, said anything, the proprietress' left shoulder sank, and the traditional robe she was wearing slipped off, revealing her white chest.

The Mongolian woman's chest is very strong, and she doesn't wear any bras. Two papayas the size of D cups tremble under the light, revealing wildness and health.

Seeing the proprietress take off her clothes suddenly, Gao Fei was stunned for a moment: What does this mean?Do you still want to...

The Mongolian woman said: "Don't think about it, I also want to change clothes."

While talking, the bare-chested woman bent over and sat on the bed, untied her belt, raised her left leg, and pulled down her trousers.

In the blink of an eye, the Mongolian woman appeared in front of Gao Fei naked.

Although this woman's appearance is very ordinary, and her figure is as burly as a mainland man, but her skin is snow-white, with a sense of curve that a burly woman from the mainland does not have, that is, where it should be high and where it should be warped, especially the round pair The legs are full of explosive power that people can't underestimate.

Gao Fei has long heard people say that Mongolian women are very open. If they see a man they like, they can drag him into their yurt. Their awareness of marriage is quite weak, and they don't even know who the father of their child is.

However, he had only heard about it before, but now he saw it with his own eyes-people watched him strip and change clothes, as if he didn't exist at all.

The Mongolian woman shook off the trousers she had taken off, stood up and turned her back to Gao Fei, and stretched out her hands, like a female leopard waking up in the middle of the night, ready to hunt.

Just as Gao Fei was subconsciously staring at the upturned beautiful dolphin, the Mongolian woman said: "My name is Sarana, the guide for this trip, do you have any other questions?"

"Are you a guide?"

Gao Fei really didn't expect that this Mongolian woman, Sarana, would be the guide of this operation. He was stunned for a while and then said: "Oh, there is no doubt."

"Then hurry up and change your clothes. If you are interested in my body, you can discuss it later when you come back."

Sarana said lightly, bent down and picked up the camouflage vest and put it on her head.

Some of Gao Fei's thoughts were exposed, the old man blushed, turned his back, and quickly dragged off his suit and leather shoes.

When he changed into a neat camouflage uniform and turned around, he saw that Sarana had already put it on. He took out a sharp knife from under the pillow at the head of the bed, stuck it in his back, and took out another Camouflage hat, coiled long hair on the head, and put it on.

In the blink of an eye, the Mongolian woman who looked procrastinated just now turned into a dashing army soldier, with extra large eyes and a look of excitement.

Lifting her right foot and wiping her suede boots with a quilt, Sarana quickly walked out of the room.

"It's really true that people can't be judged by their appearance. There are dragons and crouching tigers everywhere in the rivers and lakes."

Gao Fei sighed, and carrying the nylon bag containing the leg of lamb, followed him out of the room to the street outside.

There are few people here, the territory is vast, and the roads are exaggeratedly wide. Four Mercedes-Benz cars with four fronts, four rears and eight rears (an alias for a heavy truck, four wheels in front and eight wheels in the back) are no problem.

Unlike when Gao Fei came last night, the sky at midnight was a comfortable dark blue. The dark clouds had long since dispersed, revealing bright stars, but the night wind was very cold.

Two large dark green Mitsubishi off-road vehicles were parked on both sides of the door of the Sarana Hotel, like two monsters squatting quietly.

Sarana walked up to a car, opened the back door and said, "Put your things in the car. If it's cold, I suggest you run a couple of laps to warm up, but don't run too far. It won't take long. It's time for your men to arrive."

Gao Fei shook his head: "Forget it, I don't need to warm up - do you have any cigarettes?"

Sarana bent down and got into the car, waited for a while and jumped out, with an extra pack of cigarettes in her hand. After tearing open the package, she took one in her mouth, lit it, and then threw it to Gao Fei.

This is a local cigarette produced in Inner Mongolia. It tastes terrible, spicy and has a peculiar smell. After taking a hard puff, it will make your throat feel hot, as if you put chili in it.

But for heavy smokers, it's better than nothing.

Sarana leaned on the car door, crossed her arms with her hands and looked up and down at Gao Fei, her eyes shining brightly under the starlight.

Gao Fei was not used to being stared at by a woman who looked very savage, but he couldn't say anything, just smoking silently.

"What's your name?"

The half of the cigarette on Sarana's mouth trembled up and down. It could be seen that she was a veteran smoker, and she didn't even need to take it off to speak.

Gao Fei pondered for a moment before saying, "Gao Fei."

"Goofy? Well, it's a vulgar name, but it's easy to remember."

Sarana finally took the cigarette from her mouth, held it between the fingers of her right hand, and tapped Gao Fei: "If you are interested in playing, can you guarantee that I will be satisfied within 15 minutes? Just on the front of the car." gone."

Gao Fei was taken aback: "What are you playing?"

Sarana said lightly: "What can a man and a woman play together?"

It was only then that Gao Fei understood what she was talking about. He couldn't laugh or cry, he shook his head and said, "I'm not interested—oh, I mean, I'm not in the mood."

"Not in the mood? Then when you were changing clothes just now, you were still staring at me in a daze. Huh, you Han people are hypocritical. You clearly think in your heart, but you dare not do it, or even say it."

Sarana snorted coldly, ignored him, walked to the front of the car, and sat on it.

The night wind blows, blowing the large camouflage uniform, making a soft hunting sound.

Looking at this frank, or barbaric woman, Gao Fei was a little at a loss, and he didn't know where his usual eloquence had gone. Finally, he found an excuse: my buddy is a civilized person...

When Gao Fei lit the second cigarette, he saw two faint lights on the road far to the south.

Sarana's legs were wandering, and she kicked the tire with the heel of her leather boots: "Your men are here."

Gao Fei took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It is now 12:30 midnight.

When the two dim lights gradually turned into two headlights, Gao Fei suddenly looked at Sarana and said, "Actually, you don't have to go - don't worry, I will still pay the money that should be paid." of."

Sarana jumped off the front of the car, walked up to Gao Fei, almost face to face with him: "Why?"

Gao Fei was very unaccustomed to the aura of a Mongolian woman, subconsciously took two steps back, and said, "You still have children, and this hotel needs to be taken care of."

Sarana smiled, her teeth were straightened in the night, and she was white and glowing with white porcelain: "Since I took your money, I have to do what I should do for you. If I die over there, my child Never mind, because he can already take care of himself."

Gao Fei frowned and asked, "How old is he?"

Sarana replied softly: "Little Uli is already eight years old, he is like a sea Dongqing that has just been released, and he can break out of his own world."

The eight-year-old was placed in the mainland, and it was the age when he acted like a baby in the arms of his parents and clamored for toys such as Transformers and Barbie dolls, but here, he was regarded by his mother as a man who could live independently.

It's no wonder that the Mongols were able to conquer such a large piece of the world. This has a lot to do with the way they educate their children and the cruel living environment.

Woo, woo!

With the sound of a powerful motor, a small minibus rushed over with a roar, and came to a place three or four meters in front of Sarana, before slamming on the brakes.

(End of this chapter)