Two Worlds: Snickers Bars for Cow Maids

"Hmm...it's too deep...not there..." A delicate female voice came from the bathroom.

Then came Zhang Luan's deep and magnetic voice: "You're already so wet, and you still say no? Look, I just touched it lightly and it squirted out again."

"Ah! Don't say that... please... it's too embarrassing..." Jindala's crying voice revealed helplessness.

Chapter 236

"Huh? This voice...isn't General Chaka's, and General Chaka isn't that brave." A maid said curiously.

"It's General Zhang Luan. I just saw him go in." Another maid explained in a low voice.

The sound of water in the bathroom suddenly quickened, accompanied by more violent crashing sounds.

"No... This position is too deep... It will break..." Jindala's voice was already mixed with tears and pain.

"It's holding on so tightly inside, your body is really honest." Zhang Luan's voice was playful with a hint of pride, "Look, it's flooded like this again."

"Ah!...There...my brain is going weird..." Jindala's voice had completely lost its sanity.

The maids looked at each other and couldn't help blushing.

"General Zhang is so... awesome." A short and fat maid said enviously.

"That's right. I've eavesdropped at General Chaka's door before, and it always took only a few minutes. But General Zhang has been going on for almost two hours, and he's still so fierce."

"I'm...coming again...please go slower..." Jindala's voice was filled with tears.

"How many times has this happened?" Zhang Luan asked teasingly, "There's even a puddle on the ground."

"Don't say that...ah!...there...you'll die..."

The splashing and banging sounds became more intense, and Jindala's moans became more and more unbridled. The maids looked at each other with blushing faces.

"It seems that she will be unable to get out of bed tonight." The elderly head maid shook her head.

"General Zhang's physical strength..."

"Let's go, let's stop eavesdropping here," the older maid urged. "If we're discovered, we're dead."

Just as the maids were about to leave, they heard another high-pitched groan: "Too fast... That place won't work... It will break... It's already... It's already not working..."

"You still say no? You're biting so tightly down there, it's obvious you like it." Zhang Luan's voice was full of conquest.

The maids blushed and hurried away, leaving only the increasingly intense sounds of water and banging in the bathroom and Jindala's nearly collapsed moans echoing in the corridor.

From time to time, one could hear Zhang Luan's low laughter and teasing words, as well as Jindala's crying voice begging for mercy.

The bathroom was filled with mist, and water vapor filled the air, as if covering the entire space with a hazy veil.

The water in the bathtub was still rippling slightly, splashing on the surrounding tiles, and shimmering an ambiguous luster under the dim light.

Zhang Luan stood naked beside the bathtub, with water droplets slowly sliding down his strong muscles.

He took a deep breath, a satisfied smile on his face: "It feels so good... The anger I had been holding back at Miaomiaoka has finally been released."

Jindala was lying on the edge of the bathtub like a broken doll, with her body on the ground outside the bathtub.

Her long hair lay wet and stuck to her back, like a piece of fine silk, setting off her honey-colored skin.

Her breasts were squeezed and deformed by the edge of the bathtub. The two balls of milk trembled slightly with her weak breathing. The red and swollen bulges stood upright, with teeth marks on them.

Her hands lay limply in the bathtub, her slender fingers seemed to have been drained of all their strength, and could only twitch occasionally with the afterglow.

The slender waist extends downward, outlining an arc that connects to the ravaged red breasts.

Jindala's legs were spread apart as if they were broken, her knees were kneeling on the ground, and her inner thighs were still spasming uncontrollably.

Her swollen lower body kept contracting, and the sticky liquid mixed and flowed down the inside of her thighs.

Her back was also covered with mottled sticky stuff, some of which was half dry, and some was still slowly sliding down her waist, appearing particularly silvery in the dim light.

Zhang Luan admired the ravaged body in front of him, reached out and slapped her hard: "Since you don't want to say it, I won't force you..." His fingers stroked her back, and he watched her trembling weakly with satisfaction.

"But you have to serve me like this every day from now on. It would be a shame not to use such a sensitive body." His voice was filled with a hint of mockery. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, it's hard to believe this is your first time. You can't even close your legs. You must be really looking forward to it!"

Jindala didn't even have the strength to whimper and could only make weak sounds.

Her cheeks were flushed with a sickly color, her eyes were dull, and there was saliva hanging from the corners of her mouth that she hadn't swallowed yet. She looked like an overused toy.

Zhang Luan chuckled and pinched her chin. "Wash yourself clean and don't let me see you with this stuff on you. Remember, from today on, you are my exclusive maid. You must be ready to be used by me at any time until you tell me what I want to know!"

After saying that, he turned and left the bathroom, leaving Jindala alone there, with traces of him all over her body, declaring that she had completely become his plaything.

The sound of her voice and her faint sobs echoed in the bathroom, revealing what had just happened.

Zhang Luan straightened his clothes and casually opened the top two buttons of his shirt, revealing his strong chest.

He walked out of the steamy bathroom with a few drops of water on the ends of his hair.

Chaka had stood at the door at some point, and as soon as he saw Zhang Luan, he immediately put on a flattering smile: "General Zhang, I was just looking for you." Although he was the owner of the manor, he always unconsciously bowed his waist in front of Zhang Luan, appearing a little humble.

The bathroom door slowly closed behind Zhang Luan, and Chaka's eyes swept across the figure vaguely visible through the crack of the door - Jindala's naked back, scattered long hair, and those ambiguous red marks.

Then the door closed completely.

"Is there something?" Zhang Luan asked calmly, with a hint of laziness in his voice after the love affair.

"Ah, it's like this..." Chaka took a few steps closer and lowered his voice, "White Shadow just contacted me and asked to meet at the Siam Garden Hotel in three days. They said a batch of goods will be arriving soon, mainly M416 rifles and anti-personnel mines."

Zhang Luan raised an eyebrow. "Landmines? What are they used for?"

"The Third Northern Battalion of the Government Army," Chaka answered cautiously. "White Shadow said he needs my men to lay mines and then launch a surprise attack. There's an arsenal of government weapons there..."

"This white shadow," Zhang Luan sneered twice, "can even figure out the location of the government army's arsenal. He's really not simple."

Chapter 250 Night Visit to Aisha

"The general seems to be in a good mood," Chaka observed his expression and smiled, then took out a gold-plated key from his arms, "Also, this is a gift I carefully prepared for you, the master key to the manor, which can open all the rooms here!" When he said this, his eyes flashed and there was a bit of flattery in his tone.

When saying these two words, I deliberately emphasized the tone.

Zhang Luan took the key, played with it in his hand for a moment, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips: "So, the entire manor is mine?"

"Yes, yes," Chaka nodded repeatedly, "You can go to any room you want. Feel free to use... anything."

"Okay, I'll accept it!" Zhang Luan put away the key and said, "Let someone prepare dinner. I'm hungry." After saying that, he turned and left.

Chaka watched Zhang Luan's back disappear at the end of the corridor, then he breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He really didn't have any ambitions, and he also felt that Zhang Luan didn't trust him very much, so he had to find a way to make him trust him.

Staying alive is important!

After dinner, night fell, Zhang Luan sat alone on the large leather sofa, the light from his mobile phone screen reflecting his angular profile.

Chapter 237

face.

In the video sent by Zheng Guofeng, dozens of drug dealers and leaders of online fraud gangs were taken into police cars, and the scene was spectacular.

"The operation was a success. We arrested 47 suspects, seized 280 kilograms of drugs, and 3.2 million yuan in cash. The higher-ups are very satisfied with this operation!" Zheng Guofeng said during the video call. "Thanks to you, Brother Zhang. I didn't expect Chaka to actually call all his men here. By the way, Brother Zhang, how's it going over there? Is everything going well?"

Zhang Luan looked at the seven- to eight-meter-high living room, the huge crystal chandelier above, and the light music coming from the top-notch speakers. He drank the fine wine from Chaka's collection and said with a smile:

"Everything is going smoothly on my end, and Chaka even took the initiative to report to me about the White Shadow incident."

"White Shadow?" Zheng Guofeng's face darkened as he asked, "Do you know White Shadow's identity?"

"We don't know yet, but we'll know soon," Zhang Luan continued. "White Shadow has arranged to meet Chaka at the Siam Garden Hotel in three days. Would you like to..."

"This White Shadow is just a code name," Zheng Guofeng interrupted. "He's just a middleman. If we catch this White Shadow, there will be others to replace him. There's also a bigger fish above. We must follow the clues and find that person. I'll arrange for someone to pick you up, and I'll have to trouble Brother Zhang to contact the White Shadow first."

At this time, Jindala came over holding on to the wall.

She was only wearing a translucent white shirt, revealing her slender waist and long legs.

It can be seen that she was exhausted by Zhang Luan and has not recovered yet.

Zhang Luan hooked his finger at her. She bit her red lips, hesitated for a moment, and then walked over.

"I understand," Zhang Luan said to the phone, "Then let's contact each other." After hanging up the phone, he pulled Jin Dala onto his lap.

Jindala screamed, her snow-white thighs exposed to the air. She instinctively wanted to close her legs, but Zhang Luan forcefully separated them.

His palm started from the ankle and slowly stroked upwards, causing goose bumps wherever it touched.

"Well... didn't we just do it... why are you..." Jindala bit her lower lip, but her body trembled slightly involuntarily.

When Zhang Luan's palm reached her inner thigh, she suddenly tensed up.

"Didn't I tell you that if you don't tell me what I want to know, you'll have to be prepared to be used by me at any time!"

As Zhang Luan spoke, he unbuttoned her shirt with his big hands, revealing the snow-white breasts underneath.

He gently flicked the two bumps with his fingertips, and Jindala immediately arched her waist and let out a sweet moan.

"It seems your body has already remembered me," Zhang Luan chuckled, increasing the strength of his hand while his other hand reached for her lower body. As soon as he touched that part, Jindala shuddered all over.

"Ah... no... there's still..." Jindala's voice was tearful, and her slender fingers tightly grasped Zhang Luan's sleeve.

The corners of her eyes were red and tears were welling up in her eyes.

Zhang Luan's fingers gently swirled around her lower body, causing Jindala's waist to twist uncontrollably, wanting to avoid him yet also craving more. Her breathing became rapid, and her chest rose and fell violently.

"So are you ready to tell me?" Zhang Luan whispered in her ear and gently bit her earlobe. Jindala shuddered and tears finally fell.

When Zhang Luan's fingers slid into the entrance, Jindala suddenly raised her head, and her slender neck drew a graceful arc.

Her nails dug deep into Zhang Luan's arms, and her whimpers were unbearably sweet.

Zhang Luan could feel her lower body contracting, and every touch elicited a strong reaction. Jindala's body trembled constantly, and her lower abdomen twitched slightly.

"Tell me who sent you," Zhang Luan said, adding more force to his fingers, "Tell me and I'll let you go."

Jindala bit her lips, tears streaming down her face.

She shook her head desperately, even though her body could no longer bear it, she still said: "I just want to make money, no one sent me here!"

"Stubborn woman," Zhang Luan sneered. His fingers gently kneaded the sensitive bulge on Jindala's chest, feeling it grow hard under his fingertips. "You've been teased to this extent and you still refuse to tell the truth?"

Jindala's body trembled violently, her lower body spasming and gushing out continuously. She bit her red lips, trying to suppress her moans, but broken gasps still escaped from her lips.

Her eyes began to blur, her slender waist kept twisting, and her lower abdomen twitched.

Sweat soaked her hair, a few strands stuck to her flushed cheeks, but she still shook her head stubbornly, repeating the words she had said countless times.

Zhang Luan could sense her body's condition—her nipples had become more sensitive, a slight touch causing her entire body to tremble; her lower body was constantly contracting, as if it had reached its limit. If this continued, this body would probably be broken.

He took his hand back: "Go and rest, I'll let you go today."

"Really...really?" Jindala looked at Zhang Luan in disbelief, her body still in his arms.

Her breasts rose and fell with her rapid breathing, and the bulge on top remained upright.

"If you hesitate any longer, I'm afraid I'll change my mind." Zhang Luan opened his mouth and blew gently above her breasts.

This action made her whole body tremble, and the bulge instantly became more erect, as if expecting something.

"I...I'm leaving now!" Jindala hurriedly stood up, but her legs were weak and she could barely stand. She frantically arranged her clothes to cover up the traces of ambiguity.

Holding onto the wall, she moved towards the bedroom step by step. She had to stop and breathe after every step, and the deep contractions in her lower body made her legs even weaker.

It slowly flowed down the inner thighs, leaving crystal-clear traces on the floor.

She had thought she would be tortured all night long, but she hadn't expected him to be so understanding. This gave her a strange feeling, and the blush on her face deepened.

Zhang Luan looked at her embarrassed back, a meaningful smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

This woman's will is stronger than he imagined, but it doesn't matter. He has plenty of time and means to make her speak.

It was late at night and the manor was silent.

Zhang Luan stretched and placed Chaka's notebook on the coffee table.

The computer contains a list of military supplies, military information, deployment maps, etc.

All the military supplies owned by Chaka are scattered among various small forces, and these forces are dependent on Chaka because of his powerful forces.

It is simply impossible to ask them to hand over their weapons.

Chaka's direct troops only had enough weapons and equipment to arm themselves.

It seems that if they want more weapons and equipment, they still have to start from the White Shadow. Of course, Zhang Luan has also prepared a backup plan, which is the support of the big country on Zheng Guofeng's side.