Two Worlds: Snickers Bars for Cow Maids

She stretched herself. She had fallen asleep last night somehow. She hadn't dreamed, but her temples still ached slightly.

The sunlight poured into the room through the curtains she had opened, shining on her slightly chubby face.

Strange noises coming from the corridor caught her attention. The gurgling sound of water and suppressed moans piqued her curiosity.

She tiptoed to the door and gently pushed it open a crack.

The sight before her made her eyes widen instantly: Zhang Luan's naked body stood in the middle of the corridor, his strong chest and abdominal muscles outlining perfect lines in the morning light. His large hand pressed on the back of Jindala's head, controlling her movements.

Jindala knelt on the ground, holding Zhang Luan's strong thighs with both hands, and moved his head quickly towards Zhang Luan's lower body.

"Oh, big brother is not wearing any clothes!" Miaomiaoka exclaimed, and her innocent little face instantly turned red.

She had never seen a man before, and Zhang Luan's perfect figure made her unable to take her eyes away. From his broad shoulders to his tight waist and abdomen, to his slender legs, every inch of muscle exuded masculine charm.

A strange feeling she had never experienced before surged in the girl's heart. She felt her heart beating faster, her breathing became rapid, and her soft chest rose and fell with her breathing.

Although she didn't quite understand what was happening, the scene was deeply imprinted in her mind, making her both shy and inexplicably excited.

"Oh, it's Miaomiaoka!" Zhang Luan greeted calmly, not caring about his naked state at all. Instead, he pressed the back of Jindala's head even harder.

When Jindala heard the young lady's voice, she trembled with shame. She slapped Zhang Luan's thighs with both hands to stop him, but he was firmly controlled.

"Big Brother, what are you doing?" Miaomiaoka asked innocently, her shoulder-length hair swaying gently as she moved. She looked back and forth between the two of them with curious eyes. She was wearing pink satin pajamas, which made her skin look even whiter.

"It's nothing. Go back to your room first and I'll explain to you later." Zhang Luan's voice was a little hoarse and his breathing was a little rapid.

Miaomiaoka nodded obediently and turned back to the room.

But the sound of water and groaning in the corridor not only did not stop, but became more rapid.

The gurgling sounds were mixed with Zhang Luan's increasingly heavy breathing. Suddenly, there was a low groan, followed by Jindala's rapid swallowing and slight cough.

When Miaomiaoka pushed the door open again, Zhang Luan and Jindala were already standing separately.

Jindala turned his back to the door, breathing rapidly, his slender fingers constantly wiping the corners of his mouth and chin.

Her maid outfit was a little messy, her honey-colored skin was flushed, and her legs were still trembling slightly, as if she had just experienced something intense.

"Big brother, can you tell me now?" Miaomiaoka asked impatiently, her clear eyes full of curiosity.

"You have to wait until I get dressed!" Zhang Luan chuckled, a hint of satisfaction in his tone. "I'll tell you after breakfast! Also, your mother had something to do last night and just fell asleep. Don't disturb her! Okay?"

"Okay, got it!" Miaomiaoka nodded obediently in response.

On weekdays at home, she is always willful and spoiled like a little princess, but in front of Zhang Luan she appears to be particularly obedient.

Perhaps it was because Zhang Luan studied Chinese closely with her yesterday that she felt closer to and more trusting of this man.

After Miaomiaoka returned to the room, Zhang Luan walked into his room with brisk steps.

Jindala hesitated for a moment at the door, the lingering blush on her face still not fading.

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Finally, he followed her in and closed the door gently.

Jindala began to help Zhang Luan dress, picking up the neatly folded floral shirt and tube skirt - the most common traditional clothing in Myanmar.

When she squatted down to help Zhang Luan put on his underwear, the huge thing that she had just sucked rubbed against her cheek restlessly. However, after experiencing the intimate contact just now, she was not as shy as before, but her ears were slightly red.

"General, if you have nothing else, I'll be leaving first." Jindala straightened her clothes, bowed slightly, and prepared to leave. Her voice was still a little hoarse.

"Wait!" Zhang Luan suddenly called out to her.

This sound made Jindala shudder. Instinctively, she looked towards the large bed in the room, her heartbeat suddenly accelerating. She secretly wondered if Zhang Luan wanted more...

"Here's a thousand dollars," Zhang Luan pulled a wad of bills from his wallet. "Aren't you here to make money? Give it to your family."

"So many!?" Jindala opened her eyes wide in surprise, and her slender fingers trembled slightly.

In economically backward Myanmar, the average person's monthly income is only 200,000 Myanmar Kyats, equivalent to over 100 US dollars.

Even working at a high-end place like Chaka Manor, her monthly salary was only two hundred dollars.

The money Zhang Luan gave her at this moment was equivalent to half a year's salary.

"You reap what you sow. This is what you deserve!" Zhang Luan smiled meaningfully, his eyes sweeping across Jindala's slightly tired face.

This sentence reminded Jindala of the memory in the bathroom last night, and she couldn't help blushing, but she quickly put the money away and carefully put it into the pocket of her maid outfit.

"Thank you, General!" She bowed slightly, her voice filled with deep gratitude.

This money is undoubtedly a timely help to her family and can solve many urgent needs.

"Also, I'll give you a day off today. Come serve me in the evening!" Zhang Luan leaned lazily against the head of the bed, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, thank you, General!" Jindala finally showed a relaxed smile, with joy written all over his eyes and eyebrows.

She turned and left lightly, her skirt drawing a graceful arc in the air.

Zhang Luan stood by the second-floor window, watching Jindala change out of her maid outfit and into a simple floral dress. She happily skipped toward the manor gate, her skirt fluttering with each step, looking particularly youthful and lively.

After making sure Jindala was some distance away, Zhang Luan easily climbed out of the window. For him, who had been training for years, the height of the second floor was nothing.

He landed firmly on the ground with both feet, then quickly followed Jindala's direction, always keeping a certain distance from her.

Zhang Luan followed Jindala to the market, which is one of the busiest markets in the area.

The streets are lined with various stalls and are bustling with people coming and going.

Jindala stopped in front of a jewelry store and her eyes fell on a silver necklace in the window.

"What a beautiful necklace..." Jindala murmured softly, walked into the store, picked up the necklace, and gestured in front of the mirror.

The silver chain shimmered softly on her honey-colored neck, making her look bright and charming.

"This necklace suits you very well. It's only 20,000 Kyats, what a bargain!"

The shop owner missed the opportunity to praise.

"Twenty thousand Myanmar Kyats?!" Jindala carefully put the necklace back to its original place, turned around and left the jewelry store without looking back.

Then she went to the pharmacy and bought some antipyretics and anti-inflammatory drugs.

Finally, he quickened his pace and walked towards the slums on the edge of the city.

Zhang Luan was about to catch up when he suddenly noticed something strange around him - a few passers-by who seemed to be strolling around. Although they were wearing casual clothes, from their upright posture and alert eyes, it was obvious that they were people who had received military training.

They were scattered in every corner, following Jindala all the time.

"Could they be government soldiers?" Zhang Luan narrowed his eyes, flashed, and climbed onto the roof nearby with ease.

He took cover of the eaves and moved silently between the roofs, following Jindala to the roof of her house.

Through the gap in the roof where air was leaking, Zhang Luan could clearly see the situation inside the house.

A thin girl was lying in bed with a high fever, and Jindala's mother was taking care of her. At this time, Jindala walked into the house and put the medicine she bought on the table.

"Mom, I brought the medicine." Before Jindala finished speaking, the door was pushed open and a middle-aged man in military uniform strode in.

"Report the situation." The man said coldly.

"I... I have already entered Chaka Manor, and recently a second-in-command has come to the manor. Chaka seems to trust him very much. If I want to get close to Chaka, I'm afraid it will take me some time..." Jindala lowered his head, his voice trembling.

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"Second in command? What second in command? Why have I never heard of Chaka having a second in command? You didn't make it up just to take credit for it!" Jindala was about to feed her sister medicine when her wrist was grabbed by the man's big hand. The strength was so great that she couldn't help but frown.

There was a fierce glint in the man's eyes, and he was obviously very concerned about the news.

"I'm not making this up. The man's name is Zhang Luan, and he seems to be from Long Country. Chaka is very afraid of him! It's because of him, otherwise I would have been able to get close to Chaka yesterday!" Jindala explained anxiously, the medicine bowl in his hand trembling slightly, and the potion almost spilled out.

She didn't dare to struggle free, for fear of angering the man in front of her who might hurt her sister at any time.

"Zhang Luan?" The man was startled, then relaxed his grip slightly. As a government intelligence officer, he knew every foreigner of some power in Myanmar, but he had never heard of anyone named Zhang Luan.

This sudden appearance of a mysterious man made him feel uneasy.

"Is that a nickname?" the man continued to ask, staring at Jindala sharply, as if trying to see through her lies.

"I don't know. He just came yesterday. How could I possibly know so much?" Jindala's voice was filled with tears. She glanced at her sister who was moaning in pain on the bed. "Can you let me give my sister the medicine first? I can't run away. Please!"

"Hurry up!" The man finally let go of his hand completely and said coldly.

He stepped aside, crossed his arms, and watched Jindala's every move warily.

Jindala gently lifted her sister's head and carefully fed her the potion.

My sister seemed to be in a trance and was just swallowing instinctively.

After feeding her the medicine, my sister fell into a coma again. Her little face was red and her forehead was hot. It was obvious that she was still running a high fever.

Jindala wiped the sweat from her sister's face with a handkerchief with concern, and a tear slipped down from the corner of her eye.

"Today, the general is going to marry Chakati. Once the two families marry, the deadline for our mission will be not far away. If you fail to complete the mission, you know the consequences!" The man said, pulling out a black pistol from his waist.

The metal barrel of the gun shone coldly in the dim room. He put the muzzle of the gun against the little girl's hot face, a cruel sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Ah!" Jindala's mother was so frightened when she saw this scene that she trembled all over. After a scream, her legs could no longer support her and she fell heavily to her knees on the ground.

She wanted to rush forward to protect her daughter, but was pinned to the spot by the man's sharp gaze.

"Put your gun away, you scared my family!" Jindala stood up suddenly, with an unprecedented anger flashing in his eyes.

She is usually docile, but now she is like a lioness protecting her cubs, exuding a dangerous aura.

Obviously, family is her last line of defense.

"We train you because you are useful. We protect your family because you are useful. If one day we find that you are useless..." The man did not put away the gun immediately. Instead, he gently rubbed the cold muzzle of the gun against the little girl's cracked lips, as if he was playing with a toy.

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Only when he saw the rage in Jindala's eyes was about to burst out of control did he slowly retract the pistol and threatened in a cold tone: "You know the consequences very well!"

"I understand!" When Jindala saw the man finally put away his gun, his tense body relaxed a little and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

She squatted down, helped her mother up from the ground, and comforted her softly.

"Find a way to get me some photos of Luan, and I'll send someone to check his background!" The man straightened his uniform and gave the order again.

Zhang Luan heard it clearly on the roof, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

It is disgusting that this government soldier had the audacity to threaten a defenceless girl and her seriously ill sister.

However, from their conversation, Zhang Luan also realized that things seemed to be more complicated than he had imagined.

"I understand!" Jindala replied in a low voice, but his eyes looked at his sister on the bed reluctantly.

"Now that you know, why don't you go back quickly?!" the man asked impatiently, with an obvious threat in his tone.

"I... I have the day off today, and I want to spend more time with my mother and sister!" Jindala's eyes instantly reddened, her voice choking with sobs. She knew her family was in the hands of the enemy, leaving no room for negotiation. All she could do was beg humbly. Her usually bright eyes were now misty, yet she stubbornly resisted the tears.

"We're here, don't worry. Just do what you need to do. You'll have plenty of time to spend with them later!" The man sneered, then stood up from his chair and straightened his uniform. His words sounded comforting, but in reality, they were filled with threats.

At that moment, the shabby wooden door was opened from the outside. Two plainclothes officers stood at the door, signaling Jindala to leave immediately. The sunlight leaked in through the crack in the door, making this poor home seem even darker.

"Mom, take care. Here's $1,000. I earned it. Use it to get your sister treated by the best doctor!" Jindala quickly stuffed the $1,000 Zhang Luan had given her into her mother's hands, fearing the man would discover the source of the money. She spoke nervously, her voice filled with undisguised anxiety.

"I know. You have to be careful too!" The mother's trembling hands gently stroked her daughter's face, her eyes filled with reluctance and worry. She wanted to say more, but dared not say more under the man's cold gaze.

"Don't worry, I've been trained. I'll be fine!" Jindala fought back tears and forced a smile. She knew she had to appear strong and not make her mother worry even more.

Amid the man's impatient urging, Jindala took one last look at her comatose sister and quickly left this oppressive home. Her back looked particularly thin in the sunlight, but she still stood straight, as if this could give her more courage.

Just as Jindala disappeared from the alley, the man suddenly turned and snatched the $1,000 bill from the woman's trembling hands. He roughly crumpled the bill and stuffed it into his military uniform pocket without mercy, a greedy smile on his face.

"This... this is the money my daughter paid for her sister's medical treatment!" the woman said in a low voice, with a trace of despair in her eyes.

She subconsciously stretched out her hand, wanting to take the money back, but retracted her hand under the man's sharp gaze, shrinking like a frightened rabbit.

"Your daughter's illness is just a cold and fever. She doesn't need so much medicine. Besides, she has bought the medicine. Just take the medicine!" The man curled his lips in disdain, as if he was talking about something insignificant.

After saying that, he turned and strode away, his leather shoes making a harsh sound on the wooden floor, and he walked out of the room without looking back.

"Oh, what a scumbag!" Zhang Luan hid on the roof, watching all this coldly. A hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but he quickly calmed down.

It is easy to kill these people, but the most important thing is to find out the whole story.

If you want to get a large number of weapons, you have to figure out the relationship between Chaka, White Shadow, and the government forces.

After the man's footsteps faded completely, Zhang Luan pulled out a few crisp hundred-dollar bills from his pocket. He rolled them into a small ball and gently dropped them through the crack in the roof.

At this time, the woman was lying beside her little daughter's bed, crying silently, her tears wetting the sheets.