The non-commissioned officer's tsk sounded, which caused a burst of laughter from his colleagues.

"Come on, stop dreaming! Our mission is to ensure the safety of the Major General, not to drool here."

"...Well, I just think about it."

"Don't think about it! He is a newly promoted major general of the aviation army. I think we should not go back to the car and wait, and ask the administrator to ask for a sofa or something to watch here: Hehe... Do you think Major General, can he get off tonight?"

"I think it's so bad, haha! Let's wait here, and I'm very satisfied if I can get a signature photo of Lyudmira."

"Don't be discouraged, Maxim; I think you can also apply to the frontline fighter jet regiment; if you can capture so many enemy aircraft, then Lyudmira might also like you!"

"What a joke? I can't do it even if I have three heads and six arms...... He is simply a god-like existence!"

Thinking of Long Yun's amazing record, the non-commissioned officer named Maxim looked shaking and stuck out his tongue in an exaggerated way:

"Good, the god of killing in the air is even more powerful than Kuori Dubu..."

Just as the non-commissioned officers were chatting and joking, they envied the jealous major general of the aviation army: Victor Rezenov, but their emotions were extremely complicated at this time.

Just now, I walked out of the elevator and came to the apartment corridor. I saw a flash of people around the corner. Long Yun did not need to use consciousness to snoop. He also knew that it was the KGB agent who was surrounded by the high-end apartment where Lyudmira lived. These agents were supposed to be protecting (and perhaps surveillance? This is unknown). Lyudmira, now seeing him coming, probably because she was informed, she deliberately avoided it. As for the agents who followed him, they were now distributed in the car at the front and back doors of the apartment. Thinking that his actions alone would involve so many people being busy, he felt a little disgusted.

Under such complete protection, now being "kidnapping" by Lyudmila who was holding his arms. Although Long Yun was still a little confused and struggling, he also had a faint sense of vague awareness: this long-loving "lover" brought him back to his apartment, of course he would not sit upright and talk to him about his life ideals.

Entering the apartment gate, right in the living room of the tidy suite, Long Yun looked at Lyudmila who was covering the door with a complicated mood. The silver off-shoulder skirt on her body was very exquisitely cut. From behind, the woman's slim figure was also visible.

At this moment, reason reminded Long Yun not to just enjoy the tempting beauty, and also to consider the doubts he had traveled through time; thinking that Lyudmila in front of him was undoubtedly Victor Rezenov's lover, and for the first time he had met a person who had a close relationship with Victor for so long, it should be said that this is an excellent breakthrough to solve the many mysteries in his heart.

Is it a great breakthrough...

In the living room, she was a little helpless and picked up a glass of water that Lyudmila gave him. Long Yun thought for a moment and felt that it was not that simple: Although this Lyudmila Pavlyuchenko was Victor's lover, they had obviously not met for several months, or even contacted each other. In other words, she probably knew nothing about what happened during that critical period when Victor encountered an accident on the Polish frontline - that is, the moment when Long Yun crossed through time.

Long Yun, who had always been decisive, couldn't make any decision at this time; after a long time of struggle, he put on his nightgown and walked out of the misty bathroom. While wiping his hair with a towel and thinking about what to do next, he looked at the bedroom casually-

Long Yun was shocked on the spot in an instant.

Under the soft light, Lyudmira, with a graceful figure, no longer wore a simple white nightgown, but instead changed into a shiny off-shoulder silk skirt; her slender and fair arms were hooked around her neck, and her long hair was casually folded up, and her delicate and perfect face was filled with a charming smile.

What are you going to do? Why do you still wear it so formally after taking a shower?

Seeing Long Yun dazed at the door, Lyudmila put down the empty goblet in her hand and gently leaned against the edge of the bed. With the slowly pulled up skirt, the slender legs on the silver-white high heels showed the faint luster of high-end stockings, revealing the perfect lines unique to women. Swaying her toes lightly, Lyudmila supported her jaw with the back of her hand, and in an elegant and bloody posture, she sent an irresistible invitation to Long Yun.

Seeing such a tempting scene, Long Yun felt his blood pressure rise, and his heart was beating wildly.

What's going on in this situation-

"Come on, Victor...you have ever said you like to see someone like this the most..."

Two steps forward without being controlled by consciousness, Long Yun tried to remind himself that it was not him who wanted to fall in love with him, but Victor Rezenov!

But... a terrible thought of losing control suddenly flashed:

Is it him or Victor, what is the difference at this time? Or... what is the difference?

Long Yun, who had just begun to think, was pulled by Lyudmila and pulled her wrist to the bed. When she pushed her half and half, she was already wrapped around her body by the thirsty woman.

Perhaps it was the excitement caused by red wine. Lyudmira, whose face was red, pushed away Long Yun's arm and threw herself on the man's solid chest; the unique smell of women was a faint perfume smell. Long Yun, who had never experienced this, was a little confused for a moment. He tried to push the body in his arms, but hesitated for a moment because of the smooth touch of the silk long skirt.

"Liu Da...you are-"

Regardless of Long Yun's call, Lyudmira seemed to have entered a state of complete confusion. She pushed Long Yun, who was caught off guard, and then leaned over and gently pressed him up.

Lying on the deep mattress, Lyndmila's soft body, Long Yun was simply unimaginable, but he had enough strength but could not do it at all; the young woman's beautiful face was shaking in front of her eyes, and her pupils enlarged due to excitement showed a fatal seduction of soul-catching temptation, mixed with the narrow breathing of the woman, and Long Yun felt that his reason was quickly retreating.

Trying to make the last effort, Long Yun reached out to push away the warm body of his body, but he pulled up the silky skirt of the woman because of the push; a smooth touch came from his palm, Long Yun realized that Lyudmira's lower body was no longer blocked, and his smooth thighs wrapped in stockings were rubbing his skin-

Deep in consciousness, something seemed to collapse and dissipate in an instant.

Long Yun's last thought was that he had fallen into the whirlpool of desire and could only rely on his instinct to struggle with his instinct!
Chapter completed!