Room 111 in Area B now became Zeng Mishan's resting place.

It's clean and hygienic!

The new cell was fifty square meters, a proper small studio apartment, with no common area.

This is a gift from the warden! Three days of authority.

Zeng Mishan felt the difference the first time he moved in.

It's a new cell, fully decorated, and equipped with all the necessary appliances, and you can move right in.

In addition, an 85-inch OLED flagship TV is quite eye-catching.

On the TV counter, there is a PS5 game console and a bunch of 3A large-scale games.

"God of War", "Red Dead Redemption", "Call of Duty", "Red Alert"... My son said your works will always be masterpieces.

Seeing things reminds him of his son. Looking at these games, he seemed to see again the scene of his son pulling him to play games together.

It’s really funny to think about it. In class, he taught all students to give up playing games, study hard, and focus their time and energy on their studies.

But when it came to him, it was all bullshit. His son actually managed to drag himself down step by step.

At this time, he turned on the TV, haha... there was no Internet connection, so he could only play the stored movies and TV series.

What was this hidden program? Zeng Mishan clicked on it out of curiosity.

Alas...it turns out to be a love movie about life inheritance!

Glancing at the 24-hour surveillance system above his head, Zeng Mishan knew that people who came here could only have a short rest and were not completely free.

After taking off his smelly clothes, Zeng Mishan went into the bathroom.

Taking a hot shower, Zeng Mishan lived a life that most prisoners in Prison No. 79 envied.

He used to have these experiences every day, but only when you lose something can you realize the importance of cherishing it.

"Son, I will definitely come back alive. I will never go abroad again." Standing in front of the wash mirror, Zeng Mishan looked at himself in the mirror. As long as he could see his family, he would spare no effort.

"Mr. Zeng, you've been taking too long in the shower. Come out quickly, I have something to talk to you about." On the sofa in the living room, Alia crossed her legs and swayed them. Her legs were long, pretty, white and smooth.

I only showered for five minutes and you call that long? Zeng Mishan said speechlessly in the bathroom.

Wearing a bathrobe, Zeng Mishan had a very unhappy face. He hadn't taken a shower for three days. He hadn't even wet the soap when he was stopped and asked to take away the bamboo shoots!

In just a short while, Alia changed her clothes. She wore a white shirt on the upper body and a slightly swaying black hip skirt on the lower body. Her hair was permed, fluffy and textured, and amber earrings hung from her earlobes.

Her fair hands, like green onions, were adorned with braided black agate rings, and her fair jade feet were clad in black and gold high heels, revealing her smooth and delicate heels.

Oh my, this leg... is so fucking beautiful. No, no, it hits the old cadre's soft spot.

I really want to challenge my weak spot!

I don’t know if I can handle it.

Holy shit, her feet are so smooth! Like peeled eggs, I really want to play with them!

Can’t look, can’t look, can’t look, I can’t stare anymore…

Take another look... No, no, no, I really can't watch this anymore, this is too awesome...

Zeng Mishan, you are a married man! At the critical moment, Zeng Mishan suppressed his inner energy and finally took his eyes away.

As a person who has been through this, Zeng Mishan has heard an old saying: the times are progressing too fast, all kinds of temptations are emerging one after another, and more and more people are being drained of their bodies by mental exhaustion.

Sitting still and traveling 80,000 miles a day, doing nothing is exhausting. Internal exhaustion makes people feel very tired, because if you think too much, you may not get anything done all day.

Is Alia a woman I can even think about? Do you have any self-awareness? Don't you have any idea of ​​your age?

Eh... Thinking of this, Zeng Mishan felt much more relaxed and successfully dispelled his wild thoughts.

Alas...it would be a shame not to use such good legs to ride a tricycle.

Zeng Mishan, who had regained his composure, never expected that when Alia looked at him again, there was obviously less contempt in her eyes.

He can control his emotions! Alia pursed her lips and said doubtfully.

"Alia, I've seen many beautiful Western women, but you're the most coquettish... and elegant one I've ever seen."

Zeng Mishan tightened his bathrobe and immediately changed his expression. He knew that he couldn't afford to offend the female secretary, so he decided to pretend to be a grandson for the time being.

"Hey!" The uniformed secretary named Alia blinked her beautiful eyes, not taking the compliment seriously. She asked directly, "Can you write me a detailed description of the coffee-making process?"

Although she watched it live, she couldn't remember the complicated process and skillful techniques at all.

Even if the brain knows how to do it, the hands may not be able to do it.

After she finished speaking, she hesitated for a moment, took out a box of cigarettes and threw it to Zeng Mishan: "Here, smoke it."

Is this buying me off?

It’s a pity that Zeng doesn’t smoke!

The warden, who was not currently there, thought for a moment before replying, "Alia, I'm stuck in prison. I don't even know if I'll ever get out alive. I'm really in no mood to teach you."

Alia rolled her eyes at him and said unhappily:

"Mr. Zeng, you yellow people are too cunning. I'm just a secretary. It's meaningless for you to tell me this."

"Why don't you just make me one of your own? Given your status in the warden's heart, I think it should be no problem for you to let a little hostage like me go," Zeng Mishan said.

He needs to try to hug more thighs.

Ailia's bright eyes moved as she looked him up and down: "You think too much. I can't let you go."

After she finished speaking, she hesitated, lifted the corner of her skirt, and hinted, "Mr. Zeng, I can give you an intracranial orgasm, don't you want to change your request?"

Ouch, this is awesome.

Which cadre can withstand such a test?

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