Chapter 182 The lingering sound

After some discussion, the mother and daughter finally chose a gold bracelet for Shen Jianan's girlfriend, which was a style suitable for young people.

When paying, Shen Tinglan looked at the bill and couldn't help but smack her lips: "Mom, what a big spender."

Mother Shen smiled gently: “As long as you are well, we as parents will be fine.”

Shen Tinglan had no way to refute these words.

Mom and Dad’s love is always selfless.

Mother Shen was really happy that her daughter had found a good home, and now even her useless son was in love.

Holding Shen Tinglan's hand, he said, "Buy something for Xiaolin, and buy it at the same price later. You can't favor one over the other."

"Mom, Lin Zhizhou doesn't need anything. Don't buy him anything. I won't be jealous."

Mother Shen walked into a men's leather shoe store: "How can that be possible? If he has it, he has it. The ones we bought are different."

"Is buying shoes a bad omen?"

"Kid, I'm not superstitious, so why are you superstitious?"

Finally, I chose a pair of basic black leather shoes for Lin Zhizhou, which cost more than 10,000 yuan.

Hmm…

My mother is the hidden rich woman.

Fortunately, she remembered Lin Zhizhou's shoe size, otherwise it would be difficult to buy it.

After dinner, Shen Tinglan didn't receive any message from Lin Zhizhou, so she sent him one.

No reply for half an hour.

Then, Shen Tinglan went into the'Kua' concubine and lost her mind just to watch.

It was already half past nine in the evening, and Shen Tinglan guessed that Lin Zhizhou would not come back tonight.

I started to look without any scruples, and my phone screen and face became more and more yellow.

When Huang was going through ups and downs, a call from the boss came in without any warning.

Shen Tinglan didn't come back to his senses.

My mind was still a mess, but Mumu had to answer the phone.

"Hey, is the boss busy?"

He said in a low, magnetic voice, "I'm back at the hotel. I'll pick you up right away."

"Ah, you're back?"

There was the sound of a shower in the receiver, so I guessed she was taking a shower.

"What? From your tone, you don't want me to come back." The leader's tone became more serious.

Shen Tinglan smiled foolishly while holding the phone: "No, you heard it wrong, I will come back by myself, wait for me."

"I'll pick you up." Lin Zhizhou repeated.

"I'll drive back soon. Maybe I'll be back before you finish taking a shower." Without giving the boss a chance to speak, he simply hung up the phone.

Lin Zhizhou held the phone and laughed. He was still so busy that people couldn't help but look forward to meeting him just by hearing his voice.

In the past, I would go wherever I went on business trips, but now I have someone in my heart who is concerned about me. No matter where I go, the first thing I think of after work is her.

Thinking about her like crazy. Thinking about everything about her.

Ten minutes later, the sound of water running in the bathroom suddenly stopped.

The man only had the towel wrapped around his lower body and hadn't had time to dry his hair.

The doorbell rang.

The big boss knew she was back, and a smile was already on his face as he took a few steps to open the door.

The door opens.

Not surprisingly, it was the familiar face of a young woman with a beautiful smile.

"Wow, what a surprise, a handsome man coming out of the bath." Shen Tinglan said exaggeratedly, her eyes falling on his wet hair.

I couldn't help but frown: "Why don't you blow-dry your hair again? I told you that if you don't blow-dry your hair before going to bed, you will have a headache later."

Shen Tinglan put the shoe bag in his hand on the coffee table and talked as he walked.

"You sit down first. I'll get the hairdryer and dry your hair first. Have you eaten?"

She walked towards the bedroom, and Lin Zhizhou followed behind her, listening to her caring words.

Her eyes were warm and smiling: "I ate it. I was just about to blow dry my hair when you came back."

Shen Tinglan took the hair dryer and turned around: "It seems that I came back at the right time. My mother brought roasted pig's trotters over yesterday. You were not here, so I helped you eat it."

"Go, sit over there, I'll help you blow it." He pointed to the desk and asked Lin Zhizhou to sit over there.

Lin Zhizhou had a smile on his face since she entered the room. He listened to her and sat upright.

But his hands were not very honest. He grabbed her waist, picked her up and sat her astride his legs.

"Then I'm out of luck. Thanks anyway, Auntie, for your thoughtfulness."

Shen Tinglan rolled her eyes: “How can I blow dry my hair if you hold me like this?”

She wanted to get up, but Lin Zhizhou wouldn't let her. In the end, she just knelt down at his waist, straightened her upper body, turned on the blow dryer, and moved her wrist.

There was some noise, and Shen Tinglan raised her voice: "My mother bought you a pair of shoes."

"Neither Shen Jianan nor I have this kind of treatment. By the way, how's work going? Is it going well?"

The little woman was wearing a slim little black dress today, and her straddling posture gave Lin Zhizhou endless reverie.

The leader had no intention of listening to what she said.

His palms covered the white thighs.

Suddenly he asked, "Is it clean?"

"Ah? What did you say?" Not hearing clearly, Shen Tinglan turned off the hair dryer and asked again: "What did you say just now?"

Lin Zhizhou pushed her down, put his lips on her earlobe, licked it and said, "I said, I miss you very much. Have your relatives left?"

Shen Tinglan held a hair dryer in his hand, and he dodged the bite repeatedly, and lied to him: "Not yet, finish drying your hair first."

Lin Zhizhou reached out and said in a slightly thick voice, "You're lying again."

Shen Tinglan shuddered and said confidently: "Hehe, wait a minute, blow dry your hair first, okay?"

"It won't delay you. Just blow dry your hair..." After saying that, Lin Zhizhou patted her buttocks and said, "Straighten your back and blow dry your hair like you did just now."

Shen Tinglan gritted her teeth, her face covered with a layer of light pink, and said shyly: "Lin Zhizhou, don't..."

"What else?" the leader said hoarsely, "You're lying again. Your mouth is even more deceptive than your body."

The well-proportioned fingers fell in front of her eyes. Shen Tinglan was so angry that she said, "Shameless."

Turn on the hair dryer and use his hand to dry the moisture on it.

Delicate and beautiful.

The leader's dark eyes gradually darkened, and he hugged her to him, and his bony fingers fell back to their original position.

"I'll stop if you blow dry my hair. However, blow drying hair doesn't work on some areas."

Shen Tinglan's mind suddenly exploded, and he chose to follow his heart.

He turned off the hair dryer and threw it away, "Then don't dry your hair, just leave it wet."

She placed her fingers on his shoulders, pressed them, kissed his lips, and actively pressed against the tip of his tongue, kissing him softly and intensely.

In a tone as broken as beads: "Lin Zhizhou... I... miss you... very... much..."

The big boss raised his eyebrows slightly, kissed the little woman, and took the time to respond to her: "What a coincidence, me too."

On the desk.

The flowers in the vase are a little wilted.

The man's well-proportioned fingers held the watering can and tilted it slightly. Water flowed out slowly, and the branches of flowers floated and swayed with the ripples of the water.

The petals are dripping and gorgeous in an instant.

The night is long and dusk is approaching.

There was a wrinkled bath towel on the chair and a hair dryer thrown away casually.

The heavy desk moved from its original position, leaving a mark on the ground that had not been moved for a long time.

Earth-shaking noises and imaginative hums came from the bedroom again.

The lingering sound lasts for three days.