Chapter 59 Special Matters

Someone who is not a good person turned off the screen.

Heartlessly, he picked up the blanket at his feet and put it on his stomach, then closed his eyes again and took a nap.

wait.

I don't know how long it took, the phone in my hand rang again, Shen Tinglan moved quickly and changed his shoes as quickly as possible.

Seeing Wu Lili sleeping soundly next to me, I felt so uncomfortable.

After thinking for three seconds, he quickly ran to Wu Lili's bed and shook her hard to wake her up.

Wu Lili's eyelids were so sleepy that they seemed to be glued shut and she couldn't open them.

He asked dazedly, "What's wrong?"

Shen Tinglan smiled evilly: "Nothing, just telling you that I have to go home, please tell Chief Chen for me."

Wu Lili:…

Shen Tinglan ran out of the entertainment city with difficulty at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

When guy No. 36 saw the guests leave, he went to clean up and found that the lady’s bag was not taken, so he quickly ran out after her.

Wu Lili, who was lying on the bed next door, suddenly opened her eyes.

The mind is extremely clear.

Who else but my boyfriend would come to pick me up at this time?

Shen Tinglan’s mysterious boyfriend?

Then she had to go and take a look.

It must be Secretary Chen.

Still want to hide it from her.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Lili jumped up from the bed.

Following at a trot.

She ran and he chased her, she chased him again, but she couldn't escape even if she had wings.

At the entrance of the entertainment city.

The tall and straight man stood beside the car, with flashing neon lights shining on him, and the dull black was dotted with colorful lights.

The deep face is hidden in the darkness, and the emotions are undistinguishable.

Wherever he went, he looked extraordinary and tough.

A few beautiful women smoking at the entrance of the entertainment city kept their eyes on the man and couldn't take their eyes off him for a long time.

He kept joking and praising, his voice neither too loud nor too soft.

Shen Tinglan, who happened to be jogging out, heard it and couldn't help but frown.

His gaze fell forward.

It was the figure of the great leader waiting, standing straight and stiff as a pine tree.

It is incompatible with the glamorous world of wine, lights and women.

Lin Zhizhou came to pick her up.

Shen Tinglan's heart trembled. No matter when or where, he was always so dazzling, and she always fell in love with him at first sight.

It turns out that love has been so profound without making any sound.

A smile appeared on her face and she walked over quickly.

"Forest--."

"Miss, you forgot to take your bag." The young man interrupted her shout.

Shen Tinglan wanted to step forward and hug the man's arm, but suddenly froze and turned back awkwardly.

Lin Zhizhou took the bag from the young man before her.

At this time.

The young man was not afraid of the big deal and enthusiastically promoted himself: "Madam, if you think my skills are good enough, remember to order me next time. I'm number 36."

In order to build a closer relationship with the client and benefit future sales, she cleverly praised the man next to her: "This is your brother, right? He's really handsome. He came to pick you up so late. What a good brother."

The young man didn't notice that the boss's face was as dark as ink.

Chen Tinglan has regrets but no tears.

Very good, number 36.

I'll remember you.

I thank you.

With a stiff face, he said to the young man, "Thank you."

The young man stopped for a moment, then remembered that there were guests waiting for him, so he said goodbye politely and ran back.

Wu Lili, who was hiding in the dark, only saw a tall figure and couldn't see the face clearly. She was scratching her head anxiously.

Car side.

Shen Tinglan was thinking about how to explain it.

That's not right, what's the explanation?

She was just massaging her feet normally, why was she feeling guilty?

Thinking this way, I feel justified.

His face also became heroic and proud.

"Why, do you want me to carry you up?" The man's voice was deep and calm.

For a moment, she had the illusion that he was a little angry.

I couldn't help but look at his face.

I remained calm and didn't feel anything was wrong.

She withdrew her gaze, turned around, opened the passenger seat, and sat in.

Naturally, she missed the restraint and indulgence hidden in the man's dark eyes.

Lin Zhizhou got in the car.

Without saying a word.

Wu Lili, who was in the dark, used the shining light to see the man in the driver's seat clearly from the front.

Holy crap.

Holy crap.

Holy crap.

Shen Tinglan, she is really awesome.

It turned out to be Lin Zhizhou, the leader of the inspection team.

I really didn't lie to her.

Awesome Klas.

Wu Lili was so shocked that her thighs were swollen.

He squatted there in a strange posture for a long time, unable to come back to his senses.

Shen Tinglan, please accept my three bows.

If he didn't take action, it would be fine, but once he did, he took down the leader of the inspection team who had just entered Jiangcheng.

Our goddess.

Please accept three more bows from believer Wu Lili.

…

Inside the car.

Shen Tinglan kept stealing glances at Lin Zhizhou who was driving.

Everything seems normal.

I started to have doubts in my heart.

Before she could figure out what was going on, the car had already slowed down and driven into the underground garage.

Seeing the familiar scenery outside the car window, the woman couldn't help but turn her head and ask, "Why are we in your hotel?"

Why didn't you send her home? She didn't want to stay out all night.

She was answered by silence.

Plus the man's stern yet serious eyes under his thick eyebrows.

Now Shen Tinglan can confirm and be sure that Lin Zhizhou is angry, very angry.

She did not know the situation at this time and chose to be a coward.

Based on the principle that the more you speak, the more mistakes you make, and the less you speak, the better.

Shen Tinglan immediately turned into silence mode.

I followed those long, hard, emotionless legs into the elevator in silence.

Arrived at the door of the hotel suite.

A "beep" sound.

The man swiped his card to open the door and stepped into the room with his long legs.

A pair of black pupils stared coldly at the woman outside the door. She was wearing gray shorts paired with a simple pea green wide-shouldered high-waisted suspenders, which were soft and tender.

Youthful and energetic.

Her thick black hair was parted from a bun on her full and beautiful forehead, looking slightly fluffy, with a few unruly strands brushing across her eyebrows.

There was a look of caution in Jianshui's eyes, and her long eyelashes half-closed and gently swayed, making her look guilty.

A charming, comfortable and leisurely little look.

Lin Zhizhou's anger had mostly dissipated. He moved his body, leaned against the door frame, and made way for her.

The voice was inexplicable: "Sister-in-law, if you don't come in, your sister will find out."

His eyes were filled with attack and aggression as he stared at the little woman outside the door frame.

Shen Tinglan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He was waiting for her here.

Perhaps because of the foot massage, she raised her eyes, her cheeks were rosy, as if they were painted with pink rouge, and her soft lips were clean and transparent.

When their eyes met, a dark color gathered in the leader's eyes.

She tilted her head. She could explain about her brother-in-law and sister-in-law.

Red Lips started: "I'm not just following—"

The sound of a door closing.

The voices stopped abruptly with the sound of the door closing.

"Hmm."

Without any foreplay, the little mouth was blocked by the man's warm lips and sucked in violently.

Behind him was the touch of the cold door, and Shen Tinglan felt secretly happy. This was the legendary wall-dong.

It's domineering enough, she likes it.

It's really hard to refuse such a kind invitation. Thinking of this, she took the initiative to put her arms around the man's neck.

Her fingertips slowly stroked the warm, raised blue veins on the side of his neck, following the meridians around to the back of his neck. Her fingers shuttled back and forth in his hair, feeling the hardness or softness of his hair.

The fingertips are like electric current, sparking all the way.

She teased the man into a deep kiss and hummed softly.

Maybe it was the high-waisted suspenders she was wearing today. As she raised her arms, her lower back felt smooth and warm under her palms, as white as jade.

The leader gradually lost his rationality and his big hands lost their composure, entering the hem of his clothes without any hindrance.

He slowly stroked the delicate and smooth butterfly bones on her back, and his slightly sharpened fingers hooked around the belt.

Just a tap.

"Snap" followed by a mosquito-like snapping sound.

The restraints are released.

The softness is instantly completely enveloped by another kind of heat.

Comfortable, joyful, unbearable.

Unconsciously, a faint soft and delicate voice lingered in her throat.

She pushed the man who wrapped her tightly.

He barely managed to breathe and shouted, "My neck...my neck hurts."

Lin Zhizhou is a tall man of about 180cm, and Chen Tinglan is wearing flat shoes today, so the height difference is too big.

A few more kisses may cure the cervical spondylosis of people who have been looking down at their phones for years.

The man was still not satisfied and buried his head in her neck. His low, heavy breathing made her ears and neck itch.

She tilted her head and was held in Lin Zhizhou's arms again.

He rested his chin on the concave line of her neck and said in a gentle tone, "Am I old?"

Shen Tinglan was stunned at first, then burst out laughing.

Lin Zhizhou, you have come to this day.

Holding his handsome face, she whispered softly, "How could that be? You don't age at all. Even if you are old, I will always like you."

Besides, he is old and she is old too.

Why are you still being so stubborn now?

Qianqian's gentle words were very pleasing to the eye, and the leader smiled.

He lifted her hair and gave her plump earlobe a moist kiss.

Di asked: "Then why do you let other men massage your feet?"

As God knows, foot bath, whoever’s number is first gets it.

Besides, what's the big deal? Everyone presses it.

Shen Tinglan thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to be tough on the surface.

Because she figured out a pattern, Lin Zhizhou's pattern.

Be soft and don't be hard.

Men still need to be coaxed.

She coughed twice and said gently, "I'm not trying this out. I'm just learning. You're so tired from work. I'll help you press it after I learn it."

Lin Zhizhou raised his drooping eyes and chuckled softly.

Listen to her nonsense.

It happened that the pointed tip of a small lotus leaf caught his eye, and his pupils darkened.

He took over her words and said gloomily, "Then help me press T first."

boom,

Shen Tinglan suddenly raised his head and unexpectedly met the leader's lustful black eyes.

When the two looked at each other, sparks flew.

Shen Tinglan swallowed his saliva, what was he saying.

Suddenly, smoke of war broke out everywhere.

He dodged her gaze and said reluctantly, "It's so late, aren't you tired? Go to bed early. You know it's a special situation."

Obviously, this statement is neither confident nor convincing.

The man's kiss fell behind her ear again, wet and continuous.

Before the two of them still had some sense.

The leader took a moment to say solemnly, "Special matters should be handled specially."

Special matters handled specially?

What a special way to handle special matters.

Cultured people are different; they speak in a very elegant manner.

The words fell.

The upper body feels cool and a hot kiss falls.

One arm lifted her hips.

The sudden loss of gravity made Shen Tinglan scream "Ah", her slender legs tightly wrapped around his waist, and her arms hung tightly on his neck, afraid of falling.

Before I could think about it, the sound of "ah" was drowned out by my eagerness.

He hugged the woman and kissed her all the way to the bedroom.

The long legs kicked the door shut.

The rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other.

Okay, Tomato doesn’t allow me to write the following content.

If we think deeply with our pure hearts and minds, the two of them must be just trying to quench their thirst by looking at the plums.