Chapter 197 The following is the extra chapter of Lou Zhaojiang Yanchu
The following is Lou Zhaojiang Yanchu's extra story, written after he was released from prison.
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【I want your photo, take it and show it to me. 】
Jiang Yanchu was in the laboratory when he received this message.
He was wearing a spotless white coat and was as tall as a bamboo.
With his hands wearing white neoprene gloves, he was holding a rubber-tipped dropper with his fingertips and dripping liquid into the test tube.
His eyes were focused, and the bright white light shone on his cold, jade-white face, bringing out a sense of coldness and abstinence.
The phone in my pocket vibrated.
As expected, it was a message from Lou Zhao.
Jiang Yanchu immediately put down the work at hand, took out his cell phone from his pocket and turned it on.
It’s a WeChat message.
Lou Zhao: [I want your photo. Take it and show it to me.]
Jiang Yanchu: [I'm still in the lab and can't take off my clothes.]
Lou Zhao: [take off]
Jiang Yanchu: [I'll take a picture for you after work.]
Lou Zhao: [take off]
She speaks in a firm tone and always gets what she wants. She won't discuss it with you, which makes her seem like she's being a bit of a cheater.
Jiang Yanchu was helpless.
【I take off】
【I'll go to the bathroom and take off all my clothes to film it for you. 】
Lou Zhao: [Three minutes.]
Jiang Yanchu: [Okay.]
Jiang Yanchu hurried to the laboratory door with his cell phone in hand.
One of the team members asked, "Team leader, where are we going?"
Jiang Yanchu said calmly, "Go to the bathroom."
The team members didn't pay much attention to it, "Oh."
In the bathroom.
Jiang Yanchu placed his cell phone on the shelf and quickly unbuttoned his white coat with his cold, bony fingers.
Without dignity, I...
The message from the other side urged: [You have one minute.]
Jiang Yanchu rolled his Adam's apple, teased him cunningly, and caught up in the last second...
[…Show me.]
Lou Zhao sent a video call.
Jiang Yanchu answered the call.
Just do as she asks.
Just to please her.
When I came out of the bathroom,
Jiang Yanchu let out a breath and returned to the laboratory.
"Team Leader, isn't there air conditioning in the bathroom? Why are you so hot?"
Jiang Yanchu smiled and responded vaguely.
“…”
Jiang Yanchu's back stiffened.
"Ah, gone, my potion!"
Jiang Yanchu breathed a sigh of relief again.
After get off work in the evening, Jiang Yanchu sent a message to Lou Zhao.
【Where are you? 】
Two minutes later, Lou Zhao didn't reply, so Jiang Yanchu immediately checked her phone location.
Found her at Midnight Muse.
bar.
Jiang Yanchu's face instantly turned cold.
When Jiang Yanchu arrived at Midnight Muse, it was already dark.
The bar's heavy metal drum music filled the air, vibrating the eardrums. The air was filled with the smell of nicotine, and the changing lights were like an invisible net of ambiguity.
Jiang Yanchu raised his eyes and looked towards the dance floor.
Sure enough, I saw Lou Zhao on the dance floor.
She was wearing a sexy halter-neck denim skirt, her figure was well-proportioned, her slender shoulders and bony collarbones were completely exposed, and her cold white skin glowed with a delicate luster in the dim light.
Her long, thick, black curly hair was spread out behind her and in front of her chest. Her narrow, long fox eyes were delicate and beautiful, and her eyes were sparkling and captivating. Her every frown and smile revealed her charming demeanor.
very beautiful.
But she was wiping the glass hand in hand with the male model.
Lou Zhao is not in a good mental state, suffers from bipolar disorder, and needs to vent.
Her way of venting is to go to the bar and have fun with male models.
Jiang Yanchu's face was extremely gloomy.
A tall figure walked through the crowd, Jiang Yanchu dragged her down from the dance floor, and forcibly separated her hands that were tightly clasped with the male model.
The male model was unhappy, "Hey, what are you doing?"
Jiang Yanchu's eyes shot at the male model like ice blades, and his tone was cold, "Get lost."
The male model was frightened by his look and walked away cursing.
Jiang Yanchu lowered his eyes and looked at Lou Zhao, his eyes were dark and thick, "Lou Zhao, you really deserve to die."
I sent her a private photo, but she immediately went to the bar to look for male models.
Lou Zhao frowned unhappily, "I didn't spend any money on you, why are you barking like a dog?"
"Come home with me."
Lou Zhao was dragged back home by Jiang Yanchu.
Lou Zhao lay casually on the beige sofa, with a pillow behind his head and a pair of high heels on his toes.
There was a faint rustling sound of clothes fabric.
Lou Zhao lazily raised his eyelids and looked over.
Jiang Yanchu is taking off his clothes.
His tall and slender figure almost blocked the light reflected from the ceiling.
His chest muscles are large and bulging but not exaggerated, his shoulders are broad and he has a waist like a dog, and his eight abdominal muscles are firm and firm.
Every inch of muscle contains explosive power and exudes extreme temptation.
The air was immediately filled with a sticky and ambiguous factor.
Lou Zhao half-closed his eyes, his voice lazy,
"I'm not interested in seeing you."
Jiang Yanchu didn't listen.
In front of her...
Lou Zhao's head felt dizzy and she swallowed her saliva eagerly. She avoided his gaze and spoke with a hint of gritted teeth.
"You knew I couldn't handle it, but you still took it off?"
People with mental illness…
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Lou Zhao laughed angrily and said coldly,
"I, beg, you, m."
Lou Zhao just likes to go against him.
Jiang Yanchu was not annoyed, he just smiled and walked over.
A thick shadow loomed before my eyes, and the man's deep voice reached my ears, "Why don't you dare look at me?"
Asking despite knowing the answer.
If she looked at him again, she would be unable to resist eating him up.
Lou Zhao frowned irritably and looked up at him.
"Can you please stop being so horny? This isn't a duck farm."
She kicked him rudely.
Jiang Yanchu quickly took her long legs.
…
Lou Zhao's brows furrowed even tighter.
Jiang Yanchu lowered his eyes.
Lou Zhao reacted strongly, struggling to retract his legs and cursing, "You're sick."
She got up from the couch, walked to the French window, and sat on the platform.
Both legs were stretched out on the platform.
Lou Zhao took out the ladies' cigarettes, felt around and found there was no lighter.
She glanced at Jiang Yanchu with the corner of her eye and ordered, "Come here and light my cigarette."
"Smoking is bad for your health."
"I'll just smoke the last one."
Hearing this, Jiang Yanchu was silent for two seconds, sighed, and finally took the lighter.
Lou Zhao looked at him, rolled her eyes, and said nothing.
"Can you wear some shorts?"
"cannot."
“…”
Lou Zhao cursed, "Idiot."
She brought the cigarette closer.
With a click, the cigarette was lit.
Holding a cigarette between his slender fingers, Lou Zhao took a casual puff and blew all the smoke onto Jiang Yanchu's face.
In the hazy smoke, Lou Zhao challenged, emphasizing the pronunciation of the word, "The last '100 million'."
Jiang Yanchu's voice was sinister.
"A disobedient baby will be..."
The fiery passion blocked the girl's delicate and tempting lips.
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