Chapter 1077

When Lan Mei heard him say this, she felt warm and satisfied in her heart. She smiled slightly and coquettishly, "Let's talk when we get to the room. I'll help you pull the suitcase." As she said this, she took the suitcase from his hand.

How could this be? How could such a delicate and beautiful young woman like Section Chief Lan be his coolie? Zhao Desan hurriedly dodged and said, "I'll do it."

He followed her into the elevator. Once the elevator door closed, the two looked at each other. That tacit understanding in their eyes made Zhao Desan feel a thick, ambiguous atmosphere. Having recovered from a serious illness, his steel gun had already been polished bright in the petal cave of Zheng Tulu's wife, Ma Li, in the morning. For these few days, Zhao Desan was prepared to accompany the lonely-hearted Section Chief Lan well and let her fully enjoy the happiness of being a woman. In the narrow space, the breath of the two flowed particularly clearly into each other's ears. It was like a scorching warm current flowing in their blood; the heat caused the blood flow to gradually accelerate, and gradually, the blood vessels of the whole body began to expand.

"Section Chief Lan, you are really beautiful today." Zhao Desan's expression appeared a bit lustful, and one hand reached out without any hesitation and rested on Lan Mei's shoulder.

In the cramped space, the air temperature rose once again in their gradually disordered breathing. Zhao Desan felt his body was a bit hot, and Lan Mei also felt her skin seemed to be bathing in the sunlight, naked under the Sanya sun, with scorching temperatures flowing over the skin of her whole body. A thirty-three-year-old divorced young woman, accustomed to a lonely life alone, had the floodgates of desire opened by the young, handsome, and strong Zhao Desan. Relying on his giant root, which was superior to other men, and using his superb and masterful techniques, he not only conquered her body, which was extremely empty as a normal young woman, but also conquered her lonely heart. Standing close to the man who had let her enjoy the feeling of flying into the clouds for the first time, the rich male scent he exuded made her feel a bit dizzy. Being placed on her thin shoulder by his powerful palm, she had a feeling of being at a loss and infatuated. She lifted her two slightly flushed, pretty cheeks slightly, and looked at Zhao Desan with a pair of black, bright, watery eyes that flickered, then lowered her head again. Her breathing became increasingly disordered.

"Division Chief Lan." Zhao Desan called out to her softly. When she lifted her head slightly, Zhao Desan pulled her firmly into his broad, sturdy embrace. His mouth, smelling of tobacco, pressed down, covering her lush, fiery red lips. The fully ripened Lan Mei was truly craving the feeling of being held tightly and kissed passionately by a man; the prelude to their passion made it even easier for her to become intoxicated by her intense desire for sex. After Zhao Desan's tongue arched gently against her fragrant lips a few times, Lan Mei's lips parted slightly. A moist, soft tongue emerged, touching his tongue tip like a dragonfly skimming the water. Every time they touched, a faint, electric tingle spread from the tip of his tongue, rapidly surging through his heated body...

The rhythm and intensity of the kissing strengthened with the intensity of the desire, gradually changing from gentle licking and sucking to powerful sucking and inhaling. The breathing also became increasingly rapid. With the sucking, hot breath was emitted from the nostrils, hitting the tip of the nose, which had an even itchier stimulating feeling, gradually pushing the wonderful feeling produced by their kissing to a climax...

Lan Mei finally couldn't suppress the fiery excitement in her heart, moved her fragrant tongue out of his mouth, raised her chin, and gave a happy "Uh." At the same time, Zhao Desan's hand holding the suitcase loosened restlessly, and the suitcase in his hand fell to the ground with a thud. His two arms hugged her slender waist powerfully, pulling her entire delicate body tightly into his broad embrace. Lan Mei's tall, towering chest was thus tightly squeezed against his hard chest. Because the temperature in Sanya was neither cold nor hot, Lan Mei's clothing was very thin, allowing Zhao Desan to clearly feel the sensation of her chest—soft, yet exceptionally elastic, jumping one by one with the intense heartbeat and rapid breathing, and also swelling one by one like an inflated balloon. This teasing feeling made Zhao Desan's body, which was in the age of burning youth, even hotter and more restless. His panting mouth kissed down along her fragrant, snowy, jade-like neck, just like a hungry wolf that hadn't eaten for many days, extremely greedy. Before long, his mouth moved to her snowy chest, which had one button open, kissing the snowy, soft flesh of her breast, which was slightly exposed by a quarter, licking and sucking. The itching sensation spreading from her skin completely opened the floodgates of Lan Mei's desire. The need for love and desire reached its limit at this moment, and her two jade arms eagerly hugged Zhao Desan's solid back, scratching up and down with force... **CHAPTER 1078** **【1078-0】 Elevator**