Chapter 1078

The cramped space of the elevator car ignited the flames of their love and desire, making them hug each other indulgently. The beautiful young woman, who was extremely eager for desire, was immersed in Zhao Desan's mouth taking and teasing her body. Suddenly, the elevator "dinged," stopping at a floor in the middle of the floor where Lan Mei's room was located. Several hotel staff members pushing cleaning carts walked in, talking and laughing. The passionate scene Zhao Desan and Lan Mei were performing in the elevator car was imprinted exactly into the eyes of several middle-aged cleaners. As women, seeing this hot scene, their talking and laughing disappeared instantly, and each of them was speechless for a moment, and their faces also flushed with a shy, light red.

Zhao Desan and Lan Mei, who were tightly intertwined, also loosened in a panic and lowered their heads. Lan Mei's flushed cheeks became even rosier at this moment. As a divorced woman, performing this kind of passionate scene in an elevator with a male subordinate seven or eight years younger than herself, only to be seen by others—Lan Mei's heart couldn't be more embarrassed. For the remaining time leading to the floor where her room was located, she kept her head down, feeling as if countless pairs of eyes were looking at her. It was burning hot, and she was extremely embarrassed, not daring to lift her head.

The sufficient foreplay in the elevator just now had already made Zhao Desan's whole body blood heat flow, as he had recovered from a serious illness and his steel gun had reappeared in the world. His little brother was even more eager to move, presenting an upward-pointing posture, ready to charge into battle. Seeing that he was about to have his first straight-up love experience in the elevator with the delicate and beautiful Section Chief Lan, it was ruined by these few unknowledgeable cleaners. This made Zhao Desan very dissatisfied, and he secretly glared at the cleaners fiercely. Zhao Desan was too eager to spend his first love journey in Sanya with Section Chief Lan. Looking at the changing numbers on the elevator, he suddenly felt that the speed of ascent seemed to have slowed down a lot. The fourteenth floor—it seemed no matter how it went up, it couldn't reach it.

After a long wait, the elevator stopped three times on the way. I don't know how long he waited anxiously, but finally, with a "ding" sound, Lan Mei whispered to remind Zhao Desan, who was lost in fantasy: "Xiao Zhao, we're here."

"Oh." Zhao Desan followed Lan Mei out of the elevator without a word. At the moment the elevator door closed, he clearly heard the chattering and giggling of several cleaning aunts coming from inside.

Damn! Never seen the world! Zhao Desan cursed to himself. He followed Lan Mei, walking forward in the corridor for a while, and arrived at the door of her room. Lan Mei took out her room card from her bag without a word, swiped it gently, "dinged," twisted the doorknob gently, opened the door, and walked in.

Zhao Desan followed Section Chief Lan, whose back was particularly seductive, into the room, took the opportunity to close the door, twisted the lock, and with a "click," locked the door. He threw the suitcase away, rushed forward impatiently, hugged the beautiful young woman with a charming figure from behind, pressed against her plump, curved buttocks, and directly grasped her tall breasts through a layer of silk shirt with both hands, rubbing them hard. His panting mouth pressed directly onto her slightly flushed earlobe flesh, gently sucking and inhaling...

The floodgates of desire had already been opened by Zhao Desan's sufficient foreplay in the elevator. His superb oral skills and skilled hand techniques once again let Lan Mei experience the indescribable feeling before the ultimate joy. She gave a long "Uh" and leaned softly into his embrace...

Zhao Desan's mouth kissed her earlobe flesh skillfully for a while, moving down little by little along the ear root, and before long, arrived at her fragrant, snowy, jade-like neck. These most sensitive parts of mature women, under the attack of Zhao Desan's masterful tongue skills, spread waves of itching and numbness toward the surrounding ice-snow skin with these parts as the center...

The hand grasping her tall, full chest began to grope, starting from the second button of her shirt collar, gently undressing Section Chief Lan... **CHAPTER 1079** **【1079-0】 Really sorry**