Chapter 1081

Lan Mei hurriedly followed him to close the door and locked it.

"Comrade Xiao Zhao, Zheng Tulu is gone." After locking the door, Lan Mei hurriedly turned and walked to the wardrobe, opening the door while saying.

Zhao Desan, who was squatting in the wardrobe, was already suffocated with chest tightness and shortness of breath, his face flushed red. He took a big breath of fresh air and said with a painful expression: "That old bald donkey finally left. He almost suffocated me to death."

Suddenly looking at Zhao Desan's awkward state of squatting in the wardrobe holding his clothes, pants, and shoes, Lan Mei couldn't help but purse her lips and laugh.

"Section Chief Lan, what are you laughing at?" Zhao Desan asked her with a confused head, crawling out of the wardrobe.

Lan Mei giggled and said: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, look at your current appearance, you look like a thief."

Zhao Desan lowered his head and looked at himself, naked, holding his clothes, pants, and shoes in his arms. He raised his head and said humorously: "How is it like a thief? It's clearly an adulterer."

Lan Mei, being said so by him, suddenly felt that she was originally a traditional woman who kept herself pure, so how did she become so dissolute now, tangling with a male subordinate seven or eight years younger than herself on the bed until she died, and even using her mouth to kiss that place of his? That kind of dedication that broke her psychological bottom line was something even her ex-husband Fang Jun hadn't enjoyed. But although she had paid unprecedented dissoluteness, she had also gained the most ultimate happiness in life. Being with Zhao Desan, she truly realized the happiness of being a woman. It turned out that doing that thing with him could be so ethereal, could be forgotten and indulged. His thick thing seemed to fill her whole body, making her feel incomparably fulfilled while enjoying the most wonderful happy event in life.

"You still have the mood to joke, you almost scared me to death just now." Lan Mei looked at him shyly and said.

Zhao Desan appeared a bit indifferent: "What's there to be afraid of?" As he said this, he threw the clothes in his arms onto the bed, walked forward, leaned against the head of the bed, lit a cigarette, and smoked.

"Afraid he would rape me." Su Qing joked, her black, bright eyes flickering as she looked at him, appearing particularly moving.

Zhao Desan said righteously: "He dares! With me here, he still dares to rape you! If he dares to move a finger of yours, I won't be finished with him!" **CHAPTER 1082** **【1082-0】**