Chapter 1196

Lan Mei saw Zhao Desan walk out of the office. She didn't know where he went, but she knew he went to find clothes for her. Although she was a bit worried that he would be seen, he had already left. So she had to walk to the water dispenser, took some water with a washbasin, and wanted to wipe off the blood stain on her chest, but it was counterproductive. The water instead made a large piece of her chest wet, and the blood stain was still as bright red as before. Now it's good, because it's early spring, the weather is very cold, and her chest is even colder and unbearable. The shirt is close to her body, which is simply bone-chilling cold.

Fortunately, at this time, Zhao Desan pushed the door and came in. He took a black windbreaker from under his armpit and shook it at her with a smile.

Lan Mei asked with surprise and anxiety, "You... where did you get it?"

"Bought it outside." Zhao Desan picked up the tag on the clothes and shook it at Lan Mei.

"How much is it?" Lan Mei saw that this was clearly a brand-name garment, and asked with emotion.

"Not much, less than two hundred yuan." Zhao Desan's white lie was very natural.

"Oh... then how did you know what size clothes I wear?" Lan Mei asked while reaching out to take the windbreaker he bought for her to save the emergency.

"How could I not know what size clothes you wear? I know exactly what size bra you wear." It seems that Zhao Desan thought of these before buying clothes.

"Oh, then... then hurry up and let me change it!" Lan Mei blushed and said shyly.

Zhao Desan smiled wickedly and said, "Hehe, you take it off first, and I'll give it to you."

"You have so many ghost ideas! What are you doing! It's not the first time we've met! Still so indecent!" Zhao Desan scolded while reaching out to grab the windbreaker in his hand.

Zhao Desan hid the windbreaker behind him and said with a smile, "Director Lan, I risked being discovered by Zheng Tulu and ran so far to the mall opposite the unit to buy it for you. How can you give me a reward!"

Lan Mei really couldn't help him, and she was afraid that if this stalemate continued, Zheng Tulu would come suddenly, so she compromised and said, "Then what reward do you want?"

"Hehe, nothing, just want to feast my eyes. It's been a while since I've looked at Director Lan carefully." Zhao Desan said with a wink.

"Hey, why are you so indecent? I really can't help you." Lan Mei gave up resistance completely, began to slowly take off her wet coat, took off her close-fitting sweater from her head, and then blushed and unbuttoned her shirt one by one. While unbuttoning, she whispered with a blush, "It's not like you haven't seen it, what's so good to see!"

"I have seen it, but I haven't seen enough, and I don't know if it has grown again." Zhao Desan deliberately teased Director Lan.

"You just poverty, look, look." Saying this, Lan Mei had already unbuttoned all the buttons of her shirt, pulled the two sides of the lapel with both hands, opened her chest, and made a look at Zhao Desan, showing her seven-foot breasts.

"I didn't see anything like this!" Zhao Desan was blinked by Lan Mei's deliberate dodging, and his eyes were a little blurred.

"What kind of eyes do you have when you are young? You can't see it like this?" Lan Mei pretended to be impatient and said, "Then forget it, don't look at it."

Zhao Desan knew that Lan Mei was deliberately teasing his nerves. He knew that if he didn't show some manly style, he would really be treated as 'a tiger that doesn't show its power is a sick cat'. If he didn't stimulate her, she wouldn't easily submit. So, he suddenly made a sharp turn and looked mysteriously at the window. Sure enough, Zhao Desan's move was very effective, and Lan Mei also turned her head to look at the window following his movements. Zhao Desan then took the opportunity to pull the shirt she opened from her white body. After Zhao Desan succeeded, Lan Mei was not slow, and took the initiative to say, "I really can't help you, then let you see it." Saying this, she deliberately straightened the pair of firm breasts wrapped in the bra.

Because the bra was tightly wrapped around her chest, even if Zhao Desan used a trick to pull off the shirt on her body, it only revealed her white, tender, and smooth skin. Nothing else could be seen, which was not as enjoyable as those three-point swimsuits in the swimming pool.

"Alright, have you seen enough, are you satisfied, dead look!" Lan Mei countered Zhao Desan one after another, and then reached out to ask for the windbreaker he bought.

Zhao Desan slowly pushed her hand back, shook his head and said, "Director Lan, you really treat me like a three-year-old child!"

"Bah! You think you are a big man, you are still a little man younger than me!" Lan Mei said unconvinced.

"Good, good, good, Director Lan, you said it well, let's see how long you can be tough..." Zhao Desan said and reached out his dragon claw hand, rushing toward her like a hungry wolf.

Lan Mei instinctively hugged her chest with both hands and tightened her body nervously. In fact, Zhao Desan was just scaring her, because he still couldn't accept the scene of Zheng Tulu lying on her and venting his beastly desire in his heart, he just liked the way Director Lan looked like a little bird.

Lan Mei thought he was going to pounce on her and do that kind of thing. She closed her eyes and waited for a long time, only to find that Zhao Desan was just a feint and didn't pounce on her and trample her on the sofa as she thought. After opening her eyes, she saw Zhao Desan looking at her wickedly, and asked deliberately, "What's wrong, disappointed?" Saying this, she laughed uncontrollably.

"You... why are you like this, indecisive, not like a man at all!" Lan Mei saw that she had been teased, pouted, and in her urgency, used a radical method to stimulate him.

Sure enough, Lan Mei's move was really immediate. Zhao Desan widened his eyes and asked back, "Director Lan, you said I'm not like a man? Well, I'll be a man for you to see today!" Saying this, he really pounced like a hungry wolf, hugged her into his arms, and printed his mouth deeply on her earlobe flesh and white neck.

A happy flush appeared on Lan Mei's face again. She lowered her head shyly. While enjoying Zhao Desan's tongue skills, she silently reached her hand behind her back and unbuttoned the tight bra hook...

Lan Mei twisted her neck slightly, letting Zhao Desan kiss her cheeks and neck back and forth, slowly took off the two bra straps, shrugged her shoulders, and her whole body was wriggling slightly as if she were uncomfortable as if she were being punished.

Zhao Desan's eyes were burning with fire, kissing her smooth, delicate, and boneless skin. His heart couldn't help but accelerate and jump "thump thump". It had been a long time since he had such intimate contact with Lan Mei. One can imagine what a wonderful scenery it would be when Lan Mei showed her full jade body to him without a thread. Zhao Desan thought so while moving his mouth downstream...

Under Zhao Desan's hands, Lan Mei soon felt numb and itchy. She reluctantly swung her small fist, beat her back lightly, and said shyly, "I let you be bad, I let you be bad..."

As the saying goes, "beating is pain, scolding is love." Without beating or scolding, there is no true love. Lan Mei scolded and beat him, which was love. After a burst of painful beating, Lan Mei naturally buried her head in Zhao Desan's arms, and aggrieved tears fell down.

"I'm sorry, it's all my misunderstanding of you. It's my fault for this period of time, making you suffer." Zhao Desan was hit by Lan Mei's tenderness and felt very uncomfortable in his heart. Even the hand that was still excitedly rubbing just now stopped naturally.

"You still know you misunderstood me? Let me suffer?" Lan Mei looked at him with tearful eyes and said relentlessly.

Lan Mei was such a strong and proud woman. At this moment, leaning in Zhao Desan's arms, she was tearfully complaining about her dissatisfaction. This tender complaint made Zhao Desan feel a bit uncomfortable. He didn't know whether he really wronged her or she was just putting on a show, but his heart was deeply touched by her tears, and the excitement of physiological needs disappeared unconsciously. He hugged her tightly and said from the bottom of his heart, "It's all my misunderstanding of you. I won't misunderstand you again in the future."

The grievances suppressed in Lan Mei's heart surged out like a tide under his understanding. She hugged Zhao Desan's injured waist tightly with tearful eyes, which made him scream "Ouch". Lan Mei immediately loosened her hands, raised her tearful eyes, and asked with heartache, "Did I hurt you?"

"No, can that pain be called pain!" Zhao Desan has always been such a hero in front of women.

Perhaps it was Lan Mei's sobbing with heartache that caused her body to tremble slightly, or perhaps she was really cold in the room with the air conditioner turned off while naked, and her body buried in his arms was shivering.

"Cold?" Zhao Desan asked with concern, "Put on your clothes, don't catch a cold." Saying this, he let go of her, picked up her silk shirt from the back of the chair and handed it to her, looking at her wickedly.

Lan Mei pouted, looked at him with resentful eyes, and refused to reach out to take it for a long time, looking indifferent.