Chapter 129

"Let's go." Unexpectedly, Bureau Chief Zhang actually grabbed his arm, "It's so cold standing outside." She dragged him into the underwear shop.

He had accompanied Li Li Li Li Li Shanshan here once last time. Facing the dazzling array of colorful bras and small panties, he still felt quite embarrassed. He followed behind Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Ailing with his head lowered, fearing that the female shop owner would recognize him. After all, the last time he accompanied Li Li Li Li Li Shanshan in, they both slipped into the fitting room, which left a deep impression on the female shop owner.

Bureau Chief Zhang scanned the various styles of small panties and bras on the shelves while walking. Finally, she took a fancy to a small panty she was interested in, stopped, stood on tiptoe, reached out to hook it, but couldn't reach it, and deliberately ordered Zhao De, "Little Zhao, help me take that one down and have a look."

"Which one?"

"That one, the black one." Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Ailing pointed to the black thong with lace trim, a wicked smile appearing on her face.

"Oh..." As soon as Zhao De saw the small panty she pointed to, he thought the thin straps probably couldn't cover the cherry mouth between Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Ailing's legs at all, right? His earlobes felt a bit hot, so he reached out and took it from the shelf, handed it to her with a red face.

"Does it look good?" Bureau Chief Zhang spread out this thong and asked for his opinion.

Zhao De only saw that this small panty was just two finger-wide straps crossed and sewn together, black with lace trim, and the vertical strap was as thin as gauze, almost semi-transparent. If she wore it, it was estimated that the mysterious area would be looming. Thinking about such a sexy and hot thong worn by a knowledgeable woman like Bureau Chief Zhang who was usually serious, how hot would that be? Immediately, he had some wild thoughts.

"Little Zhao, what are you thinking about?" Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Ailing shook the thong in front of his eyes, interrupting his reverie.

"Oh... it looks good... it looks good." He smiled with ill intent.

Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Ailing blinked her bright eyes, stood on tiptoe, leaned over, leaned her mouth to his ear, and whispered, "I'll wear it for you to see tonight!" The tone was a bit of a command, which made Zhao De feel that this old woman's sentiment was extraordinary.

He didn't speak, pursed his lips, and smiled at her knowingly.

"Boss, help me pack this one." Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Ailing smiled at Zhao De and turned to order the female boss.

"Okay." The boss walked over with a smile, took the thong, glanced at Zhao De with the corner of her eye, walked to the counter, and packed the thong.