Chapter 155

"Mm, she almost discovered us. You bad guy, you almost ruined your sister," Ma Lan scolded.

Zhao Desan asked with a light laugh, "Sister Lan, was it comfortable just now?"

"Mm," Ma Lan said, feeling satisfied.

"Do you want more?" Zhao Desan asked with a devilish smile.

"No, I want to do it for real with you."

"Then we'll see each other tomorrow."

"Mm, alright, it's getting late, I'm going to sleep. You go to sleep too, get some rest, don't be limp and lifeless when the time comes," Ma Lan joked.

"Me, limp and lifeless? Tomorrow I'll make you beg for mercy, Sister Lan."

"That's not necessarily true," Ma Lan said with a light laugh. "Alright, I'm hanging up."

Ma Lan was afraid her daughter would come down again and get suspicious if she heard her on the phone, so she hung up after chatting with her beloved Zhao Desan for a few words.

Zhao Desan put down the phone, leaned against the headboard, crossed his legs, and looked down at the giant object that was still as big as a banana even when limp. He felt truly proud. Just this guy alone was liked by so many women. The phone sex just now felt truly novel, seemingly even more addictive than doing it for real with Ma Lan lying under him. Listening to her moans on the other end of the phone, he could let his imagination run wild, fantasizing her as a flirtatious woman wearing all kinds of sexy lingerie, fantasizing her as a teacher, flight attendant, student, nurse, all kinds of professional women, letting himself ravage her in his imagination. It was truly satisfying!

After finishing the cigarette, Zhao Desan got off the bed, went to the bathroom to take a shower, and returned to the bed to prepare for sleep. He lifted the quilt and found a large wet patch on the bedsheet. This was the nectar that had flowed out from Zhang Ju's place. Every time he did it with her, the water would overflow, and every time it would wet a patch of the bedsheet.

Zhao Desan slept until almost noon the next day. If he hadn't been woken up by Ma Lan's call, he would still be sleeping. Ma Lan called him to come to her house, saying Seeing Seeing Seeing Seeing Seeing Tingting had gone out to play with classmates and there was no one at home, just her.

Zhao Desan agreed happily, put on his clothes, washed up, went downstairs to check out, bought three meat buns on the street, and took a taxi straight to Ma Lan's house while eating.

There were so many people shopping on New Year's Day. Li Li Li Li Li Shanshan hadn't been able to reach Zhao Desan after the dinner yesterday. At this moment, she dressed up and called Zhao Desan.

He was in the taxi and saw it was Li Li Li Li Li Shanshan's call. He had already guessed what she wanted to do, so he simply rejected the call and replied with a message saying he was having a party with his college classmates and was busy.

Arriving at the entrance of Ma Lan's villa, he rang the doorbell. After a moment, the door opened. There was heating in the house. Ma Lan appeared before him wearing thin, form-fitting clothes and a pair of loose sweatpants, her hair disheveled, her face beautiful, but she looked a bit tired. A sweet smile bloomed on her face, and she said happily, "Desan, come in quickly."

"Seeing Seeing Seeing Seeing Seeing Tingting isn't here, right?" Zhao Desan asked as he walked in, wanting to confirm again. He didn't want to face this mother-daughter pair at the same time. Having that kind of relationship with both of them would make him very awkward, even at a loss for what to do if the three of them sat together.

"That's good." Zhao Desan smiled, feeling relieved.

Ma Lan closed the door, went to the living room with him, and sat down. She poured him a glass of water and handed it to him. When Zhao Desan took the glass, he took the opportunity to hold her tender, smooth hand and asked with a devilish smile, "Sister Lan, was that method last night comfortable?"

"I just want you to be by my side," Ma Lan gazed at him affectionately, her sexy lips curving into the most beautiful smile.

Zhao Desan freed one hand, took the glass from her hand and put it on the table, gripped her hands with both of his, and said, "Sister Lan, I haven't seen you for a long time, I've missed you."

"Me too." Ma Lan leaned against Zhao Desan's shoulder, "I've been too busy lately. The demolition is all done, and now we're starting to build the mine site, so I've finally relaxed a bit."

"Sister Lan, you look like you've lost weight." Zhao Desan's hand wrapped around her fragrant shoulder, squeezed it gently, and said with heartache.

"Indeed a little," Ma Lan said with a light laugh, pulled his other hand and placed it on her full breasts, and asked charmingly, "Touch it and see if it's gotten smaller?"

Because she was only wearing thin, form-fitting undergarments, Zhao Desan's hand was placed on those high mounds, feeling hot and soft. He said in surprise, "Sister Lan, you... aren't wearing one?"

"No." Ma Lan smiled charmingly, leaned her head against his broad chest, and felt exceptionally happy.

"Do you not wear one when you're at home, Sister Lan?" Zhao Desan asked curiously.

"How could that be," Ma Lan said coquettishly, gently hitting his firm chest muscles with a pink fist, "It's just because I was waiting for you to come today that I deliberately didn't wear one."

"Oh..." Zhao Desan smiled wickedly, increased his strength to knead those high mounds through the thin shirt. They were warm, soft, and exceptionally comfortable.

"Reach in and touch."

Zhao Desan smiled wickedly and reached in through her neckline. The temperature inside the clothes was truly comfortable. The skin was silky, smooth, tender, warm, and comfortable. He kneaded it gently with his hand; it was plump and full of elasticity. It was truly not just ordinarily comfortable.

"So comfortable." Ma Lan smiled charmingly with satisfaction and reached out her hand.

"You've lost weight, but it's still so big," Zhao Desan said with a wicked smile.

Ma Lan asked gently while unbuttoning him, "Do you like it?"

"What do you think?"

"Then touch it for a while longer." As Ma Lan spoke, she had already unbuttoned him. Zhao Desan took the opportunity to lift his buttocks slightly, letting her pull his pants down.

"Is this guy being obedient lately?" Ma Lan asked, shaking him gently.

"Oh..." Zhao Desan let out a long sigh of comfort, "This guy was specifically waiting for Sister Lan to come and nourish him." ===== CHAPTER 234 =====