Chapter 2405: The Aloof Lan Mei

"Uh... ah!" Under Zhao Desan's kisses and caresses, Su Qing suddenly started 'moaning' repeatedly. It turned out that while she was flirting with Zhao Desan, Zhao Desan's big guy, which hadn't softened, had quietly slipped into her petal cave again and taken her right there. Following Su Qing's charming cries, Zhao Desan surged powerfully and said: "I really am too amazing. I'm starting to admire myself a little!"

"Pah!" Su Qing spat at him disdainfully and muttered: "You... you just won't learn to be good!"

"Is little brother Zhao not amazing enough?" Zhao Desan asked while entertaining himself.

"You... ah! Faster... baby, you're so great... oh... ah!..." Under Zhao Desan's fierce artillery attack, Su Qing had lost the ability to speak continuously, spitting out a few disconnected words while panting, and hugged Zhao Desan's sturdy back tightly...

After a hearty 'hat trick' that lasted four hours, the two hugged tightly and slept until dawn. This night, after thorough contact, Zhao Desan seemed to have truly understood this officialdom career woman he had lived with for two years, understood her charming points. She wasn't just a simple, pretty female official, but a woman who was extremely good at taking care of people and satisfying men. Men generally couldn't bear to let go of such a woman. Suddenly, Zhao Desan had an even more reluctant feeling, not wanting to leave her embrace, but facing his future and Su Qing, he was a bit confused...

This night was unforgettable for Zhao Desan. Su Qing's lingering charm almost emptied all the bullets in his body, and he almost became impotent in the end.

Spending the whole morning at home with Su Qing, Zhao Desan suddenly became so tender, which made Su Qing, a smart woman, quickly notice that something was wrong with him. She was very smart and immediately thought that he might not be with her often after going to the district to work. Zhao Desan had mentioned these things to her not long ago, but it was just casual talk then, but now it had become reality, perhaps he found it hard to speak. Although she understood Zhao Desan's thoughts, Su Qing didn't point it out. She didn't mention a word about it, but told him with the experience of someone who had been there that once he went to the Chanba Development Zone Construction Committee, he would be the top leader there. He must establish his prestige as soon as he took office, otherwise, it would be very difficult to work in the future. Especially since the construction work of the Chanba Development Zone was the focus of the entire district's work, if he didn't do it well, he wouldn't have any progress, and he, the director of the district construction committee, probably wouldn't last long.

Su Qing's experiential talk was a great inspiration to Zhao Desan, and it could be considered as pointing out to him what the key work he should carry out first after going to the district. He had long heard Wu Min say that the district construction committee was now a plate of loose sand, with low morale, and was difficult to manage. Faced with this situation, Zhao Desan felt that he should pay more attention to Su Qing's words. The first thing he would do after going to the district was to carry out two rectification campaigns on 'work style' and 'work attitude', starting from the source to correct deviations. Don't look at this guy as usually laughing and joking, without any prestige, but once he became ruthless, he could deal any poisonous hand.

Staying at home with Su Qing for the whole morning and listening to her many experiential talks, Zhao Desan benefited a lot. He accompanied Su Qing to make lunch at home, and after eating, he left home with the excuse that he still had something to do. Upon leaving, his destination was Lan Mei's home. He knew that Lan Mei was a single young woman who didn't like shopping, and her aloof personality destined her to have few friends in life, so she must be at home.

Sure enough, when he went to Lan Mei's home, she was already waiting for Zhao Desan at home.

After greeting Zhao Desan to sit down in the living room, Lan Mei brewed a cup of clear tea and brought it over, saying: "You drink some water first, I'll go in for a moment." Putting down the tea cup, she turned and walked into the bedroom.

Zhao Desan watched her walk gracefully into the bedroom with suspicion, picked up the tea cup himself, took a small sip of the fragrant and refreshing tea, smacked his lips, and idly examined Lan Mei's home. It was almost no different from the layout when he first came here to help her repair the circuit. Although the decoration was very simple and there wasn't much furniture, it was arranged very warmly, and everything was placed in order, and the hygiene was very clean, just like her.

A moment later, the bedroom door opened, and Lan Mei walked out, holding a set of unopened clothing in her hand. She walked up to him, gazed at him with tenderness, and said gently: "Desan, you are going to the district to take office tomorrow, and I have nothing to give you. The weather has been cool recently, and I went shopping this morning and saw a set of clothes that fits you quite well. You try it on and see if it fits?"

Zhao Desan was speechless, truly speechless. Seeing the clothes Lan Mei was holding and hearing her heartwarming words, a warm current suddenly surged in his heart. He didn't know what to say, just vaguely felt his nose a bit sore, and his eyes seemed a bit moist. He quickly turned his head to calm down this moved emotion, then turned back, deliberately appearing carefree and saying: "Hi, Director Lan, look what you're doing? I'm not short of clothes, why waste this money?"

Lan Mei could see that Zhao Desan was actually moved, but he didn't want to show a man's fragile side in front of her. Lan Mei smiled lightly and said: "Anyway, I've already bought it. If you don't wear it, I'll take it back and return it?"

Seeing Lan Mei say this, Zhao Desan immediately said: "Don't, since you've already bought it, it's too much trouble to return it." As he spoke, he took the clothes from Lan Mei's hand. His first move was to look at the price, but when he moved his eyes to the tag, he found that the numbers on the tag had been torn off. He deliberately took off his coat while asking: "Sister Lan, how much are these clothes?"

"Not much money, you try it on and see if it fits?" Lan Mei said lightly, took the coat Zhao Desan had taken off, and then helped him put on the coat she had bought.

Although Lan Mei spoke lightly about the price of the clothes, the comfortable fabric and feel after putting it on made Zhao Desan feel that these clothes must be worth a lot. Not only was the fabric very good, but it also fit very well on his body. "It fits quite well." Zhao Desan said with a smile.

Lan Mei looked and also showed a satisfied expression on her face, saying to him: "You go to the mirror and look again."

So Zhao Desan walked into the bathroom and looked at himself in the vanity mirror. From the mirror, he found that these clothes fit better than all the clothes he had bought himself, whether in style or color, and matched his temperament very well, simply as if they were tailor-made. From the mirror, he saw the brand of the clothes behind the collar—Lilang.

Lilang brand men's clothing was not cheap. It seemed that the cheapest autumn and winter men's coats cost over a thousand yuan. Judging from the fabric and style of these clothes, Zhao Desan felt that the price was at least over three thousand yuan. Looking at these well-fitting clothes, he, who was very casual about dressing and never picky, suddenly had an unspeakable emotion. In the bathroom, he suddenly felt his heart sore, not just because Lan Mei bought him a piece of clothing, but because these clothes touched his fragile nerves, making him think of Lan Mei's care and dedication to him from the first day he went to the construction committee to the days that followed. In order not to delay and affect his future, Lan Mei had repeatedly submitted herself to that old fox Zheng Tulu. And now he was about to leave the Provincial Construction Committee. He suddenly thought that once he left the Provincial Construction Committee, that old fox would inevitably treat Lan Mei even worse. Thinking of the grievances she had suffered, he couldn't help at all, which was what made him most sad. He made up his mind in his heart that as long as he had the opportunity, he must drive that old fox Zheng Tulu down and push He Liping up. One was to complete the promise he made to He Liping, and the other was to let Lan Mei, a woman who had suffered so much, be spared from the desecration of that old fox.

"Comrade Comrade Xiao Zhao, how is it?" Seeing that Zhao Desan hadn't come out of the bathroom for a long time, Lan Mei asked him from outside.

"Quite good, it fits quite well." Hearing Lan Mei asking him, Zhao Desan sniffed his sore nose, adjusted his moved expression in the mirror, and then opened the door and walked out, pretending to be nonchalant.

Seeing that Zhao Desan wore the clothes she bought so well, Lan Mei's face beamed with a satisfied smile, saying: "I didn't expect it to fit so well."

Zhao Desan couldn't help but say gratefully: "It fits quite well, better than the clothes I bought myself, simply as if it were tailor-made for me."

Hearing Zhao Desan say this, Lan Mei couldn't help but smile satisfiedly and said: "As long as it fits, the weather is cool. You are going to the district to work tomorrow, so wear it?"

"Does it imply a new official taking office?" Zhao Desan asked jokingly.

Lan Mei smiled and said: "That's not what I meant. After all, you are going to a new place, so you should show yourself with a brand-new look."

Zhao Desan nodded, and Lan Mei said: "Then you might as well wear it directly. I'll help you fold these clothes." As she spoke, she folded the old clothes Zhao Desan had taken off on the sofa, folded them squarely, and put them into a bag.

Seeing this, Zhao Desan didn't say anything more, walked to the sofa and sat down, chatting with Lan Mei about everything under the sun. In the two years he had known Lan Mei, what Zhao Desan remembered most was the day he first entered the planning department, because he mistakenly forwarded a text message with a dirty joke to this beautiful young woman before him, and was called to her office for a lecture. He still clearly remembered Lan Mei's appearance that day, leaning on the sofa, flipping her phone in her hand, raising those charming eyes, staring straight at him with contempt. That look was the coldest expression Zhao Desan had ever seen in his life, as if she were a fairy who didn't eat the food of mortals, with a noble distance that couldn't be approached.

The two chatted about everything under the sun, of course, picking some light topics. Neither of them wanted to mention those heavy aspects. Time slipped away bit by bit in their long conversation, from the warm sun at two in the afternoon until the sunset, and the twilight gradually descended.

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