Chapter 301

When Li Shanshan stood at his door knocking, Zhao Desan had already tidied up the messy room. After all, this was the first time Li Shanshan had come to his house, so at least he had to give the girl a good impression.

Hearing someone knocking, Zhao Desan's heart suddenly became warm. At the age of burning youth, with a beauty coming to his door, he was naturally passionate. He enthusiastically stepped forward to open the door, greeted her with a smile, and said "hehe": "Shanshan, come in, come in."

Li Shanshan looked a bit concerned, tilted her head to look inside his house, and asked half-believingly: "Are you the only one at home?"

"Yes, you still don't believe me?" Zhao Desan said with a smile, "Come in, I'm the only one at home." As he said this, Zhao Desan didn't mind at all, reached out to wrap his arms around her fragrant shoulders, and pulled her inside gently. Li Shanshan's body followed the momentum and came in. Her almond eyes were wide open, staring at him, the corners of her mouth squirming, looking at him with a bit of resentment.

Zhao Desan closed the door and pretended to be puzzled: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You really didn't lie to me?" Li Shanshan pouted and asked him.

Zhao Desan didn't mind at all, placed his hands gently on her fragrant shoulders, stared at her seriously, and said in an earnest tone: "Shanshan, don't you believe me yet? What else do I have to say for you to believe me? I'll call Sister Bai, and if you ask her yourself, won't you know?" As he said this, he took his right arm off Li Shanshan's right shoulder and reached out to take out his phone, pretending to be about to make a call. But the whole process was slow, leaving enough time for Li Shanshan to stop him.

When doing this, Zhao Desan was ten percent sure that Li Shanshan's reaction would be to stop him from making the call. When he took out his phone and flipped through Bai Ling's phone number, sure enough, Li Shanshan reached out a hand, gently held his hand that was holding the phone, and stopped him, saying: "Alright! Why are you being so serious? I believe you, okay?"

Li Shanshan's reaction was within his expectations. Not only did he not stop, but he became a bit more aggressive, pulled a long face, and said angrily: "You didn't believe me, did you? If I call her and you ask her, won't that be it?"

"I believe you now, why are you being so serious?" Li Shanshan pouted her sexy, flushed little lips. Her egg-shaped face was slightly flushed, looking a bit shy. She held the back of his hand that was holding the phone tightly. Her little hand was white, tender, and soft, carrying warm heat, warming his burning youth body and mind.

After a night and half a day of recuperation, Zhao Desan had regained his spirit. Facing such a young beauty with youthful spirit, he, who was at the age of burning passion, stared straight at Li Shanshan's beautiful and moving face. They weren't meeting for the first time, and the two of them were already as familiar as a melon that had fallen from the vine, almost ripe. She also didn't shy away from meeting his gaze with a straight look. For a moment, the two of them looked at each other, discharging electricity, and produced two invisible super-strong currents, which soon stunned Zhao Desan's mind, making him feel a bit dizzy. He stared at her foolishly, flames of passion burning in his eyes, put away the phone he was holding, raised this arm, and put it on her fragrant shoulders again.