Chapter 3291

Ma Lan nodded, looking at Zhao Desan with gratitude, deep love flowing in her eyes. Seeing this young man she hadn't seen for a long time, Ma Lan felt a warm current slowly flowing in her body. Such a date made her feel like a scene in a TV screen, very romantic and warm.

"But... a man who lives by renting a house... you want him too? At least he should have a stable career."

"Cousin, facts have proven that a stable career doesn't necessarily bring a stable marriage. Doesn't Liu Deliang have a stable career? Once a man has money and status, he starts to be fickle." Wang Juan seemed to be enlightening her cousin Ma Lili.

Hearing Wang Juan's words, Zhao Desan finally heard some clues. He thought to himself, oh, so it was a crack in the relationship between her and her husband Liu Deliang.

"Juan'er, I don't want to argue with you, and I can't argue with you. If I were you, I would just hang on. Look at Old Zheng, he's the same outside as Old Liu. I'm still the same at home, doing whatever I should do. A life of wealth and glory is better than a bitter life without money. Even if you don't value a man's status and position, you still have to find a reliable man. Actually, the method often determines the result. This unreliable method of yours will definitely not have a reliable result." Ma Lili used herself as an example to enlighten Wang Juan.

Wang Juan had long been intoxicated in the game she designed and naturally couldn't listen to her cousin Ma Lili's persuasion. However, to let Ma Lili share her design results, Wang Juan still explained patiently: "Sister Lili, my house naturally won't be rented to a vagrant. I have set a threshold, and this threshold has eliminated many unqualified people. I asked you to come today to help me advise on how high this threshold should be set..."

Zhao Desan was chatting with Sister Lan absent-mindedly while secretly paying attention to the chattering of the two mature young women behind him. It wasn't until very late, when they left the Western restaurant, that Zhao Desan withdrew his mind and began to focus on flirting with Sister Lan. Under the dining table of the Western restaurant, Zhao Desan first pretended to accidentally touch Sister Lan's calf with his toe, then chuckled, and then began to consciously touch Ma Lan's calf with his toe. Seeing Ma Lan blushing slightly, only looking at him with feigned anger, but not resisting, he intensified his efforts, unscrupulously taking off his shoes and rubbing her calf with his toes...

Several rubs made Ma Lan's face flush slightly. It was itchy on her legs, and even more itchy in her heart. She really couldn't resist that tingling, numbing feeling like an electric shock, so she whispered: "Desan, stop it, this is a public place, it's not good if seen by others."

"It's okay, no one will see." Zhao Desan said with a wicked smile, becoming even more unscrupulous, actually rubbing her leg with his toes, sliding up along her smooth calf, and even entering her knee-length skirt, slowly moving along the inside of her elastic, fleshy thigh toward that fascinating place... Ma Lan's face became even more rosy, and she lowered her head in shame, her two legs naturally clamping together slightly. However, her whole body felt as if it had no strength. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop the path of Zhao Desan's foot. Before long, she felt a tingling sensation coming from the sensitive area between her legs. She could clearly feel his toes intentionally scratching through her thin little panties. That tingling sensation swept through her central nervous system in waves, making her uncontrollably let out a low 'uh' sound from deep in her throat. This gasp, made by a woman because of intoxication and unbearable desire, was heard very clearly in the quiet Western restaurant. After letting out this unbearable gasp, Ma Lan instantly regained some reason, scared to widen her eyes, and hurriedly reached out to cover her mouth. After a nervous look around, seeing that it hadn't attracted the attention of other guests, she breathed a sigh of relief. But the hand covering her mouth didn't dare to move away easily, because that tingling feeling was too stimulating. She was like someone who had lost consciousness, a bit unable to control the urge to hum and moan.

Seeing Sister Lan's face, which had become as red as fire, a triumphant, wicked smile hung on Zhao Desan's face. While pretending to be serious and using other topics to distract Ma Lan's attention, his toes scratched slightly... Not long after, he actually felt a trace of coolness on his big toe, as if it were soaked in water. Zhao Desan's heart was filled with surprise, because he knew that there was only one possibility for this feeling: Sister Lan couldn't bear the teasing of his toes anymore and had a strong female physiological reaction. And he could also clearly feel that Sister Lan's legs were clamping together tighter and tighter. Needless to say, how excited Zhao Desan was at this moment, he was even boiling with blood.

"Why does it smell so bad?" Just as Zhao Desan was getting carried away, the middle-aged woman in the pair next to them suddenly complained. Hearing her say this, Zhao Desan instinctively pulled his foot out of Sister Lan's skirt with a 'whoosh', because he knew very well that this was because he had taken off his shoes, and a not-so-strong foot odor was emanating from his feet. If he continued to 'go his own way', he would inevitably be found by the gaze of the woman next door as the source of the odor.

It was so thrilling! Just as Zhao Desan pulled his foot back and put on his shoes, the woman next door wrinkled her nose while sniffing, turned her head toward this side, and looked at Zhao Desan with suspicious eyes. Zhao Desan secretly winked at Ma Lan, whose face was flushed with peach blossoms, and held back from laughing.

Seeing Zhao Desan's comical expression, Ma Lan couldn't help but burst into laughter. Fortunately, the woman next door didn't see anything and it wasn't convenient to say anything. She just swept a strange look at Zhao Desan and Ma Lan, then fanned in front of her nose and continued to chat with the man opposite.

Although this little episode interrupted Zhao Desan's teasing of Sister Lan, Sister Lan was, after all, a middle-aged woman of forty. Years of lonely life made her very eager for a man's care and love. The double loneliness of body and mind made her unable to continue chatting with him calmly under Zhao Desan's teasing just now. Her mind was already a mess, and there was only one thought: she wanted to 'revisit the old relationship' with Zhao Desan.

So, Ma Lan, with a face like peach blossoms, stopped laughing and looked at Zhao Desan affectionately with those peach blossom eyes, saying gently: "Desan, why don't we go?"

"Where to?" Zhao Desan asked this deliberately. He wanted to hand the initiative to Ma Lan and let her arrange it.

Ma Lan smiled faintly in embarrassment and said: "Why don't we find a quieter place to chat?"

Speaking of a 'quieter place', Zhao Desan's first reaction was to go to a hotel to open a room. So, he pretended to be confused and said: "Then Sister Lan, where do you say we should go?"

Ma Lan pretended to be lost in thought and said with a hint of shame: "Why don't... why don't we open a room to chat?"

Sure enough, it was within his expectations. This was the benefit of dealing with mature women. Once their deep inner desires were stimulated, everything would follow naturally, and there was no need for him to rack his brains anymore. A wicked smile of understanding hung on Zhao Desan's face, and he nodded.

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nbsp; Seeing Zhao Desan agree, Ma Lan smiled in embarrassment with a red face, then took her LV leather bag from the chair next to her, took out her phone, made a call, booked a room, looked at Zhao Desan with mutual understanding, and got up to leave the Western restaurant...

The two drove the car into the underground parking lot and took the elevator directly to the lobby on the first floor. Because Ma Lan was a senior VIP of this four-star hotel, the check-in procedure was very simple. In less than half a minute, she took the room card and walked into the elevator side by side with Zhao Desan...