Chapter 4107: Are you missing me

Ma Lan was already used to being 'watched' by men. She smiled elegantly and said: "If they like to look, let them look. Anyway, I don't care, I only care about how you look at me."

"You are the most beautiful in my heart." Zhao Desan said with a grin.

Ma Lan gave him a white look with feigned anger and said: "After so many years, your mouth is still so sweet, it hasn't changed at all. But that's good, you officials must have a sweet mouth and learn to flatter leaders, so that you can get promoted, right?"

Zhao Desan smiled, didn't answer Ma Lan's question, picked up his wine glass and said: "Come, Sister Lan, let's drink."

The two drank four bottles of beer, and Zhao Desan still wanted to drink, but Ma Lan dissuaded him: "Desan, let's not drink anymore, let's find a place to chat properly, how about it?"

Looking at Ma Lan's amorous expression, Zhao Desan could feel the meaning of Ma Lan's words. He nodded with a smile, called the waiter to pay the bill, drove Ma Lan to a budget hotel in the district, opened a room, and the two went in.

It was already late at night. Entering the hotel room, Ma Lan's first move was to turn on the TV, put her handbag on the coffee table, and then sat on the sofa, looking at Zhao Desan with eyes like silk, and said somewhat shyly: "Desan, we haven't been together for a long time."

"Yes." Zhao Desan smiled and said, "Sister Lan, are you missing me?" As he spoke, Zhao Desan took advantage of the bright light in the room to look carefully at Ma Lan, who was wearing a white suit, looking so radiant.

Ma Lan's soul-hooking beautiful eyes were full of charm between her eyes, and a amorous smile was on her delicate and pretty face that could be broken by a blow. She started her sexy red lips gently and said with a shy face: "Who is missing you?"

"Sister Lan, if you aren't missing me, what is it?" Zhao Desan sat down and held Ma Lan's jade-like little hand gently.

"Desan, do you think Secretary Wu's husband will pester..." Wu Min realized something was wrong and hurriedly stopped her words.

Mentioning Wu Min's husband, Big Pianyuan, in front of Zhao Desan was a very disappointing thing.

Zhao Desan didn't care. He smiled easily and said: "He won't pester you, I'm here." Between his words, he appeared so confident.

Perhaps influenced by Zhao Desan, Ma Lan easily rested her head on Zhao Desan's shoulder, like a little bird, leaning in his arms.

Zhao Desan smiled slightly. Ma Lan was a mature woman after all, and that generous posture made him feel very gratified. Only by being with such a woman could he exert a man's level.

Beside the hotel's large Simmons bed, in Zhao Desan's arms, Ma Lan's face was flushed with fire, and her heart was already infinitely shy...

Following Zhao Desan's gentle movements, he skillfully unfastened Ma Lan's belt and took her skirt off her smooth, delicate, slender, snow-white legs. Except for a pair of small, transparent panties, there was nothing else covering Ma Lan's delicate jade body.

Ma Lan, with her beautiful features and moving temperament, had crystal-clear, snow-white skin that shimmered with an ivory luster, and her soft, shapely legs were like a lotus rising from the water or a snow-white lily. Her two long, smooth, snow-white legs were shyly pressed together, concealing the intoxicating spring scenery within the flower's stamen. Gazing at such a vivid, alluring, and charming body, a fire-like glow appeared in Zhao Desan's eyes, and he couldn't help but pull Ma Lan tightly into his arms and lock onto her fragrant lips.

After a kiss that made people breathless, Ma Lan hurriedly hid in the bathroom, locked the bathroom door, and then removed the last layer of covering on her body, sliding her delicate body into the large bathtub all at once.

Ma Lan stretched her arms, teasing the beautiful flower petals in the water, breathing the rich floral fragrance that filled the air.

Ma Lan, lying on her side in the bathtub, was graceful and showed a dreamlike charm unique to a mature woman in the misty water.

Her curly long hair was entangled on her proud chest and round shoulders like black waves, and water droplets were condensed on the tips of her hair, crystal clear, flashing, which was particularly eye-catching, as if adding a few points of girlish purity to the beauty of the young woman.

Her two white, smooth arms were like two sections of jade lotus roots, spotless, weak and boneless. Her curled snow-white legs were faintly visible in the water, which was really too tempting.

Recalling Zhao Desan's gaze at her body without blinking just now, Ma Lan couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, adding a few more points of joy and satisfaction in her heart that her beauty had not changed.

Climbing up from the water barefoot, taking a bath towel and wiping her whole body slightly, Ma Lan caught a glimpse of her proud and wonderful figure in the mirror, and Ma Lan felt a particularly confident feeling in her heart at this moment...

The bedside lamp, which showed an ambiguous color, was turned on by Zhao Desan, who had been impatient outside, with a 'pa' sound, and the light in the whole room immediately turned into an ambiguous pink. On the large Simmons bed, a scene of spring beauty: the woman's snow-white, crystal-clear body lay on the big bed, and her two pink, smooth, beautiful legs were arranged in an 'm' shape that was enough to make people go crazy...

The pair of beautiful legs stepping on the snow-white sheets were as white as jade, white with red, small and exquisite...

Zhao Desan noticed with excitement that in Ma Lan's lower body, she didn't know when she had removed those hairs, and not a single blade of grass could be seen. Except for white and delicate pink, no other miscellaneous colors could be found.

Seeing this, Zhao Desan sighed secretly in his heart, damn it, Sister Lan actually shaved her hair! Zhao Desan was simply excited to the extreme. At this time, Zhao Desan gently lay on her proud jade body, reached out his palm, and tightly wrapped the round big white rabbits. Suddenly, the whole palm was full of the elasticity and fullness of the plump breasts. He couldn't help but knead it hard a few times, and the smooth, soft feeling and the woman's uncontrollable low moans echoed each other...

The flat and flexible lower abdomen of this top-notch female boss under him rose and fell rapidly, and every inch of white and tender skin was undulating like waves in the exciting impact...

Only then did Ma Lan know that a woman's sensitive parts were so many. Whether it was the light licking at the ear roots and pink neck, or the twisting and picking at the chest and abdomen, it could always give her a feeling of flying in the clouds and mist.

Just at the critical moment when Zhao Desan straightened his waist and aimed at the vital point, Ma Lan suddenly reached out and covered the Jade Gate Pass tightly, looking at Zhao Desan shyly and asking: "You just did it this afternoon, aren't you tired?"

"Silly, I will never be tired when I am with you." Zhao Desan smiled wickedly while pulling away Ma Lan's little hand that was blocking the vital point, and entered the wonderful flower petal cave with great force.

"Ah... it hurts to death..." Because Zhao Desan's guy was too big and entered too quickly, it hurt Ma Lan to tears. In the sound of pain, when Zhao Desan tightened his waist, he actually drove her whole delicate buttocks away from the bed surface... I don't know how long it took, Zhao Desan was exhausted and almost exhausted all his physical strength before finally conquering the deepest part of Ma Lan's body... A night of lingering and revisiting the old feelings made both of them feel exceptionally happy.

After Zhao Desan woke up from a deep sleep, thinking of the wonderful taste of last night, a satisfied smile couldn't help but hang on the corner of his mouth. Ma Lan in his arms hadn't woken up yet. Zhao Desan turned to take the cigarette on the bedside table, and his eyes inadvertently passed over a large pool of shocking filth. The smile on his face couldn't be hidden more and more, and he almost laughed out loud. How could she flow so much water!

After smoking a cigarette, Zhao Desan noticed that Ma Lan's breathing was a bit abnormal, 'Baby, stop pretending to be asleep!" He opened his arms to embrace Ma Lan's slender waist, 'Pa!' and slapped her plump buttocks, which felt much fuller than before, heavily.

"Mm..." I don't know if it was intentional temptation or if the love fire was burning, a low moan that was charming to the extreme floated out from Ma Lan's cherry lips.

Damn it! So tempting! Zhao Desan felt his bones were numb, smiled wickedly, and hugged Ma Lan onto his lap all at once. His left index finger hooked up gently, and her chin, which was as smooth and tender as jade, was first a light taste of stopping, and then slowly evolved into a storm-like sucking and sticking. After a while of rubbing temples and grinding ears, the two of them were breathing a bit rapidly.

Zhao Desan's head was still infatuatedly buried in Ma Lan's hair. He liked the elegant fragrance on Ma Lan's body very much. It smelled very good, and that unique soft and greasy breath of a mature woman was intoxicating.

Such amorous feelings were undoubtedly the strongest and most fascinating aphrodisiac for Zhao Desan. When Zhao Desan's right hand reached into the place between Ma Lan's legs, which was shaved clean, the crescent moon in the sky brought a bit of shyness and pulled open a piece of white clouds to cover her hot cheeks.

Ma Lan, who was trapped in the tide of desire and unable to extricate herself, closed her beautiful eyes like silk even more. The slight trembling between her lips and teeth, and the blush that spread rapidly on her body, completely betrayed her mood of being unable to look forward to it at this moment. That messy long hair added a few points of wanton charm.

The long-lost passion was just like it had never happened before. That vivid feeling completely swallowed Ma Lan's remaining restraint. The loneliness fire of a mature woman that had been suppressed for a long time was now vigorously burning her mature and charming body, making her lost in the vortex of extreme pleasure. The two hugged each other with all their might, as if they wanted to rub the other into their own body. The occasional communication between their minds was the touch of lips and lips, and that wet, hot, and tender feeling was refreshing.

"Desan, love me hard..." Ma Lan's voice was full of rising flames, perhaps mixed with a trace of obsession with love. ===== CHAPTER 4108 =====