Chapter 57

Ma Ting urged, "Hurry up! I want to sleep!"

Ma Lan responded, "Hmm, wait a moment."

Zhao Desan's face was pale, and he asked in a panic, "Sister Lan, what should I do?"

Ma Lan looked around and whispered, "Desan, you hide in the wardrobe first."

Zhao Desan could only do this. He used his hands and feet, pulled up his pants, hugged his jacket, jumped off the bed, and secretly drilled into the wardrobe to hide. He even covered himself with a few long trench coats, his heart beating wildly, fearing that Ma Ting would discover his affair with Ma Lan.

Ma Lan put on her clothes, got off the bed, walked to the door, took a deep breath, smoothed out her uneasy mood, squeezed a smile at the corner of her mouth, and opened the door. Ma Ting pouted and complained, "Why are you changing clothes when you're already sleeping! Give me some money, I have no money to spend!"

Ma Lan had a panicked smile on her face and said, "How much? Mom will get it for you right now."

Ma Ting said casually, "Get a few thousand first."

Ma Lan said, "Okay." She turned around, her heart beating uneasily, walked to the bedside, opened the bedside table, took a stack from the pile of red banknotes inside, pulled out half, put the other half back on the pile of banknotes, took half of it, got up, walked to the door, handed it to Ma Ting, and said, "There's about five thousand, you use it first, if it's not enough, tell Mom."

Ma Ting took the money, patted it lightly in her hand, turned around to leave, but suddenly turned her head back and asked, "Zhao Desan is gone, right? He didn't even say hello to me! Really!"

Zhao Desan hid in the wardrobe, looking out through the gap. Ma Ting was wearing a nightgown. Through the silk fabric, he could see two small hills without a bra. The tips were just like two small red beans, shyly hiding under the nightgown.

Ma Lan was panicked and uneasy, but her expression looked very calm. She smiled lightly and said, "Alright, it's not early, you have to go to school tomorrow, hurry back to your room and sleep."

Ma Ting turned around and walked away, twisting her flat butt. Ma Lan closed the door, leaned against the door, covered her chest, and let out a long sigh. She turned her face to look at the wardrobe, squeezed a smile at the corner of her mouth, and said, "Alright, little man, come out!"

Zhao Desan was quite grateful to Ma Ting for knocking on the door. He had been pressed under Ma Lan's body and ravaged, unable to release at all. Not only did he not feel comfortable, but he felt his treasure was rubbed and hurt. When he came out of the wardrobe, Zhao Desan was already dressed neatly.

Ma Lan walked to the bed, sat down, patted the bed, and said, "Come here, sit by sister's side!"

That commanding tone and unfinished look made Zhao Desan complain bitterly in his heart. He smiled bitterly and said, "Sister Lan, let's stop here for today. I have to go to work tomorrow, I have to go back."

Ma Lan pouted like a little girl and said, "But sister hasn't arrived yet!"

Zhao Desan saw that she wouldn't give up and thought that these mature women were really addicted, which made him, who was full of vigor, a bit unable to handle it. He frowned, smiled bitterly, and said, "Sister Lan, I really have to go. You don't want me to lose my job, do you?"

Ma Lan looked at him angrily and said, "Go, go!"

Zhao Desan saw that she was angry, so he smiled "Hehe," walked over, sat on her side, put his arm around her shoulder, and began to speak sweet words: "Sister Lan, there will be plenty of time in the future. Besides, your daughter is here, it's not convenient. When Sunday comes and I'm off, you can come to my place."

Ma Lan turned her head, frowned slightly, and said, "It's not convenient at your house either, your parents are there."

Zhao Desan chuckled and said, "I live alone, it's very convenient. Sister Lan, whatever you want to do when you come, it's fine, I'll definitely satisfy you!"

Ma Lan's charming eyes became bright, a wicked smile rose at the corner of her mouth, and she said, "Sister will spare you today, next time I must eat you!"

Zhao Desan asked with a wicked smile, "Sister Lan, do you want to steam it, boil it, or stir-fry it?"

Ma Lan joked, "Cut it off and eat it cold!"

Zhao Desan chuckled, pinched her breasts twice, and said, "Then I'll be waiting!"

Ma Lan raised her willow eyebrows and said, "If you tease sister again, sister won't let you go!"

Zhao Desan hurriedly stood up and said, "Sister Lan, then I'm going."

Ma Lan got up and said, "Sister will take you back."

Zhao Desan worried, "Is Seeing Seeing Seeing Seeing Seeing Seeing Tingting okay alone at home?"

Ma Lan smiled lightly and said, "She must be asleep. You go out quietly and wait for me, I'll be out in a moment."

Zhao Desan immediately opened a gap in the door, looked around like a thief, went out on tiptoe, quietly slipped to the living room door, carefully opened the door, slipped out, and came to Ma Lan's car to wait for her.

Ma Lan put on a trench coat and followed immediately. She pressed the car key button, and it beeped twice. Zhao Desan opened the car door and got in.

Ma Lan came over and got into the car. When she started the car, Ma Ting's voice sounded: "Mom, why are you going out so late?"

Ma Ting was standing on the balcony of her bedroom on the second floor, wearing a nightgown, looking angry.

Zhao Desan hurriedly curled up in the car, breaking into a cold sweat. Fortunately, he got into the car, otherwise he would have been discovered by Ma Ting.

Ma Lan smiled in a panic, looked up, and said, "I have something to do, go out for a while, you go to sleep, don't wait for me."

Ma Ting pouted, frowned, and turned into the balcony.

Ma Lan started the car and drove Zhao Desan to his home. When Zhao Desan got out of the car and was about to leave, Ma Lan grabbed him and threw herself into his arms. Feeling such a wide embrace accommodating her, she felt very warm in her heart and said reluctantly, "Little man, hug sister in the car before going back?"

Zhao Desan joked, "Then Sister Lan, why don't you just go back with me."

Ma Lan didn't expect to raise her head, looking surprised, and asked, "Really? That's good."

Zhao Desan's words had already been spoken, so it was not good to take them back. He could only bite the bullet and agree, taking Ma Lan back to his home.

Zhao Desan was a young man who didn't usually clean up. His home was a mess, and moldy toilet paper balls were thrown everywhere on the bedroom floor.

Ma Lan saw these things and asked him with a wicked smile, "Little man, what are these paper balls for?"

Zhao Desan smiled embarrassedly, hurriedly kicked these paper balls aside with his feet, tidied up the bed that was rolled into a ball, and said, "Sister Lan, it's not early, let's sleep, how about it?"