Chapter 871

Zhao Desan was looking very intently and forgot this was in the office. He shook his shoulder and said impatiently: "Aiya, don't move."

Lan Mei didn't move him anymore, just stood behind him silently, seeing how serious this guy was, actually looking at these photos so forgetfully.

Staring at the tender body of Section Chief Lan on the computer screen for a while, Zhao Desan suddenly felt something was wrong. Everyone in this office had left, why was there still someone patting his shoulder and calling him from behind? Thinking of the familiar voice just now, he suddenly realized it was bad. Terrible! It's Section Chief Lan, Zhao Desan called out secretly in his heart. He couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle, his back break out in a cold sweat. He frowned, pursed his lips, and quickly clicked the mouse, closing the photos on the screen. With an extremely panicked and embarrassed expression, he slowly turned his head. Sure enough, he saw Section Chief Lan standing behind him, her face gloomy and flushed, her eyes looking at him bewitchingly.

"Section... Section Chief Lan, you... you haven't... haven't gotten off... work yet?" Zhao Desan's mood was too nervous, his expression was extremely embarrassed, and his speech became stuttering. Although Zhao Desan had always been able to remain calm and composed in various complex environments, today's scene was truly too embarrassing, making him really feel like he had nowhere to hide for a moment. He lowered his head with a complex expression, wishing he could find a place to crawl into.

"Zhao Desan, what were you looking at so intently just now?" Lan Mei was originally very angry, but seeing him look so ashamed, she asked unhurriedly instead. Her eyes were bewitching and contained shyness, and her face was flushed with a slight redness.

"I... I wasn't looking at anything." Zhao Desan lowered his head with an extremely embarrassed expression and stammered.

"Not looking at anything?" Lan Mei's voice rose an octave, her willow eyebrows frowned, a wave of gloomy energy condensed between her eyebrows, and she looked at him.

It's all his own fault for being too immersed in looking at those photos just now, not noticing the office door sound for a while, not even knowing that the person in the photos, Section Chief Lan, was standing behind him. Zhao Desan truly regretted it to the extreme; he could only blame himself for being too obsessed with Section Chief Lan's graceful and hot figure. The lewd pictures on the screen just now must have been seen by her completely. Zhao Desan lowered his head and stammered, unable to respond.

"I have already deleted those photos from the phone, where did you get them?" Lan Mei's willow eyebrows twitched, and she asked angrily with a red face.

"I... I..." Zhao Desan was truly too embarrassed to say his own filthy behavior. If Section Chief Lan knew that he had secretly copied those photos out of selfishness, Section Chief Lan would definitely have a greatly reduced impression of him immediately. Originally, standing up for her was to establish his prestige in her heart and make her deepen her good impression of him, who knew it would actually backfire.

"Where exactly did you get these photos? Is the phone still saved somewhere? Take the phone out." Lan Mei said in a commanding tone.

"No... Section Chief Lan, you have already deleted them on the phone." Zhao Desan stammered.

"Take it out!" Section Chief Lan's voice rose an octave, and she reached out her hand in front of him, commanding him to take out that phone.

Helplessly, Zhao Desan took the phone out of his pants pocket and tremblingly placed it in Section Chief Lan's palm. Lan Mei snatched the phone away with a "whoosh," gave him a look, and started pressing the phone. After searching through it, she found that it was indeed gone from the phone, so she threw the phone on the table, looked at him shyly and angrily, and scolded: "Zhao Desan, I don't care how you kept these photos, you delete them in front of me immediately, otherwise I will make you look good later!"

"Section Chief Lan, I... I will confess honestly, you... you must not be angry." Seeing the situation was a bit complex, Zhao Desan saw that he could only confess for leniency.

"You say, I'll see what purpose you had." Seeing that he had racked his brains to get these photos back from Zheng Tulu for her, Section Chief Lan's tone softened a bit, her tight face gradually relaxed, and her face was flushed with a slight redness, looking somewhat charming.

Seeing Section Chief Lan's tone soften a bit, Zhao Desan gradually became less nervous. He raised his head and said with a grin: "Section Chief Lan, confess for leniency, resist for severity. I confess, you must be a bit more tolerant."

"Less giggling, hurry up and say, why did you secretly keep these photos." Section Chief Lan gave him a look and scolded, but her tone was clearly not as cold as just now, and her expression also appeared much more relaxed.

Seeing Section Chief Lan's anger had dissipated quite a bit, Zhao Desan was not so nervous anymore, so he confessed honestly: "Section Chief Lan, I actually wanted to keep them to look at myself, but your figure is really great, very attractive."

"Zhao Desan, you..." Lan Mei felt as if she had been teased by this guy, but being praised for having a good figure made her feel very useful in her heart. Even if she wanted to get angry, she couldn't. She gave him a fierce look and said: "I don't care for what purpose you kept them, you hurry up and delete them for me."

"I really... I'm really a bit reluctant." Zhao Desan whispered to himself.

"Zhao Desan, what did you say?" Section Chief Lan picked up her thin willow eyebrows, her eyes looked very bewitching, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, a bit angry.

Zhao Desan said "Oh" and immediately said: "I said I will delete them right now." Saying this, he turned around, grasped the mouse, and deleted the compressed file package downloaded on the desktop.

Lan Mei was afraid this guy wouldn't be honest and would restore them from the recycle bin, so she continued to look cold and said in a commanding tone: "Recycle bin, clean it too."

"No way?" Zhao Desan turned his face and looked at her in shock.

"Hurry up." Lan Mei commanded.

"Alright." Zhao Desan feigned looking at her with great regret before cleaning the recycle bin empty. Actually, these photos were still saved in his email. How could he delete them so easily? These lewd photos might be useful some day. After all, there are no permanent friends in the political arena. Currently, although he got along well with Section Chief Lan, who knew if they would suddenly fall out some day? Then wouldn't these photos come in handy?

Seeing with her own eyes that Zhao Desan deleted the photos and emptied the recycle bin, Lan Mei was relieved. Perhaps thinking that those hot photos of hers had been looked at thoroughly by Zhao Desan, Lan Mei's two cheeks remained slightly flushed. Her dark, bright eyes emitted a bewitching luster, the corners of her mouth bloomed with a shallow, shy smile, and she softened her tone: "Alright, I'm leaving first, you get off work early too." After finishing, she turned around and walked out, twisting her plump buttocks.

Just at this moment, Zhao Desan felt the phone in his pants pocket vibrating. A call came in. In his urgency, he couldn't care about greeting Section Chief Lan and saying goodbye. He originally wanted to take this opportunity to have more contact with her. He took the phone out of his pants pocket and looked. The screen displayed "Sister Su." Zhao Desan thought it was because he hadn't returned in time after work and Sister Su was anxious again, so he answered the call and called out sweetly: "Sister Su." ===== CHAPTER 872 =====