Chapter 894

"Good, good." Zhao Desan nodded with a chuckle, walked to the sofa, put the Great Wall dry red he was carrying on the coffee table, and sat down. Lan Mei had already made a cup of tea and brought it to him, saying: "Drink some water and wait a while, the dishes are not all stir-fried yet."

Zhao Desan hurriedly bowed and took the cup with both hands and chuckled: "It's okay, it's okay, anyway, I'm not hungry."

"Okay, then you watch TV first, I will go stir-fry." Lan Mei said and turned to walk to the kitchen.

Zhao Desan didn't look carefully at the layout of her home when he came to Director Lan's home last time. At this time, while drinking tea, he looked at the layout and furnishings of Lan Mei's home. The three-bedroom, one-living room house was not decorated very high-end, but it was also very modern, looking very clean and comfortable. It was just that he felt that such a big house was lived in by only one woman, which was a bit deserted.

After carefully surveying Division Chief Lan's home, Zhao Desan set down his teacup and shifted his gaze toward the kitchen, where the sizzling sound of stir-frying came from. He saw Division Chief Lan's back and his eyes lit up instantly. He discovered that she was actually wearing a pink silk nightgown. From behind, her jade-like back was half-exposed, the fragrant, snow-white skin looking clear, cool, and extremely sexy. As he slowly moved his gaze down from her fair, fragrant shoulders, past the icy, jade-like back, he saw her lower back and beautiful buttocks, which were covered by the pink silk fabric. The texture of the nightgown was very soft, clinging almost tightly to her body as it draped down, perfectly showcasing the graceful curves of her figure. Her buttocks looked round, fleshy, and perky—simply stunning. The hem of the nightgown just barely covered her beautiful buttocks, and her legs were long, straight, fair, and flawless, a natural masterpiece. Such a figure was truly graceful, and this half-hidden, half-revealed attire was even more heart-stirring, making Zhao Desan unable to help but let his imagination run wild. It wasn't until Lan Mei finished cooking a dish and turned around that Zhao Desan snapped his head back, picking up his empty teacup and pretending to be busy.

"Little Zhao, you wait a while, another dish will be ready soon." Lan Mei said this when she brought the dishes to the dining room, afraid that he would be anxious.

"Good, not in a hurry." Zhao Desan said with a chuckle, watching Director Lan wearing an apron and bringing dishes, looking very much like a young married woman who was a good wife and mother. Really didn't expect Director Lan to be a woman who could enter the hall and enter the kitchen. Not only did she show her outstanding ability to perform her duties at work, but she could also cook. Although he hadn't tasted her cooking yet, the room was already filled with curling fragrance, and he felt a bit drooling when he smelled it. ===== CHAPTER 895 =====