Zhao Jianhui smiled, reached out his hand, and grabbed Liu Juan and sat on his legs. [.Com Text/Text//"Where are you doing when you are having a meal?" Liu Juan put down the wine glass in her hand and looked at Zhao Jianhui in a little panic and asked.

Zhao Jianhui did not answer immediately, but looked up and met Liu Juan's begging eyes. The result of looking at each other was that Liu Juan lowered her head slightly under Zhao Jianhui's gaze with a mighty look, and a shyness suddenly flashed on her face. In front of Zhao Jianhui, Liu Juan always felt a little scared and willing to surrender.

In her eyes dodged, Zhao Jianhui's eyes went from her plump breasts to her still slender waist, to her smooth belly, to her slightly spread pink legs under her black short skirt...

Because of being at home, Liu Juan had a pair of slender feet without socks under her black skirt and pink legs. When she was pulled over by Zhao Jianhui just now, a cute white slipper with pink petals on one foot fell to the ground. The white arches were blushed in the pink white, and the dark blue veins could see the flow of blood.

Beauty is unparalleled.

"Ah!" Liu Juan suddenly let out a light cry, with a panic in her eyes, and her legs kicked forward in an instant: "Let me down, I'm having a meal, big wolf..." He stretched out his toes to hook the shoes on the ground, turned around, and saw Zhao Jianhui's eyes shaking with his white and tender little feet, Liu Juan's face turned redder.

After putting on the shoes and sitting back, Liu Juan lowered her head and said, "Don't leave in such a hurry? Let's finish the meal with me first... Come on, do you taste the two side dishes I made? "

A wry smile appeared on Zhao Jianhui's face: "I have not moved my chopsticks yet, but I have been filled with two glasses of wine by you. How do I know the taste of the dishes you cook? I thought you wanted me to get drunk, so what..."

"I won't make it for you next time..." Liu Juan rolled her eyes and said to Zhao Jianhui. However, Zhao Jianhui stretched out his hand and put it on Liu Juan's shoulder: "Come on, you have been busy for a long time, let's eat together..."

"Zhao Jianhui, you are a good person!" Liu Juan looked up and looked at Zhao Jianhui sincerely: "It is my luck to meet you in this life." "Haha, we have passed this sentence now, right?" Zhao Jianhui hugged her tightly, touched her chopsticks, picked up the dishes and put them into Liu Juan's mouth.

"Try this..." Liu Juan also picked up a chopstick dish and delivered it to Zhao Jianhui's mouth, and said in a charming way. "Well, it tastes delicious... But no matter how delicious the dish is, it is not as delicious as you..." Zhao Jianhui said vaguely while swallowing.

Liu Juan burst into laughter when he said this, raised her glass and said, "Let's have another drink together!" Zhao Jianhui didn't want her to get drunk, so he quickly raised his hand and pressed Liu Juan's hand and said, "Don't drink it, you'll get drunk if you drink it again. I'll pack the remaining wine. Just watch me drink it!"

"I want to get drunk today..." Liu Juan looked at Zhao Jianhui affectionately: "What's going on in this life? To be honest, I'm a miserable woman, but since I met you, I've been so lucky to have a baby born from my mother. I never dared to dream of being such a big official? All this is like a dream... Come on, let's have another drink, I want to get drunk today..."

"Okay, you want to get drunk for a while. But if you get drunk, I'll go to Lejing to sleep tonight..." Zhao Jianhui laughed, his palm slowly slid from her shoulders, and embraced her slender waist.

Zhao Jianhui's hand just touched Liu Juan's waist, and the woman's waist seemed to be equipped with a bearing. She turned around and lay on Zhao Jianhui's thigh: "You dare to leave..."

"You're drunk, what can I do if I stay?" Zhao Jianhui said jokingly, his lips slowly leaning over. At this time, Liu Juan suddenly pounced forward and pressed Zhao Jianhui on the sofa. Her red face came over, and her little mouth whispered in Zhao Jianhui's ear: "If you don't drink, don't drink... Don't leave, stay with me!"

Zhao Jianhui raised his head slightly to greet her mouth that touched her face.

"You are so evil. People haven't done that for several days. They want everything they want. They are all you seduced and can't even eat a meal..." Liu Juan suddenly said sadly while hugging each other and kissing her.

While talking, Zhao Jianhui felt a warm hand gently pulling the zipper, and crawling in and rubbing it through the underwear. Zhao Jianhui had that idea, but because he was on the dining table, he was embarrassed just now. Now that Liu Juan teased him like this, the thing immediately stood up completely.

Hi, what's wrong with me today? I'm not as good as Liu Juan, a woman? Thinking of this, he grabbed Liu Juan's hair with one hand and pressed it down hard...

"Oh!" Liu Juan shouted in pain, and Zhao Jianhui instinctively relaxed. Liu Juan raised her head, looked at Zhao Jianhui with big eyes with her eyes circulating, and said in a low voice: "You are really bad, you are really bad, you are like this... How can you eat if you are like this?"

Zhao Jianhui pushed his hands down again and said breathlessly: "If you don't eat, don't eat. Eat you first. If the food is cold, we will go out to eat later..." Liu Juan struggled for a while, kissed her through her underwear, and whispered: "Why don't you wash it first, it will taste..."

Zhao Jianhui looked at Liu Juan indifferently, with a firm face. One hand went into her collar and pinched it a little and gently exerted it. Liu Juan twisted her body slightly. She felt the man's hand constantly pinch the fullness on her chest into various shapes. The legs were slightly hot, and she gritted her teeth and stretched out her hand to completely free Zhao Jianhui. She opened her mouth and said in a sad and coquettish manner: "I can't eat this meal anymore. I'll bite this bad thing for you..." As she said, Liu Juan's watery big eyes rolled her eyelids again and looked at Zhao Jianhui, but she lowered her head slowly.

The feeling of being wrapped in warmth and dampness made Zhao Jianhui feel a low hum. While enjoying Liu Juan's smooth tongue, he reached out to talk about his skirt and gently pulled down the barrier deep. When Zhao Jianhui's thumb passed by a wrinkle, Liu Juan twisted her body in panic, stopped and looked up and said, "Don't touch there... it's so itchy!"

Looking at her delicate face and a crystal slim liquid hanging beside her red mouth, Zhao Jianhui's evil taste reached a peak. This stimulating feeling made Zhao Jianhui very excited. When his fingers deliberately pressed on the wrinkles, Liu Juan suddenly twisted her snake-like waist that was caught on her neck. She looked up and looked at Zhao Jianhui begging and said, "Don't... don't..."

It’s a pity that Zhao Jianhui was not willing to listen to her? His fingers still successfully fell into it. Liu Juan blushed and stopped talking, but just took Zhao Jianhui in her mouth and twisted her body desperately.

After touching her, Liu Juan, who was being touched by her hands, was already slightly red. Finally, she tilted her legs and stepped on Zhao Jianhui, took a long deep breath, and looked at Zhao Jianhui with blurred eyes and whispered: "You... did you do it on purpose?... You know that they haven't touched their bodies for several days, but you still torture them like this? I... I will do it myself..." As she said that, Liu Juan arched her body, reached out to support her, and found the right position to sit down...

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Gasping heavily, Liu Juan, who was lying on the bed, had a hint of shyness on her face. When she turned over, her eyebrows couldn't help but frown.

The two of them have been together for five or six years since Xilin, but whenever they "meet honestly" with Zhao Jianhui, she still looks shy as if she is newlywed. But after enjoying it, she usually looks satisfied, and she rarely has ever had her eyebrows tightly frowning like today.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Jianhui looked at it carefully and asked casually.

"It's all your fault... I still hurt a little!" Liu Juan gave Zhao Jianhui a blank look, but a satisfied smile appeared on her face. Zhao Jianhui's palm stroked her silky smooth spine, and said with a low smile: "Then you called so loudly just now, aren't you afraid that others will hear it?"

"I hate it, it hurts... You haven't touched there for a long time!" Liu Juan said with a little resentment: "I'll go take a shower and keep the rice warm later. Let's eat it at home."

"Haha, what are you doing? Are you afraid of being seen by someone, or have no strength to go out?" Zhao Jianhui smiled and asked while litting a cigarette.

"Don't you care?" Liu Juan said as she walked into the bathroom.

In fact, Zhao Jianhui doesn't care much about being seen with Liu Juan, especially now, Liu Juan is about to take over as the secretary of the provincial party committee //The chief of the provincial party committee and himself. It is normal to remember it together. Even if someone sees it, what can you do? But after all, his identity is different. You should avoid it if you should pay attention to it. But as long as you are not caught and sleep with Liu Juan, others dare not say anything.

As for what others will think, it’s not that you can control it.

Listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, Zhao Jianhui was sitting on the bed in his pajamas smoking a cigarette. The light blue smoke looked a little charming under the lights. He could see through the snow-white lace curtains. The lights were already on outside, and the night gradually enveloped the earth.

The ringtone of the cell phone in the living room downstairs came faintly. Zhao Jianhui pulled his slippers and walked down. He looked at three or four missed calls on it. Some of them were called by Ye Qiuyu and some of them were called by Zhao Xiaoting. The number is now flashing by Huang Shaokun. This guy has been to serve as the deputy director of the reception office of the Provincial Party Committee Office. In order to avoid suspicion, he usually doesn’t contact him often. What’s wrong with this today?

"Boss, you haven't eaten yet, are you? Today, I'll call you a few of you, let's have a drink?" The phone call was connected, and Huang Shaokun's voice came from the receiver.

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