"Mr. Zhao drinks water."
In the small living room on the second floor, Shen Dongzhi put the water glass in front of Zhao Tingjie. Zhao Tingjie looked around and felt that the decoration here was very simple and comfortable, especially the potted vines hanging everywhere. It is refreshing.
Zhao Tingjie picked up the water glass and took a sip, after which the atmosphere fell silent. He stared at Shen Dongzhi intently, as if he wanted to see through her.
His gaze was too direct, if ordinary people would have been stared at, they would have turned their heads away, but Shen Dongzhi was never afraid of people looking at him.
She even cracked a joke.
"Mr. Zhao, our deal is over. Could it be that you want to do it again?"
Zhao Tingjie got up and leaned over her with his hands on the table. The table was small and narrow, and their lips were almost touching.
"Lin Xuan, do you want to visit the center of power?"
Shen Dongzhi raised his eyes: "What do you mean?"
"Work on a case with me."
Shen Dongzhi smiled: "So you just want my help?"
"No, yes Deal."
Shen Dongzhi said succinctly: "I won't go."
Zhao Tingjie frowned: "Do you want to stay in this small town for the rest of your life?"
Shen Dongzhi looked at him like a fool, and Zhao Tingjie immediately understood.
"Any other man came to you first?"
It's not someone else, but another man. This word has some meaning.
I don't know if it was her illusion, but she felt that Zhao Tingjie seemed to be...jealous.
Realizing that there was something wrong with his way of speaking, Zhao Tingjie stepped back a little, but his words were still sharp.
"Okay, even if someone else comes to you first, let me guess who it is? The Zhou Xiyao who wants to release you on bail? He must not be Chinese, otherwise why did it take so long to get it done? Where is he going to take you? U.S.? U.K.? Or France?"
"Okay, even if you go, is it that easy for you to learn new rules and build a new team in a brand new country? And you know it's not a good choice if you haven't left yet. "
Since you're not going, what do you want to do?"
"You want to stay here and start a business, whether it's a fund or an investment, you clearly understand that this is the best choice, but you can't help it, as long as others know You and Hancheng are liars, not only in Xinjing, but also in other places."
"Lin Xuan, am I right?"
Shen Dongzhi remained silent, then blinked at Zhao Tingjie.
"Zhao Dong missed a choice, I can still marry him."
Zhao Tingjie's pupils tightened, and his hand on the table trembled.
Well, in fact, Shen Dongzhi was teasing him, how could she have the capital to marry someone like Zhou Xiyao now.
It was fun to watch him get scared though.
There was a bang sound from behind, Shen Dongzhi and Zhao Tingjie looked back at the same time, it turned out that Tang Weijun had come back at some time, he put down the bucket, his chest muscles puffed up, his eyes were very cold.
Shen Dongzhi felt that he could throw Zhao Tingjie down the stairs in the next second.
So she lowered her voice and spoke.
"Okay Director Zhao, the case information is here, you should go, I will consider your invitation."
Zhao Tingjie glanced at Tang Weijun, then at her, and finally put the documents in front of Shen Dongzhi and turned to leave.
After closing the door on the second floor, Tang Weijun walked to Shen Dongzhi: "Why is he here?"
Shen Dongzhi pointed to the documents on the table: "Please let me go."
*
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Shen Dongzhi called Zhou Xiyao and asked him to come to dinner in the evening. Zhou Xiyao smiled and agreed, and he would arrive around evening.
Looking at a black supercar parked on the dilapidated street, Zhao Tingjie always felt a little uncomfortable.
——After leaving, he didn't go far, and stayed in a small hotel more than 100 meters away. As soon as the curtains were opened, he could see the small building where Shen Dongzhi lived.
He saw Zhou Xiyao getting out of the car, and Shen Dongzhi took his hand to get up, and the gestures of the two were very intimate.
Zhou Xiyao sometimes spends the night here, so there is a small room here.
In the quiet room, Shen Dongzhi knelt on Zhou Xiyao's lap, and even put his hand around his neck.
Zhou Xiyao chuckled: "Why, you want to break my legs after not seeing each other for a few days?"
Shen Dongzhi shook his head, and spread his legs into a straddling position.
"Let me ask you, did you want to release me on bail at that time?"
Zhou Xiyao was stunned, why did she remember to ask about this: "Yes, what's wrong?"
"Then why didn't you tell me?"
Zhou Xiyao hugged her tightly waist: "Because you were released without charge the next day."
Well, Shen Dongzhi was a little moved.
"Zhou Xiyao, um...can I get half of my wish first?"
Zhou Xiyao smiled and pinched her nose: "So careful and careful? Tell me."
Shen Dongzhi leaned close to his ear and whispered a few words, Zhou Xiyao said without hesitation. I agreed.
"Okay."
Shen Dongzhi tilted his head and kissed him, the two rolled together after arguing, Zhou Xiyao pressed her body, and his hot breath hit her face, she had a cold and was forced to abstinence these days, There is also some emotion at once.
She touched Zhou Xiyao's crotch with her small hands, and Zhou Xiyao grabbed her hand with a smile.
"Don't make trouble."
——Tang Weijun is still cooking outside.
Shen Dongzhi didn't care, she unbuttoned his pants, held the hardened meat stick inside, and twirled her fingers gently on the glans.
"Just for a while."
Zhou Xiyao couldn't bear her appearance, and he was also a little emotional.
"For a while, don't move, I'll moisten you first."
As he said that, he slid down into her skirt, Shen Dongzhi's legs trembled, he pressed his head and raised his neck, moaning softly .
The breeze blew by, and the white curtains fluttered with the wind. Zhao Tingjie on the other side saw it a little unreal.
what is she doing?
A man is...eating her pussy?
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