My 1991.

Chapter 564, Gel Texture

Seeing that she finally put down her toothpaste and toothbrush, Luan, who was leaning against the door frame, gritted his teeth and said, "Keep rinsing your mouth. I'm very patient. I'm watching."

Ye Run curled his lips smugly, then turned sideways and carefully tried to go to the living room through the bathroom door.

Lu An didn't give in. He grabbed her, pulled her into his arms, and stared at her without saying a word.

After staring at him closely for a while, Ye Run gradually sensed something in his eyes. Suddenly, she felt a little scared and dared not to be tough anymore. She whispered, "Let me go. I'll call Huang Ting for you."

Lu An said nothing and continued to stare at her.

Ye Run muttered, "My body is skinny, not as plump as Huang Ting's."

Luan still said nothing.

Ye Run's eyes were full of stars: "I am not as obedient as Huang Ting, you can do whatever you want with her."

Lu An was angry. He held her close with his left hand and reached his right hand between her legs. Although there was clothing between them, she went limp instantly.

He was limp, his eyes rolling around, his legs clamped tightly around his hands, and his breathing became heavier.

After a while, she begged for mercy: "I was wrong."

Luan asked, "Is it really wrong?"

"Well, that's really wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"I shouldn't have provoked you."

"anything else?"

"Anything else?"

"Of course, think about it yourself."

After thinking for a while, Ye Run lowered his head and said, "I shouldn't have agreed to you."

Luan raised his eyebrows: "What shouldn't I promise me?"

Ye Run said: "I shouldn't have agreed to your request, you pervert. Let me go or I'll call for help!"

Seeing that he was indifferent, Ye Run muttered again, "I really called for help!"

"Just shout. Look at the neighbors around us. Does anyone not know that you and I have lived together for two years? Who will pay attention to you?" Lu An was no longer satisfied with the outside world. He changed the place of his right hand and inserted it from the waistband of his pants.

A shiver!

Ye Run pressed her legs together even tighter, almost overlapping them, and her body involuntarily bent up, collapsing in his arms like a crescent moon, her eyes blurred, and she bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth to prevent herself from making any sound.

After a long time, Luan picked her up and whispered in her ear, "Wife, do you want to spend the wedding night?"

Ye Run blushed and shook her head violently, not daring to look at him.

Luan glanced at his index and middle fingers and said jokingly, "They are crystal clear, fragrant, and have a nice gelatinous texture. They are quite smooth."

"You bastard!" Ye Run lowered his head even lower, and angrily punched him in the chest several times.

It was rare to see the concubine being so shy. Just when Luan, in a good mood, was about to flirt with her further, his Nokia suddenly rang.

The ringing sounded very harsh. Upon hearing this, Ye Run seemed to have found an outlet for her anger. She gathered the last bit of her strength, pushed him away, and ran into the bedroom as if escaping.

Then with a "bang", the door was slammed shut!

She wanted to flee the studio and go back to the girls' dormitory, but she was so muddy and smelly, and she was afraid her roommates would notice something was wrong, so she had to retreat to her bedroom. Then she had to wait patiently.

Let’s see who can outlast whom!

Anyway, she was too embarrassed to leave the studio before taking a shower and changing clothes. Now she could only mutter to herself and pray that this hooligan would leave quickly.

Looking at the closed door of the master bedroom, Lu An took out his cell phone and saw that it was a call from Zeng Ziqian.

I pressed the answer button, "Hello."

Hearing the boss's tone seemed a bit impatient, Zeng Ziqian was stunned for a moment, looked at the sky outside the window, and asked tentatively: "Boss, did I bother you? How about I call you back later?"

Luan asked: "What's going on?"

Zeng Ziqian said: "Six supermarkets in Shanghai will open soon. The company's top executives will gather tonight and are waiting for you, boss, in the conference room."

It turned out to be this matter. As early as the beginning of August, Zeng Ziqian had been talking to him about the opening of the business. At that time, he was busy accompanying people in Shanghai and Changsha, and busy accompanying Sister Qingchi and Sister Yu, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

After a moment's silence, Luan said, "Okay, I'll come over later."

After chatting for about 6 minutes, Luan hung up the phone and came to the door of the master bedroom and shouted inside: "I won't eat dinner today. I'll just suck my index and middle fingers."

Ye Run, who was lying on the bed, rolled her eyes and unconsciously clamped her legs together again. She felt itchy and numb, as if thousands of ants were biting her soul. Just one sentence revealed the veil between the two of them, and she was extremely embarrassed for a moment.

After greeting everyone at the door and seeing that there was still no movement inside, Luan sighed, took a shower, and left in a bored manner.

They arrived at the Bubusheng Supermarket around 5 o'clock and held a meeting for nearly 4 hours. Luan listened to the reports from various departments and made some decisions. By the time the meeting was over, his stomach was rumbling with hunger.

According to his preferences, Zeng Ziqian handed over a box of sandwich cookies and a bottle of water, and invited him, "Li Dong has already prepared food at home. Would you like to have some with us?"

Having not worried about the two of them for a long time, Lu An asked with concern: "Are you living together?"

Zeng Ziqian nodded embarrassedly, "He didn't go back during the summer vacation. He moved to my house after the exams."

Lu An understood the meaning of this and was very relieved, but he tactfully did not ask any further questions and instead asked, "Dongzi has been staying at home as a cook during the summer vacation? Didn't he come out to do anything?"

"How is that possible? Don't you know him yet? He is the kind of person who can't sit still. During the day, he is out there doing transportation with Chu Jian. A while ago, he got into a fight with someone in Zhenjiang and was detained in the police station." Zeng Ziqian chattered on and on, recounting Li Dong's glorious deeds during the summer vacation.

"What's the fight about?" Luan stopped.

"How else could it be? Some local people blocked the road and collected tolls. At first, they were unwilling to pay, and after a disagreement, dozens of people started fighting. Later, I found the local responsible leader and revealed my identity to resolve the matter." Zeng Ziqian said.

Many things were not said explicitly, but both of them knew it.

For example, why did he reveal his identity? Of course, the local relationships were complicated, so he had to reveal his identity as the general manager of BuBuSheng to rescue him.

Does BuBuSheng’s status as general manager work?
This identity is definitely useless to the local tyrants. But now in East China, how many people in the system don't know that the boss of Bubusheng is the son-in-law of the Yu family?

Even if the people below are ignorant, how can the people who come to the door not understand the situation?

Chu Jian and others were locked up at noon, but within two hours, they were warmly invited out by the local biggest boss. His attitude was so nice and polite.

Luan asked, "How did you handle it?"

Zeng Ziqian said, "How else can we deal with it? We should seek harmony. As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake. Our company has many suppliers in the local area and we deal with a lot of them. We can't always use your identity as the boss when something goes wrong. We are after money and connections, so we should naturally make big things small and small things disappear, and make more friends."

Luan agreed: "That's right, it's good."

Ps: I felt a bit exhausted at first, so I rested for two days.

(One more chapter)
(End of this chapter)