Five years old Lu Mingfei

Chapter 86 Eighty-three. Forced
Looking at Chu Zihan who was dealing with daily affairs, Su Qian said: "President, Kesha asks you to come over at ten in the morning to discuss the details of the next mission."

Chu Zihan rubbed his temples, his delicate brows looking a little tired.

She said calmly: "When is my schedule for today?"

Susie said without thinking: "There will be a seminar on the expenditure of various ministries in the afternoon."

Chu Zihan frowned and said calmly: "Notify the ministers that the meeting will be postponed until tomorrow. I have something to deal with this afternoon."

Susie nodded, showing no signs of discomfort on the surface.

In fact, she was thinking that the president was probably going to flirt with her little boyfriend again.

You can't blame her for thinking too much. In the past, Chu Zihan was a standard model worker and the coveted commissioner of the execution department. Any problem that could be solved immediately would not be postponed until the next day. But now he has fallen into trouble and has to do it every few days. Missing for a while.

Sometimes it was in the morning, sometimes in the afternoon. When she came back, she could always see a vague smile on her lips, and her expression was much more relaxed.

But this secret was only known to her as the vice-president of the Lion Heart Club and responsible for Chu Zihan's daily life schedule. Lancelot, who was also the vice-president of the Lion Heart Club, knew nothing about it.

Chu Zihan knocked on the door gently.

The door handle turned open immediately, and the waiting Student Union Secretary Pakhi nodded to her. Chu Zihan bowed his head slightly in response, and then walked inside. The moment the two passed by, she sniffed from Pakhi. I saw an inexplicably familiar smell.

Chu Zihan frowned and couldn't recall where he had smelled this smell before, so he put the matter aside for the time being.

The two briefly discussed something about their trip to Japan.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but Chu Zihan always felt that the way Kesha looked at him was a little strange.

But she didn't think much about it and took a shower after returning.

When he was alone, Chu Zihan always only considered efficiency when doing things, even taking a shower.

When she walked out of the bathroom with her long, wet black hair, there were still fine water droplets sliding down her smooth and white bare back. The firm skin created by years of exercise was as crystal clear as gelatin, and at the same time it was full of elasticity and flat. There is not a trace of fat on her lower abdomen, and her soft waist is slender without appearing thin.

Chu Zihan never uses any cosmetics, and external modifications are too redundant for her.

Just the bare makeup caught by the naked eye is worthy of the hibiscus coming out of clear water, naturally removing the ornaments.

Under the eternal golden eyes is a beautiful face with a cold expression and soft eyebrows.

But no one dared to look at her despite the huge mental pressure. Only one person could appreciate the spring water in her frosty eyes after they melted.

After a while, Chu Zihan left the dormitory.

When she entered Lu Mingfei's dormitory with ease, she happened to see Lu Mingfei typing hurriedly in front of the computer chat window.

"I don't want to marry your sister. Please listen to my explanation first. My brother and sister's husband have different intentions."

"Forget it, why don't you call Sister You over? Confession? What confession?"

Chu Zihan looked at the chat records of the two people who were not on the same channel and smiled softly.

"Are you teaching her Chinese characters?" she asked.

Lu Mingfei twitched his lips and shook his head: "Not really, I just wanted to trick her into calling me brother, but she asked me if I wanted to be her brother-in-law."

Chu Zihan nodded thoughtfully and suddenly leaned into his ear: "Is it like this?"

"Brother." Her voice, as cold as jade beads falling on a silver plate, suddenly became soft and obedient, making Lu Mingfei's whole body tingle, immersed in the stimulation like electric current.

When she was deeply in love, Chu Zihan did not hesitate to say love words, but her cheeks would always be stained with a delicate blush like rouge after that.

Lu Mingfei didn't have the slightest resistance to this. He looked at Chu Zihan blankly and couldn't help but sigh softly: "Sister, if you always spoil me like this, I feel that I am so worthless and a bit embarrassed. "

Chu Zihan pressed her soft and moist pink lips on his forehead, smiled lightly and said: "It's okay, I also like your worthless look. I will be responsible for making money in the future. If you don't want to work, just stay at home and wait for me to come back. , no matter what, we will be happy every day in the future." Lu Mingfei's ears burned as red as fire.

He muttered: "It always feels like I am being sentenced by a judge."

A smile appeared on Chu Zihan's face: "What crime and punishment?"

Lu Mingfei said with a sullen face: "If you have a wife, you will be imprisoned indefinitely."

Chu Zihan's bright eyes reflected his figure: "Then I will be your wife. Are you satisfied with this result?"

Lu Mingfei kissed her on the lips, sucking her lips again and again as if it was never enough, holding the shy lilac tongue in his mouth, unwilling to let go.

Chu Zihan was very satisfied with his answer, but her heart was not as calm as it seemed.

Chu Zihan is indeed a cold-faced and warm-hearted person, but she will not ask those who have been helped by her to give back in return.

Lu Mingfei was the only exception. She hoped that he would respond to the love she gave him. Even if it was only one-tenth of what she gave, Chu Zihan would be satisfied.

Not because she is easily satisfied, but because her filled heart is happy enough.

I don’t know how long they had been entangled, but Chu Zihan’s lips were already slightly congested.

After they separated with a gasp, she sat on the bed and let Lu Mingfei press his face against her white thighs.

The hot air from her breath spread along the center of her legs, making her pretty face turn red, and she unconsciously tightened her slender and voluptuous thighs.

Of course Chu Zihan was willing to go to the last step with him, but taking it step by step was not without experiencing pleasure.

It's good if things come naturally - but only if no one beats her to it.

Lu Mingfei enjoyed it so much that he rubbed his face on Chu Zihan's legs, smelling the reassuring smell, and unconsciously felt sleepy.

Chu Zihan adjusted his posture so that he could rest more comfortably.

When Lu Mingfei relied on her like this and needed her, the joy in her heart was always beyond words, and a smile appeared on her lips involuntarily.

Even the feeling after a bloodbath, like a drug addiction being satisfied, is far less than it is now.

As Lu Mingfei's breathing gradually stabilized, an inexplicably familiar smell suddenly broke into Chu Zihan's nasal cavity.

She remembered what it was.

The student union secretary, Pakhi, had been here once.

Did something happen to Lu Mingfei in the same position? Maybe it was like her, maybe it was...a more extreme act...

She believed that Lu Mingfei would never lose his bottom line, but it was inevitable that the other party would force him.

She suddenly remembered the evidence that Fingel presented at the hearing. Those things were not something that ordinary people could find...

The smile on Chu Zihan's face disappeared little by little, and the softness in his eyes was replaced by cold and burning flames.

But she still didn't move, just gently stroking Lu Mingfei's hair.

Lu Mingfei would always have nightmares for a while, and would wake up from his dreams in a cold sweat every time.

She wished she could at least hold his hand then while she was there.

But Pakhi, there are some things I can tolerate, but no one can take away those things that are only mine.

A deep, bone-chilling darkness flashed through her slightly narrowed eyes.

(End of this chapter)