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Chapter 179 The Woman Who Delivered to the Door

It wasn't until the police escorted the four guys out that Liu Qian and her classmates were completely relieved.It was at this time that she realized that her hand was holding Zhao Jianhui's hand tightly without knowing when, and the palm of her hand was covered with fragrant and greasy sweat.

Zhao Jianhui gently withdrew his hand, smiled and said to Liu Qian in a low voice: "It looks like you haven't eaten yet, have you? You're fine now. If you want to eat here, you can leave after eating. I still have things to do. I'll go back first."

"Ah, I got it!" Liu Qian's heart was beating like a deer. It was safe and reassuring to stay by this man's side, and she had unconsciously regarded him as an old friend who had known him for many years.Knowing this moment, Liu Qian suddenly remembered that she was really not familiar with him.

Because of me?Could it be because of me that the person who arrested Zhang Jie also sealed Bihaiyuntian?God, Bihaiyuntian, even if he doesn't care much about the street news, he still knows that Bihaiyuntian seems to have a great background in Huanghai City.

Will this cause him trouble?At such a young age, he... What kind of bureau chief is he?Zhao Jianhui's name gradually became famous on the streets of Huanghai. However, as a person who flies in the sky all day and basically has little time to stay at home, Liu Qian has never heard of Zhao Jianhui's heroic deeds. It's normal for anyone.

Several of Liu Qian's classmates all looked at Qi Liuqian at the same time, somewhat complaining in their hearts, what kind of treat are you doing here? .

Liu Qian frowned, looked at Zhao Jianhui, and said in a low voice: "Can you... can you stay with us for a while?" Zhao Jianhui scratched his head a little, knowing that Liu Qian wanted to repair the relationship between his classmates. After all, if she left without knowing what to eat like this, many of these people and she probably wouldn't even be friends in the future.However, is there any point in insisting on nostalgia for a friendship that is easily distorted when encountering a little setback?

Zhao Jianhui turned his head and smiled slightly, then glanced at the several people with different expressions in the room, and said with a light smile, "Let's stop here tonight, because everyone's meal is not finished, I will be the host in two days, Please have a nice meal, everyone."

These people were frightened, and their fear had not dissipated. Even if they were forced to sit down, no one might be able to eat it.I wish I could hear the words of disbanding, and Zhao Jianhui said that I will stop here tonight, and before Liu Qian could speak, they walked out faster one by one.

Gu Xiaopeng was the last one to leave. Before he left, he didn't know why he had to stare deeply at Zhao Jianhui seven or eight times. Maybe he could be called a real man if he did his part as a man. .

Regardless of what Liu Qian was thinking, Zhao Jianhui said to Hu Meimei: "Let's go too, it's getting late, I'll see you off."

"You... No need, my house is nearby, and I'll be there in 2 minutes." Liu Qian's voice was so soft and heart-rumbling.It's just that there was still a little panic in the voice.

"Hehe, Director, my house is also nearby, and I don't need you to take me there. I think you're going to drive back alone." Hu Meimei smiled, and reached out to grab Liu Qian's hand: "Sister, is your house From Jincheng Community?"

Seeing Liu Qian nodding her head, Hu Meimei smiled brighter: "My family also lives in Jincheng, it's just right, let's go back together." Ghosts can also see that this little girl has a very ambiguous relationship with Director Zhao, a little girl like a fairy She was already likable, and with the addition of Zhao Jianhui's relationship, Hu Meimei's attitude towards her became even more intimate.

When the two came out of Wang'er Fried Chicken Restaurant holding hands, they were already as affectionate as a pair of sisters. Looking at the two women standing side by side and waving at him, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help shaking his head and smiling, a little gas pedal , Domineering has slowly slid out.

Not long after, Zhao Jianhui felt the vibration of his mobile phone, took it out and looked at it, it was a text message from Liu Qian: "Brother, I have arrived home, thank you very much, next time I am off work, I will treat you to dinner, don't refuse then I, I already know what you do, chief!!"

This Liu Qian is very interesting. When calling and texting, she has the courage to call her brother, but she has never had the nerve to call her brother once in front of her.

The car stopped in front of the row of buildings where he lived, and Zhao Jianhui thought of the soft call when he received Liu Qian's call: "Brother, I have something to do here, come up here..." He couldn't help but think of Zhao Xiaoting, There is a soft, sweet feeling in my heart.

Humming: "I'm a soldier..." Going upstairs, turning the stairs, I saw a woman sitting in front of her room with her head down and her head in her crotch. The black dress and the pair of snow-white thighs propped up on the threshold made people's heart skip a beat.

The woman must have been drinking, and she could smell the alcohol on her body from two meters away.

"Hey, what are you doing, you want to sleep and go home?" Zhao Jianhui stopped and called out in a low voice.

The woman raised her sleepy eyes, and Zhao Jianhui couldn't help being stunned. This woman was actually Ye Qiuyu.My heart said, what is she doing?

"You little bastard, you're finally back? If you don't come back, I'll just sit in front of your house all night." Ye Qiuyu stood up as she spoke, not sure if it was because she had been cross-legged for too long or because she had been drinking. , his body didn't stand still, he staggered two steps crookedly, his round butt almost pressed against Zhao Jianhui's body.

"Where did you drink this? Why did you come here when you were drunk and didn't go home?" Zhao Jianhui said while reaching out to help her, wondering how Ye Qiuyu got here, as if he didn't see it downstairs Her car?

"What are you doing? I'm not drunk, I'm just a little numb. Don't continue to use excuses to take advantage of me." Ye Qiuyu turned her head and gave Zhao Jianhui a blank look. Lip: "What are you looking at, haven't seen it or something? I said you opened the door, my legs are numb."

He took out the key and opened the door, and the moment he closed the door, Zhao Jianhui realized that Ye Qiuyu was actually carrying a convenience bag in his hand. "What's this?"

"Hmph, I was worried that someone didn't have anything to eat, so I prepared meals and delivered them. Who knows, someone went out fooling around in the middle of the night. It seems that these things can only be fed to dogs."

While talking, Ye Qiuyu put on slippers unceremoniously, and the dazzling snow-white little feet of ### without socks flashed in front of Zhao Jianhui's eyes, and then walked into the living room.

"What are you doing, pour me some water?" Ye Qiuyu said to Zhao Jianhui in an orderly tone when he saw that Zhao Jianhui was a little confused.

When Zhao Jianhui came back after pouring a glass of water, she had already taken out the vegetables she had brought, unfolded the convenience bags one by one and put them on the coffee table. What surprised Zhao Jianhui the most was that Ye Qiuyu actually brought a bottle of foreign wine—oh, It should be half a bottle, because she waited outside for a long time for Zhao Jianhui not to come back, she sat in front of Zhao Jianhui's door, opened the bottle and drank less than half a bottle.

No wonder Zhao Jianhui smelled alcohol outside the door, high xo, this woman just drank half a bottle without knowing if she ate or not?

Seeing her tidying up a bag with great care, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help feeling a little moved.Putting down the water glass, walked into the kitchen and took out two pairs of chopsticks: "You haven't eaten yet, I'll eat with you."

"Nonsense, I just waited for you. Where can I eat? Then I fell asleep for some reason, and my neck still hurts." Ye Qiuyu gave Zhao Jianhui a blank look: "Where's the wine glass?"

"How can I have a wine glass here?" Zhao Jianhui smiled bitterly and asked her: "Do you still want to drink?" Ye Qiuyu nodded: "Why don't you drink it? I didn't bring it for your collection? Bring two bowls That's fine." She wasn't very particular.

But drinking xo in a big bowl always feels a little funny.When Zhao Jianhui picked up the wine bowl, a strange thought came to his mind.

"Thank you." Zhao Jianhui raised the wine bowl, stretched out his hand and waited for Ye Qiuyu to raise the wine bowl and touch it.Anyway, this woman still cared about herself very much. In order to deliver her meal, she actually sat outside the door and waited for such a long time, so she didn't bother to ask her questions about not calling her.

Ye Qiuyu cast a charming glance at Zhao Jianhui, with a smile on her white and blushing face: "Since I met you, this is the only sentence that is sincere, right?"

Looking at her white and tender catkin holding a large white porcelain bowl, her skin is like creamy fat, her collar is like a grub, her teeth are like a rhinoceros, her head is like a moth, her smile is charming, her eyes are beautiful, and she shows the charm of a mature young woman. It's so vivid, it really has a special flavor.Zhao Jianhui didn't know why, but suddenly remembered: "Red crispy hands, yellow vine wine, and willows in the palace walls full of spring." Such a sentence.

The two sat side by side on the sofa, put down the bowl and picked up the chopsticks to eat, and smelled the faint fragrance of magnolia from her body, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help turning his head, it was really difficult to resist her mature temptation. , so difficult! ! !

By the way, with a bite of food, Ye Qiuyu slightly opened her seductive full lips and put it in her mouth, while straightening her legs, Bai Shengsheng's thighs were pressed against Zhao Jianhui's legs, as if she couldn't bear it, # ## Ruyu's Shengxue's skin, the faint dark blue blood vessels can be seen very clearly.

"Well, my legs are still numb!" Zhao Jianhui's pair of slightly wide slippers were on her small, white and tender feet, and most of the soles of her feet were almost exposed from the front.The small ankle and the beautiful black patterns painted on the toes made it look even more delicate.

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