Excellent beauty's personal security guard

The dinner in the evening was the chicken soup sent by Li Xiuning. After eating, he didn't even clean up his rice bowl. When Zhao Jianhui came out of the bathroom, Nong Lan's unique iconic softness was on Zhao Jianhui's back. After this action lasted about a minute, nonglan finally released his hand. Zhao Jianhui turned around, looked at Nong Lan's delicate and reddish face, smiled and asked, "what's the matter? Can't wait? "

"What are you talking about, villain? You can't do that kind of thing if you're well now... People... People just think they're going back, and they're a little reluctant!! " Nong Lan said a little shy.

Zhao Jianhui didn't say anything, but he was angry at the door. Nong Lan's face turned redder. He went to close the door. When he came back, he found that Zhao Jianhui had been lying on the bed, tortuous on his side, with his arms tilted and his head watching her come in.

Nong LAN walked to the bed and stopped coming: "I... I'll wash the dishes..."

Zhao Jianhui waved to Tianya, waited until Nong LAN came closer, then stretched out a hand and grabbed her hand. A pair of hot eyes stared at her face. Under Nong's blue and white skirt, the towering pair obviously fluctuated more severely.

Zhao Jianhui felt a little uncomfortable. Nong LAN took out his palm, twisted his waist uneasily, blushed and said, "what's the matter with me? Why do you look at people like that? "

"Nothing. I'm just guessing. What color are you wearing inside?" Looking at her shame, Zhao Jianhui suddenly smiled. The laughter was rampant and cunning. Nong LAN understood his meaning as soon as he heard it. His red lips opened slightly, and his eyes suddenly became foggy and blurred.

"Can you guess? If you guess right, you will get a prize... "Nong Lan said in a low voice, and then looked at Zhao Jianhui with an expression. Zhao Jianhui didn't guess, but slowly stretched out his other hand and lifted her skirt. Nong LAN twisted his body modestly and slightly tilted up Zhao Jianhui's favorite part: "see for yourself? But don't laugh. "

Inside the white gauze skirt inlaid with Phnom Penh, there was a snow-white complexion. A dark blue bag was deeply trapped in the meat. If it hadn't tied a bow at the waist, it could hardly see its existence. Besides, Zhao Jianhui saw nothing.

"I'm a patient, come up..." as he said, Zhao Jianhui reached out to hold Nong LAN. Nong Lan's very gentle cry soon rang out in the room.

After the passion, Nong bluntly got up from the bed and knelt with his back to Zhao Jianhui, revealing his unclean body. He picked up a cigarette and lighter from the small cabinet at the head of the bed, lit one and stuffed it into Zhao Jianhui's mouth. In the whole procedure, Nong Lan's round snow-white has been shaking in front of Zhao Jianhui. Obviously, Nong LAN knows what Zhao Jianhui likes and doesn't hesitate to take photos to show his most attractive side in front of him.

After cleaning the two people with a towel, she came back and lay in Zhao Jianhui's arms. Nong LAN sighed: "it's so comfortable. Even if she died at this moment, it's worth it..."

This is the highest evaluation of men after they have just paid their labor. As long as they break through that layer of relationship between men and women, there is nothing to cover up. Otherwise, some experts say, well, you should let the other party know that only the other party knows can they correct their deficiencies and do better.

"It seems... Tighter..." Zhao Jianhui suddenly said. Nong LAN couldn't help blushing, squeezed into the man's arms, and whispered, "you're okay. How long has it been? I've been in shortage for a long time."

"Ha ha, then wait until I finish smoking this cigarette and reclaim..." Zhao Jianhui smiled and stretched out his hand and squeezed it hard on the woman's plump hip. Where's the charming ouch? He raised his head slightly, looked at Zhao Jianhui with shame and said, "I'm serious, but from now on, you can't do this with me... How about I come back when you're good? Then I will have time... "

However, it's hard for men and women to say the same thing. Nong LAN still couldn't stand Zhao Jianhui's "comfort" after all. The two were entangled here. The next morning, if the little nurse hadn't knocked on the door to remind Zhao Jianhui that it was time to take medicine, Nong LAN might have slept until the sun rose. Her movements were a little too violent last night, and she is still sore and soft all over until now.

Just got up and fed Zhao Jianhui. Not long after he took the medicine, Liu Zongchang called: "you should clean up now. General Secretary Kang will go to the hospital to see you later..."

"Ah? How can this work? If the general secretary wants to see me, I'll go there. How dare he bother him to come to the hospital to see me? " Zhao Jianhui thought for a moment. He is still smoking in bed with his bare ass. what does it look like when the general secretary comes? Besides, general secretary, who is that? Come to see yourself in the hospital? That will ruin your life.

Although the general secretary had visited the sick old man Liu in the hospital several times, he could afford the general secretary's visit. He knew what was going on. From a psychological point of view, Zhao Jianhui felt that he could not stand the general secretary's visit in person.

"Where did you get so much nonsense? We just finished the meeting and the general secretary put it forward. Do you think I didn't decline for you? But the general secretary insisted on going. Who can stop it? You... Forget it, you hurry. The people who should avoid let them avoid... "Zhao Jianhui frowned when he saw that he was serious. He said that his uncle called to remind himself. I'm afraid this last sentence is what he wanted to say?

Or he knows his family. It would be funny if the general secretary came and found himself in a room full of yingyanyan.

"I know, uncle." Zhao Jianhui quickly agreed, got out of bed, dressed and washed, and said to Nong LAN, "clean up those jobs. Go back first and tell Dongfang Wenjing she won't come this morning. General Secretary Kang will come later." Then he did it himself and put away all the messy things in front of the bed, including his favorite cigarettes and lighters.

Seeing that the packing was almost done, he lay in bed again and said to Nong LAN, who was still dawdling: "don't dawdle, let's go quickly..."

Nong Lan said unhappily, "do you think I'm willing to procrastinate? If you don't clean up the writing you threw yesterday, what if your general secretary sees it? It's strange not to break you up. It's almost there. What are you urging? "

Kang Jingan's visit to the hospital made Zhao Jianhui pay more attention to all parts of the capital and the minds of some interested people. It is said that general secretary Kang stayed in the ward for more than an hour, and no one knows what he said to the young man. However, since general secretary Kang went to the hospital, he mentioned the medical and education reform at several meetings. Even from his mouth, he clearly said several times that this was the experience of Hedong pilot.

What kind of information these words reveal is still unclear, but many people know that Zhao Jianhui, a young man, is afraid that he can't be limited by the Secretary of a province. His flying into the sky is basically a foregone conclusion, but it's just a matter of time.

Looking through the documents in his hand, Zhang huaiqiang, who was sitting in the seat of minister of health, didn't know what he thought. However, it is said that when his secretary for many years poured water for him, he was severely criticized for the first time because the boiling water temperature was wrong.

The best temperature for making Longjing tea is 80 ℃. High grade green tea, especially the famous green tea with delicate buds and leaves, is usually brewed with boiling water at about 80 degrees. Too high water temperature is easy to destroy vitamin C in tea, and caffeine is easy to precipitate, resulting in yellow tea soup and bitter taste. In the mouth of a tea expert, you can know the water temperature, what tea is used and where the spring water is.

This time, the tea made by the secretary was obviously bitter. How could Zhang huaiqiang, a tea expert, fail to taste it?