personal security.

Chapter 1484

Zhao Jianhui raised his head and looked at Dongfang Wenjing with a smile: "Now that you know who did it, I don't believe you can't find him? Why are you playing tricks on me?"

"Heck, aren't they waiting for your instruction from the old man? You just had a drink with their father, who knows what you think? If I do anything wrong, can you spare me?"

Zhao Jianhui snorted, and said in a low voice, "You're smart." Then, he looked at the two people lying on the ground and said, "Xiaoyu, take the people there, and throw them away, that Liu Peng...stay here." Let him die, since he doesn't walk according to the rules, let him sit in a wheelchair, so as not to cause trouble for his father."

Watching Xiao Yu take people away, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but take a deep breath. Sometimes he is really not a cruel person, but there are many people who think that he has a good temper. This appearance is not a good thing .

In the evening, Zhao Jianhui followed Dongfang Wenjing to her home. It was a small two-bedroom house not far from the company that she bought for her convenience.

After entering the room, Dongfang Wenjing bent down to pick up the slippers, and her round buttocks were in front of Zhao Jianhui's eyes through a white skirt. The round buttocks and deep groin were extremely beautiful, and the slender legs were parted, shining from the front The coming light penetrated the skirt, allowing people to clearly see the scenery hidden under her skirt from behind.

Before she could straighten her waist, Zhao Jianhui hugged her from behind. Dongfang Wenjing's body trembled, and she said softly, "No, I haven't bathed yet..." The voice of rejection was even more attractive, making Zhao Jianhui Emotionally moved, he lifted up her skirt and touched it with both hands...

"Hehe, are you so impatient? It seems that you and that girl Qin Yu didn't do anything at all last night?" Dongfang Wenjing flicked her long hair, bent her waist and turned around, looked at Zhao Jianhui, and smiled charmingly .

"Oh, you stared at me for a while, are you really courageous?" Zhao Jianhui had already untied his belt while talking, and when the fiery hardness pushed into her warm and wet mud, Dongfang Wenjing let out a cry of embarrassment. Satisfied: "Oh... Who is staring at you for nothing, I was also staying in the hotel yesterday, when I went, you still... oh, slow down..."

"Huh, how dare you say you weren't watching me? Otherwise, you went back to the hotel to sleep, why did you go to the KTV?" Zhao Jianhui sprinted vigorously while talking.

"Uh... people... I just missed you... I just went to find you... ah..." Dongfang Wenjing said coquettishly.

"Hehe, why didn't you say no just now? It's really insincere..." Zhao Jianhui said while exerting force, as if the end of the world was coming, the battle between the two was from the beginning to the end, whether it was from the door to the living room Inside, they were still transferred from the living room to the bedroom, and their bodies were entangled almost all the time. Whether it was fighting so much that they were out of breath, or sweating so much that they couldn't even hold their limbs with their palms, Zhao Jianhui was tight. It was tightly pasted to Dongfang Wenjing without loosening.

And Dongfang Wenjing, who has long been a good player, does not give up. No matter what strategies and tactics Zhao Jianhui adopts, she will always be blocked by soldiers and covered by water. Although she is absolutely weak on the surface, if she is not constantly suppressed The corner of the wall received the violent impact from behind, and the whole delicate body was overturned to the ground to be slaughtered, but even if her whole body of clothes had been torn off on the carpet, her two slender and snow-white legs were always It was able to wrap tightly around Zhao Jianhui's body and did not separate for a while.

After the last round of stabbing, Zhao Jianhui finally slumped down slowly. He lay down on Dongfang Wenjing's body and gasped, while Dongfang Wenjing, who was still embracing him like an octopus, was caressing his full body. It was the back of sweat, and a small bright mouth was half-opened and half-closed, constantly spewing out a strong aroma.

"I was killed by you, I'm covered in sweat, I'm going to take a shower, you are not allowed to come again..." In the end, it was Dongfang Wenjing who stood up first, and then Zhao Jianhui wriggled his body and said: "You will come back at night." Are you going home? Or you..."

Said that she was going to take a bath by herself, Dongfang Wenjing still took a wet towel, and after gently and considerately helping Zhao Jianhui wash his body thoroughly, hummed a little song and walked into the ### room.

When Zai Lin walked into the bathroom, he turned his head with a smile, and said in a low voice, "You're asking knowingly, haven't you seen my mother and haven't called yet?"

Early the next morning, Zhao Jianhui received a call from Zhuo Lan: "Is it you? I'm very scared now, can you come and accompany me? Forget it, if it's inconvenient, then don't come..."

After hearing this, Zhao Jianhui sighed slightly in his heart, secretly thinking that he was really to blame for this matter.Yesterday, in order to take care of Li Chunming's face, after taking Ding Ding away, something that made me angry happened again when I returned to Zhao Xiaoting's ward, and what happened to Zhuo Lan made me forget it in the back of my head.Her mother just passed away, there must be a lot of things to do, and I don't know if Li Chunming wants to get up and arrange for someone to help her do something

Thinking of this, Zhao Jianhui replied: "Where are you now? Are you at home or in the hospital? I'll be there right away..."

"Oh...well, I'm at the funeral parlor, aren't you in the hospital? Call me when you get there." It was obvious that Zhao Jianhui agreed to go over, and Zhuo Lan's tone was full of meaning and joy. It's just that because of the mother's affairs, it's not easy to hear that this joy is suppressed.

"Who is it, husband, calling so early in the morning?" Dongfang Wenjing turned over, reached out and hugged Zhao Jianhui, muttering, her eyes were still tightly closed.

"Oh, it's the girl yesterday. Her mother has been sent to the funeral home. There are only her and her father in their family, and there are no relatives or friends around. She wants me to help with something. I'm going out soon. , you can get up later and go out to eat by yourself." Zhao Jianhui got off the bed and began to get dressed.

Dongfang Wenjing raised her neck, dragged her cheeks with snow-white palms, looked at Zhao Jianhui and said, "Oh? Isn't that girl beautiful? Now she is also to blame for being pitiful. Being able to think of you at this time means that she treats you a little bit badly." What kind of meaning, hehe, if you think it’s good, just accept her. If you’re afraid that Sister Long will find out, why don’t you let her come to my company first?”

"What nonsense are you talking about? You don't need to use Long Lingyun to remind me, I didn't mean it at all." Zhao Jianhui walked into ### room to wash his face and brush his teeth, then returned to the bedroom, bent down in the quiet room of the East A kiss on the face: "I'm leaving, you should get up too..."

"I'm sorry, I have to sleep for a while. I was hurt by you yesterday... I am still sore all over. Anyway, I am the boss, and no one dares to deduct my salary." Dongfang Wenjing said, turned over and went back to sleep up.Zhao Jianhui shook his head amusedly. He asked for it like crazy last night, but today he skipped work and didn't go to the company. Fortunately, he is the boss.

After going out, Zhao Jianhui called Ding Ding and asked him to go to the funeral home.After all, if there is something to do, I still want him to do it.It was only after arriving that Zhao Jianhui found out that Li Chunming had sent a deputy director of the general office with someone to help with the arrangement. What Zhuo Lan said was afraid was actually spiritual loneliness.His father's ability to resist beatings is not as good as hers, maybe because he drank some wine, he was lying on the sofa alone and still sound asleep.

Maybe the deputy director was with Li Chunming yesterday. After seeing Zhao Jianhui, he greeted him very politely: "Hi Secretary Zhao, Secretary Li said that at noon today, he will bring the Nanyue Provincial Party Committee team And a group of people from the Municipal Party Committee came to see Mrs. Zhuo off for the last time..."

Zhao Jianhui nodded, knowing that Li Chunming did this not only to send off the poor old man, but also to turn Zhuo Lan's mother's memorial service into an education meeting for the cadres of the whole province.

Zhao Jianhui does not know how effective this will be, but doing it is better than not doing it well. Education is not a panacea, but it is always better than no education.Some officials do not have much thought of serving the people, but bureaucracy and hedonism are very serious.

"You're here. When I think that I will never see my mother again, I feel very scared. There were too many people in the room just now, and I slept for a while, but I forgot everything. The more I think about it, the more scared I am, I don't have any friends, so I have to call you..." Maybe it was because I thought it was a bit abrupt to call Zhao Jianhui, but when I saw Zhao Jianhui coming, Zhuo Lan explained softly, the pitiful look really made me feel uncomfortable. People feel pity.

"It's nothing, I can understand your feelings. I also lost my loved ones. The feeling of being alone and helpless is unbearable. If you want to cry, just cry..." After losing Mr. Liu at that time, Zhao Jianhui also looked like Zhuo Lan for a while. Thinking of the old man's care and love for him, Zhao Jianhui's heart felt as if it was torn apart.

"The child wants to support but the relative is not there", the feeling of decline is not something everyone can experience.

"My tears have dried up, I won't cry anymore, my mother said, from now on I will learn to be strong and live a good life..." Although my tears have dried up, two lines of hot tears still flow down Zhuolan The cheeks flowed down.Resisting the urge to hold her in his arms and authorize him, Zhao Jianhui sat beside her silently, not saying anything, just staying with her, sitting with her...

"You...are you a big official? Does what we said count?" After a long silence, Zhuo Lan wiped away tears and asked faintly.