Wang Fang was stunned: "I call you Mrs. Qin? Is there any difference between calling you Bureau Su?"
"There is a difference."
Suning said with some distress: "Even though I am the director of the Ninth Bureau of National Security, many people don't like me as the director, but they pay special attention to my identity as Mrs. Qin."
Xiao Wang found it a little funny: "Well, then your husband is——"
Suning looked at Liu Zhao and said calmly: "My husband is the seventh month in the Dragon's Soaring Dragon, the Jade-Faced Yama, Qin Yuguan."
"Qin Yuguan! Qin, is Colonel Qin your husband?"
Wang Fang's eyes suddenly lit up. Just when she was about to say something else, she saw Liu Zhao turned his head away and hissed: "Are you serious? Your husband is really Qin Yuguan!?"
Seeing these soldiers respecting their husbands so much but not paying attention to themselves as the chief, Suning felt unhappy and sour in her heart.
However, then I felt that I was so funny: Why should I be jealous of that guy? Others admire him, and I, as a wife, should be proud of myself. How could I be so sour?
Suning smiled and sat on the chair that Wang Fang quickly moved over. She looked at Liu Zhao and nodded: "Yes, my husband is Qin Yuguan."
Liu Zhao's eyes were full of excitement: "Are you here to investigate the truth about No Man's Land on No. 32? Colonel Qin asked you to come, right?"
Suning nodded, but then shook his head: "It's true that I came here for that matter, but I was not sent by him, because this is my job."
The excitement, like the spring scenery covered with ice and snow, quickly disappeared from Liu Zhao's eyes with Suning's words: "Oh, so that's it."
After seeing Liu Zhao's reaction, Suning wanted to go crazy and wanted to catch that guy immediately and let him handle the matter on her behalf.
Finally, she took a few deep breaths and said with a smile: "Liu Zhao, can you tell me in detail what you saw and experienced at that time?"
Liu Zhao laughed silently and asked Suning: "It seems that my Liu Zhao is not the only one who went to Iraq, right?"
Suning answered frankly: "Of course, there are seven of you there. But now, Cen Liehuo, Meng Tianci, and He Langyan, the three of them are still seriously injured and in a coma. But Lin Zhihao said that as soon as the battle started, he was injured and fell into a coma.
I was in such a state of confusion that I still don’t know what happened next.”
Liu Zhao smiled again and murmured: "It seems that I should be seriously injured and unconscious - then, in addition to the five of us, there are also Liao Jiangnan and Hua Cuo. What do they say?"
Suning stared into Liu Zhao's eyes and said in a deep voice: "Liao Jiangnan and Hua Cuo completely agree with our preliminary investigation opinions. Especially Hua Cuo, she told us clearly that the appearance of Tang Peng and Han Xuan,
It was just for the opportunity to break into China, and the leakage of the decisive action plan was directly related to Tang Peng. She also speculated that the Northeast Fuzu Group is likely to be the secret joint point of a Western organization in China."
Liu Zhao's expression remained unchanged and his eyes were cold: "Since they have said so, why do you need to ask me?"
Before Suning could say anything else, Liu Zhao closed his eyes and whispered, "Mrs. Qin, I'm tired and want to rest."
"Okay, okay, then you have a good rest and try to recover and be discharged as soon as possible."
Suning laughed forcefully, stood up from the chair helplessly, nodded to Wang Fang, and walked out of the ward quickly.
After hearing Suning's footsteps disappearing in the corridor, Wang Fang asked Liu Zhao in a low voice: "Liu Zhao, you, you know the truth, right?"
Liu Zhao didn't answer at all, and didn't even open his eyes.
Wang Fang didn't pay attention and continued to ask: "Then, why didn't you say it?"
Liu Zhao finally spoke, with sadness in his tone: "Wang Fang, don't ask about this matter in the future - if you want our Liu family to maintain our current status, then you have to keep silent about this matter.
Some things and some people are beyond our control. Unless it is Qin Yuguan, unless they intervene in this matter, this matter will come to light! What a pity, will they care about a butcher's son? "
…
"Ah - oh, I'm going to die, die, ah -"
A very erotic female moan sounded from the big bed in the suite.
This is the general manager's office at the Northeast Mengli Jiangnan Club.
Min Rou closed her eyes tightly, lying on the bed with no clothes on. She held the pair of snow-white elastic breasts on her chest with both hands, trembling and twisting her snake-like waist, and her two snow-white thighs were tightly closed.
The beautiful little feet were clasped together, the toes were stretched straight, and every moan coming out of the plump and sexy little mouth was filled with unbearable crying.
An elegant-looking young man, neatly dressed, stood under the bed and leaned over her. The tip of his tongue snaked upwards along her beautiful feet, kissing like a lizard until it reached between her legs, stopping on the black
Skull tattoo.
Min Rou groaned in a trembling voice, and slowly opened her legs. From somewhere deep in the center, there was already transparent mucus dripping down, with a strong smell of sex.
The young man stretched out his right index finger and slowly pierced it into the depths.
Just when Min Rou quickly moved her legs together due to physiological needs, eager to lock his fingers, he deftly retracted her body, and then began to gently massage that point on her lower body, with a greedy look on her lips.
Playful smile: "Mrs. Yan, I really didn't expect that Mr. Yan Qi would have such a hobby. To be honest, I have seen many women getting tattoos here, but I have never seen such an outstanding tattoo. Black skull
, with evil, with excitement and desire that makes people conquer."
Min Rou breathed hard, opened her eyes filled with spring water, and begged: "You, can you please stop talking? Come on, come in, come on! You, you have been kissing me for more than an hour,
All the water has drained away from me.”
The young man smiled slightly, raised his body and said: "Mrs. Yan, in fact, the highest state of love is not piston movement, but the pleasure of experiencing flirting. I know you want me to fuck you hard now.
, fuck your place through. But I don’t bother to do this kind of thing, because your place has been fucked by someone else and is already dirty.”
Min Rou's body stiffened, and most of her body disappeared in a rage. She asked in a loud voice: "Then, what exactly do you want me to do to satisfy you?"
The young man did not answer Min Rou's question directly. Instead, he sat on the bed, gently caressed her crotch with his right hand, and asked, "What do you think?"
"I, I don't know."
Min Rou held down that hand and looked at the young man for a moment before whispering: "But I know now."
The young man retracted his hand, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and said with an elegant smile: "Then what are you waiting for?"
Min Rou got up from the bed, lifted her legs out of bed, knelt between the young man's legs, laid her head on his crotch, and used her small teeth to unbutton his trousers - and finally, she held him in her mouth.
The penis was so big that he took out his pants.
The young man raised his head and smoked a cigarette comfortably.
Min Rou let go, knelt straight on the ground, held the two white and tender balls in her hands, gently clamped the huge one, and slowly began to stroke it.
A low groan immediately came out of the young man's mouth. He put his left hand on her head, forcing her to lower her head and open her mouth. After the huge penis poked out from the two towering balls, he kissed the top.
Young people like breast sex, and in the process of intercourse, Min Rou needs to use her small mouth to cooperate - only if Min Rou behaves lewdly enough like the mature women he has used, can he get something different from it.
The feeling of pleasure.
"Move faster!"
The man gave a stern command in a low voice: "Scream at the same time, and scream loudly!"
"Ah, ah!"
Min Rou suddenly sped up her fucking movements, and every time the huge tip penetrated her little mouth, she would make a seductive cry.
Soon, she became excited again and became crazy. She didn't need the man's urging at all, and she screamed without emotion...
Half an hour later, the man stood up suddenly, held the back of Min Rou's head tightly, and stabbed the huge penis deep into her throat, shouting: "This is deep throating!"
When she felt the hot liquid flowing into her throat, tears of humiliation fell from the corners of Min Rou's eyes.
…
Yan Yunhai was sitting in the duty manager's office. He looked at his watch impatiently and asked, "Manager Su, why hasn't Mr. Min come yet?"
Manager Su nodded quickly and bowed: "Young Master Yan, Mr. Min is meeting with a very important guest - before you came, I had already called her. Maybe her matter is very important and has not been processed yet.
, how about I call her again and ask?"
"Forget it, I'd better wait."
Yan Yunhai waved his hand impatiently, took out a cigarette and was about to light it when the crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground came from the corridor outside the door.
Manager Su immediately said: "Maybe Mr. Min is here."
As soon as Manager Su finished speaking, Min Rou, wearing a bright red cheongsam, stiletto black high heels, and a short down jacket, walked in from the outside in high spirits.
After seeing the lingering charm in the corners of Min Rou's brows and eyes, Yan Yunhai frowned invisibly, then stood up and bowed her head respectfully to say hello: "Mr. Rou."
"Hehe, Xiaohai is here, sit down, sit down."
Min Rou glanced at Manager Su and sat on the sofa across from Yanyunhai, with her knees together, looking elegant and elegant.
Manager Su understood, smiled, turned around and walked out.
After Yan Yunhai sat down, Min Rou said: "Well, just now, I was having a secret conversation with a very important guest. I believe it won't be long before our Yan family's industry in the Northeast will be able to add energy."
Yan Yunhai sat down with a smile and tried to ask: "A very important guest? May I ask Rou Niang, can you introduce him to me?"
Min Rou picked up the freshly brewed tea, took a sip, rinsed it briskly in her mouth, spit it into the bonsai next to the sofa, and said lightly: "Not yet, because the guest doesn't want the second person to know.
He has already cooperated with us. Well, Xiaohai, don't blame me for hiding it from you, because the identity of this guest is very important, and even Master Qi must be respectful when he sees him."
(I’ll upload it again around eight o’clock in the morning. I’ll take a rest first. I wish you all good dreams!)