In the early morning, several buses departed from fj and headed for Zhang City.
Zhao Gangjun and Lin Shuya slept together all night.
Of course, the two of them sleep on their own bedding.
Zhao Gangrong expressed considerable indignation about this.
As Lin Shuya's temporary bodyguard, I should personally protect Lin Shuya's safety. This is the most basic professional ethics of a bodyguard, but why did you, Lin Shuya, wrap your quilt so tightly when you sleep at night?
What if someone attacks you from under the covers?
And on this hot day, don’t you feel hot when you sleep wrapped in a quilt?
Zhao Gangjun was angry all night, and finally got some comfort in the early morning.
Lin Shuya is sleeping soundly.
The quilt has been loosened.
She hugged the quilt and pressed her thighs on top of the quilt.
Because I was wearing a hotel nightgown, I wasn’t wearing anything else underneath.
Those snow-white thighs made Zhao Gangjun unable to sleep again after he got up in the morning and peed.
When the morning sun shines on my thighs, the snow-white skin is like ice cream, making people want to take a lick.
Looking along the web of her thigh, a small light blue lace panty jumps into view.
Zhao Gangjun is very grateful to the hotel's pajamas supplier. If you had given me pajamas and pajamas, I would have lost sight of my balls.
Zhao Gangjun swallowed, recited Amitabha silently, and then quietly walked to Lin Shuya's side while staring closely at Lin Shuya's thigh.
I am a gentleman, and this kind of taking advantage of others should be stopped in moderation.
Zhao Gangjun secretly lamented his own integrity, and then reached out to tidy up Lin Shuya's nightgown so that at least the light blue underwear wouldn't be exposed.
It seemed like I could sense some obscene aura.
Lin Shuya's eyelashes trembled for a moment, then she opened her eyes.
Sometimes some things are really bloody.
As soon as Zhao Gangjun stretched out his hand to Lin Shuya's thigh, Lin Shuya opened her eyes.
At this time, Zhao Gangjun's attention was completely on those white thighs and blue panties, and he never thought that Lin Shuya would wake up at this time.
By the time Zhao Gangjun reacted, Lin Shuya was already looking directly at him, and his hand was just hanging on Lin Shuya's buttocks. It seemed that the lift of the nightgown was caused by his hand.
Lin Shuya didn't scream.
She looked at her thighs, then straightened her nightgown and said, "I believe you."
Thank God, thank earth.
Thank you to the great Virgin Mary and all the gods and Buddhas.
Zhao Gangjun swallowed hard, nodded with excitement, and said, "I just want to cover that thing."
"fine."
Lin Shuya shook her head and said, "I don't mind."
"That's good, that's good."
Zhao Gangjun wiped the sweat from his forehead. This morning should be very cool, why is it so hot?
At this time, Zhao Gangjun received a call from He Badou.
"Brother Gangbong is doing well these days!"
He Badou's tone was very relaxed and he seemed to be in a good mood.
"It's OK."
Zhao Gangjun glanced at the plump thighs that were covered, and asked, "Master He called me this early in the morning. Did he want to treat me to breakfast?"
"You really guessed it right."
He Badou said with a smile, "I was having morning tea in Heyue Building. I thought maybe I haven't seen you for a long time, so I wanted to ask you to have morning tea with me. I don't know if you are willing to give me a favor."
"Hey, Mr. He is treating me to a treat, where can I not go?"
Zhao Gangjun smiled and said, "I'll make an appointment with Tong Yan and I'll be there in a minute."
"Then I'll be waiting for you." Mr. He hung up the phone with a smile.
Zhao Gangjun's originally smiling face turned gloomy after hanging up the phone.
He Badou must have known about the news that those people were killed by him. Since he knew it, what was the purpose of calling him over for morning tea? Could it be that he asked a few people to ambush him? This is obviously impossible, because their
The target is Lin Shuya, not yourself!
Or do you want to clear up the relationship?
Zhao Gangjun nodded. This was quite possible. After all, He Badou was encountered by him when he was having sex with those two people, and then those two people assassinated him yesterday. Although the target was Lin Shuya,
But he had indeed seen those two people. In order to prevent himself from connecting him with those two people, He Badou asked him to explain clearly. This possibility was still very high.
"You stay in the hotel first."
Zhao Gangjun said, "He Badou and I are going to have morning tea and will come back to pick you up later."
"No."
Lin Shuya shook her head and said, "You have exposed King Mongol's conspiracy. He is not a fool. Now he is not good for me. It is impossible to provoke a war between my dad and Taotie. Instead, he will make my dad try his best.
It’s obviously not worthwhile to fight against him!”
"That's true!"
Zhao Gangjun nodded in agreement and said, "Are you going back to school later?"
"I'm going out for a walk and having breakfast."
Lin Shuya smiled and said, "Don't worry about me, just pay attention to your own safety."
"good!"
After separation from the blue little Nenei, Zhao Gangjun called Zhou Tongyan.
Zhou Tongyan came to see Zhao Gangjun in his sexy x5 as usual, and then drove Zhao Gangjun to Heyue Tower.
At about the same time, two buses slowly drove into Zhang City.
These two buses did not go to the station, but drove to an unknown place.
It is said that He Yue Tower was opened by He Badou. He Yue is homophonic to He Ye, so the metaphor goes without saying.
Zhao Gangjun sat in the car, looked at his phone, and then sent a few text messages.
After receiving the reply to the text message, Zhao Gangjun went to Heyue Building with satisfaction.
The architectural style of Heyue Building is like an ancient inn or teahouse, with carved beams and painted pillars, which makes it look very sentimental.
Climb the wooden stairs upstairs.
Came to a private room.
The private room is located near the window, and the decoration inside is very simple.
There was a large round table made of pear wood, with several snacks placed on it and a pot of tea outside.
He Badou sat on the edge of the bed, with one foot on the chair, looking at the crowd of people downstairs, holding a pipe in his mouth.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Gangjun suddenly felt like he had traveled through time, as if he had returned to the old capital in the late Qing Dynasty.
"It's coming!"
He Badou smiled and said hello to Zhao Gangjun, then took a puff of his cigarette, blew out a smoke ring, and said, "Zhang City is close to gd, and the morning tea culture is popular. So people here eat more morning tea in the morning."
"I rarely eat. I've only been to gd once or twice."
Zhao Gangjun and Zhou Tongyan politely pulled up a chair and sat down.
The private room is large and there are many people there.