Passionate Devotion

Chapter 141 142 is already connected 4

The Eisen Administrative Office Building on the west side of the Presidential Palace is about to hold a ministerial-level international counter-terrorism conference chaired by the Secretary of State. Government officials and experts from more than 50 countries sit in the solemn conference hall. It hasn't expired yet.

Sitting behind Ye Mei, Tong Lu remembered the close kiss that Leng Yejin had secretly stood on tiptoe.

It's just a veneer kiss. Why is my face so hot as if I want to be burned every time I think of it?

But, after all, it was the first time I took the initiative to post and kiss him, a **** milestone~~~~

crazy. How could she do this?

Suddenly there was a slight noise in her ears, and Tong Lu suddenly recovered and found that the tea cup in front of Ye Mei had been overturned, and she hurried up to help her clean up. She accidentally caught a glimpse of her face, panic and pale.

"Ye Mei, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, I didn't hold it firmly, go and change me a glass." Ye Mei pretended to be calm, but his face was already on the verge of an enemy.

At this moment, at the door of the conference hall, four or five military leaders from other countries are stepping forward. Each is a uniform temptation. There is a man who stands out from the crowd. Tong Lu can't help but look twice, not thinking about each other. Her alertness was so high that she immediately noticed her voyeurism, her eyes were lightly swept, and only one glance made people tremble.

Those eyes are obviously evil and charming, but they are not warm. Although they look good, they are a bit like Satan.

Suddenly, the man walked in their direction gracefully on the velvet carpet.

"Mr. Lan, where is your seat?"

"Can't sit down casually?" The man paused, his arrogant face was stained with cold arrogance: "Your country's rules are so rigid? Even a seat must abide by the conventions? How can you fight unruly terrorists like this?"

"Uh...you can do whatever you want."

With a slight impatience of being disturbed by Yaxing, the man suddenly pulled away the chair next to Ye Mei, and while sitting arrogantly, he carelessly touched his chin with his fingers, and his gaze shot over: "Little beauty, stare at me like this. , Do you think I look good?"

Tong Lu was embarrassed, is this man talking to her?

He quickly lowered his head and went to clean up the table, but unexpectedly found that Ye Mei’s palm was on the table. I don’t know when it was already closed. It was strange. There was no danger in the conference room. You should have experienced all kinds of big things like Ye Mei. The mature woman in the scene is so nervous at a meeting?

Tong Lu didn't care too much. He cleaned up the tea cups and sat back behind Ye Mei. With a glance at her inadvertently, Mr. Lan and Ye Mei had a fight. At this time, the meeting had begun. The entire conference hall was extremely solemn. They all sit still on the chair, no different from others, but their hands and feet have already fought to the death.

God, are these two enemies?

Ye Mei obviously couldn’t stand it. In the end, her legs were crushed to death by Mr. Lan. The man’s big palm clamped her hand, her fingers interlocked, Ye Mei tried her best to break free, but couldn’t shake it off. One minute, ten minutes. , For half an hour, Tong Lu secretly sweated for Ye Mei, would she think of a way to save Ye Mei?

Lan Quan, let me go. Ye Mei tilted her head, her eyes warned.

Lan Quan didn't even look at her. He took out the cigarette from his pocket with one hand and lit it. The flame of the cigarette **** did not rush out of gray smoke. He sat there with his chin, as if listening to someone seriously. , The exquisite and handsome side face was full of arrogance and "Are you teasing me? Sorry, I'm not familiar with you".

(End of this chapter)