Very Secretary

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  Lu Jianhong didn't take up too much of Zhou Qifeng's time. He was too busy and tired, and it was rare for him to take a break, so he let him rest more. After seeing off Zhou Qifeng, Lu Jianhong said goodbye to Zhou Weichao.

  Lu Jianhong originally planned to live in the Minglang Club, but Zhou Weichao thought it was an unnecessary waste. Anyway, there are many rooms in the house, so he lived here.

A friend came to Baimei, but he wasn't at home. Lu Jianhong watched Zhou Weichao coax his son to sleep with a happy face, and suddenly thought of Gao Lan's mother and son who were far away in Yanhua. As soon as the deputy prime minister came, he put this matter behind him. It seems that after this trip to the capital, he should fulfill his promise.

   Chatted with Zhou Weichao a few more words, then went to the room to rest.

  The matter of why bother has always been his concern. It is of course nonsense to say anything about the impact at this time. He is just worried that the higher-level discipline committee will trip him up. But with Zhou Qifeng's promise in disguise, he can finally let go of the stone in his heart.

After taking a bath, Lu Jianhong fell asleep and fell asleep. She didn't know how long she slept. She seemed to hear someone talking in a daze. After a while, she seemed to feel the bed was heavy again. With nothing around him, he fell asleep.

When Lu Jianhong woke up, he was awakened by a feeling of suffocation. He subconsciously pushed away the thing pressing on his throat, only to find that it was a leg. This leg was smooth and tender. Lu Jianhong couldn't help being frightened. With a jump, he lost all sleepiness. In his perception, if there was a woman in this family, Baimei was the only one. Smelling the strong smell of alcohol, Lu Jianhong secretly groaned, it couldn't really be Baimei, and that would be a big trouble.

Holding that leg was neither a hug nor a hug. The owner of this leg turned over and seemed to be lying on Lu Jianhong's body upside down. Lu Jianhong slept in shorts, and he could clearly feel it on his thigh. A big fluffy piece.

  At this moment, Lu Jianhong really didn't have any thoughts at all. Instead, he broke out in a cold sweat. It was obvious that the other party didn't know that he had slept in the wrong bed, and he slept soundly after drinking too much.

Taking a deep breath and calming down for a while, Lu Jianhong moved away the stick little by little, and found the mobile phone on the bedside table. He didn't dare to turn on the light, lest embarrassment or even unexpected troubles would happen Come.

Turned on the phone, and quietly shone the light on the screen little by little. Lu Jianhong couldn't help being shocked by this photo. I'm afraid if he was killed, he would never have imagined that the woman sleeping on the bed was actually Closty whom I haven't seen for many years.

  Clausty was sleeping soundly. Not only did one leg slump on Lu Jianhong's, making the private place stick tightly, but he also used Lu Jianhong's foot as a pillow.

  Lu Jianhong turned off his phone. For a moment, he really didn't know what to do, and was extremely surprised. Why did this Klausti come to his bed for no reason.

   He never expected that when Klausty arrived in the capital, after meeting with Bai Mei, the two of them got drunk in the bar and came back after fighting each other. Zhou Weichao is a dead pig. He didn't know when his wife came back. He didn't know until he heard the sound of the door opening. But Baimei was already drunk at this time, so naturally he didn't mention Clausty's visit, and she didn't know either. Lu Jianhong slept in that spare room, and by accident, such a "miserable" drama came about.

Lu Jianhong's head was as big as a bucket, and he quietly got out of bed. Relying on his impressions, he got dressed and walked out of the room. Then he let out a sigh of relief. He wanted to call Zhou Weichao, but it was late and it was too early to disturb others. Luckily, he lived in this house for a period of time and was quite familiar with it. Without turning on the lights, he skillfully touched the balcony. The wind and sand were blowing outside the window. Fortunately, it was getting late. It was already past four o'clock, and Lu Jianhong had only been outside for more than an hour to eat the wind and sand.

  Seeing Lu Jianhong wearing quicksand, Zhou Weichao, who got up early, was very surprised: "Jianhong, you got up so early."

  Lu Jianhong smiled wryly and pointed to the room. Before she could speak, she heard a cry from the room that once belonged to her: "Who took my underwear?"

  Zhou Weichao was taken aback, and couldn't help saying: "Jianhong, you don't know how to call me **?"

   "What a mess." Lu Jianhong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. At this moment, Klausty had already rushed out of the room.

  Zhou Weichao was even more surprised: "You...you..."

Klausti didn't seem to have woken up from the hangover, so she rushed straight to the balcony. When she rushed to Lu Jianhong, she realized that the man she once liked was there, and she couldn't help rubbing her eyes: "Lu? I You are not dreaming, are you?"

  Lu Jianhong smiled bitterly and said, "Just treat it as a dream."

  Clausty bit her tongue secretly, it turned out that this was all true, her face turned red as tears flowed, and she spat softly: "Little pervert."

Although the voice was low, Lu Jianhong could hear it clearly, and put his hand into his pocket unnaturally. Only then did he realize that there was something extra in his pocket, and he took it out to see, my god, it was a piece of real silk panties.

   "Clausty." Lu Jianhong called out subconsciously, already putting the underwear on her hand.

  Clausty's body paused slightly: "I gave it to you."

   "Jianhong, you... last night... uh... that... go out and have breakfast later." Seeing Lu Jianhong's murderous gaze, Zhou Weichao covered his mouth and ran away.

   Holding the underwear in his hand, Lu Jianhong was so angry and funny, what is this called?

Lu Jianhong really didn't know how to eat breakfast. Zhou Weichao had a stern face, but he could obviously suppress a smile. Floating by, they all have a strange look.

  Lu Jianhong was so embarrassed that he ate two buns and fled the dining table.

   After everyone had finished eating, Lu Jianhong said, "Weichao, then I'll go first."

  Clausty said: "Lu, we haven't seen each other for a long time, can't we have a chat?"

   This was what Lu Jianhong was most afraid of. Just as he was about to speak, the phone in his pocket rang loudly, which relieved him.

   "Excuse me, I'll answer the call." Without waiting for any response from the other party, Lu Jianhong took the phone and walked up to the balcony.

  When he came back again, the embarrassment and embarrassment on his face were gone, replaced by a solemn and serious face: "Weichao, I really want to go back to Chong'an."