Very Secretary

  Very Secretary-Chapter 982 Last time

  Lu Jianhong pressed his hands hard, and the two of them were already stuck together. Lu Jianhong lowered his head and was about to kiss Meng Jia's lips. Meng Jia struggled and said in a low voice, "No, there are surveillance cameras in the elevator."

  At this moment, the elevator opened with a ding, and an old woman walked in. Seeing this, she spat and said, "I'm going to die, I made love in the elevator, it's so urgent."

   These words made both Lu Jianhong and Meng Jia blush. Fortunately, they had already reached the floor, and they rushed out of the elevator like thieves.

  Opened the door, Meng Jia's face was still hot. As soon as he entered, Lu Jianhong swung his leg back and closed the door firmly. The people here had already thrown Meng Jia onto the bed.

  Meng Jia refused at first, but when Lu Jianhong's hand reached into her skirt, her whole body collapsed, and her private parts were even more muddy.

  Meng Jia was completely lost in the excitement and passion of the encounter. While panting for Lu Jianhong's passionate deep kiss, she pulled at Lu Jianhong's shirt panting.

Lu Jianhong was not idle either. He left Meng Jia's small mouth and moved to the Shuangfeng, where no one had been there for a long time. He took a bite from the left and a bite from the right, making Meng Jia tremble all over, speaking intermittently. : "I...I'm so sad... sad."

Lu Jianhong, a seasoned veteran, naturally knew why he was sad, but he was not in a hurry to gallop on the battlefield, but meandering all the way down. When the tip of his tongue was gliding over the mung bean, Meng Jia's body was arched. Standing up, he pressed Lu Jianhong's head tightly with both hands, and hissed in a low voice, "I...I can't do it."

   Following this soul-stirring whisper, a wave of heat rushed out, splashing Lu Jianhong all over his face.

Lu Jianhong couldn't hold on anymore, and she didn't even take off all her pants. She pulled up Meng Jia's skirt while she was down to her knees, pushed aside the fig leaf that was as thin as a cicada's wing and was already wet, and launched a crusade action.

  The moment he entered, Meng Jia's body tensed up, and the mystery of the unknown became even tighter, wrapping Lu Jianhong's weapon tightly.

The battle didn't take long, and the "short, flat and fast" characteristics of the Chinese volleyball team were brought into full play. The high frequency of the impact drill made Meng Jia almost out of breath. When the last moment came, Meng Jia hugged Lu The reddened neck contained all the source of life in the body.

  The passion gradually faded, and Meng Jia suddenly let out an ah, which surprised Lu Jianhong: "What's wrong?"

   "Your driver." Meng Jia sat up, only to find that her skirt was wrinkled badly, and her underwear could already be wrung out. She blushed, "I'll go and tidy it up."

Seeing Meng Jia staggered into the bathroom, a smirk appeared on the corner of Lu Jianhong's mouth, and he took out his mobile phone and called Chen Guodong: "Xiao Chen, you go to the hotel to get a room, and you won't be leaving tonight. Assistant Meng still has something to discuss, so wait for my call."

  Meng Jia came out of the bathroom and changed into a skirt, her face was still as red as azalea. This was not shyness, but the sequelae of the battle. Lu Jianhong reached out and pulled Meng Jia over, patted her leg and said, "Come on, sit here."

  Meng Jia struggled a bit, but still sat obediently on Lu Jianhong's lap.

   "Where's your baby girl? Where have you been all this time? Why are you with Yang Yizhang, the Taiwanese boss?" Lu Jianhong asked a series of questions. He really had too many things he didn't know and urgently needed to know.

  Meng Jia nestled her head into Lu Jianhong's arms, and said after a while of silence, "Jianhong, I think we can't do this to Sister An Ran."

  Lu Jianhong didn't expect Meng Jia to say such a sentence suddenly, and said in a daze, "Meng Jia..."

  Meng Jia smiled and said, "Jianhong, I don't blame you, really, I did all of this voluntarily. It's just, alas, I don't even know where to start."

Lu Jianhong felt indescribably complicated about her frivolity and absurdity, but regretting and blaming herself could not solve the problem, so she said silently for a while, "Why did you leave Junling? You didn't even say a word when you left, you know me How worried are you?"

  Meng Jia lowered her head and said, "I don't want to leave you either, but I have to."

  Lu Jianhong held Meng Jia's face up and said, "Who can force you to leave me?"

  Tears welled up in Meng Jia's eyes: "Jian Hong, Sister An Ran is a good woman."

  Hearing this, Lu Jianhong couldn't help being stunned. What does this mean?

  Meng Jia continued: "Actually, Sister An Ran knew about us a long time ago, but she never said anything about it."

  Meng Jia brought her thoughts back to more than a year ago.

Lu Jianhong really didn't expect that An Ran had been paying attention to him all the time. When Liang Wanchong, secretary of the municipal party committee at the time, was investigating his relationship with Meng Jia, he found Meng Jia and told her the stakes. If she didn't leave Junling, then Lu Jianhong would definitely be implicated, and the consequences would be serious.

  Lu Jianhong frowned, he couldn't tell what it felt like to be in his heart, An Ran had done a lot for him, yet she could keep pretending not to know.

  Meng Jia said: "Jianhong, let's stop here, Sister An Ran is so generous, we really can't do anything to hurt her anymore."

  Lu Jianhong smiled bitterly and said, "This was beyond my expectation, I... I really don't know how to face it."

  Meng Jia said: "It's been so long, this time is just an accident."

Lu Jianhong originally wanted to say something else, such as maintaining such a relationship. Of course, it was not because of his selfishness, but because he didn't want Meng Jia to leave his care. When she ran into Meng Jia in Junling, her How desolate and miserable the encounter and situation were, he really didn't want Meng Jia to live like that again.

  But An Ran's silent sacrifice for him made him feel conflicted and entangled.

Meng Jia couldn't help stretching out her hand, wrapped her arms around Lu Jianhong's waist, buried her head in his arms, and said, "Jianhong, don't worry about me, I've already thought about it, loving you doesn't have to be You, Sister An Ran needs you more than I do. Compared with what Sister An Ran has done, I am far behind. Sister An Ran is the one you should cherish. I am living a good life now, and Mengyao is also growing up happily. With the money you and Sister An Ran left me, plus my current job, the rest of my life will be worry-free, so you don't have to think about it so much."

   "Meng Jia, I owe you and your wife too much." Lu Jianhong said sadly.

  An Ran smiled and said: "In this world, it doesn't matter whether you owe me or not. I am very grateful to you for letting me find myself, and also thank you for giving me Mengyao, so you don't have to feel guilty, I am really satisfied."

   Lightly pecked on Lu Jianhong's lips, then pushed Lu Jianhong down on the bed and said, "One last time, in the future, we won't see each other again!"