Chapter 895: A look of pain

It turned out that just as Zhao Desan was laughing proudly, Lan Mei was walking downstairs. Before he could call him, Zhao Desan walked up to the closed glass door, but ended up hitting the front, causing Lan Mei, who was usually serious, to pursed her lips and let out a silver bell-like laugh.

Seeing that Lan Mei discovered his embarrassing appearance, Zhao Desan felt so shy, and his face turned red suddenly. He covered his head and said a little embarrassedly: Director Lan, you... stop laughing.

Why don’t you have eyes when walking?So accidentally!Lan Mei walked up and taught a lesson with a smile.

When Zhao Desan talked about this, he was a little angry. He glanced at the closed glass door and vented his dissatisfaction and said: Who knows, this door is usually open, so why did it be closed today!

Then you should also look at Ah when you walk by yourself. I just saw you laughing while walking. What made you so happy?Lan Mei walked up to ask curiously.

No...no Ah.When Zhao Desan thought about what he had teased Jia Wanli just now, he pretended to be nothing, but he thought in his heart that good things should be rewarded, evil things should be rewarded. He just teased Jia Wanli, but now he has been retribution.

Lan Mei didn't bother with this question, and saw Zhao Desan covering her head, still looking a little painful, oh oh whispering to herself in pain: It hurts so much... Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh so much... It hurts so much...

I looked... Seeing Zhao Desan's painful look, Lan Mei knew that he had bumped into him very hard. The moment she bumped into him just now, even five or six meters away, she felt the whole building swaying slightly. She said as she took Zhao Desan's hand away, raised her face and looked at his forehead carefully, and saw a walnut-sized bag, which had already swollen. She said with great distress: Look at you, you bumped into such a big bag.As he said that, he touched it with his hands and asked with a tender heartache: Does it hurt?

Zhao Desan immediately shivered all over his body in pain, looking at Lan Mei with pain, sweat beads oozing from his nose, and said in pain: No... it doesn't hurt.After saying that, he started to whisper, 'Oh Ouh Ouh'.

It doesn't hurt yet?It really doesn't hurt?When Lan Mei saw Zhao Desan's painful look, she knew that the collision was definitely not light. It was fake if she didn't hurt. Knowing that this guy was slapped in front of him and was forced to hold on, she asked back.

It doesn't hurt!Zhao Desan answered again very firmly, and was acting like a hero in front of Lan Mei. In fact, he was secretly shouting in his heart: It hurts so much, it hurts so much, oh hey...

OK, I'm pretending in front of me, go and have a look!Lan Mei gave him a blank look, and then looked at him with a cold look as before.

I haven't been working with Lan Mei for a long time. Suddenly, Zhao Desan felt that there was a little strangeness with her, but this sense of strangeness was based on the feeling created after a long period of distantness. Looking at Lan Mei's a little cold look, Zhao Desan seemed to have returned to the feeling of seeing her for the first time more than a year ago, giving people a sense of being arrogant, cold and inaccessible.

This sense of strangeness made Zhao Desan a little confused about what to say. He glanced at her like a child who made a mistake and lowered his head.

Lan Mei seemed to see that Zhao Desan felt at a loss when facing him again, but her feelings for him were heartfelt efforts. Over the past year, Zhao Desan has indeed paid too much for her. If he hadn't been raped by Zheng Tulu, who was willing to stand up for himself, Zheng Tulu wouldn't have tried his best to deal with him.

Lan Mei stared at him affectionately for a few seconds. Seeing that he was still whispering "Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Lan Mei said something casually because she cared too much about the wound on his head, but for some reason, she said it a bit playful, which made Zhao Desan laugh and followed her out of the office building and said: What can happen?

Lan Mei realized that what she said was a bit too serious, and not only giggled, this smile was the most charming smile Zhao Desan had ever seen. The cold face suddenly opened with such a bright and innocent smile, just like suddenly seeing a blooming flower in the cold winter, which was a heart-wrenching feeling.

Before he knew it, Zhao Desan got into Lan Mei's car. When he came to his senses from his memories of himself and Lan Mei, he found that the car had arrived at the entrance of the hospital.

Director Lan, what are you doing here?Zhao Desan seemed to have forgotten the big bag on his forehead for a moment and asked in confusion.

Take a look at the bag Ah on your head.Lan Mei glanced at him a little bit, pointed to the bag on her head and said.

Zhao Desan then remembered that his forehead was injured. He said oh, fearing that Yingying would be anxious when she waited too long, so she subconsciously looked at her watch.

Seeing his subtle actions, Lan Mei asked: What?Xiao Zhao, are you in urgent need?

No... No... After Zhao Desan finished speaking, he immediately felt that he had said the wrong thing, because he felt that if he was fine for a while, he might not be able to say it if he didn't stay with Lan Mei for a while. So after saying that, he immediately slapped his forehead while preparing to say something was wrong. For a moment, he forgot the swollen bag on his forehead. After slapped it on his face, he immediately felt the pain of "Ouch Hey" that he felt.

What are you doing? Why are you hitting yourself?Lan Mei immediately leaned over with pain, hugged his head and blew carefully on the swollen bag. Zhao Desan's head was held in his arms by him, and his eyes were unbiased. The collar of the blue-eyed snow-white short-sleeved shirt was unbuttoned. Under the two buttons that were naturally unbuttoned, there was a piece of snow-white skin and about one-third of the white and tender steamed buns. This skin was so white. Because Lan Mei paid great attention to the maintenance of her figure and skin, the skin was whiter than Zheng Jie, and it was a feeling of whiteness that was as tender as water tofu. I wished that Zhao Desan would print his mouth and eat it directly.

Why are you so careless? Why are you hitting yourself?Lan Mei said brow blaming and blaming her breath at the swollen bag on his forehead.

Looking at her breasts that expanded due to the blowing breath, Zhao Desan became a little confused. His eyes stared at the one-third of the white and tender steamed buns exposed in her collar really made Zhao Desan a little irresistible. He couldn't help but move his Adam's apple, swallowed, and then opened his mouth. Just as he opened his mouth, because he was really excited, the saliva in his mouth suddenly flowed out and fell into the collar of the blue eyebrows without bias.

My god!

Oops!

After realizing his loss of composure, Zhao Desan immediately turned his gaze aside with a red face. Then, Lan Mei felt a sudden coldness on her breasts, and stopped 'puff'. When she looked down, she found that there was a drop of saliva on her breasts. Is it still necessary to guess? Without thinking, Lan Mei knew whose saliva was. She raised her eyes and looked at Zhao Desan a little shyly. Zhao Desan also secretly glanced at her. The two of them accidentally bumped into each other. Zhao Desan immediately turned his head and dodged Lan Mei's gaze. While opening the car door, she said evasively: Director Lan, go back, I'll put some medicine on and bandage it. There is no big problem.

I'd better go with you.Lan Mei was very concerned about the injuries on Zhao Desan's forehead. As she spoke, she opened the car door and followed him out of the car.

Because he was too inappropriate in the car, Zhao Desan was embarrassed to talk to Lan Mei on his own initiative. The two walked into the hospital one after another and went to the emergency department to check the bag on Zhao Desan's forehead. The doctor said there was no big problem, so he did a simple bandage and opened a bottle of safflower oil and it was done.

When he came out of the emergency room and walked out of the hospital, Zhao Desan thought of his recent borrowing of the false photos of Zheng Jie and Zheng Tulu as a handle, and he was so surprised that he stayed in the old Tulu, asking him to promise not to harass Zheng Jie and Lan Mei, two women he likes very much.

So I asked Lan Mei: Director Lan, has the old bald donkey still feel sorry for you recently?

there is none left.Lanmei said casually.

That's good, it seems that the old guy still keeps his word!Zhao Desan said with relief.

When Lan Mei heard Zhao Desan say this, she asked: Xiao Zhao, have you done anything to him?That old guy hasn't come to me for more than half a month.

Zhao Desan turned his head, smiled mysteriously, and said: Director Lan, you don’t have to worry about this!Anyway, I have a way to cure him!

Since Zhao Desan came to work in the Construction Committee, one month later, Lan Mei has been looking at this guy who was originally full of prejudice. After more than a year of contact, she gradually understood his skills and knew that he was a little powerful, so she did not ask how Zhao Desan subdued Zheng Tulu, but her admiration for him became deeper. Seeing him looking a little arrogant, she couldn't help but love him even more.

You don't have time for a while, right?Lan Mei was stunned for a moment, and asked, shaking Zhao Desan's arm, who was a little proud of herself.

No...yes, yes, my cousin asked me to go back early tonight, there is something to say.Zhao Desanyi, who was about to say it was okay, thought that Yingying was still waiting for him in the "People's Kitchen" on High-tech Fourth Road, so he quickly changed his words.

When he heard Zhao Desan say that he had something to do, Lan Mei, who was originally full of expectations on her face, looked at him with a little disappointed moment, and her eyes didn't feel a little dim. She said quietly: Xiao Zhao, we haven't sat together for a long time and talked. I originally said that I wanted to take you to my house and cook some food for you, let's have a meal and have a good chat, but I don't know if you have completely adapted to the new job?

Adapted to adapt.Zhao Desan said with a smile, turned around, put his hand on Lan Mei's shoulder without any mind, and coaxed him: Another day, I will have a good chat with Director Lan, okay?I'm just trying to do this, but I've been too busy lately and haven't taken any time.