Chapter 867

However, judging from the few words on the phone, Suk can't be sure whether it's really the E group. He can only listen attentively. However, although the communication security of the two phones can be guaranteed, there are some things that can't be explained clearly on the phone, so Deng Xiaotian decided to arrange for people to go to 13 places to learn more details.

After Deng Xiaotian made his decision, he called directly to arrange for people to take action immediately, which was the end of the matter. Naturally, he would not discuss the work at the dinner table. Suk could only suppress his curiosity, and looked at a table of good dishes, but he had no stomach to put, so he drank directly.

It's specially made for Maotai. It tastes mellow and even soft. It's not like any kind of wine that Suk had drunk before. While thinking about Zhang's illness and E's crisis, she didn't pay attention to Zhang Rui's attentive and constant filling.

In Zhang Rui's few social experiences, when guests come in, they have to be well treated. Of course, the standard is to eat well and drink well. But before, his braised beef noodles were a little unsatisfactory, so I thought, since Suk didn't eat well, then drink well!

After a while, Suk was very comfortable. His bad state of taking off power was relieved a lot. However, since he drank this wine, he really felt that his body was completely exhausted. [

of course, the result of feeling comfortable is that I was put down by alcohol again. After three small cups, I began to feel dizzy. I left the table in advance and sat on the sofa in embarrassment. Then I fell asleep!

I had a dream in my mind. Deng Xiaotian wanted to leave with him, but Zhang was very enthusiastic about staying. Then he went upstairs in a daze and changed to a more comfortable place to sleep.

Because I didn't really have a good rest last night, I had a thrilling time at Li Yuhua's home, and the gas station was full of ghosts. I had a little rest until 3 a.m. and I started to drive to Yanjing. It's against the law of nature to say that Suk is not sleepy, and now I drink wine again, and I sleep sweetly.

However, although he had a good sleep, it did not delay Suk's dream. The dream was very lively. From Ning Zhiyuan, one after another strange and familiar images emerged.

Ning Zhiyuan, the domineering third generation of the Red Army, Ning Guoqing, who roars like a lion, Deng Xiaotian, who is like a skeleton man, Nan Feng, a fierce girl who always draws a gun, black rain with a mask, Zhang Rui, a rugged woman, and Zhang Junde, who is dedicated to the country.

These people are not vivid and unforgettable. They are playing movies in their minds. Unconsciously, these pictures end up in darkness. Suk feels sweating all over, and then he slowly opens his eyes.

There was silence in the room, and there was a pungent smell of dust in the air. He pulled the curtain, but it was still bright. Suk sat up slowly, raised his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

Even though it's autumn, the weather is still very sultry sometimes, which is the case today. In addition, Suk is sweating after drinking.

The furnishings in the room were very simple, and there was nothing special about it. Suk was a little stunned for five or six minutes and began to recall all kinds of things that had happened before.

It seems that nothing is more impolite than the thought that I was drunk when I visited for the first time, or that I was a little too ignorant?

I'm afraid if I want to be Mr. Zhang, I may go through the previous decision directly. How dare I let myself give him a needle? The more I think about it, the more embarrassed I am. Fortunately, Suk is the only one in the room, otherwise he will find a way to get in.

But after sleeping, I was really refreshed. I took a look at the thin quilt that had just been opened. I didn't have to guess that it was a considerate act of a woman, which almost made me hot to death.

The closed space makes people feel more stuffy and hot. Suk opens the door to get some air, but when he goes out, there is no movement outside. It goes without saying that Deng Xiaotian and the scholars seem to have some impression of their departure, but why is the owner here gone?

Zhang Rui is gone, and Zhang Junde doesn't know where he's gone. He's a stranger standing on the second floor. He feels very uncomfortable.

Suk thought that he might as well say hello to them and then go back to the General Hospital of the military region. He wiped his sweat and looked around at the rooms.

The doors are all the same, but Suk has never been upstairs. He has no idea where Zhang's room is. He subconsciously takes a few steps forward, and then he sees a door lying open. It seems that there is the sound of books turning inside.

"Dong Dong!" Suk stood outside the door and tapped twice, but there was no response inside.

"Dong Dong!" Suk knocked twice again, but there was still no movement.

When Suk knocked on the door for the third time, he finally couldn't help but enter. When he thought that he had been standing at the door with Deng Xiaotian for 20 minutes before, he could imagine what might happen. I'm afraid that the two of them had entered a state of selfless work, and any sound would be ignored automatically. [

"I'm in!" Suk opened the door as he spoke to remind them. There was also a curtain inside. It seemed that their working habit was to avoid the strong sunlight, as if all the households were holding the curtain.Who ever thought that as soon as he entered the door, suchton was stunned and stopped his steps immediately, but his knocking and reminding just now had no effect, and the people inside still didn't respond.

Zhang Rui, a man with her back to her, sat at her desk, pondering. Her left hand flipped through the reference books, and her right hand scratched her messy hair from time to time. She sat on the stool with her right leg up, and under her feet stepped on two boxes of 4 papers stacked together.

This posture is extremely fierce, showing her manly manner incisively and vividly, but it's not the point. The point is that Zhang Rui's gray T-shirt and men's beach pants were all thrown aside and sat there, wearing only three-point underwear.

Her back is graceful, her shoulders are round, and her waist is slim. The black bra belt and her white skin are set off against each other, which is very eye-catching. The tight buttocks of her black underpants are particularly irritating because of her bold posture. Her two big white legs are dazzling.

Sexy and charming, Suk believes that any man will not be moved to see such a figure. Of course, this is the premise of ignoring his messy short hair.

Suk's heart beat wildly and uncontrollably. He was already sweating. Now he felt hot and dry. It seemed that the aftertaste of Maotai liquor was still in his belly, which burst into flames.

"No, I have to get out quickly!" Suk knew how untimely his present situation was. If it caused the sequelae, it would be hard to imagine the consequences. He tried his best to restrain the impulse in his heart, suddenly twisted his thigh and left.

When Suk was about to go out, he watched his movements freeze instantly, and the task prompt of the flower picking system sounded: "task: untie Zhang Rui's bra; reward: proficient in acupuncture and moxibustion (Advanced)"

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