C17

During this period, beautiful women like Shen Lan often became the target for men to get drunk on. This was probably an innate instinct of a man, always wanting to conquer beautiful women on one side. This included Tian Ming. He also missed the owner's woman, but he could only rely on drinking to satisfy his fantasies.

Zhang Jinming noticed that Shen Lan's gaze was directed at him several times, and that was clearly his pleading look. In this gaze, there were some contradictions. Perhaps, she was worried that he would repeat the same mistake as last time.

In the end, Zhang Jinming had still gone over. Damn it, if Shen Lan was drunk today, then this debt would definitely fall on's shoulders tomorrow.

"Tin Tau, let me drink this cup of wine for our manager." Zhang Jinming took a big cup of white spirit wine from Tian Liang's hand.

As if being granted amnesty, Shen Lan took the opportunity to stand up and say, "Let Little Zhang drink for me. I need to go to the washroom." As he spoke, he took the opportunity to slip away.

Tian Liang looked at Shen Lan's back, and was a little disappointed. He then laughed at Zhang Jinming, "Since you couldn't tell that Secretary Zhang had the chivalrous heart to be a hero and save the beauty, then I will toast you."

This fellow had actually filled up that large wine cup in one go.

F * ck you, you sure are ruthless. You want to beat your father to death. Zhang Jinming cursed in his heart, but he still forced himself to drink the wine.

As the cup of wine entered his stomach, Zhang Jinming immediately felt his stomach turning over and over, while at the same time, his throat felt even hotter.

He didn't sit for more than a few seconds before he got up and ran to the bathroom.

After exiting the washroom, Zhang Jinming did not return to the private box. Tian Liang was probably waiting for him, if he continued drinking, he would puke out all his internal organs.

He thought for a moment before heading to the hotel lobby.

Arriving at the hotel's lobby, Zhang Jinming's eyes lit up, only to see that Shen Lan was also there.

She was half lying on the sofa in the hall, one arm propped up against her head and her eyes closed as if she were resting.

"Manager, are you tired? Why don't I help you go back and rest?" Zhang Jinming ran over happily and asked.

Shen Lan slowly opened her eyes and swept a glance at him before silently saying, "Scram away from where you came from. Do you think I would fall for your trick? "

"Look at what you're saying, Manager. My concern for you is genuine and sincere." Zhang Jinming sat down on the side with a giggle, then started to massage on her legs.

Shen Lan originally wanted to refuse, but Zhang Jinming's massage was too good, she was not willing to give up the comfortable feeling that came from her legs. To be honest, her legs were aching from running around for so many days, so she really should enjoy a massage.

"Massage is massage, why are you blabbering so much?" Shen Lan wished she could find a seal to smear this fellow's mouth.

Zhang Jinming replied as his gaze swept across Shen Lan's body without restraint. At this moment, Shen Lan's elegant posture was like that of a sleeping beauty. Her figure was graceful, and her posture was curvy and charming. Zhang Jinming's hands could not help but press onto her well-developed buttocks, and that soft mass of flesh couldn't help but make his heart tremble.

Thinking about that night's romance, Zhang Jinming couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Zhang Jinming, you scolded the one next door, what do you want to do? Move your stinky hands away." Shen Lan suddenly rebuked.

Zhang Jinming woke up from his stupor and cursed in his heart. It turned out that his hand had somehow drilled into the space between Shen Lan's legs. No wonder he felt warm earlier.

Zhang Jinming quickly pulled out his hands and stood up.

"You scoundrel, I say you wouldn't be so kind as to give me a massage. "So that's what you're planning." Shen Lan stood up angrily. Although she was not as tall as Zhang Jinming, she still suppressed him with her aura.

Just as Zhang Jinming wanted to refute his words, he suddenly heard someone shouting in the hall. "Men, quickly save my mother!"

Turning around, he saw a woman sitting in the hall. She was holding onto her waist as she moaned in pain. Beside her was a young lady. She looked flustered and at a loss as to what to do.

There were many people in the street. Other than those who stopped to watch, no one dared to step forward. In this society, the morals of the people had fallen. In the past, learning from Lei Feng to do good deeds was to promote good traditions. Now, learning from Lei Feng to do good deeds was to ignite the flames of anger. No one dared to step forward and do such a thing.

Zhang Jinming was initially hesitant, but when he saw the helplessness in the girl's eyes, his heart softened and he prepared to run away immediately.