"Hehe."

Wang Dahai licked his lips contentedly: "Sister Han, you sure have a sweet mouth."

Han Lan glared with her almond-shaped eyes, filled with allure.

She was already mature, with a well-maintained figure, and had a peace-bringing, pleasant face; the kind that appeared very dignified at first glance.

But at this moment, her gaze was oozing with traces of desire, adding an inappropriate touch of lust to her gracefulness.

The contradictory mix almost drove Dahai to impulsively embrace her.

Sensing the fleeting impulse in Dahai's eyes, Han Lan got startled and hurriedly said: "Go on, tell me."

"Ahem."

Without any more hiding, Dahai detailed the specific events to her.

Learning that he had actually hooked up with the vice director of the public security bureau and Secretary Chen, Han Lan was astonished.

"You... How did you get to know them?" Han Lan felt perplexed.

Dahai then shared the incident of offending Qin Xiaotian with her.

It was through the policewoman Qin Rong that he first got in touch with the vice director of the public security bureau.

And through the vice director, he met Secretary Chen.

Han Lan grew even more puzzled: "How did you think to make contact with Secretary Chen?"

Wang Dahai said: "It's simple, an enemy of my enemy is my friend."

"To take down Qin Fuhai, you need to see who benefits the most from Qin Fuhai's downfall after Rome."

"In the bureaucratic field, no one is without adversaries."

Han Lan had an epiphany and understood his intentions.

She gave him a somewhat peculiar look.

This little rascal has such a quick-witted mind.

To think that he could come up with such an indirect method to save the situation.

Her slightly surprised and approving gaze made Dahai feel irresistibly proud within.

Here he was, a mere common man who had recently graduated, yet he had single-handedly taken down a vice-mayor.

If not for the fact that it wasn't exactly honorable, others would marvel and give him a thumbs-up if they knew.

"Sister Han, am I impressive?"

"Impressive," Han Lan genuinely praised.

Dahai grew bolder: "In that case, does Sister Han have a reward for me?"

A reward?

Han Lan was taken aback for a moment, and with the images of what just happened flashing before her, her cheeks reddened again as she glared at him irritably: "Isn't treating you to a meal enough?"

"Not enough."

"Hmph, then what do you want?"

"I..." Dahai said nothing, but his gaze swept across her full chest.

That look annoyed Han Lan, and she slapped him on the shoulder.

Dahai caught her small hand: "Sister Han, I helped you resolve such a big problem, and yet you hit me."

"Hmph, serves you right for your wandering eyes, you little rascal."

"I wasn't being dishonest, though."

Dahai spoke insincerely, continuing to look as he suddenly said: "Sister Han, has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?"

Han Lan's heart fluttered shyly; this little rascal was getting more and more presumptuous.

He actually began to flirt with her.

She felt a little shy, yet somewhat amused, and at the same time, a peculiar sensation as well.

Of course, she had been complimented before.

But they were all by older men.

There weren't many young people who dared to speak to her like this.

Dahai was so young.

Praise from a young man felt entirely different.

Moreover, this young man had also shown interest in her.

Though somewhat bashful, she also felt a bit flattered.

This indicated that she wasn't old yet, still had charm.

"Hehe, just kidding, Sister Han, don't take it to heart."

"Just kidding?" Han Lan snorted: "What do you mean? Am I not pretty?"

"No, no, no, Sister Han, you are very pretty."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true."

Dahai said, "It's just that her temper is a bit too straightforward. If she were gentler, it would be even better."

"My temper is very bad?"

"It's not bad, but at work, this kind of temper can easily offend people."

Han Lan suddenly fell silent.

Dahai was right, her temper was indeed not good.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have been ostracized all the time.

If Dahai hadn't taken down Qin Fuhai this time, it wouldn't have been long before she, the director, would be transferred out.

Come to think of it, she really owed Dahai a big favor.

A meal wasn't enough to repay it.

She wiped her mouth, stood up, and said, "Let's go."

"Oh, okay."

When the two reached the door, Han Lan suddenly stopped and turned to look at Dahai.

Dahai felt somewhat uncomfortable under her gaze.

"Sister Han..."

Before he could finish speaking, Han Lan suddenly tiptoed and kissed him on the mouth.

Dahai's pupils dilated instantly.

He reacted very quickly, embracing Han Lan and probing with his tongue into her mouth.

This move caught Han Lan off guard.

She just wanted to reward Dahai.

She saw that Dahai seemed to really have that kind of intention toward her.

And she, perhaps because of the situation or the atmosphere.

In any case, she took the initiative, wanting to thank Dahai in this manner.

But she hadn't expected Dahai to take control all of a sudden.

She couldn't free herself from his grasp.

Her mouth, invaded by Dahai, his tongue stirring within.

His hands were utterly unreserved.

One hand slipped into her pants and grasped her plump buttocks.

The other hand climbed up under her shirt, with a skilled move unclipping her bra, grabbing those breasts that hadn't been touched in many years.

One above and one below, grabbing and kneading at the same time, while her mouth was blocked.

In just a second or two, she felt her body go limp.

Waves of long-lost electricity surged through her body.

Dahai didn't know why she had kissed him, but since the woman took the initiative, he naturally couldn't just do nothing.

He took a few steps forward, pressing Han Lan against the door, his strong masculine scent almost suffocating her.

His hands measuring her body, he was utterly amazed.

Han Lan's figure was top-notch!

Her breasts were perky and soft, too much for one hand to hold.

Her buttocks were firm and tender.

In his mouth, a faint fragrance enchanted him.

Suddenly, Dahai ripped off her pants and looked down to see sexy black panties wedged between her voluptuous thighs.

He slipped his hand into the panties, and in just a few moves found the tender area, which reacted vehemently.

Encountering little resistance, he easily broke through.

"Ah!"

At the moment of defenselessness, Han Lan let out an enticing moan.

Her body trembled.

Just as Dahai was about to go further, Han Lan suddenly pushed him away.

She was panting heavily, her knees bending, thighs pressed tightly together, and her calves slightly apart.

This posture was incredibly seductive.

She glared at Dahai in anger: "You little bastard!"

Then, catching a glimpse of the bulge under Dahai, her eyes added a hint of bashfulness.

"Sister Han, you were the one who took the initiative first," Dahai said, looking innocent.

"..." Han Lan was at a loss for words.

She pulled up her panties that had been yanked down, quickly put on her pants, huffed, and turned to leave the private room.

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