Chapter 209: Typhoon

Through the clean glass floor-to-ceiling windows, Liu Lan saw a couple walking their dogs in addition to the quiet streets and occasional passing cars under the lights.

The woman looked slender, young and beautiful, and the man was wearing a pair of jeans and a white sweatshirt, with a bald head, and he was an elderly foreigner.

The foreigner hugged the woman's tight buttocks tightly with his big furry hands, sucking it like a magnet in that attractive place.

And the woman was holding a delicate butterfly dog by the hand, and her expression was very leisurely.

With the owner leading the shopping, the puppy looked very excited, tirelessly shuttling around them, looking very cute.

Liu Lan was attracted by the puppy at first, but after a closer look, the whole person was stunned, wasn't the bald foreigner Jordan, his department director?

Oh my God!

In the office, he has always been a gentleman, and every time they meet, he will take the initiative to shout Hello to himself, but he didn't expect his private life to be so erosive.

When he came back to his senses, Liu Lan immediately turned his head.

He was so worried that Jordan would suddenly find out.

How embarrassing it would be if that bald foreigner found out!

Liu Lan pretended to stare at the waitress with her eyes, seeing her squirming with a professional smile on her face, shuttling between different wine tables.

His focused gaze quickly attracted the attention of a waitress, who twisted his slender waist and walked over lightly, looking at the crab remains on the table: "Sir, do you want to order?"

"No! No!" Liu Lan shook his head.

"Do you need red wine?" the waiter continued.

"Thanks! I don't need service!" Liu Lan smiled awkwardly.

As soon as the waiter heard that he didn't want to serve, he immediately turned around and gave him a butt.

That's a round ass.

The ass was really indecent, and when he writhed, he kept swinging to both sides, and Liu Lan turned his head around, and it was already calm outside the window, and the bald foreigner had already left his sight.

Without Jordan's field of vision, it was quiet and beautiful, Liu Lan let out a long breath, and finally liberated!

He shrugged his shoulders and came alive again.

"Liu Gong, have you seen your boss, are you afraid?" He Xueyi laughed deliciously.

In fact, when he turned his head, she wanted to laugh, and it was funny when a big man was scared.

"I'm not afraid of him, but this kind of scene is too private, it can be said to be thrilling! If it weren't for your reminder, I might have been discovered by him, and I would have to wear small shoes at work tomorrow. Liu Lan said with palpitations.

"Foreigners are not as narrow-minded as you think, they are generally more open-minded, and you don't have to be so nervous. He Xueyi said in a low voice.

"I really didn't expect that the boss I always respected would cheat abroad, you know? Last month, he happily posted family photos to our colleagues in the computer, showing his wife and son in California. Liu Lan shook his head as he spoke.

"Don't laugh at him, huh! He Xueyi glanced at Liu Lan.

"Hey, He Xueyi, you speak well, don't wronged a good person!" Liu Lan protested in a low voice.

The weather in this place of Shenzhen is a bit special, accidentally, the typhoon wrapped in heavy rain, landed from the ground of Daya Bay, rolled over Wutong Mountain violently, and ran towards the downtown area of Shenzhen.

That night, just as the two of them were eating seafood, it suddenly rained heavily, and the black cloth in the sky was torn apart from time to time by those naughty lightning.

After a while, through the glass window, you can see a high splash of water as the car passes by the road, like a yacht passing on the water.

"A typhoon is coming!" He Xueyi was a little panicked.

"Didn't you say that the typhoon made landfall in Shanwei and moved northeast? Why did it come to Shenzhen?" Liu Lan was holding a crayfish in his hand, a little puzzled.

"Hahaha, Typhoon is like a naughty child, often out of the box. "He Xueyi has been in Shenzhen for several years, so she still knows a lot about the temper of typhoons.

"It's not like a child, but like the bosses in the company who sit on the executive desk, the face changes, but this time it really changed the landing point, it landed in Daya Bay, but the direction has not changed, it still moves to the northeast, we are just within the influence of the typhoon, and the typhoon will soon leave." Liu Lan said seriously.

"Really?" He Xueyi asked.

"Hehehe, my classmate Hu Yishou just watched the TV news and sent me a short message as soon as possible. Liu Lan said as he handed the short message on his mobile phone to He Xueyi.

"I didn't think you still had an underground traffic officer to deliver information. He Xueyi took the phone and looked at it and said.

Sure enough, the torrential rain stopped after more than an hour.

What is even more shocking than the typhoon is the expenses, when checking out, Liu Lan was dumbfounded, a total of 680 yuan, a month's salary of ordinary workers, the two of them spent it in one meal.

However, the surprised expression quickly turned into a smile, and he took the consumption slip and flashed in front of He Xueyi's eyes, very proud.

Whether a man loves you or not depends on whether he is willing to spend money for you.

Spending money for the woman they love, men are usually lavish and have no upper limit.

More than two years ago, when Wang Shiyi spent all his savings to buy her French perfume, they fell out and broke up.

Today, when she saw the bill in Liu Lan's hand, her eyes just widened: "It's so expensive?"

A woman, no matter how much she loves someone, is inseparable from the material foundation, Wang Shiyi was in the unemployment stage at that time, and Liu Lan in front of him, his career is on the rise, and the future is bright.

When they came out of the seafood shop, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening.

Because of the heavy rain, the taxi driver's business was very good, Liu Lan stopped several cars in succession, all of which failed, and the bus to the direction of the company had already closed at 9 o'clock in the evening.

"There's no car to go back!" Liu Lan said as he looked at the back of a taxi in the distance.

"Let's walk back!" He Xueyi said.

"You're crazy, it's at least eight kilometers from the company, and when we walk back, the door to the company's dormitory is closed. Liu Lan said dejectedly.

"Then let's sleep on the street tonight!" He Xueyi said jokingly.

"He Xueyi, it's wet on the street, don't be kidding, we have to go to work tomorrow, let's find a place to rest early. Liu Lan proposed.

That night, they opened a room in the Express Hotel, and strangely, there was only one single room left in that hotel that night.

"Change to a hotel!" He Xueyi said.

"It's raining outside again, and I don't know where there is a hotel in this unfamiliar place?"

Liu Lan saw that He Xueyi did not protest strongly, and paid for the accommodation.