The restaurant was decorated as a candlelight dinner, with small red candles burning around the dining table. At this time, they were jumping in the breeze, like a coquettish woman dancing barefoot, which quickly attracted Ding Changlin's attention and refreshed his view of Lu Tiemei.
Get to know each other again.
"Minister," Ding Changlin called out in surprise.
"Yes." Lu Tiemei responded softly, and turned off the lights in the living room. The world instantly turned into a sea of red candles, as if entering an ancient fantasy, so unreal.
It was the first time for Ding Changlin to experience such a romantic atmosphere in his life. He was stunned and asked in a trembling voice: "Am I not dreaming?"
"Fool, pinch yourself and see if it hurts?" Lu Tiemei's voice was also trembling. After all, this was her first time getting along with a man like this, and he was also a man several years younger than herself.
Ding Changlin really pinched his thigh, and the pain quickly spread all over his body. He laughed stupidly, and he somewhat understood why Lu Tiemei wanted him to come to the house. This was obviously not about work.
Ding Changlin did not expect Lu Tiemei to make this move, and was at a loss. He admired her more, just like he looked up to the throne and the palace, which was beyond his reach.
At this time, Lu Tiemei took off the smock that was covering her body for cooking, and wore a fitted lavender cheongsam, which highlighted the bumpy parts of Lu Tiemei's body. I don't know when she put on a pair of purple cheongsam matching the lilac cheongsam.
The high heels set off the whole person's curves all over the floor, especially the pair of exposed lavender arms with a skin color like snow. Lu Tiemei's steps swayed back and forth evenly in the flickering candlelight.
Paired with the extremely high slit skirt and the faintly visible slender snow-white thighs, the elegance of a female leader was engraved into Ding Changlin's restless mind.
As the plump two petals of a peach twisted into the most beautiful scenery in Lu Tiemei's steps, Ding Changlin's nosebleed almost came out. He didn't want to look at it, but his eyes always fell on the snow-white patch.
During the teasing, his breathing became heavier.
Lu Tiemei felt something strange about Ding Changlin, and turned around and smiled charmingly at him. Ding Changlin was so shocked that his whole body trembled. He subconsciously held the chair in the restaurant with his hands and said awkwardly: "Minister, in such a romantic atmosphere, I, I
This child from the countryside is clumsy, so don’t be surprised if he destroys it."
"Sit down, don't keep saying 'you' and 'your'. From now on, using 'you' will make me look like a seventy-year-old. I'm only a few years older than you." Lu Tiemei smiled and motioned for Ding Changlin to sit down nearby.
In order to hide his embarrassment, Ding Changlin quickly sat down nearby, but Lu Tiemei walked around the dining table and sat opposite him, picked up the red wine on the table and said, "Come on, this atmosphere is suitable for drinking something red."
Ding Changlin hurriedly said: "Minister, I'll come, I'll pour the wine." As he said that, he stretched out his hand towards the red wine bottle, but Lu Tiemei's hand did not let go. The two hands were pressed together, and a strong electric current suddenly hit him.
Ding Changlin felt as if countless ants were biting him all over his body. The feeling was too weird to describe in words. Nervousness, desire and restlessness were intertwined together. It was so complicated that Ding Changlin did not dare to look at the female leader again.
As if she were in the bedroom, Lu Tiemei gently pulled her hand out, smiled faintly, and motioned for Ding Changlin to pour the wine.
Ding Changlin woke up with a start and quickly poured a glass of wine for Lu Tiemei. At the same time, he also poured a glass of wine for himself. In order to hide himself, he raised his glass and said: "Minister, I borrowed flowers to offer to the Buddha. I'll pay you respect first. All my words of gratitude are in this wine.
You are like my reborn parents, and I will never forget this kindness until my death."
As soon as Ding Changlin finished speaking, Lu Tiemei laughed out loud, glared at him, and said coquettishly: "You, you, are you the one who talks like this? You are a reborn parent. Look, what you said makes me a
Like an old woman."
"No, no, you, you are really beautiful tonight, mature and elegant. You don't look like a female leader at all, but more like," Ding Changlin couldn't say any more. He couldn't find the words to describe it for a long time.
In fact, he wanted to say in his heart that Lu Tiemei looked like this, very much like his concubine during the Republic of China, but he did not dare to say it.
"Like a concubine, right?" Lu Tiemei took over Ding Changlin's words and added.
Ding Changlin blushed and did not dare to look at Lu Tiemei. Unexpectedly, Lu Tiemei said openly: "Chang Lin, don't be so restrained. Treat it like your own home. And I quite like to be like a concubine, so I'm alone at home."
When I was young, I liked to wear cheongsam and hang out in front of the big mirrors upstairs and downstairs, admiring myself. Only at this time did I feel that I was a woman, and only at this time could I be a woman."
For some reason, Ding Changlin felt sad when he heard what Lu Tiemei said. This woman was indeed too lonely living in such a big house.
Ding Changlin didn't think twice and blurted out Lu Tiemei's words: "You need a man."
Lu Tiemei probably didn't expect Ding Changlin to speak so directly. After being stunned for a moment, she asked him with a chuckle: "Do you think I can find a good man like this?"
"Minister, you are so good, and there are so many men chasing you, how can you not find a good man?" Ding Changlin said seriously, but his heart trembled. At Lu Tiemei's age, he wanted to live in Jing'an City.
It is too difficult to find a man who matches her in such a third- and fourth-tier city.
"Really?" Lu Tiemei responded lightly, picked up the wine glass and drank all the red wine in the glass.
Ding Changlin wanted to slow down, but Lu Tiemei had already drank all the wine in the glass. Before Ding Changlin could say anything, he grabbed the wine bottle and filled up another glass for himself.
Ding Changlin didn't know what to say. It was dangerous no matter how he took up the topic, so he raised his glass again, looked at Lu Tiemei and said: "Minister, I will rely on you to give me more guidance and support from now on. I will drink this wine, you can do as you like."
After saying that, Ding Changlin and Lu Tiemei clinked their glasses, raised their heads, and drank a glass of wine.
Lu Tiemei was not casual, it was rare for someone to drink with her. Besides, she arranged all this carefully, didn't she just want to drink indulgently?
Lu Tiemei raised her snow-white arm, raised her head and drank another glass. Ding Changlin was shocked and anxious, looking at her with concern and said: "Eat some food quickly, drink like this, you will get drunk."
After drinking two glasses of wine, although it was said to be a red bottle, the imported wine was still very strong. Lu Tiemei's face suddenly became hot, as red as a ripe Fuji apple, and her eyes became blurred.
, she looked directly at Ding Changlin and said: "It's good to be drunk, drunk to be happy, drunk to be happy, come on, drink again, drink again, to celebrate your regaining freedom."
While talking, Lu Tiemei stood up and staggered towards Ding Changlin.
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