"Hello, Secretary Chu!"

"...Well, Zhang Ziwen, what's going on?" After Zhang Ziwen entered the house, he greeted him respectfully as if he had often seen his boss. But unexpectedly, Chu Rourou was stunned and frowned when he looked at him. When Chu Rourou looked at him like this, Zhang Ziwen also felt something was wrong with him.

However, after looking down at himself, Zhang Ziwen didn't notice anything wrong, and couldn't help but raise his face hesitantly and said, "Secretary Chu, is there anything wrong with me?"

"Don't you...wait, let's go to the Secret Service Department first!"

Halfway through, Chu Rourou stood up from the chair, turned around and picked up his bag, and then brought some things from the cabinet beside him, then signaled to Zhang Ziwen to walk out.

Now it is November, and the weather is getting colder. Chu Rourou is also wearing a long black coat, but the light black exposed on her calves shows that she is not particularly afraid of the cold, but is wearing this for a purely decorative effect. For example, a long silk bow tie slanted on her chest directly attracts people's attention to her chest.

Following Chu Rourou, Zhang Ziwen was still muttering in his heart. Even when he entered the elevator, he used the reflection of the elevator wall to carefully check what was wrong with him.

But even so, he still didn't find anything new, but Chu Rourou looked at it and smiled and said, "What, Zhang Ziwen, haven't noticed that there is anything wrong with you?"

"This! Secretary Chu, can you tell me directly?"

"Forget it. Since you can't see it now, it's useless to tell it to you. Let's go to the Secret Service Department first, and I'll teach you some common sense that you must pay attention to!"

Common sense? Although I don’t know what Chu Rou is competing with me, Zhang Ziwen did not forget why he ran back from Changku Chemical Factory. He thought about it and said, “Secretary Chu, we can talk about what common sense I lack later. But you said what Ms. Li Jiaorou asked you to tell me.”

"Ah, you said that! Although time is indeed a bit rushed, I am not in a hurry now."

"Uh!" Unexpectedly, Chu Rourou was still interested in striking puzzles with her. Seeing a quiet smile on her face, Zhang Ziwen decided not to ask more questions.

The two of them came to the Secret Service Department, and the room was naturally empty. While Zhang Ziwen closed the door, Chu Rourou walked to the fabric sofa over there and sat down.

Unable to see that Chu Rourou was looking at anything that he wanted to talk about serious matters, Zhang Ziwen had to go over and pour a glass of water for Chu Rourou before walking to the sofa and said, "Secretary Chu, do you want to drink water?"

"Well, Zhang Ziwen, please sit down and look in the mirror first and see what is missing on your face?"

On her face? When Chu Rourou patted the sofa beside her, Zhang Ziwen also took a small makeup box handed over from her hand. When she opened the lid, it was originally just a foundation box, but there was a big mirror in the box. Unexpectedly, the problem lies in her face. Zhang Ziwen didn't pay attention to this just now.

Using the mirror on the foundation box, Zhang Ziwen looked at his face and did not realize anything was wrong. Except for the dry and cold weather and the skin was a little dry, the only thing that was a bit dazzling was his slightly cracked lips. Although there was no broken skin, there were still some dry and cracked marks.

Seeing that his lips were ugly, Zhang Ziwen immediately stuck out his tongue and prepared to use his tongue to make his lips sweet and wet.

However, before his tongue was stretched out, a small hand reached out, and the index finger on his little hand gently pressed Zhang Ziwen's tongue into his mouth.

"What? Zhang Ziwen, are you going to use your tongue to solve the problem? Not to mention how ugly it is. How long can you solve it? Or are you going to lick it with your tongue after a while?"

Listening to Chu Rourou's slightly joking words, Zhang Ziwen's expression was suffocating. Although Chu Rourou's fingers were still blocking her mouth, Zhang Ziwen still said hesitantly: "This, Secretary Chu, you won't call me to the Secret Service Department because of my lips problem!"

The fingertips continued to smear on Zhang Ziwen's mouth, and Chu Rourou smiled and said, "Zhang Ziwen, do you really don't understand or do you don't understand it! Or do you really don't treat this as a problem? You should know that you are no longer an ordinary white-collar worker, so how could you not pay attention to your appearance! Maybe your clothes are well worn now, but your face is a little too clean. Or are you planning to meet Ms. Li Jiaorou with cracked lips and meet other employees like this? This is a bit ugly, but it is also quite rude. Moreover, your skin is also, with no luster or humidity, and it looks too pale."

"This, this, this, this, this is autumn and winter! It's inevitable."

Although he didn't know whether he should be humble in front of Chu Rourou, when Chu Rourou blamed him with confidence, Zhang Ziwen's tone quickly lowered.

No one has ever told Zhang Ziwen about similar problems, as if he had entered the hibernation period early. Because the weather was cold, Yue Xian's waist didn't go to bed with him, let alone other women.

However, Zhang Ziwen's defense immediately attracted Chu Rourou to laugh, and his fingers even twisted his lips.

"What you said nonsense can't be avoided! Don't you know that there are men's cosmetics? Since you know how to spray perfume on your body, why didn't you expect that there are men's face creams and lip balms? Or do you think that those 70- or 80-year-old men can look like middle-aged people in their thirties or forties, and their hair is still shiny? That's not the effect of beauty."

While talking in his mouth, Chu Rourou took out a tube of lipstick from his waist bag, reached out to pinch Zhang Ziwen's chin and said, "Don't move, I'll help you with some lipstick first, and then teach you how to apply it yourself."

I won’t say whether I teach or not. When I saw Chu Rourou’s colorless lipstick was just colorless lipstick, Zhang Ziwen decided not to struggle anymore.

Although it is indeed a bit embarrassing for men to apply lipstick, and Zhang Ziwen has never bought these things, he also knows that men’s cosmetics are no longer rare. Even some men of all ages often go to beauty salons to take care of their skin, which is like massage, and washing feet is the same.

When Chu Rourou put the lipstick close to Zhang Ziwen's lips, he hesitated for a moment. However, he pulled the lipstick back and directly brought his face over.

Seeing Chu Rourou approaching his pretty face, Zhang Ziwen was stunned. It was not until Chu Rourou stuck out his tongue and licked his lips that Zhang Ziwen realized that Chu Rourou actually used this method to moisten his lips so that he could apply lipstick to himself next.

Before thinking about why Chu Rourou did this, Zhang Ziwen's tongue, which had not yet been completely withdrawn, pushed forward. He stretched out his slightly opened lips and licked Chu Rourou's tongue lightly.

"Hmph!" He snorted with shame in his nose, and Chu Rourou did not refuse Zhang Ziwen's entanglement.

He wrapped his tongue around him for a while. Chu Rourou then spat and said in shame: "Okay, Zhang Ziwen, stop making trouble. You really want to wait for me to finish your face. You really can't do this."

Unexpectedly, Chu Rourou said the words naked. Zhang Ziwen knew that he had not made a wrong judgment. He didn't believe that if a woman had no such thoughts, she would easily use her tongue to lick her lips. Moreover, he had long been familiar with the life of aristocratic white-collar workers, so naturally he hugged Chu Rourou naturally.

When he reached out to hug Chu Rouru, Zhang Ziwen pinched her breasts and said, "Chu Rouru, how could you fall in love with me!"

"What's so strange about this? Not to mention that you are very likable, with your current status and ability, I won't be a loss if I give it to you. But if you get along with me, you can't treat me badly."

After Chu Rourou said this, Zhang Ziwen couldn't help but laugh and said, "It's true! With Chu Rourou's status, it's necessary to say that I would not treat you badly? You are the first woman to say this to me!"

While applying lipstick to Zhang Ziwen, Chu Rourou's face showed a helpless look on his face and said lonely: "What, don't you believe it? How capable do you think a secretary like me can be? It's just a sound tube. If you have the opportunity to do practical work, it's okay to take on the main responsibilities alone. Otherwise, it's just a vase, and of course you have to take care of it."

Taking the lead alone? Zhang Ziwen does not doubt whether Chu Rourou has this ability. After all, the secretary mainly follows the leader, and while assisting the leader, he also learns various leadership arts with illumination.

Although he didn't know how he could not treat her badly, Zhang Ziwen also nodded and said in surprise: "What, do you want to take the lead now?"

"Of course not now. I won't be in a hurry either. It's just that you don't forget today and think of me when there is something."

After saying this, Chu Rourou had already applied lipstick for Zhang Ziwen. He directly sealed Zhang Ziwen's lips with his mouth, pressed his body down, and then threw himself on the sofa, and also on Zhang Ziwen. Zhang Ziwen and Chu Rourou did not tangle on the sofa for long, of course, this is not about time, but the number of times.

She did not count the number of times Chu Rourou reached happiness until it completely erupted in Chu Rourou's body that Zhang Ziwen hugged her tightly and lay down on the sofa. She continued to caress Chu Rourou's soft body in her arms, gently kissed and licked the countless traces left by herself on her body, expressing her tender tenderness in her heart.

After soothing his almost soft body, Chu Rourou's legs continued to tightly tangle with Zhang Ziwen's body. The entanglement whistled in Zhang Ziwen's arms: "Zhang Ziwen, are you satisfied?"

"Yeah!" Nodded, Zhang Ziwen gently kissed Chu Rou's cherry with a plump cherry.

After the passion, although Chu Rourou's cherries are no longer so hard, they have a more moist feeling. They are soft and delicate in their mouths, as if they are proving that women are made of water.

Every man feels satisfied after releasing his passion, and Zhang Ziwen's answer is no exception.

What's more, what can really satisfy men is not the release of their passion, but the release of their passion together. Zhang Ziwen has confidence in his ability in this regard, and Chu Rouruo's current pink sweating profusely also proves this very well.

However, Zhang Ziwen's smile seemed to not make Chu Rourou feel at ease, and he still said, "Really? If you are not enough, you can say it! No matter what your request is, I will satisfy you."

When Zhang Ziwen heard Chu Rourou's question as if he was lacking in confidence, he couldn't help but hesitate for a moment.

He suddenly felt that he had made the fun with Chu Rouru look too relaxed. It seemed that when he got Chu Rouru, Zhang Ziwen felt a little too natural. Perhaps this kind of thinking was normal for those real white-collar workers and gold-collar workers, but for a new employee who had just entered the white-collar workers' class, was he a little too arrogant?

Not only in terms of relationships between men and women, but also in work, I also seem to be a little arrogant.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ziwen knew that he should be alert. He hugged Chu Rourou tightly, rubbed her fleshy buttocks, and rotated his fingers on it and said happily: "Of course, you don't have to doubt this. I also want to thank you for letting me understand myself! By the way, can we find time to spend the night together? Otherwise, how about it tonight? I want to ask you well in bed."

"Hate. Look at what you said, you've held me and loved me! But it won't work tonight. You're going to Ms. Li Jiaorou's date tonight. And she said. You can consider whether to go by yourself."

Although he complained, when Zhang Ziwen held her and wanted to spend the night with him, Chu Rourou felt relieved. He was also happy.

Although she is indeed the executive secretary of Li Jiaorou in Fengqi Trade, her actual position is very embarrassing and she always feels like she is not up or down. But if she can be recognized by Zhang Ziwen, the rising star of the Li family, Chu Rou knows that she will definitely have the opportunity to go to the next level.

However, when Zhang Ziwen heard Chu Rourou reminding him, he was surprised and said, "Chu Rourou, what did you say? Li Jiaorou wants to date me? But why didn't I say it myself when she dated? Why did you still want to tell me, and even let me consider whether to go or not."

"Because this is not a night date, but a journey date. At 10 o'clock tonight, the Margaret cruise ship from the Great River will make a short stop at the port and then head to France. The total flight is about a month, and it is also the vacation trip set by Ms. Li Jiaorou every year. She only asks if you would like to accompany her."

"Why should I ask me this? Although a month has been a little longer, since this is Li Jiaorou's regular leave. She doesn't need to ask for my opinion! She can even give me a leave directly."

While raising questions in his heart, Zhang Ziwen felt a little confused. With his relationship with Li Jiaorou, there seemed to be no need to beat around the bush.

A chuckled on his face, Chu Rourou said, "What, do you really don't understand? Not only does Ms. Li Jiaorou test your feelings for her, but also considering your work at Changku Chemical Factory and the fact that the Li family is coming to grab people, she wants to see what you will choose."

"This, I understand, when is the time? I think I should really think about it."

What made Zhang Ziwen hesitate was not his relationship with Li Jiaorou, nor was his work at Changku Chemical Factory. After all, he was considerate and even satisfied with Li Jiaorou. And when it comes to Changku Chemical Factory, he also felt that he was of little use. But he had to seriously consider how to face the Li family's snatching people.

Although it doesn't matter if you say verbally, if Zhang Ziwen really openly rejects the training courses of the Li family, or refuses the Li family to absorb it on behalf of the Secret Service Department, it means that he has completely stood on the opposition to the top leaders of the Li family. Regarding this, he has to be careful.

"You mean you have to meet the appointment!" He worked for Li Jiaorou for a long time. Although Zhang Ziwen said it was very subtle, since he asked about the departure time of the cruise ship, Chu Rourou also knew Zhang Ziwen's thoughts.

Nodding, Zhang Ziwen said: "I don't want to be ripped off with the senior executives of the Li family now. It's okay to have a conflict between time and time. If I appear in front of the Li family too often, it won't be beneficial."

"Okay! There is still time left now. I will teach you how to apply lipstick and how to take care of your skin on your face!"

While saying that, Chu Rourou raised her from Zhang Ziwen's thigh and tried to get the two out of contact. But Zhang Ziwen hugged her butt and pulled her body and said, "No, if it's just these things, you don't have to get up from me! I want to continue staying in your body."

"Hate, you're too lustful!" Although he was embarrassed and embarrassed by Zhang Ziwen's request, Chu Rourou felt as if a flower was blooming in his heart.

A woman's body is like a lover. There is no woman who hopes that she is just a tool for men to vent. Even if the length of time varies, they hope to get a nostalgic response.

While accepting Chu Rourou's proper teachings, Zhang Ziwen was still having sex with her gently. No one could tell which thing is more important, and no one was willing to make a clear statement.

It was not until Zhang Ziwen vented his anger in Chu Rourou's body again that the two of them officially ended. Although they didn't know whether they should be embarrassed or not, Zhang Ziwen also accepted Chu Rourou's gift without hesitation.

He just didn't understand why Chu Rourou was wearing a full set of men's cosmetics, and he didn't want to figure it out. At 10 o'clock in the evening, Zhang Ziwen successfully arrived at the coast pier.

He only told Yue Xianyao about his travel, but did not say that he was accompanying Li Jiaorou on a trip. Instead, he said that he was going abroad for a business trip. Unexpectedly, Yue Xianyao did not ask any more questions, and still helped him pack his clothes with great enthusiasm. Zhang Ziwen didn't dare to say too much.

There were no people on the pier, but the cruise ships on the shore were brightly lit, and it was obviously preparing for the final trip. Seeing Zhang Ziwen get off the taxi, Li Jiaorou happily greeted him and said, "Zhang Ziwen, you are really here."

"How could I not come? This is a good opportunity to have a month with you every night!" Although Zhang Ziwen just hugged Li Jiaorou gently and kissed her on the face, his subordinates squeezed her thick buttocks full of fat. The tone was also full of greasiness.

"Hate, you really dare to say that who is your big fire stick dares to follow you every night. You don't want to live. I'm still dead!"

While talking, listening to Zhang Ziwen's love words, Li Jiaorou felt a sense of happiness in her chest.

Perhaps this kind of words are a bit too much for ordinary men and women, but it is just right for her and Zhang Ziwen's relationship. Because Li Jiaorou is very eager to get Zhang Ziwen's attachment, especially her nostalgia. She doesn't even know how long this joy can last for her, but she just hopes that the longer the better.

However, when Zhang Ziwen heard Li Jiaorou's plays, he smiled awkwardly and said, "What! Li Jiaorou, why are you talking nonsense like Minister Zhang? What a big fire stick, am I that ugly?"

"Why? Did she say your things like that too? But this is that Zhu Yazhen is not good. Why does she train your things so scary! Have you ever told Zhang Li about what happened today?"

"I haven't told her yet, waiting for you to explain it to me! Just say I'll accompany you on a business trip and avoid those from the Li family. You also know that I'm really not suitable to conflict with them now. At least I'll talk about it later."

"Why, you know you're scared too! Leave this to me."

Nodded. If Zhang Ziwen really acted like he was not afraid of heaven or earth, Li Jiaorou would have really worried about him. But since he knew when to retreat, this made Li Jiaorou feel a little relieved.

The two of them boarded the cruise together, and Li Jiaorou did not rush to take him around. Instead, she led Zhang Ziwen into the room directly.
To be continued...