Chapter 133: The Car Is Vibrating

The two tongues were lingering, and Zhang Jun fell into the tenderness and couldn't extricate himself. His hand involuntarily reached into Shen Rong's collar, untied ### quickly, and then retracted his arms to rub her breasts vigorously.

Shen Rong trembled violently, her breathing became short of breath, and she kissed Zhang Jun desperately. Then, she presses a button to make the seat flat, and the car becomes a moving bed.

This kind of semi-private and semi-exposed space environment in the car is the easiest way for men and women to spark a sexual fire. At this moment Zhang Jun is a clear proof, all he thinks about now is how to possess the woman in front of him, and he doesn't think about it.

Shen Rong's situation seems to be worse than that of Zhang Jun. If Zhang Jun is dry wood, then she is the fire that ignited the reaction. While kissing, she untied Zhang Jun's belt, and her small hands directly penetrated into his underwear, holding the hot and hard Second Leader.

"Oh!" Zhang Jun gasped, and with a flick of his fingertips, he cut open a hole in her black stockings, exposing the little pink panties inside. Then with a slight flick of his fingers, he peeled away the strips guarding the forbidden area.

The hand was wet and greasy, this direct touch made Shen Rong snort, her body was limp like mud, with tears in her eyes, she murmured: "Love me."

As a man, what else can Zhang Jun say at this time? He gently turned the woman over, propped his body on his elbows, pressed her down, and gave another long wet kiss.

That little hand kept moving gently, very gently, which made Zhang Jun's breathing more and more heavy. A few minutes later, he couldn't bear it anymore, and entered Shen Rong's body deeply.

At this moment, Zhang Jun let out a low growl, and his body launched a violent impact. After the initial pain, Shen Rong felt as if her soul was flying, and she hugged Zhang Jun's waist tightly, making the talented man's body close to each other, cooperating clumsily.

Under the shadow of the trees under the dim light, the car vibrated rhythmically, and the amplitude was getting bigger and bigger.

Half an hour later, the car quieted down. At this moment, Shen Rong was lying in Zhang Jun's arms like a bird, with the afterglow of spring on her face, her eyes were closed, and there was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

After Zhang Jun had a good time, his face was frowning. He realized that something big happened to him. If Shen Wanshan knew that his daughter was raped by him, he would probably kill her directly, right?

Shen Rong didn't have Zhang Jun's sorrow at all, she said softly: "Zhang Jun, you were so brave just now, I think I am the happiest woman in the world."

Zhang Jun stretched out his hand to play with her plump and delicate pepper milk, and answered absently.

At this time, Shen Rong put her arms around his neck and said in a low voice: "You don't have to worry about being responsible, and you don't have to worry about me pestering you. What happened today is the best memory of my life, and I won't regret it."

"Is it worth it?" Zhang Jun looked at her with tenderness in his eyes. Men in the world like this type of women the most. They won't make you bear anything, let alone interfere with your life.

"It's worth it." Shen Rong said seriously, "No matter how long a love is, there will be an end, right? I feel pretty good now. I will remember you in my heart for the rest of my life, so you will never forget me, right?"

Zhang Jun didn't say anything else, he just hugged the woman deeply in his arms and kissed her sweet lips.

When the two arrived at Shen's house, the food was already cold, but fortunately Shen Wansong and his wife didn't mind. Zhang Jun had met Shen Wansong before, and even though he only glanced at it from a distance, he was deeply impressed.

Shen Wansong is a slightly fat middle-aged man in his fifties, with a kind smile on his face. His wife and he are very husband and wife, and it is easy to feel close to each other.

The living room of the Shen family is decorated very casually, much like an ordinary Kyoto family. In the simple and tidy living room, Shen Wansong sized up the young man in front of him as soon as he came up, and then said with a smile: "Xiao Zhang, I've heard your name for a long time, come and sit down."

Zhang Jun said with a smile: "The director is too much, I don't have any big name."

Shen Wansong smiled "haha" and said, "It's not easy for young people to be so humble."

After exchanging pleasantries, Zhang Jun took out two gifts. The gift was a gadget he carried with him, a pair of emerald leaves, very delicate in appearance and thick in emerald green. He gave two things to Shen Wansong and his wife, and said with a smile: "Director, a small gift is not a respect."

Shen Wansong glanced at it, and said calmly: "Xiao Zhang, you're out of touch now, and I never accept gifts."

Shen Rong immediately chimed in and said, "Dad, Zhang Jun is my friend. He came to our house as a friend. If you don't accept it, I will collect it for you." Then, he picked up Zhang Jun's gift box.

Shen Wansong was very helpless to this daughter, so he didn't refuse again. He said to Zhang Jun, "Xiao Zhang, I invited you here today, mainly to express my gratitude. You see, Xiao Rong has been grateful to you for saving your life twice. As parents, we want to be right. Express your thanks."

Zhang Jundao: "Shen Rong and I are colleagues, so we should help her."

"That's what I said, but you did save Xiao Rong's life." Mother Shen said sincerely, "Xiao Zhang, you work in the criminal police team. If you have any difficulties or needs in your work, don't be polite. Shen speak out."

Zhang Jun said with a smile: "Auntie, the leader takes good care of me, there is no difficulty."

"Oh." Mother Shen nodded, and then asked, "Xiao Zhang, how old are you this year? Do you have a girlfriend yet?"

He had just had a good time with his daughter, so he was in a complicated mood at the moment, and said awkwardly: "I'm twenty-three years old, and I have a girlfriend."

"I have a girlfriend." Shen's mother had obvious hope on her face, "Xiao Zhang, you are so good, I don't know who's girl is so lucky."

Shen Wansong's expression remained unchanged, and he only asked about Zhang Jun's work.

After talking for a while, Zhang Jun left after having a light meal, and Shen Rong sent him outside the door. At the time of parting, I had a thousand words in my heart, but I couldn't say anything, I just looked at Zhang Jun in a daze.

Zhang Jun sighed, gently pinched Shen Rong's pink and smooth cheeks, and said, "Little fool, I will come to see you when I have time."

Shen Rong felt a pain in her heart, tears flowed down uncontrollably, but she said, "It's none of my business whether you like to come or not." Then she asked, "Do you really want to go back tomorrow?"

Zhang Jun nodded: "Yes, I have important things to deal with, so I have to go back."

"Well, be careful, don't hurt yourself." Shen Rong didn't forget to remind him of his safety, then kissed him on the face, turned and ran home.

Zhang Jun watched her disappear in a daze, sighed a long time, turned around and strode away.

Early the next morning, he boarded a plane to the East China Sea. Lin Xian went to the airport to pick him up, and on the way home, she smiled and said, "Little brother, look at your happy face, are you doing something bad behind my sister's back?"