Chapter 33 Hypnosis

Gong Kai leaned on the comfortable back seat of the Hongqi sedan. In the crowded traffic on Jiangcheng Minzhu Avenue, he looked at the fashionable girls and well-dressed men on the street, and knocked his fingers irritably.

Sitting next to him was Guan Zhao, wearing a dark blue cotton-wool coat and a Tianshan vest scarf surrounded her shoulder casually.

Her face was pale and she was obviously melancholy, and the cold wind was flowing in her beautiful eyes.

Gong Kai looked at his watch and calculated the time to arrive at the meeting place

As an elite in his vocation, he never gives any discounts on his work

However, today, his strong and dark body began to sweat, because there was a deep palpitations and anxiety in his heart.

The organization attached great importance to this serious incident. The bizarre disappearance of a senior military cadre in a country on the land of the Republic has attracted the attention of the central government.

He looked at Guan Zhao beside him, sister-in-law, don’t worry, even if we pay any price, we will find Brother Mou’s

I'm really worried that if he had something unexpected... what should I do? Guan Zhao sobbed, fear like smoke and clouds, covering the universe of her life

I promise you what I will find. Gong Kai said firmly

Soon, the car drove past a wide square, turned left and walked into Shaanxi Road, and stopped in front of a coffee house.

The narrow and warm porch is still preserved for Christmas. The wall is covered with Santa Claus cut out of red velvet paper, and the red and fat face is covered with beard made of white acrylic cotton.

Gong Kai led Guan Zhao straight forward, pushed open a small door, entered the kitchen, and then walked up the stairs on the left.

Welcome to your arrival. Guan Zhao, my name is Lang Zong, and he is Mou Rong's leader. His superiors attach great importance to this incident and ask me to arrest it myself. If it fails to do it, I will have no shame to go back to Beijing to meet the superior organization. Lang Zong held Guan Zhao's hand and stared at the beautiful young woman in front of him with a bright look. He applauded in his heart and shouted a thumbs up.

His tall and majestic body, firm and powerful palms and bright voice gave Guan Zhao great comfort and comfort. He thought, since the leader has expressed his opinion, he will be unnecessary to worry about it anymore, and his shocked mood immediately relieved a lot.

Thank you for your concern. Mu Rong has trouble organizing. I also know the difficulties of the organization and believe that the organization will find him.

Please sit and have a cup of coffee. If you need something for us, even if you come here, someone will help you. Lang Zong let go of Guan Zhao's hand. He felt that the little hand was cold and wet, and it penetrated into the skin, which was intoxicating.

Yes, sister-in-law, everyone here is my own people, you don’t have to be polite, you can talk, I’ll go down first. After Gong Kai said that, he saluted Lang Zong. This is the organization that wants to talk to the military family, and he must also avoid it.

Coming here is like coming to home. Xiaoguan Langzong changed his name. The young woman in front of him was bright and indifferent, and she could be said to be a beauty on earth.

He had long heard that Mou Rong's wife was as beautiful as a fairy and had seen her photos, but when the real person appeared, he understood what it means to see it is to be true.

How can a dull photo be as vivid as a lovely person?

Her face, her mouth, her breasts, and even her breathing and breathing, all of which are so full and fresh

The lush water in her eyes was gentle, flowing in the fields that had already dried up in his heart

How could such a person be comparable to those vulgar fans of the General Political Department Song and Dance Troupe?

Bah, they are not worthy!

Lang Zong thought to himself

Lang Zong is a widower

Although he has never lacked women around him, his eyes are so picky that he has lost his wife for many years and has not yet reopened his strings.

After so many years, he finally saw a woman who made him moved. In fact, it was more than just a heart-warming.

Guan Zhao's beauty almost made him suffocate. He could hear his pulse intensified and ignited. The blood flowed out of his heart a little difficult to load. He opened his mouth slightly to relieve his nervousness and inexplicable excitement.

Guan Zhao sat on the sofa covered with soft cushion, as quiet as spring flowers, as pure and elegant as a fair and unconventional, with white jade-like hands on the chin, with melancholy eyes, cool, and autumn waves frequently turn like tears on the petals

General Lang...

Before she finished speaking, Lang Zong shook his hand, No, I am not a general, but you should call me Lang Zong, otherwise you can call me Brother Lang, he is a little painful because he cannot avoid her beautiful charm. The spring water makes his heart shake and cannot hold on. At this moment, he suspected that his usual confidence was as soluble as dew in the tension of the sun

Ah... Then I'll call you Colonel Lang. Do you think Mou Rong was kidnapped by someone? Or... The smart Guan Zhao saw the government's situation and her husband once revealed his identity. After a little analysis, he understood the seriousness of the problem.

Thinking of this, her whole body trembled, her heart was bitter, and tears were dizzy in her eyes

Lang Zong saw her long eyelashes fluttering, and she had a kind of hairy elasticity in her instant movement. His heart moved and he hurriedly picked up the coffee cup on the table. Come on, drink some coffee to warm your body. You don’t have to worry. Believe in the party and the organization. As long as you find clues, we will give you Mou Rong back intact at any cost.

She is delicate, like a wind lamp in the rain, and needs a strong umbrella

Thank you, Colonel Lang, please give me everything. I really don’t know what to say or do, so I can only be anxious. Guan Zhao sighed helplessly. It would be great if my brother was by my side. He is my comfort and rely on my world!

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a special pain in her head. She couldn't help but frown, pressed her hand on her forehead and rubbed her gently.

Oh, what's wrong with you? Did you catch a cold? Lang Zongzheng looked at her in a daze. Seeing her in pain, he hurriedly stood up and approached her. Do I want me to call the doctor?

Ah, no, no need I often do this. It's okay, I'll take some medicine and it'll be fine later

Guan Zhao politely declined

She knew the root of her illness. Every time she came during menstruation, migraine came. She had consulted a doctor. The doctor said that this was a hormonal change in women during menstruation, causing the blood vessels that supplied blood to the brain to quickly contract and then expand, causing headaches.

She took out two quick-acting pills from her handbag, ate them with the water handed over by Lang Zong, and then let out a long sigh, thank you, I'm an old problem, migraine,

Oh, I'm taking riboflavin. Lang Zong smiled, and a hint of pride that no one could detect on his face

Guan Zhao was a little surprised and looked at Lang Zong, Hey, how did you know?

I turned out to be a military doctor... Riboflavin can promote the function of the brain's energy system and improve the ability to cut off migraines. However, it is better to take some vitamins E, B and magnesium, which is more beneficial. Lang Zong calmly took the empty cup and asked provocatively, you should be in menstruation now.

Ah...I, I, yes. Guan Zhao suddenly blushed, his pink face was full of redness, as bright as peach blossoms, and he felt very embarrassed.

He, why is he like this?

It doesn't matter, you have to remember, I am a doctor... Lang Zong patted Guan Zhaodi's shoulder twice generously, and then sat next to her. Your doctor may not have told you that it is best to take 50 mg of vitamin B a day a week before menstruation. It can promote the brain to produce a chemical serotonin that contracts blood vessels, which can help improve migraines.

Colonel Lang, you are really good. The doctor has said that, but I heard that you cannot take it for a long time, otherwise it will lead to unsteady walking and numbness of your feet. Guan Zhao looked at the serious man with admiration, thinking that the doctor is kind, and he has thought too much, and he can't help but feel a little embarrassed.

So I only need to take it one week before menstruation. Take 200 mg of riboflavin, 100 mg of vitamin B every day during menstruation, and 400 IU of vitamin E and 200 grams of magnesium. The effect will be better. Lang Zong shrugged and looked at her side.

What luck did Mou Rong be? If he had such a wife?

Guan Zhao felt a little dazed. The light through the curtains was not dazzling, but she was a little star-stirring. She wanted to stand up, paused, her feet were weak, and she couldn't help but fall down again.

But this fall happened to sit in Lang Zong's arms

Ah... Sorry, I, I... Guan Zhao wanted to get up, but his whole body was soft and seemed to be inactive. He just felt that his body was loose, his whole body was lazy, his eyelids were heavy and he wanted to sleep

Xiao Guan, you are tired, just take a break and sleep for a while. Don’t think about anything. Listen, how beautiful the sound outside is. You have to relax and relax... Lang Zong’s hand slowly wandered through Guan Zhao’s whole body, twisted his fingers slowly, and massaged her muscles.

The ice-skinned and jade skin feels different when it feels. Lang Zong only feels numb and squeezing all over his body, and the dust roots in his lower body are rising, pressing against Guan Zhao's round buttocks.

However, Guan Zhao had no sense of Lang Zong's hardness

She just felt that she was standing on a pure snow field, and the sound of nature was floating from the sky. It was the sound of snowflakes breaking, the childish laughter of her childhood brother, the gentle care of her husband, and the tranquility in her heart...

Lang Zong smiled grimly

The sudden pressure caused Guan Zhao to have a migraine attack during menstruation, which gave him a rare opportunity, and being good at seizing opportunities is Lang Zong's strength.

He pulled out a Corona cigar from the box on the table, lit it with a lighter, and played with his fingers for a few times, then pested under the bridge of his high pointed nose

He is not in a hurry. Beauties need to be carefully played with and tasted, and beauty cannot be desecrated by ordinary people!

He gritted his teeth and thought, walking several steps in the house, staring at the statue of Chairman Mao hanging on the wall, and looked at the statue of Chairman Mao for a while, Dear Chairman Mao, what should I do?

When the last cigar was dropped on the carpet, Lang Zong trembled all over, his heart full of excitement inspiring his vigorous fighting spirit

Guan Zhao lying on the sofa is like a smooth and dust-free jade carving, smooth and delicate. This is the entire concept and connotation of beauty!

Lang Zong moaned with happiness, desire was like a wild horse running on the cliff, and like an eagle traveling around the sky suddenly broke its wings, and the pain was heavy

She is perfect, and any organ on her body is natural and impeccable. The texture of her skin exudes a warm luster. Lang Zong closed his eyes and fully imagined how this body as gentle as cotton wool would allow him to enjoy it like a cloud and fog

He squatted down and sniffed Guan Zhaoru's black hair deeply. The clouds were covered with a faint fragrance of a young woman, melodious and timeless, and rushed straight into his nose.

Lang Zong took a deep breath, leaned his head and tongue, licked Guan Zhao's secluded eyes and his high nose bridge, and then stopped on the two thin lips. The fragrance of fat was everywhere, mixed with the smell of green grass and the fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

Lang Zong held Guan Zhao's hand on his yang instrument that had never been so hard before, trembling and moaning. The impulsive pleasure flowed like a clear spring gushing in the mountains on his dry track of life.

Especially, when the sanitary napkin covering Guan Zhao's vagina was removed, the white touch of red red was like a red plum blossom shining in the cold snow, bright and beautiful, and strongly stimulating his already fiery red eyes.

Howl, it should be the patent of the wild wolf

Lang Zong knew for the first time that the wildness in his heart was hard to tame. The sin lurking deep in his soul gradually eroded his original integrity and generousness.

He closed his eyes in pain, his thick-boned fingers were dyed red by the blood oozing from Guan Zhaoyin's vagina, and the fishy smell hit his sensitive nose... This star lake is deep and distant, with my extreme attachment, my life will be flexible because of it

When the monument of reason was destroyed by sinful thoughts, Lang Zong closed his eyes at the moment of his fall.

He was like a child who ran away from home, looking for sadness, happiness, relief, hope, disappointment, despair, melancholy, loneliness... The yang instrument was moving, and the sharp pear knife cut into the deep valley

The secret path covered with sweet hair is dazzlingly red, and is almost pretentious. The place where the genitals and genitals intersect is tight, and it is so intimate that it is about to seep out juice. Perhaps it is real, thick and sticky, with the fragrance of rape flowers in my hometown.

Guan Zhao, who was intoxicated by his sleep, smiled. The fresh fragrance is the charming atmosphere of love and sunshine. Who is showing off her love on this road?

Lang Zong withdrew his gaze in shame, lowered his head, and let his lonely body move mechanically. Every time he pounded, he was desperate to do his best.

He has never treated women as seriously as he is today. He thought that human sexual intercourse was just an animal's instinct, purely for the purpose of inheriting the family line, and women are just the kind of machines that give birth to children.

But today, he knew that he was wrong

Guan Zhao was still in a deep sleep, and all her movements seemed lazy, but her whole body was filled with a warm and moist atmosphere.

The delicate and stylish body swayed, like the grass on the mountain in the morning, or like the green flowers all over the mountains, deep and shallow, thick and faint, high and low, fat and thin, the breathing between the lips and nose is like the waves of water spreading out

The low moans were a little shy and a little coquettish. For a moment, Lang Zong lost himself again...