"Sister Lan Yan, just take me here..." I looked at the beautiful woman in front of me, with her black hair tied into a ponytail like a waterfall, and her fair oval face without any makeup, but with an extremely refreshing look.
Her name is Tang Lanyan, and she's been my partner for the past five years. We've traveled the world and achieved brilliant results. However, the injuries I sustained in the Strait three years ago were so severe that I spent over two years on life support before I barely managed to survive.
But my extraordinary abilities are only a fraction of what they once were, and I have no choice but to leave this world I've lived in for seven years...
"Just move a little..." Sister Lan Yan didn't let me go. She put her long, smooth, white arms around my neck and let me bury my head in her breasts, which were as round, plump and erect as ripe peaches. They were plump, soft, and smooth, with a hint of soapy soda and a faint fragrance like orchid and musk.
My body and mind were almost suffocating. Sister Lan Yan was a tall and graceful beauty, but she was always unwilling to admit defeat. She always sided with men in everything and did not consider herself a woman.
It seems that it is because of some kind of obsession. Not only does she oppose the different treatment of men and women in her work, but even her daily clothing habits pay attention to convenience. Because women's underwear is not very convenient, I haven't seen her wear underwear in the past five years!
So now, this pair of huge breasts as plump as ripe peaches are in close contact with my face only through a thin layer of clothes, with a warm and soft touch, an intoxicating fragrance, and an elastic squeeze... I can even feel a pointed nipple pressing against the middle of my lips, and the saliva in my mouth is secreted involuntarily.
Bringing a touch of moisture to the tender tip...
Sister Lan Yan said "hmm" and gently pushed me away. A strand of her black hair somehow ran to the front and was lightly bitten by her red lips. A barely noticeable blush appeared on her fair cheeks. Sister Lan Zhi's gentle "hmm" made my heart flutter, and I quickly lowered my head.
His eyes swept to the top of the peak, the bulge stained with saliva, and his breathing became heavier.
"Xiaodong...you..." Sister Lan Yan seemed to want to say something, but she didn't say it in the end. Instead, she raised her breasts higher. I saw unspeakable ripples in her gentle eyes, and suddenly an inexplicable charm spread.
My heart was pounding. Sister Lan Yan never cared about anyone's eyes and always stuck to her creed that women should be no worse than men in any aspect. She was not particular about details when doing tasks. Not only did she openly stand in a stream with male team members and take off all their clothes to take a bath, she even did not shy away from going to the toilet.
But we don't think there is any problem. Her generosity, independence and uniqueness are incomparable to ordinary women. She is like the tenacious female warriors in the Amazon rainforest. No man would think that Sister Lan Yan is a woman who needs care. She seems to be one of them, even a leader.
But now, I inexplicably feel that Sister Lan Yan has a strong feminine charm and is full of maternal breath... At this moment, the helicopter on the helipad not far away was already spinning "whoosh", and I looked up at Sister Lan Zhi.
Her eyes were red too, and those hands that could break my neck with their bare hands reached out to my collar and adjusted it for the nth time: "If I have time, I will go to Shen City to see you."
I nodded, feeling a little sad. In these seven years of my career, I have never contacted the outside world. It's not that I don't want to, but the extraordinary front requires great confidentiality. Generally, I travel between overseas and the deep mountains of Guizhou, walking on the line between life and death all day long.
So Sister Lan Yan actually has no way to contact me. After this separation... I don't know if there will be a chance for us to meet again...
"Sister Lan Yan, take care."
I picked up a few pieces of luggage and resolutely walked towards the helicopter behind me. Sister Lan Yan behind me seemed to be looking in my direction. I didn't dare to look back, because from now on, we were probably people from two different worlds.
Watching the helicopter fly away, Tang Lanyan gently wiped away the sparkling tears from the corner of her eyes. At this time, the sound of "ta, ta" footsteps came from behind her. A pair of slender and beautiful legs wrapped in shiny stockings came gracefully, with exquisite curves and a well-proportioned body wrapped in a white coat. She had a slender snow-white neck and a pair of frameless silver glasses on her cold and beautiful face.
She looks somewhat similar to Tang Lanyan, but seems more shrewd. Her bright eyes behind the glasses seem to be able to see through people. She is Tang Lanyan's half-sister, Zhao Zhiran.
Zhao Zhiran walked over to Tang Lanyan's side, and with her slender, delicate fingers, she pushed the glasses off her tall, straight nose. She said helplessly, "Lanyan, why are you so sad? Didn't the organization send you to Shen City to protect him? It's not like you'll never see him again."
Tang Lanyan shook her head and continued to talk while looking at the direction where the helicopter was flying away.
Zhao Zhiran, who was smart, naturally understood her thoughts. Although she could still watch him every day in the future, she could not disturb his life. After all... he had already paid too much for this country, and she must not let him come into contact with the darkness again. Otherwise, the memory replacement that she had spent two years to complete could not be guaranteed to work.
after all--
The mental strength of a strategic-level transcendent is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.