Hong Kong variety show, I am a charming cop.

Chapter 269 Mrs. Li's Home

Hey!

Mrs. Li's reply infuriated Li Jian.

"If we don't show her what she's capable of tonight, she won't know her own limitations!"

Li Jian replied: Hmph, little Zhen, don't be too cocky, you'll have to put out the fire yourself!

Mrs. Li seemed to have been holding her phone the whole time, and quickly replied: Don't worry, my nickname is Fire Extinguisher, I can put out even the biggest fire. Knock three times on the door later, remember the room number is 9413, don't knock on the wrong one, someone lives next door too.

Li Jian: Nine out of ten times? No problem, I've got it.

A fire burned in Li Jian's heart, and this fire grew stronger and stronger, almost consuming Li Jian's body.

They say lust is a knife hanging over one's head.

How many men can resist the temptation of beauty and avoid being stabbed?

"She's already a widow, so my going to her house isn't against public order and good morals. It's a mutually beneficial arrangement!"

Li Jian tried to comfort himself.

just now.

Li Jian's mind was filled with the photos his wife had sent him.

Mrs. Li in the photo is graceful and charming.

This made Li Jian very excited about what would happen next.

From age 8 to 88, men think about the same thing all the time.

Following Mrs. Li's instructions, Li Jian finally arrived at the door of room 9413.

Neighborhoods 9412 and 9414 were completely quiet; even Li Jian, with his keen hearing, couldn't hear a sound, so there must be no one there.

Only the faint sound of someone watching TV could be heard coming from room 9211.

The cold wind on the 9th floor was even stronger, as if it were howling from the depths of hell, carrying a bone-chilling cold and an indescribable sense of oppression.

The wind howled in the corridor, like countless ghosts wailing in low voices, sending chills down one's spine.

The corridor lights flickered on and off, as if they might go out at any moment, swallowing everything into endless darkness.

A faint light shone through the crack in the door of room 9413, but the light seemed eerily strange, like the eye of some creature, coldly watching everything outside. The door was like a gaping maw of abyss, the shadows on its edges twisting and writhing, as if it would open at any moment to mercilessly devour anyone who approached. Li Jian stood in front of the door, his heart pounding like a drum, cold sweat sliding down his back, his hands feeling as heavy as a thousand pounds.

A putrid smell permeated the air, like the stench of a coffin that hadn't been opened for years, making one want to vomit.

A deep humming sound came from inside the door, as if something was calling to him from the depths, the sound both distant and close at hand, carrying an irresistible allure.

Bang Bang Bang!

Li Jian knocked on the door.

squeak-

Footsteps came from inside the door, followed by a grating thud as the door opened.

The security door opened a crack, revealing a pair of watery eyes.

Mrs. Li confirmed Li Jian's identity through the crack in the door. Seeing that there was no one else behind him, she gently opened the door, her face flushed with embarrassment, and whispered, "You've come."

Mrs. Li stepped aside, biting her lower lip lightly, looking slightly nervous.

Mrs. Li was wearing a loose black coat today. The soft, flowing fabric swayed gently with her movements, giving her a casual and languid look.

The loose cut of her coat concealed the outline of her figure, but added a touch of mystery.

She wore dark blue jeans with slightly tapered legs that accentuated her long, slender legs, creating a look that was both casual and stylish.

Her long, black hair was draped over her shoulders, and the strands were still slightly damp, indicating that she had just taken a shower.

A few strands of hair clung to her cheeks and neck, appearing exceptionally soft and exuding a faint scent of shampoo.

Her skin appeared even whiter against the backdrop of her black coat, and she exuded a fresh and natural aura.

With his delicate features, fair and rosy cheeks, and pink and moist lips, Li Jian felt a little thirsty.

Mrs. Li seemed to have put on light makeup today.

Because Li Jian had told her that he didn't like women wearing heavy makeup.

What's even more striking is that Mrs. Li is ten times more beautiful in person than in the photos.

Her slender waist, tall figure, and the added advantage of being a widow made Li Jian unable to look away.

Seemingly sensing Li Jian's intense gaze, Mrs. Li tightened her collar and let Li Jian in: "What are you standing at the door for? Come in quickly!"

After Li Jian entered the door, Mrs. Li closed the security door.

We've stumbled into a den of thieves!

Li Jian handed the red wine to Mrs. Li: "I came in a hurry and didn't know what you liked, so I just brought a bottle of wine."

Mrs. Li took the red wine, saw the words "LAFITE" written on it, and casually placed it on the entryway.

"If you're coming, why bring anything?"

Mrs. Li bent down and took a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet in the entryway, placing them beside Li Jian's feet: "These are new slippers, please put them on."

As Li Jian changed his shoes, he asked, "Where's Xiaolong?"

Mrs. Li said, "Xiaolong has already fallen asleep after dinner. He has to get up early for school tomorrow."

Mrs. Li half-squatted down and put away Li Jian's shoes that he had taken off.

It wouldn't have mattered if he hadn't squatted down, but the sudden half-squat allowed Li Jian to look down from a higher position.

Mrs. Li's loose top didn't cover up anything at all.

Li Jian felt a burning sensation in his nose, as if some red liquid was about to flow out.

Li Jian quickly held his breath, focused his mind, and silently recited two phrases: "If the heart is pure, one will not be alarmed even if the sky falls; if the heart is pure, one will not be alarmed even if the sky falls."

"Why don't you speak?"

Mrs. Li looked up and met Li Jian's staring eyes.

Mrs. Li knew exactly what the other person was thinking. She immediately covered her chest with her hand and said shyly, "Oh dear, why are you looking around like that? It's so annoying! I'm not talking to you anymore."

Mrs. Li was filled with shame and indignation, and turned to leave.

Li Jian hurriedly reached out to take Mrs. Li's small hand.

Her skin was so white it was almost transparent, as if you could see the faint veins underneath.

Her fingers were slender and long, with rounded fingertips, like carefully carved jade, exuding a warm luster.

Those hands were so soft they seemed boneless; a gentle squeeze revealed a delicate touch, like touching the finest silk.

Li Jian held the other's small hand and said, "Ah Zhen, you can't blame me for this."

Mrs. Li retorted, "If it's not your fault, who is it?"

Li Jian laughed and said, "If you have to blame someone, blame Ah Zhen for being too beautiful. You're 100 times more beautiful than in the photos. Your beauty is so captivating that it's hard for people to resist."

I believe any man who sees you would lose control of himself.

Li Jian's large hands were warm, like a red-hot iron.

Mrs. Li twisted her body shyly and said, "Why did you start touching me as soon as you came in? She just wanted to invite you to dinner. Can't you at least show some respect?"

Mrs. Li verbally refused, but her little hands didn't struggle much.