The heavy rain was falling, and the endless rain curtain reminded Lao Zhou of many things instantly.

It was the same heavy rain on the night twenty years ago.

He happened to be on duty that night. He went on patrols as usual. There was no way, no matter what the weather, patrols were routine work and must be done every night. Lao Zhou walked forward with his rain boots deep and shallow, holding an umbrella in one hand and a flashlight in one hand.

The light of the flashlight is not worth mentioning in such stormy weather.

Just a few steps away, Lao Zhou saw a small figure running towards him in front of him.

"Dad! Daddy!"

"Xiaoguang?"

Old Zhou was startled, his son was soaked all over, like a chicken.

Lao Zhou hurried forward, put his arms around his son, and covered him with an umbrella.

"Xiaoguang, it's raining heavily, you don't stay at home, why are you running here?"

"I miss Dad."

"You lied, did your mother fool around at home again?"

Even if his son didn't say anything, Lao Zhou could have thought that his wife must be at home, and his son didn't want to stay at home, so he sneaked out to find himself.

The son didn't speak, just clasped his father and son's necks.

"You run out by yourself, does your mother know?"

"she does not know."

"Dad, I'm afraid of thunder."

"Don't be afraid, Dad is here, Dad will protect you."

Looking at his son in his arms, Lao Zhou was in trouble. He was at work and had to patrol. Besides, there was a heavy rain today. How could he hold his son and patrol in the rain?

"Son, dad still has to go to work, so you should stay in dad's dormitory to do your homework first, okay?"

The son nodded sensibly.

"Then now, you light up your dad with a flashlight, and dad takes you to the dormitory. When you get there, you do your homework, you know?"

The son nodded.

Holding his son in his hand and an umbrella in one hand, Lao Zhou Yi walked back to the dormitory.

Lao Zhou took a towel to dry his son's face and body, and poured a cup of hot water for his son.

"Hey, just sit here and wait for Dad to come back."

The son spread out the workbook, frowned, and started the exercises seriously.

Seeing his son do his homework, Lao Zhou sighed and walked out of the dormitory again with a flashlight and umbrella.

At this time, the torrential rain seemed to be getting worse.

The rain on the ground has collected into the river, and the foot is making a pattering sound on the ground.

The old neighbor flashed a flashlight and walked forward, thinking about his son who was doing homework. He said to his heart, this love red can really make trouble and make trouble. Even his son doesn’t care. Xiaoguang came to him alone under heavy rain. If something happens along the way, can she feel comfortable as a mother? Marrying Zhang Aihong, an inconvenient wife, I feel dizzy when I think about it.

Lao Zhou walked forward distractedly, and suddenly saw a white figure in the rain curtain ahead.

The figure was walking around in the rain, as if looking for something.

Isn't it a thief?

In recent days, some thieves have come in to steal things from the crew. Although the loss of the things by the crew has little to do with them, it can be attributed to their own poor supervision, but the things are lost on the set. Once it is spread, it will definitely affect the set. reputation.

"What are you doing! What are you going to do about here?"

Lao Zhou took a few steps and raised his flashlight to shine on the figure.

When the figure heard the shout, he turned around suddenly.

Lao Zhou saw a bright face drenched in rain. Under the washing of the rain, this face reminded him of the lotus with drops of water hanging on the petals. It was pure and fresh, yet seductive, making Lao Zhou dumbfounded.

I am used to seeing actresses with heavy makeup on the set, and then suddenly seeing this clean water face, it really gives people a different feeling.

In fact, these are not the focus of Lao Zhou's daze.

The moment the woman turned around, Lao Zhou saw the woman's body, her white skirt was soaked wet, all attached to her body, curvy and extremely sexy.

The most terrible thing is that she didn't wear underwear, and the pair of waves on her chest were exposed.

Her **** are not big, not very full, but beautiful in shape, not drooping, strong and firm, the white skirt is soaked on her body, now she looks like she is standing in front of Lao Zhou wearing only a pair of white underwear .

The point is that she doesn't seem to have noticed it herself.

Lao Zhou stared at her strong twin peaks, feeling a dry throat and speechless. According to the normal procedure, he should be asking who she is and why she was hanging around here most of the night, but now, his attention All concentrated on her ****.

The woman looked scared at first, but she felt a little relieved when she saw his uniform. Because she knew that the uniforms were all the staff on the set.

"Oh, where is the bathroom on the set?"

Lao Zhou looked so focused that he forgot to answer her questions.

The woman noticed that not only did this person not answer her question, but she looked at herself directly and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Lao Zhou also felt a little gaffe, and quickly pointed his finger in the direction of the bathroom, "It's over there."

"Oh, thank you."

The woman was relieved, and immediately ran towards the bathroom.

Seeing the figure of a woman running wild in the rain and fog, her slender legs and slender waist, and recalling the pair of waves on her chest, he suddenly had a primitive impulse.

He felt hot and full of blood. Since his wife had quarreled with him, he had completely lost X life. It was not that she didn't want to, but he didn't want to. Now when he saw his wife, he immediately thought of some crazy roaring, hysterical monster. Rather than a graceful woman, in all fairness, Zhang Aihong's appearance is also called a beautiful woman, but her manic and endless tossing made him think about her.

Although physiological needs are usually depressed, once it bursts out, it is like a wild horse running off the rein. On such a rainy night, seeing such a woman, Lao Zhou can no longer restrain his primitive desires, this woman’s face And the figure made him feel a suffocating sexiness, his brain was instantly blank, he just wanted to get her, pressed her under him, and heard her groaning and gasping. At the moment he saw her, the ethics and the psychological defenses collapsed one by one, and he could not resist her temptation at all.

He was standing in the rain and fog, staring at her drifting away in a daze.

Then, he turned off the flashlight, under the umbrella, and walked toward the bathroom.

From a distance, I saw the light in the bathroom lighting up, and there was a white figure dangling inside. Needless to say, this figure must be the beauty just now.

Holding an umbrella, Lao Zhou stood in the bushes outside the bathroom door and waited quietly.

(End of this chapter)