Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

After a while, Natasha finally led the secret service personnel and gradually disappeared into the complicated passages of the water plant. However, this guy stood there, not daring to move, as if he was cast under a spell.

He widened his eyes and stared at the direction they left, fearing that he would attract the attention of these people again if he was not careful.

After a long time, when he was sure that he could no longer see Natasha and the Secret Service personnel, this guy finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the fear in his heart did not completely dissipate, but became even stronger. He stretched out his hand tremblingly and touched his head carefully, as if he could still feel the huge pressure that Natasha and others had brought to him.

Then, an expression of horror and fear appeared on this guy's face.

He kept muttering to himself and looking around, muttering: "Have these people left? Are they really gone? They... they shouldn't come back, right?" As he spoke, his body trembled slightly involuntarily, and it was obvious that he had not yet recovered from the thrilling experience.

The water plant employee he questioned was also confused and felt depressed. He was not a fortune teller so how could he know whether the Special Service Department would come back or not, so he could only give perfunctory answers.

"They probably won't come back. After all, the Secret Service has never come back to attack us. Besides, we have already restored the water supply to the foreign guest apartment. After completing the mission, they have no reason to make things difficult for us again."

After hearing this, the person in charge of the water plant, who had been tense and anxious, finally breathed a sigh of relief as if all the strength in his body had been drained away.

His body, which had been trembling slightly due to nervousness, gradually relaxed, but his legs were still a little weak, so much so that he almost lost his balance and fell to the ground.

After a long while, he managed to steady himself. Then, with his trembling hands, he carefully bent down and tried to pick up the silver wine jug that had fallen to the ground.

When his fingers touched the wine jug, his movements paused noticeably, as if he was afraid that he would accidentally knock over the precious wine jug again.

Then, he picked up the wine jug very slowly and gently, and looked at it carefully. The surface of the wine jug was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting a dazzling light under the sunlight.

However, at this moment, the person in charge's gaze did not remain on the exquisiteness of the wine jug itself, but instead looked at the wine spilled on the ground around it with a look of heartache.

The wine was scattered on the ground like pearls, forming small puddles. They sparkled charmingly under the sunlight, but for the person in charge who valued wine as his life, the spilled wine was simply a pain in the heart!

Every drop made him feel extremely regretful and heartbroken, as if it was not just ordinary wine, but a priceless treasure.

He sighed softly, his eyes fell on the rows of neatly arranged wine bottles in front of him, his heart full of regret: "Alas, look at these wines! Each bottle is a fine wine. If no one tastes such fine wine, it would be a waste! It's a pity that these people are too superficial. How can they understand the beauty of this wine? Since the prohibition of alcohol was issued, it is not easy to get these wines."

After Natasha solved the problem of water outage at the water plant, she did not dare to delay and hurried to the foreign guest apartment.

At this time, Li Weijun had just finished taking a comfortable bath in the bathroom. When he heard that Ms. Natasha was coming to see him, he appeared in the living room wrapped in a bathrobe.

Natasha was wearing a slim windbreaker, her silky flaxen hair draped over her shoulders, and long riding boots, which made her look even more heroic. Her lazy and delicate face made Li Weijun's heart beat fast.

So when no one was around and the cook and housekeeper were not around, Li Weijun coughed lightly and said meaningfully, "Comrade Natasha, there seems to be something wrong with our bathroom. Can you check it out?"

They are all old foxes, and Natasha knew the hidden meaning behind Li Weijun's words. However, she did not refuse. After all, what should have been done a few days ago had already happened, and she had actually been thinking about it all the time.

But thinking of Jiang Xifeng's aggressive attitude during breakfast, he suddenly felt jealous and shook his head: "Dawali, I think we should talk about it in the hall to avoid being misunderstood by your wife..."

If Li Weijun hadn't known that he and Natasha had been secretly in contact for a long time, he would have almost believed that Natasha was such a considerate person.

He chuckled, unbuttoned his bathrobe slightly to let some air in, walked to Natasha, and patted her meaningfully: "Comrade Natasha, there are some things you don't understand. Marriage is not something I can decide on my own, but I have the right to decide on my feelings. Just like now, I think you are like a piece of delicious cheese..."

"Fragrant cheese? So you are the mouse that stole the cheese, Davari. This is not a good metaphor."

Natasha was so amused by Li Weijun's nonsense that she did not continue to make trouble and followed Li Weijun to the bathroom.

She must have known that this relationship was destined to be shameful, and the reason she was so jealous was just to take revenge on Jiang Xifeng.

She knows very well that she must express her dissatisfaction in time about some things, so that those philandering men will feel guilty. Otherwise, if she remains silent, men will take it for granted.

Li Weijun locked the bathroom door and made sure that no one would disturb him. Then, in order to prevent others from hearing the noise, he turned on the shower to cover up the sound of running water.

After dressing for nearly half an hour, Li Weijun finally turned off the shower head with satisfaction, gently stroked Natasha's hair, and said with some reluctance.

"Comrade Natasha, you are such a treasure. I can't even imagine how boring life will be without you after I return home."

Li Weijun said this not to flatter or to attack without any basis, but Natasha is gifted.

Due to their racial genes, some white women look delicate and beautiful on the outside, but their skin is very rough, and they are born with body odor and are hairy like a doll. They are the type that can only be admired from a distance and not up close.

But Natasha seems to be a mixed-race. Although she has brown hair and blue eyes, her facial features are delicate and her skin is fine. She doesn't look like a Russian woman at all. Her soft lines make her look cool and not rough, which is in line with domestic aesthetic standards.