Hong Kong variety show, I am a charming cop.

Chapter 250 Ah Zhen

Even a big star like Karen Mok only has good temperament; in terms of looks, he is completely outshone.

The woman in the photo looks pale and haggard.

Despite its poor image quality, its stunning appearance cannot be concealed.

Perhaps because she had just taken a shower, the woman's long black hair was draped freely over her shoulders. Although it was a little messy, it only accentuated her stunning charm.

A pair of melancholy, slightly sad peach blossom eyes, a delicate and upturned nose, and slightly dry lips set in an oval face, creating a broken beauty.

If he had to point out some shortcomings, Li Jian felt that the lighting wasn't very good, and also that the camera resolution of current mobile phones is truly appalling.

Even a stunning beauty like Liu Yifei would probably have had a hard time making a name for herself in the era of Nokia brick phones.

Even so, Li Jian can honestly say that his wife is definitely a beauty.

more importantly.

This woman had just finished showering; she was completely bare-faced, without any beauty filters or editing, and not even a touch of makeup.

Just seeing the photos of him without makeup made Li Jian furious.

With a little dressing up, she would have bright red lips, paired with big waves, a bright red dress, black stockings and high heels.

That would be like flying to the heavens!

Perhaps it's because male hormones are secreted more vigorously at night.

Li Jian felt ashamed that he was no longer weak.

I have a strong urge to go to Mrs. Li's house right now and comfort her wounded heart and soul.

I really found a treasure!

The background of the photo should be in a bedroom, and judging from the posture, the person is probably lying diagonally on the bed.

Li Jian could vaguely see that the other person was wearing a white vest, the kind of floral shirt that old ladies wear, with a particularly eye-catching chest area.

Although the upper half of his body wasn't visible, Li Jian could still imagine it.

Mrs. Li's family is definitely not small.

Moreover, Mrs. Li has a pale complexion, and apart from the place where Xiaolong appeared that Li Jian was unsure about, her whole body was probably glowing white.

Li Jian looked at it over and over again, liking it more and more, and feeling his blood rushing faster with each look.

Even the blood in your whole body seems to be concentrating in one place.

"Damn it, why can't the image be zoomed in?"

Li Jian used his nimble index and middle fingers to trace over the image, only realizing after a while that it wasn't a smartphone.

Mrs. Li: Ah Jian, why aren't you saying anything? Do you think I'm too ugly?

Just as Li Jian was feeling frustrated, his wife sent him another message.

It seems that while Li Jian was looking at the pictures, his wife was even more nervous than he was.

This shows that the other party cares a lot about Li Jian's thoughts.

Li Jian: Ah Zhen, you've misunderstood. I was so captivated by your photos that I didn't expect you to be so beautiful without makeup. I originally thought it was because of you that your husband cheated on you.

Now I understand, it's your husband's eyes that are the problem.

He has such a beautiful wife at home but doesn't cherish her. Instead, he goes out and flirts with other women. Does he think he can find a woman prettier than you?

Haha, I don't believe it.

If I were your husband, I would stay home every day and stick to you, making sure you couldn't even get out of bed.

Mrs. Li: Pfft—you're exaggerating! Not leaving the house or getting out of bed? If you keep chatting like that, people will stop talking to you...

Although the text said he was unhappy, Li Jian couldn't tell from the other person's words that he was angry at all.

It's more like she's being coquettish.

Li Jian: I'm speaking from the heart. If there's even a hint of falsehood in my words, may I be haunted by vengeful ghosts!

Mrs. Li: You're not allowed to say such unlucky things. And don't talk about gods and ghosts late at night, it's scary. People are too afraid to get out of bed to go to the bathroom now.

Li Jian: Don't be afraid, I will protect you. If I were by your side, I would definitely carry you to the toilet and help you pee.

Mrs. Li: Ugh, shameless! Who told you to hold me while I pee? It's disgusting—uh—uh—

Although Mrs. Li said it was disgusting, her replies became faster and faster.

This isn't disgusting, it's clearly liking.

Since the other person didn't even mind going to the toilet, Li Jian felt they could discuss some more in-depth topics.

For example......

Li Jian: By the way, what does your husband do for a living? How did he cheat on you?

Mrs. Li: I don't want to talk about him. Let bygones be bygones. I should learn to let go. By the way, Jian, what do you do for a living?

Li Jian: My job is also very busy, mainly sending bad guys to prison.

Mrs. Li: So you're a police officer. No wonder you look so upright and I feel so safe standing next to you. I've always wanted to be a policewoman since I was little, but unfortunately I wasn't good at studying and failed the police academy entrance exam several times.

There's actually professional worship, so what's the point of a solo kill?

Instead of continuing to talk about himself, Li Jian turned the conversation to his wife: How long has it been since your husband last had sex with you?

This time, Mrs. Li's reply was not as prompt.

After waiting for about two minutes, Mrs. Li finally replied.

Mrs. Li: Ever since we had Xiaolong, my husband hardly ever comes home. Sometimes it's two or three days, sometimes ten days or half a month. When he does come home, he just collapses into bed and falls asleep. He might not even get an erection once a month.

This topic has become very private.

Unless there is a special relationship, a woman would never talk about this kind of thing with a man.

Once a month?

The timing is not fixed?

Li Jian continued, "Can you handle it once a month? They say women are like wolves at thirty, you're incredibly patient."

Mrs. Li: I have no choice, but I can't handle this kind of thing by myself. However, I do have my own methods.

Li Jian: That's really sharp! Ah Zhen, I find myself admiring you more and more.

Mrs. Li: You just said you don't have a girlfriend. I see you're such a handsome guy. If you had a need, how would you handle it?

Li Jian: I'm very busy with work, but I occasionally go to bars to let loose.

Mrs. Li: A bar? Isn't that kind of place very dirty?

Li Jian: Ah Zhen, don't look at these places with prejudice. Bars are not just for drinking and dancing. Don't you know there's a type of bar called a "quiet bar"? It's the kind where you can enjoy a drink and a song, like savoring tea, to relax and unwind.

Mrs. Li: Then I'm even more curious, how do you solve it in a place like that?

Li Jian: Many white-collar workers and urban women like to go to places like quiet bars. If they like something, they can applaud their instincts.

Mrs. Li: Then you must be very popular!

Just thinking about Li Jian's broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, and solid muscles made Mrs. Li feel a dry mouth.

Li Jian: It's not that easy. You'd be lucky to succeed once out of ten times. Do you think every woman is as beautiful as you? Let me tell you, I have very high standards.

Upon hearing Li Jian say this, Mrs. Li was not angry at all; on the contrary, she thought he had great taste.