Chapter 1109

Su Qing hooked her arms around his neck, a pair of tall and proud breasts pressing against his body. She tilted her face and teased him with her eyes, her tone like silk: "I want you to say it."

"I don't know," Zhao Desan continued to play dumb.

Su Qing pursed her lips and gave him a slightly angry look, her fiery eyes staring provocatively at him, slowly pushing him backward. The box in Zhao Desan's hand fell to the floor involuntarily, and he was pushed back obediently, step by step, until... until he reached the sofa, his retreat blocked. With a stumble, he sat back on the sofa. The tiger-and-wolf-like Su Qing climbed onto his lap, pressed her fiery red lips onto his, sucking his lips with extreme hunger, her fragrant tongue arching wildly in his mouth. Before long, Zhao Desan opened his mouth, meeting her tongue, and the two moist tongues entangled, moving back and forth in their mouths as their breathing gradually quickened.

After the ultimate pleasure and a good rest, Su Qing finally remembered that he had just said he brought her a gift, so she became interested, turned her face, and asked him, "Baby, didn't you say you brought a gift back for Sister? What gift is it?"

"I was just about to show you, but you pushed me onto the sofa to pay the public grain," Zhao Desan said with a devilish smile. "I'll get it for you."

Su Qing got off him, her body leaning weakly against the sofa, watching him get up to open the suitcase and take out a beautifully packaged box.

"Here, Sister Su, see if you like it." Zhao Desan smiled gently, handing her the box, confident that Sister Su would definitely like this gift. After all, it was a gift he had carefully selected, and he had spent two thousand big ones on it; it was absolutely worth the price.

Su Qing glanced at him coquettishly, reached out with her jade hand to take the box, and opened it carefully. She saw a pure, crystal-clear necklace shimmering with brilliant luster lying quietly inside. To be honest, for so many years, as the Minister of the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee, Su Qing had received too many valuable things, but none were jewelry for a woman to wear. This was the first time she had received such a gift. Although, with her knowledgeable eye, she could tell at a glance that this necklace was worth at most a few thousand yuan, the fact that Zhao Desan could bring a necklace back from so far away could be said to be a light gift with heavy affection, and it hit the mark in her heart, making Su Qing very happy.

Seeing the light in Sister Su's eyes and the happy smile on her face, Zhao Desan finally let out a long sigh of relief; he had been afraid Sister Su wouldn't like it. He immediately put on a proud smile and asked her, "Sister Su, do you like it?"

"Hmm." Su Qing looked at him with bright eyes, took the beautifully crafted crystal necklace out of the box, and said, "Help Sister put it on and see."

Zhao Desan was, of course, willing to serve Sister Su's request. He took the crystal necklace shimmering with brilliant light, carefully helped Sister Su put it on, and then looked at it carefully with excitement. Her fair skin, adorned with such crystal-clear and pure crystals, made her skin appear even fairer and flawless. ===== CHAPTER 1110 =====