Chapter 1138

"Yeah, I thought this method was quite good, I didn't expect it to actually work," Zheng the Bald Donkey laughed.

Just then, Su Qing was driving past when she got stuck in traffic and stopped. She turned her head casually and saw Zheng the Bald Donkey sitting inside the floor-to-ceiling glass window of the coffee shop, opposite a mature and alluring beautiful young woman. A sneer of disdain hung on the corner of Su Qing's mouth. She thought to herself that this Zheng the Bald Donkey really wasn't a fuel-efficient lamp, flirting everywhere he went. Moreover, he was on a date with a beauty in such a romantic place without even trying to avoid being seen, not afraid of being laughed at by acquaintances from government units.

That night, after "driving" with Zhao Desan and returning to bed after a shower, Su Qing remembered seeing Zheng the Bald Donkey "dating" a beauty that afternoon while they were chatting, so she said to him, "Desan, your Director Zheng really is old but his heart isn't. He was drinking coffee with a beauty in a coffee shop this afternoon; he's really quite romantic."

"Is that so?" Zhao Desan asked back with interest, "Which woman has our Director Zheng set his sights on now?"

"Thirty-something, looks quite pretty, with long hair over her shoulders," Su Qing described.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Desan immediately thought of the woman he had seen in Zheng the Bald Donkey's office that afternoon. She was a woman who could arouse desire in a man the moment he saw her; compared to the attraction of Division Chief Lan, she was truly even more intense. What was attractive about Lan Mei was her "inner" aspect, possessing a one-in-ten-thousand white tiger, which one could only know after personally "experiencing" it. But the woman seen in Zheng the Bald Donkey's office that afternoon was a woman who radiated a thousand kinds of charm and ten thousand kinds of amorous feelings that could make a man feel desire at first glance—bewitching, pretty, and extremely easy to stir up a man's sexual impulses.

At this moment, Zheng the Bald Donkey and He Liping had just finished their business and were resting in a suite at the Prince Hotel. He Liping's phone rang by the pillow. She picked it up, took a look, and said to Zheng the Bald Donkey, "My husband."

Zheng the Bald Donkey didn't make a sound, lying quietly to the side, lighting a cigarette to savor the indescribable feeling from just a moment ago.

"Husband... um... I'm out... having a meal with leaders from the province... okay, I know... um, I'll be back early, let's not talk anymore..." He Liping gently lied to her husband on the phone. She put down the phone, turned around, and said tenderly to Zheng the Bald Donkey, "Director Zheng, I should go back."

Because Zheng the Bald Donkey had "slapped" with Han Rui as soon as he returned in the morning, and had "gurgled" to his heart's content with his old lover He Liping in the office in the afternoon, Zheng the Bald Donkey was almost exhausted to the point of collapse after this extreme excitement. Lying on the bed, his whole body was soft and powerless. Fearing that if he stayed with this reborn old lover any longer he would truly die from exhaustion, he said, "Alright then, Liping, you go back. Your husband is looking for you; it wouldn't be very good for me to keep you here any longer."

He Liping sat up, shook Zheng the Bald Donkey's shoulder, and said coquettishly, "You are my husband, I don't want to go back."

"My dear grandmother, stop shaking me, if you shake me any more, these old bones of mine will fall apart," Zheng the Bald Donkey said, panting. Having just finished, he hadn't even caught his breath when he was shaken like this, and Zheng the Bald Donkey felt as if all the bones in his body were about to fall apart.

He Liping gave him a charming look and said while putting on her clothes, "I'd better go back, if I don't go back, I'll make sure you, Director Zheng, can't get out of bed tomorrow."

Although He Liping said it as a joke, it was the truth. However, Zheng the Bald Donkey, having been kindly mocked by her like this, couldn't swallow this insult for a moment—it was clearly laughing at him for not being a man—so he said somewhat stubbornly, "Alright then, Liping, don't go back tonight, let's see if I can get out of bed tomorrow! It's not certain who won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow!" Zheng the Bald Donkey bit the bullet just to maintain that little bit of male dignity he had left.

He Liping knew that Zheng the Bald Donkey was doing this to maintain his male prowess, so she didn't stop putting on her clothes. She fastened her bra unhurriedly and said with a smile, "Forget it, I've already made you, Director Zheng, unable to get out of bed tomorrow with how you did me tonight. I was messed with by you three times today, the bottom is already swollen, if we keep going, it'll have to be ripped open tomorrow."

Being complimented like this by He Liping, Zheng the Bald Donkey, who was exhausted and aching, felt very satisfied. He was truly conquered by his own surprisingly fierce prowess today. For a man of his age, who could do it four times a day? Perhaps he was the only man in the entire Hexi Province officialdom who was old but still strong. However, Zheng the Bald Donkey also knew clearly that he had been too ecstatic after seeing his old lover He Liping, who had transformed into a great beauty, which had stimulated the energy hidden in his body. Wanting to maintain this power every day was simply a fantasy. He laughed triumphantly, patted He Liping's smooth, fair waist lightly, and couldn't help but praise, "Liping, you are truly different, different from head to toe, you look attractive everywhere."

The earth-shaking change in Zheng the Bald Donkey's attitude toward her was exactly the same as the change in He Liping's husband's attitude toward her. Thinking back to the past, although He Liping was born with quite a bit of beauty, she didn't know how to dress, so she was gradually forgotten by her husband. Sometimes when she stayed out at night with Zheng the Bald Donkey and didn't go home, her husband wouldn't even call to look for her. Ever since He Liping went to the plastic surgery hospital and "armed" herself to the teeth from head to toe, every man around her cast admiring glances at her, and her husband went from being indifferent every night to singing and dancing every night. She suddenly became a great beauty in the eyes of many men; there's no need to say how happy He Liping was. "Whether I'm different or not, I'm still your person, Director Zheng," He Liping said, looking at Zheng the Bald Donkey with eyes like silk while fastening the buttons of her silk shirt. Her tone was tender, and her charming manner was extremely heart-stirring.

"If work isn't busy, come over a few more times. Don't forget about the matter of promoting you; maybe I'll need you to come over and 'cooperate' at any time." Zheng the Bald Donkey didn't state his little thoughts too directly, but when he said the word "cooperate," he deliberately emphasized his tone and a ghostly smile hung on his face.

He Liping, of course, understood the true meaning behind Zheng Tulu's words. After fastening the last button of her shirt, she tilted her head back, using both hands to toss and arrange her long hair while glancing at him sideways. In a soft, delicate tone, she said, "I know, I will definitely make time to come over often to cooperate with your work, Director Zheng." When she said the word "cooperate," she deliberately emphasized it and paused, singing along with him to make her stance clear.

"Liping, you are truly worthy of being my confidante. No one understands me, Zheng Liangyu, better than you, Liping," Zheng the Bald Donkey said with a ghostly smile, giving her white, tender, plump, and round buttocks a light pat.

He Liping looked at him charmingly, put on her cotton pleated skirt without a word, tidied up her appearance after their intimacy in front of the mirror, put on her bag, and turned back to the bedside to lean down, not forgetting to give Zheng the Bald Donkey a sweet kiss. She pecked him on the forehead and said, "Then I'm leaving now, Director Zheng."

"Go ahead," Zheng the Bald Donkey said with a smile. After watching He Liping go out, he fell back into the lingering charm of their bed-chamber joy just now...

After resting for a long while, Zheng the Bald Donkey also put on his clothes and went straight home. It wasn't late that day, and on the way back, Xia Jian suddenly called Zheng the Bald Donkey. Zheng the Bald Donkey answered the phone, confused, and asked, "Xiao Xia, why are you calling so late?"

"Director Zheng, it's me, Afang." The voice of Xia Jian's wife, Afang, came through the phone. It turned out she was using Xia Jian's phone to call Zheng the Bald Donkey, while Xia Jian sat on the side, listening to Afang talk on the phone with extreme dedication.

Zheng the Bald Donkey was stunned for a moment and asked with a chuckle, "Afang, why is it you? Where's Xiao Xia?"

Afang, who was more than four months pregnant and had a big belly, said in an extremely tender tone on the phone, "Director Zheng, why don't you want to talk to me?"

As Afang's pregnancy progressed and her belly grew larger, Zheng the Bald Donkey had temporarily lost interest in her and hadn't contacted her for the past month. Receiving Afang's call now, he didn't really want to deal with her, but wanting to maintain that relationship in the future, he chuckled and said, "How could I not want to talk to you? I'm driving on the road, it's not convenient to talk on the phone. Afang, if you have anything to say, just say it quickly."

Afang laughed coquettishly and asked, "Director Zheng, the two native chickens our Xia Jian brought you today, you should take them home and stew them to eat. They are very nourishing, especially for men. Our Xia Jian stewed soup and drank it for two days, and these past two days his energy has been so vigorous it's almost torturing me to death." ===== CHAPTER 1139 =====