Chapter 1204

"Giggle..." A series of silver-bell-like laughs came from He Liping's mouth, leaving Zhao Desan completely baffled. Thinking he had fallen into a trap, he asked both nervously and confusedly, "Sister He, what... what are you laughing at?"

"Comrade Xiao Zhao." He Liping repeated the playful nickname Zhao Desan had used for himself and giggled, "Isn't that a eunuch?"

Zhao Desan had only used this nickname as a joke, but He Liping seized upon it to mock him. He was somewhat provoked. In his haste, he puffed out his chest and asked in a questioning tone, "Sister He, then tell me, am I a eunuch?"

"Yes." He Liping let out a silver-bell-like laugh, deliberately teasing him.

Provoked by her, Zhao Desan said in a flustered manner, "Alright, Sister He, you actually dare to call me a eunuch. Have you forgotten so quickly how I made you die and come back to life in the warehouse yesterday?"

"Did I? Why don't I know about it?" Seeing his flustered appearance, He Liping deliberately raised her eyebrows and looked at him with a wink.

Zhao Desan's only weakness was being told by a woman that he wasn't a man, and He Liping seemed to have grasped his Achilles' heel, deliberately and relentlessly provoking him. This ignited his masculine nature. Seeming to forget that this was He Liping's deputy director's office and a leader's office where someone could knock on the door at any time, he scoffed and said gloomily, "Alright, Sister He, since you say I'm a eunuch, it seems I must show you my masculine prowess." As he spoke, he shamelessly unzipped his fly, pulled out his proud giant root from his pants, lifted his chin, and asked with a triumphant scoff, "Sister He, look clearly, do you recognize this thing? I'm not just a man, I'm a big man!" He deliberately raised his voice when saying the word "big."

Because Old Zheng had gone out to handle business and there was no one next door, He Liping also became somewhat carried away. She wasn't afraid of his actions at all; instead, she deliberately asked with a teasing tone and a sneer, "What is that? A black lump, why does it look like dog shit?"

He Liping's deliberate provocation further ignited Zhao Desan's desire to show her his masculine charm. He put the big guy back into his pants, zipped up, and walked toward her with claws bared, smiling wickedly, "Sister He, since you are so heartless and refuse to admit I'm a man, then let me let you taste whether it's dog shit or not!"

Watching Zhao Desan rush toward her like a hungry wolf, He Liping was immediately frightened and panicked. She got up from her chair and dodged to the side. Zhao Desan chased after her, "Comrade Xiao Zhao, stop messing around, I admit you're a man, okay?" He Liping admitted her mistake while running in circles around the office.

"It's too late now, I must prove it on you personally, Sister He!" Zhao Desan threatened while chasing from behind. For a time, the two of them chased in circles in He Liping's office. In such a small space, it was easy for Zhao Desan to catch He Liping, but he felt it was quite fun, so he deliberately chased her in circles around the office. He Liping ran and screamed "Ah" in front, while he chased behind with claws bared and a wicked smile.

After chasing for three or four laps, He Liping began to slow down her pace, panting, hands on her hips, and begged for mercy, "Comrade Xiao Zhao, stop chasing, I can't... I can't run anymore. I admit defeat, I admit you're a man."

"Sister He, it's too late to admit it now, here I come." Zhao Desan smiled wickedly, walked up to He Liping, who was panting on the desk, grabbed her from behind, and pressed his lower body directly against her plump little buttocks.

"Comrade Xiao Zhao, let go quickly, don't be like this." He Liping still didn't dare to be too presumptuous in the office, turned her head, and said somewhat panicked.