Chapter 1248: Playing Hard to Get

You want to refuse but welcome, so I'll play hard to get. So Zhao Desan sighed, said "sigh," and while standing up, said: "Since Sister He says I'm dreaming, then I'd better not think about it." As he spoke, he made a move to leave.

"What are you doing?" Seeing him about to leave, He Liping asked nervously.

Zhao Desan turned back and said: "Going home after work, why stay here."

"Can't you stay and chat with your Sister He?" He Liping said in a hurry. After all, she was a woman and was embarrassed to show her thoughts too actively.

"Oh," Zhao Desan looked surprised, as if he had guessed He Liping's thoughts, and then chuckled: "I'm afraid that when I see you so beautiful, Sister He, I won't be able to help but want that." After finishing, Zhao Desan stared tightly at He Liping's dark, bright, and crystal-clear eyes.

"You..." He Liping obviously didn't expect Zhao Desan to speak so bluntly.

"What? If I can't help but want to, will you agree, Sister He?" Zhao Desan looked at He Liping's eyes that wanted to refuse but welcomed, and immediately asked.

In fact, He Liping didn't disagree, but felt that this stinky kid Zhao Desan had too much personality and was too presumptuous in front of her, not taking her, the Deputy Director, seriously at all. It seems her original thoughts really couldn't stand. She wanted to establish dignity for herself, but also wanted her heart and body to be satisfied. It was really a bit difficult to handle. Thinking like this, she said ambiguously: "Whether I agree or not depends on whether you can make me happy."

Grandmother's, this is clearly agreeing! So Zhao Desan walked up unscrupulously, went directly behind her office chair, lay on her back, and while gently rubbing her fragrant shoulders, leaned into her white and tender ears and asked wickedly: "Sister He, how can I make you happy?"

The breath full of male scent fluttered gently on He Liping's ears with his breathing, and the feeling like an electric shock spread rapidly from her ears to her whole body, making her shiver involuntarily. She tilted her head, and her breathing began to become slightly rapid, saying: "That... that depends on your ability!"

"Sister He, although I am useless, I still have one strength. I believe it will definitely make you happy." Zhao Desan started a pressure-style conversation. His two hands slid slowly along her shoulders, slowly sliding onto the two tall and towering mountains, rubbing them gently. Although separated by several layers of clothes, the softness and elasticity still made people feel extremely excited. At the same time, Zhao Desan's mouth gently contained the flesh of He Liping's white and tender earlobes, sucking and licking gently, which immediately made her feel bursts of numbness. Bursts of electric shock-like feelings swept through her central nervous system, and her body softened involuntarily, leaning on the chair. With rapid breathing, the two big steamed buns seemed to become bigger, rising and falling, almost bursting the clothes on her chest, presenting a visual impact that was ready to come out...

He Liping didn't refuse either, rubbing her hot cheeks against his face from time to time. For a time, Zhao Desan could clearly feel that soft body leaning against his body slightly, and at the same time, a faint smell of a woman's unique body fragrance slowly melted into his nose. Zhao Desan liked this smell very much...

Just after finishing the deed in the office, Zhao Desan hadn't pulled up his pants yet when his phone, which he had taken out and placed on the coffee table, suddenly rang. Before he could turn around, He Liping, who was leaning on the sofa with messy clothes, snatched his phone from the coffee table first. Seeing "Minister Su" displayed on it, she immediately understood that it was a call from his cousin, and handed the phone over, saying: "Your cousin."

Zhao Desan was a bit confused. He hadn't stayed long after work, and he was just about to go back. Why did Sister Su call? While confused, he shushed He Liping, who was spitting like an orchid, took a deep breath, pressed the answer button, and fed it to the phone with a smile.

"Desan, when can you come back? I have something to ask you!" Su Qing's voice on the phone sounded extremely impolite, which made Zhao Desan a bit puzzled. He didn't know what had happened, so he asked stammeringly: "Sister Su, wh... what's wrong?"

"You come back first and then talk!" Su Qing's tone was extremely angry, and after finishing, she hung up the phone directly, leaving him no room to pursue the question.

Zhao Desan took the phone away from his ear in a daze, narrowed his eyes, and felt confused. What's wrong with Sister Su? Why is she suddenly so fierce to me? Thinking of the matter of being threatened by Zheng Tulu with those photos today, Zhao Desan felt that he was really unlucky. Originally, his mood was extremely bad. After having a good time with He Liping, it was slightly relieved. Now Su Qing called again for no reason and urged him to go back in an extremely angry tone.

"Your cousin has something to do with you?" He Liping leaned on the sofa with messy clothes, raised her red face, and looked at him charmingly.

"Hmm, I have something to do and have to go back early." Not knowing what Su Qing was calling about, Zhao Desan pulled up his pants, fastened his belt quickly, and was about to leave.

He Liping, who was still savoring the aftertaste on the sofa, rolled her eyes and said: "Heartless guy, you pull up your pants and leave after finishing! I won't do it for you next time!"

Zhao Desan turned back and chuckled, opened the door to look around, no one was there, so he quickly pulled the door shut and came out, quickening his pace downstairs. Coming out of the Construction Committee, because it was the peak hour after work at seven o'clock, he stood on the side of the road and hailed a taxi for nearly ten minutes, but didn't hail an empty car. Helplessly, Liu came to the bus station. It's better to come early than to come at the right time. Just after he came, the bus he was going to take arrived. But seeing the black crowd in the bus, Zhao Desan couldn't help but gasp. It was stuffed with people like planting rice seedlings. However, in order to save time, as soon as the bus stopped slowly and the door opened, he rushed up and threw in the coin, but couldn't get in no matter what. The driver said: "Get on from the back door!"

Zhao Desan could only get off from the front door and came to the opened back door. Just as he was about to squeeze up, the bus suddenly drove away, making him chase after the bus and shout. The bus, which had driven four or five meters away, suddenly braked sharply. Under the action of inertia, everyone lunged forward. Seeing the back door suddenly empty, he only heard the driver shout: "Get on from the back door quickly."

Zhao Desan was stunned for a moment and jumped up immediately.

After getting on the bus, Zhao Desan began to regret the decision to take the bus to save time. Perhaps he was used to taking taxis, and taking this kind of transportation during the peak hour after work, people inside were rubbing shoulders. As long as one person swayed, others would be squeezed and sway at the same frequency. Standing at the back door had a disadvantage, that is, someone wanted to get off from time to time, and he had to avoid it. There was no place, and he had to say sorry to others with a smile from time to time. Along the way, he didn't know how many times he said sorry. Just as Zhao Desan was about to reach the second-to-last stop, the bus just stopped, and he heard a beautiful girl who looked like a college student crying loudly inside: "My living expenses were stolen... woo woo woo..."

The originally noisy carriage suddenly became silent, and everyone began to look at each other, seeing who was the thief. Just then, a young man in black suddenly jumped off the bus from the back door. I don't know who shouted, "Thief, the thief ran away."

Seeing that the one who was stolen from was a beautiful female college student, Zhao Desan showed off his heroism again. Without even thinking, he rushed down directly. The young man in black, who was originally swaggering and looking at the things in the stolen wallet while walking, saw someone chasing from behind and ran away in fear.

"Stop! Don't run! Catch the thief! Catch the thief!" Zhao Desan chased while asking passersby for help, and the female college student who was stolen from also followed behind, holding her waist and shouting to catch the thief.

But in this indifferent society, not only did no passersby stand up to block the thief's way, but they took the initiative to clear the originally crowded road, letting the thief run smoothly. However, relying on the long-distance running endurance he practiced playing football in college, Zhao Desan chased for three streets. The thief finally couldn't run anymore, lay on the ground panting heavily, holding a woman's wallet in his hand, shaking and panting: "Give... give, return it to you... don't chase anymore..."