Chapter 1309

Zheng Jie's concern made Comrade Xiao Zhao feel a bit unexpected, and he felt overjoyed in his heart. He thought it seemed that his impression in Zheng Jie's heart was quite good, and he still had some status. Comrade Xiao Zhao knew that women, especially women who were married and had children, the type of man they liked most was the kind of man who could be very open in various occasions, could create an atmosphere, and was a chauvinistic man who didn't lose his elegance. So, in order to leave a more masculine impression on Zheng Jie, Comrade Xiao Zhao appeared not to care at all and said, "It's okay, we've only had a few cups. If Brother Xia is drunk later, I'll send him and sister-in-law back, no problem."

Zhao Da saw that Comrade Xiao Zhao and Xia Jian were drinking happily, so he quietly touched Zheng Jie's arm and whispered, "Stop talking, let them drink. If you say anything else, he'll want to drink with me again."

When Zheng Jie heard her husband say this, she immediately compared him with Comrade Xiao Zhao in her heart. It was fine not to compare, but once she compared, she felt Zhao Da was particularly useless. He had no ability, no looks, and no money. Originally, she followed him because he had an iron rice bowl in the Provincial Construction Committee, a place with fat water. Who knew that he hadn't made a name for himself yet. Thinking of this, Zheng Jie felt a series of dissatisfaction with Zhao Da in her heart, and then glared at him with resentment, whispering, "Look at your useless appearance, you can't do anything!" This sentence "you can't do anything" had great lethality to Zhao Da. This all-encompassing sentence naturally made Zhao Da think that not only was he not good at drinking at the wine table, but more importantly, he was also not good at doing that thing in bed. Let alone how ashamed Zhao Da felt when he heard his wife say this about him.

Comrade Xiao Zhao pushed the cup and sent the wine with Xia Jian from time to time. A bottle of wine was soon seen at the bottom. Xia Jian's face became more and more rosy, and what he said became more and more outrageous. He was drunk, and he didn't even know where he was.

"Brother Xia, you shouldn't be drunk, right?" Comrade Xiao Zhao put down his glass and asked with a smile, actually trying to see if he was really drunk. If he was drunk, everything would be easy to handle.

Xia Jian leaned on the chair, panting, his face red, squinting his eyes. He looked very drunk, panting, waving his hands indiscriminately, and said, "No, not drunk."

Comrade Xiao Zhao said to everyone, "I think Brother Xia is drunk, right? Should we disperse?"

Zhao Da had been waiting for the end of the meal. Today, this table of food had already pained him to death. He was afraid that they would order more dishes, so he was the first to agree, saying, "Then let's disperse. I see Brother Xia has drunk too much. Xiao Zhao, if it's convenient for you, send Brother Xia and sister-in-law."

Comrade Xiao Zhao patted his chest and said, "Brother Zhao, don't worry, this matter is on me."

A-Fang saw this and said, "Then... then let's go." As she said this, she stood up while supporting the chair, one hand supporting her waist, and the other hand pulling Xia Jian. Seeing this, Comrade Xiao Zhao stood up very observantly and said, "Sister-in-law, don't move, you walk by yourself, I'll support Brother Xia." As he said this, he stepped forward to drag Xia Jian up from the chair and supported him to walk out.

Zheng Jie behind him hurriedly said, "Xiao Zhao, be careful."

Comrade Xiao Zhao looked back and smiled, "It's okay, I haven't drunk too much. Sister-in-law, you and Brother Zhao go back quickly too."

Zheng Jie's eyes flowed with autumn waves, looking at Comrade Xiao Zhao supporting Xia Jian out of the private room with some reluctance. The masculine beggar exuded from Comrade Xiao Zhao made her involuntarily compare her husband Zhao Da with him again. This comparison made her feel that her husband was too useless, and she couldn't help but inexplicably turn her head and glare at Zhao Da, losing her temper, and scolded, "Look at your bear appearance! Xiao Zhao and Brother Xia are both drinking, but you don't! No wonder you've been standing still for so many years!"

Facing his wife's reasonable accusations, Zhao Da was speechless, just smiling, "I can't drink."

Zheng Jie glared at him and said unhappily, "Go pay the bill, pay the bill and go home!"

Zhao Da hurriedly ran out to find the waiter to settle the bill. Zheng Jie took a sip of the tea that had already cooled down. In her mind, Comrade Xiao Zhao's handsome face appeared unknowingly, and Xia Jian's words echoed in her ears inexplicably: "Xiao Zhao's thing is as big as an ox whip." In her mind, she fantasized about the appearance of an ox whip and connected it with Comrade Xiao Zhao. Thinking that Comrade Xiao Zhao had such a big thing hanging in his crotch, Zheng Jie's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily...

Comrade Xiao Zhao supported Xia Jian out of the restaurant. A-Fang walked in front with her big belly and hailed a taxi. Comrade Xiao Zhao let her sit in the front, stuffed Xia Jian into the car, and followed him into the car.

On the way back, because there was an outsider, the taxi driver, they only exchanged glances and were embarrassed to say anything too explicit. There wasn't much talk on the way back, but they would show a knowing smile when they looked at each other.

On the way to send A-Fang and Xia Jian home, Comrade Xiao Zhao was thinking about what happened in the restaurant bathroom all the way. Thinking of A-Fang kneeling on the ground with her big belly and sucking him tirelessly, Comrade Xiao Zhao's lower body nerves couldn't help but react, and he started to get impatient.

Twenty minutes later, the taxi stopped at the entrance of the residential area. A-Fang got out of the car and helped Comrade Xiao Zhao open the door. He dragged the dead-drunk Xia Jian out of the car, supported him again, followed A-Fang, who was twisting her waist and swinging her hips, walked into the residential area, and entered the elevator. As soon as the elevator door closed, A-Fang looked at Comrade Xiao Zhao with charming eyes, stretched out her red tongue to lick her lips, and made a flirtatious look to seduce Comrade Xiao Zhao.

Comrade Xiao Zhao looked at the dead-drunk Xia Jian leaning on him and signaled A-Fang not to go too far. But A-Fang didn't seem worried at all. Not only did she continue to flirt with him, but she also reached out and touched Comrade Xiao Zhao's crotch. Feeling that the thing had a slight reaction, she looked at Comrade Xiao Zhao eagerly and whispered, "Have a reaction?"

"Nonsense, I've had it for a long time," Comrade Xiao Zhao whispered.