Chapter 1344: Don't want to admit it?

Seeing that He Liping didn't want to admit it, Zhao Desan didn't dwell on this topic anymore. He sized up He Liping casually and found that perhaps because she was still nervous because of the words he said, her breathing was slightly fluctuating, causing the two round, full big white rabbits to rise and fall, bulging, as if they were about to burst the buttons of the white striped shirt, which had an extremely strong visual impact. Although he hadn't been intimate with He Liping many times, her figure, which had been artificially sculpted, was the most perfect one Zhao Desan had ever touched, although it couldn't be said to be very perfect. Just in terms of breasts, they were firm, round, and at the age of thirty-five, they still felt exceptionally good when touched, as if they were completely unaffected by age and gravity, standing straight and tall in the shape of a papaya, and under the wrapping of clothes, the chest shape was really perfect, making any man who saw it feel moved.

The snow-white shirt was open by two buttons, revealing a piece of snow-white, flawless skin. At the place where the shirt crossed, a little lace edge of the black bra with lace edges was revealed. Added to the fact that He Liping was leaning on the chair, her chest appeared more prominent. Looking at such provocative good things, Zhao Desan's thoughts were once again pulled back to the scene in the warehouse where he forced her to have sex on the day He Liping took office.

Just as Zhao Desan was lost in thought, He Liping discovered that this guy's eyes were staring dead at her chest, seemingly noticing that he had fallen into reverie with bad intentions again. So she said sternly: "Alright, Comrade Xiao Zhao, let's not talk about those useless things, let's get down to business."

Zhao Desan suddenly came back to his senses, completely fooled by He Liping, not knowing where the southeast and northwest were. Now that she was getting down to business, did the things they talked about just now not count as business? It seems that this middle-aged woman is worthy of having mixed with that old fox Zheng Tulu in the officialdom for more than ten years. She still had two tricks, setting up a maze, making him really not know which sentence was the theme and which sentence was mentioned casually. For a moment, he looked at her in a daze, not knowing what to say.

"You young man, aren't you usually eloquent? Why did you suddenly not know how to speak in front of Sister He?" He Liping raised her eyebrows at him, not giving him any chance to breathe.

"My Sister He Liping, what do you want me to say? I don't even know what you called me here to do. I'm really a bit confused... Sister He, if you have anything, just say it directly." Zhao Desan was also stirred up by He Liping, and in a fit of anger, he pulled a long face and said angrily.

He Liping saw that Zhao Desan appeared a bit impatient, looked at him with a pair of beautiful eyes, and asked: "Why? Are you unwilling to chat with Sister He for a while more?"

"How could I be unwilling." Zhao Desan chuckled, restrained his smile, and then asked solemnly: "Sister He, what is it that you want to instruct me to do? Just say it directly, I will do my best."

"There's nothing, just want to ask, is there any pressure working in the Planning Section recently? Your Section Chief Lan asked Old Zheng for instructions, saying she wanted to transfer someone to the Planning Section to replace the work left by Zheng Ru, but recently there are many things in the unit, and it happens to be in the limelight, so transferring people is a bit unrealistic." He Liping brought the topic back to the work of the Planning Section.

"One more person isn't much, one less person isn't much." Zhao Desan said ambiguously. In fact, he would rather do more work, and from the bottom of his heart, he didn't want Zheng Jie to come to the Planning Section and be inseparable from Zhao Da day and night.

He Liping let out an "Oh," and seeing Zhao Desan's gaze still fixed on her, she felt a bit uneasy for a moment. She shifted her butt, changed a posture, looked at him with ambiguous eyes, and asked: "Why do you always look at your Sister He like this? It's not like we don't know each other."

"Who told Sister He to be so good-looking." Zhao Desan said with a chuckle, gathered his courage, walked directly to her side, leaned on her shoulder from behind, and whispered: "Is there anything else Sister He wants me to do?"

Zhao Desan's breathing air gently puffed on He Liping's fair ears, immediately making her feel itchy, her body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and even her breathing became unnatural. She gasped slightly and said: "You bad guy, don't you want to let even your Sister He go?" He Liping's mind also couldn't help but recall the scene of doing that thing with Zhao Desan. Thinking of the scene of them having sex, her heartbeat started to accelerate, her little heart thumping like a deer, even if Zhao Desan's hand had slid down along her shoulder, she didn't seem to notice it, and there was an indescribable excitement in her heart. She really wanted to get up and hug Zhao Desan, but hindered by her status and position, He Liping told herself she couldn't do that, just sat on the chair with feigned composure, letting Zhao Desan lean on her shoulder. When his hand walked to the pair of firm twin peaks, He Liping grabbed his hand and shook her head, saying: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, no!"

"No what no, Sister He, I missed you to death." Zhao Desan didn't care at all, continued to exert force and put his hand on her twin peaks, although his wrist was grabbed by her, he still easily grasped the two mounds and kneaded them gently. This sensitive part was pinched lightly, and immediately made He Liping feel flustered in her heart, and couldn't help but let out an "Uh" gasp, while still saying: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, let go, don't be presumptuous to me."

Pretending to be noble, I'm not doing you for the first time! Zhao Desan thought, knowing that He Liping was just maintaining the dignity of her status and position, her heart perhaps had already ignited a fire. Looking at the gradually flushed ear roots and face, he knew she must be extremely eager too.