Chapter 1350

This blow landed squarely on Zhao Desan's hand bone, causing him to instantly retract his hand with a "whoosh." While calling out "Ouch," he frowned and glared at He Liping, saying, "What are you doing!"

"That's for being grabby!" He Liping glared at him relentlessly.

Zhao Desan frowned and rolled his eyes at He Liping. He raised his hand to look at the back of it; it had been hit by her fountain pen, leaving a red mark. He rubbed the back of his hand gently and said irritably, "You hit way too hard!" At the same time, he said in his heart, "Damn it, if you don't let me do you today, I'll definitely do you!"

"Who told you to be so rude? Do you still have me, this deputy director, in your eyes!" He Liping said relentlessly. Although her relationship with Zhao Desan was already unclear, firstly, they were in the office, and He Liping felt that whether they did that or not was up to her. Secondly, Zhao Desan made her so uncomfortable yesterday, and she wanted to make him uncomfortable today.

"Yo, Sister He, you're scaring me!" Zhao Desan rolled his eyes at her irritably, continuing to rub his hand, which was aching from her hit. It looked like that fountain pen strike was indeed not light.

"You brat, you still dare to roll your eyes at me!" He Liping widened her eyes and scolded.

"Dragon Claw Hand, take this!" Zhao Desan suddenly took advantage of He Liping's lack of attention and, with lightning speed, reached out and grabbed one of her tall, high, seven-foot breasts, then jumped back two steps, winking and looking triumphantly at the flustered He Liping.

Because He Liping's breasts contained synthetic materials, Zhao Desan's grab was quite forceful, causing a piercing pain in her breast. At the same time, seeing Zhao Desan's winking, lecherous look, she felt both angry and amused. She looked at him, laughing and crying, pointed at him, and scolded, "You brat, taking advantage of someone!"

"I am taking advantage of someone," Zhao Desan said triumphantly, chin held high, enjoying teasing He Liping.

"Ouch!" This time it was He Liping's turn to cry out in pain. While crying out, she gently rubbed her plump seven-foot breast, stood up, pointed at Zhao Desan, and said, "You brat, you pinched me to death, you stand still!" As she spoke, she pushed aside her chair and rushed over.

Seeing this, Zhao Desan ran to dodge her pursuit. In the small office, Zhao Desan deliberately waited until she was about to catch him before dodging, making the furious He Liping miss. Zhao Desan had played this chasing game once before and found it quite interesting, so he teased He Liping into chasing him. After a few rounds, He Liping stood with her hands on her hips, panting, unable to chase anymore.

Seeing He Liping had no strength left to chase, Zhao Desan stopped, turned around, walked up, and pulled He Liping into his arms, pressing his mouth deeply onto her cherry lips that were panting for air. He Liping twisted her head, unwilling to kiss him, pushing him with all her might, but because she had just chased him for a round, He Liping had no strength in her hands. She just made a mess of things, making it difficult for Zhao Desan, so he grabbed her wrists and twisted them hard. He Liping's body was involuntarily twisted backward, and while she shouted, "Brat, let me go, let go!" she used her other hand to scratch wildly at the hand he was using to hold her wrists. This scene was so similar to the one in the warehouse, so Zhao Desan used the method from that day. For this woman, only by using force could she be made to submit. So he grabbed her other hand, using one hand to lock both her hands behind her back, making her unable to resist, and then freed one hand to touch her breasts through her clothes without any obstruction, leaning his mouth to her ear and smiling wickedly, "Sister He, you're resisting? The more you resist, the more I'll make you feel good!" As he spoke, he used his mouth to contain her earlobe, which was slightly red from agitation.

"You little rabbit, how dare you treat me like this! Let me go!" If Zhao Desan had treated her well, He Liping wouldn't have been unwilling to do this with him, but at this moment, she was being twisted by the wrists by Zhao Desan, and being humiliated like this while unable to resist made He Liping, as a deputy director, feel very embarrassed, and her attitude toward Zhao Desan became very fierce.

Damn it! Daring to call me a little rabbit! I'll let you see whether I'm a little rabbit or a big rabbit! Zhao Desan thought to himself, not moved at all by her scolding. He pushed her toward the office desk, almost making her lie on it. The violent, alternative stimulation had already ignited Zhao Desan's male desire, making his giant stand tall and ready to move. He pressed his lower body against her round buttocks, one hand locking her two arms, and the other hand reaching to the front to unbutton her shirt one by one.

"You little rabbit! Bastard! Let me go! You're hurting my wrists! Let me go!" Completely under Zhao Desan's control, He Liping couldn't resist at all, just struggling and twisting her body, while still scolding relentlessly. Perhaps because she felt humiliated and played with by Zhao Desan in this way, she was a bit angry and ashamed, looking very furious. Due to the twisting of her body during the struggle, her plump, round buttocks rubbed against Zhao Desan's lower body, further stimulating his male prowess, making him feel his blood surging, and the big thing in his pants felt like it was about to break through the clouds.

"Sister He, am I a big rabbit or a little rabbit? Huh!" Zhao Desan smiled wickedly, having completely unbuttoned her shirt, leaving He Liping's clothes looking very messy, while simultaneously rubbing tightly against her buttocks with his hard crotch.

Seeing her shirt had been unbuttoned by this guy, although a bra covered those two large, round meat balls, because the meat balls were too big, more than half were almost unable to be covered and were exposed. Being stripped to such a disheveled state, He Liping felt incredibly ashamed. Knowing that resistance was useless, she still blushed and scolded relentlessly, "You little bastard! Let me go!"

Bastard your mother! He Liping, in her urgency, scolded Zhao Desan as a bastard. When Zhao Desan's father passed away, he told him he was adopted, so whenever Zhao Desan thought of this, an inexplicable fire surged from his dantian. He reached out to grope for the button of her pants, skillfully unbuttoned them, pulled hard, and along with her lace-trimmed panties, pulled her pants down to her knees.

Seeing she had been stripped to such a disheveled state, He Liping knew she was definitely going to be played with comfortably by this guy today. For the sake of her face as a deputy director, He Liping still used a threatening tone, "You rabbit, if you don't let go, I'm going to call for help!" As she spoke, she shouted, "Old Zheng, come save me!"

He Liping's bones seemed to have softened at this moment, and she lay on the table, panting slightly without moving. After resting for a long time, she struggled to climb up, pulled up her pants, returned to her seat, and sat down. Blushing, she buttoned her shirt while looking at the lingering Zhao Desan, rolled her eyes at him, and said shyly, "You got your way, are you comfortable?"

"Isn't Sister He feeling good? I'm afraid Sister He is feeling much better than I am. I only lasted that one or two seconds, but I feel Sister He lost it more than once, right?" Zhao Desan said, smoking and smiling wickedly.

"Pervert!" He Liping rolled her eyes at him with satisfaction. But honestly, although this guy Zhao Desan was sometimes very annoying, his male ability in matters between men and women was not ordinary. In just over ten minutes, He Liping lost it three times. The feeling of being in the clouds was so comfortable that just thinking about it made her feel the lingering charm. ===== CHAPTER 1351 =====