Chapter 1448

Uh...

How does this stinky woman want to torture me again?

Zhao Desan had no bottom in his heart, but he still bent his knees and knelt down. There is gold under a man's knees; one kneels to heaven, earth, and parents. Kneeling to a woman who only has a physical and superior-subordinate relationship with him is too shameful!

"Giggle, my punishment for you is for you to be a horse for Sister He to ride, giggle..." After He Liping finished speaking, without waiting for Zhao Desan to react, she jumped onto Zhao Desan's back, patted Zhao Desan's butt with her little hand, and smiled charmingly: "Horse, horse, run fast... Giddyup..."

"Ride a foreign horse, hold a foreign knife, quack quack is help..."

Zhao Desan couldn't believe that He Liping, who was a deputy bureau-level cadre, could still have such a childlike side. It really surprised him. He Liping, riding on Zhao Desan's back, kept waving her jade hands. Every time she went up and down, Zhao Desan's butt had to suffer a devastation. In order to get closer to the woman Zheng Tulu trusted most, Zhao Desan could only endure it.

Although He Liping only weighed ninety-something pounds, after a long time, Zhao Desan couldn't hold on either. With a bitter face and heavy breathing, he said: "My Sister He, have you played enough? Please spare me." He was sweating profusely, panting, and almost collapsed on the ground.

"No way, you bullied your Sister He, and you can't stand it after carrying Sister He for a while? Crawl faster, giddyup!" He Liping said, raising her jade hand and slapping Zhao Desan's butt hard, continuing to whip the horse, her body shaking to urge Zhao Desan to speed up.

Zhao Desan had no choice. Who told this stinky woman to be his immediate superior, who would be in charge of the Chanba New District work in the future, and he had also taken advantage of her, so he could only grit his teeth and persist. Sweat drops fell down, but fortunately, He Liping touched his face from time to time, and the two swaying white steamed buns brushed over his head from time to time, making his heart ripple while he desperately supported for a while.

"Sister He, I... I can't do it anymore, I'm exhausted. If this continues, my waist will be broken by you."

"If it breaks, it breaks. At worst, Sister He will raise you as a little lover in the future."

Zhao Desan was dizzy, and with a "poof," he lay on the ground like a dead dog. He let He Liping's jade hands slap his butt frantically, and he refused to get up no matter what. After panting for a while, he joked: "If my waist breaks, it will ruin your lifelong happiness, Sister He."

He Liping asked curiously: "Why do you say it will ruin my lifelong happiness?"

Zhao Desan covered his head and said with a suppressed smile: "Sister He, you can't hit me after I say it."

"Let's see if your answer can satisfy me."

"This... don't you know that when men and women do that just now, men rely on waist strength..."

Before Zhao Desan could finish his words, He Liping gave an "ouch," reached out and grabbed Zhao Desan's ear, and said: "Good, you can never change your bad habits as a stinky pervert. I'll pinch, I'll pinch, I'll pinch, pinch, pinch..."

"Sister He, you said you wouldn't hit me." Zhao Desan screamed.

It seemed that just pinching his ears couldn't let He Liping play with Zhao Desan well. Her plump, perky butt rose and fell one after another, and she gave Zhao Desan's waist a few hard, fragrant butt-sits, and said angrily: "Let's see if you brat will still not put me in your eyes in the future, and be a pervert every time you are alone with me, hum!"

Zhao Desan now doubted, is this the gentle and quiet Director He who has a good influence in the eyes of everyone in the Construction Committee? This... this is simply a supreme big witch who specializes in torturing people.

"My good Sister He, really can't sit anymore, it's going to break." Zhao Desan was crying without tears, and he even hoped that Zheng Tulu could suddenly come to knock on the door.

Listening to Zhao Desan's miserable call, He Liping actually laughed, tapped Zhao Desan's head with her fingers like chanting scriptures, and giggled: "Break if it breaks, anyway, your Sister He doesn't lack a man like you."

Zhao Desan couldn't catch his breath and almost fainted. The stomach-churning effect of this woman's last sentence was definitely no less than a nuclear explosion!

After making enough trouble, He Liping got off his back and went back to sit in her boss chair. Zhao Desan was also almost broken in the waist by her riding, sitting on the sofa, panting long, and looking at He Liping with a bitter face.

Looking at Zhao Desan's helpless appearance, He Liping leaned on the chair and let out a string of silver bell-like laughter, saying: "Look at your cowardly appearance."

Zhao Desan held his waist with one hand and said helplessly: "Sister He, you are still laughing, you almost broke my waist!"

"It's not broken yet, is it?" He Liping laughed.

"The most poisonous is a woman's heart!" Zhao Desan muttered in a low voice.

Seeing him muttering something, He Liping immediately asked: "What are you muttering, you brat?"

"No... nothing." Zhao Desan said with a grin, and after finishing the business and venting his desire, he looked at the time and saw that it had been more than an hour since work started. If he didn't go to the office and was discovered by Lan Mei, he would be questioned again, so he continued: "Sister He, you've ridden the horse, if there's nothing else, I'll go down."

"Alright, then I won't delay you, Deputy Division Chief Liu, from going to work. Go down." He Liping said in a joking tone.

So Zhao Desan gave her a mischievous smile, got up, and walked toward the door. Just as he opened the door, He Liping suddenly seemed to remember something and called him again. Zhao Desan turned his head and asked puzzledly: "Sister He, any other orders?"