Chapter 1481: Dog Man and Woman

In the blink of an eye, more than half of the second bottle was gone, and the scene on the table had undergone a earth-shaking change. He was leaning on the sofa, having left the dining table, while the old man had already pulled Jia Wanli into his arms and was messing around. Jia Wanli, seeing that she couldn't control the loss of composure before her, hurriedly pushed away the old man's entanglement and ran to the kitchen to hide. The old man might have been a bit drunk, but he was relentless, chasing her all the way into the kitchen, and again pulled Jia Wanli into his arms, messing around. Jia Wanli twisted her body and struggled constantly, keeping on persuading him: "Director, I think you're drunk. Don't mess around here, okay? Do you want our relationship to end here?"

"End here?" The old man laughed 'haha', brought his big mouth, which carried a thick smell of alcohol, to Jia Wanli's ear, and said wickedly: "I think it's just starting!"

"Director, what exactly do you want to do?" Jia Wanli was truly getting anxious. She pushed the old man aside, but didn't expect to use too much force, resulting in the old man being pushed to the ground...

"Clang... crash" The huge noise in the kitchen woke up her husband, who was dazed on the sofa. He stumbled to the kitchen door, saw the old man on the ground, and immediately said to Jia Wanli: "What's wrong with him? Is he drunk?"

Jia Wanli also went down the slope, hurriedly waved to her husband, and said: "Yes, the director is drunk. What are you still standing there for? Why don't you help him to the sofa to rest for a while."

Her husband stumbled and helped the old man up. With Jia Wanli's help, they finally helped this fat pig to the sofa. He was already exhausted, his legs weak and panting.

The old man wasn't actually as drunk as he thought, but he felt that the suggestion of being drunk was quite good, so he went down the slope, pretending to be drunk, and lay on the sofa.

Jia Wanli's husband wasn't pretending; he was indeed a bit drunk. After arranging the old man, he sat on the chair next to him, panting, and said: "Wanli, hurry and brew another cup of tea for the director so he can sober up."

The fat pig lying on the sofa heard this, waved his hand, and mumbled: "Don't... don't yet. My head hurts badly. Can you let Little Jia massage my head first?"

Jia Wanli's husband heard the old man's request in his daze and couldn't help but raise his eyelids and look at Jia Wanli. At this moment, Jia Wanli happened to cast her gaze at him too. The two gazes met; one was an inquiring look, and the other was a look of extreme aversion. The two held for a while, but he compromised, saying weakly: "Wanli, just give the director a massage!"

Having received her husband's permission, Jia Wanli shook her head helplessly, stepped forward, moved the old man's body toward the inside of the sofa, sat beside him, and began to massage his head. However, the old man didn't have a headache; he just wanted to be intimate with Jia Wanli in front of her husband. This kind of stimulation was the first time among all the women he had been with, and it truly gave him an unbearable impulse in his heart...

Jia Wanli's two pink, tender little hands kept kneading on the old man's head, while the old man's magic hands drilled into Jia Wanli's close-fitting clothes from the side, constantly caressing that delicate skin. Bursts of numbness attacked Jia Wanli's brain. She had to pretend that the massage for the old man required more force and kept twisting her body, also wanting to avoid the old man's hot hands that carried electricity. However, the more she wanted to avoid, the less she could avoid, and an invisible 'class flower' arose in her heart. All of this had already been seen by her husband, who was drunk as mud, on the side...

Although he was already drunk as mud, his mind was still a little clear. The lewd behavior of the dog man and woman before his eyes made him almost explode. But after all, his weakness was held in the hands of this big fat pig. If he made a scene, not only would his rice bowl be lost, but he wouldn't even be able to be a person. So, he suppressed the anger in his heart, pretended to want to vomit, and dived into the bathroom.

'Haha' The old man was overjoyed. All his reactions hadn't escaped his eyes. He wanted to try to make him admit his actions, make him accept his violation of his new wife bit by bit. He wanted to make this disgraceful relationship between him and Jia Wanli barely exposed in front of her husband, so that Jia Wanli would become his lover through and through.

The old man understood that he had intentionally hidden in the bathroom, so he carried out the invasion against Jia Wanli even more boldly. Although Jia Wanli resisted extremely, she was helpless and afraid that too much noise would be heard by her husband in the bathroom, so she could only endure the old man messing around...

The old man's messing around had a purpose. He teased Jia Wanli's excitement point bit by bit, peeling away Jia Wanli's only bit of shyness layer by layer. Before long, Jia Wanli couldn't help but 'hum' from her nose. The sound was like a wild cat in heat, sounding very muffled, but very provocative.

The old man's excitement was beyond words. This was simply too stimulating, too conquering. Jia Wanli's passion forced him to produce an unbearable reaction. He climbed up regardless of everything, pushed Jia Wanli on the sofa, and carried out 'on-the-spot execution'...

All of this on the sofa didn't escape the eyes of the other man in the bathroom. When he saw his new wife being 'executed on the spot' on the sofa by the Municipal Construction Committee director through the crack in the bathroom door, he actually had a pleasant feeling. Below, he unexpectedly hardened, and his whole body felt like he had smoked marijuana, comfortable beyond comfort...

Damn, it seems it's not that my wife should be 'mounted' by this big fat pig, but that I should be 'mounted' by the old man! He couldn't help but secretly curse himself, but the feeling of secretly watching his wife being 'mounted' by someone else made him unable to help but bring his eyes to the crack in the bathroom door again...

At this time, although Jia Wanli was still pushing and shoving, the established situation was difficult to change. One 'mm-ah' after another showed the stimulating psychology in her heart under these very conditions. Just at the moment the old man let out a muffled groan, Jia Wanli's husband seemed to have 'run away' as well, and it was unstoppable...

That night, the old man really stayed in their newlywed nest and didn't leave, and he held Jia Wanli until dawn before letting her return to her husband's side.

"Oh... ah!" Jia Wanli recounted to this point and suddenly started 'humming' repeatedly. It turned out that during her recounting, Zhao Desan had already 'executed' her on the spot again... Following her charming cries, Zhao Desan surged powerfully and violently, saying: "The old man is truly talented. I really admire the IQ and courage of these big leaders!"

"Pfft!" Jia Wanli spat at him with disdain and murmured: "You... you just don't learn anything good!"

"Was it from that time on that the old man became a regular guest in your home?" Zhao Desan asked while 'entertaining' her.

"Ah... yes. This old man is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He grasped my husband's cowardice and hypocrisy, step by step making the relationship between the two of us clear in front of him. Later, at home, it was almost as if I and he were husband and wife, while my husband was like an outsider."

"Perhaps the old man really likes you and did this for you!" Zhao Desan had already realized the inseparable, sticky state between her and the old man from Jia Wanli's recounting. So, he began to be careful not to let himself say anything out of line, so as not to have these words passed to her cousin He Liping by this woman.

"Maybe so, but regardless, he is using me, just coveting my youth and beauty. I know this very well in my heart." Jia Wanli said with an extremely enjoyable expression.

"Then... then haven't you thought about... thought about leaving him?" Zhao Desan tried to make his words as vague as possible.

"Who? The old man or my husband?" Sure enough, Jia Wanli didn't understand his meaning.

"Hehe, think of whichever one you want!" Zhao Desan really felt like he could sit in the lap of a woman without being moved.

"You little thing! You're really something." Jia Wanli flipped over onto Zhao Desan.

After fully grasping the initiative, she teased Zhao Desan while asking: "Tell me, which one? If you don't tell me the truth today, I won't come down..."

After the second round of 'clouds and rain' to their heart's content, the two hugged each other tightly and slept until dawn. Zhao Desan

only truly understood Jia Wanli's charm after the second deep contact. She wasn't just a simple, beautiful woman, but a woman who could satisfy a man extremely well. Ordinary men wouldn't be willing to let go of such a woman. And as her cousin, why would He Liping arrange her to be by his side? This confusing entanglement wrapped around Zhao Desan again...

Jia Wanli, of course, wanted to gain Zhao Desan's favor. Although she had made up her mind not to report this matter to He Liping when she returned, she also didn't tell him the real purpose of her being arranged to come and study and inspect with him.

This half-month of study and inspection was unforgettable for Zhao Desan. Not only did he receive the warm hospitality of the Liangjiang New Area Construction Committee, but Jia Wanli's lingering charm almost made Zhao Desan empty all the bullets in his body, and he almost became impotent in the end.