Chapter 1493
Zhao Desan was still laughing non-stop. He knelt on the bed, covering his stomach with one hand and pointing at Zheng Jie with the other, saying, "Sister-in-law, you have quite an imagination..." Looking at Zheng Jie's blank expression, Zhao Desan reached out his hands, pulled her into his arms, and said with incomparable tenderness, "Don't say I didn't think that way; even if you wanted to find someone else to do that, I wouldn't agree!"
"Then what exactly do you mean? If I'm not doing that, why make me dress so beautifully?" Zheng Jie felt there was more to Zhao Desan's words, so she asked to get to the bottom of it.
"Haha..." Zhao Desan burst into another wild laugh, then pinched Zheng Jie's nose and said, "Does a woman dressing beautifully only mean she's doing that?"
"Go to hell, you're at it again, you have no seriousness!" Zheng Jie tried to push Zhao Desan away again, but not only did she fail to push him away, on the contrary, she was pressed even tighter under Zhao Desan.
The renewed intimate contact made Zheng Jie clearly feel that Zhao Desan had started to change again. She glanced at him with a blushing face, then unnaturally spread her legs, pinched his back lightly, and muttered, "Just come in, come in and you can tell the truth!"
Zhao Desan was also ignited by Zheng Jie's unexpected idea, and his male vigor was aroused. He smiled wickedly, catered to her wishes, and easily entered that moist, warm, sweet, and secluded valley...
Zhao Desan was, after all, young and full of vigor, his energy recovered extremely quickly, and his seasoned experience was also a clear characteristic of his. After mounting his horse with his spear held high, he immediately threw himself heart and soul into the intense battle, tinkering with all his might, 'One, two, three, fast, fast, slow...'
As a mature married woman, Zheng Jie's experience was not weak either. She knew that if they kept tinkering like this tonight, not only would Zhao Desan's serious business not get done, but his body wouldn't be able to take it either. After all, through the three soul-stirring unions tonight, she already had deep feelings for this kid. She wanted a long-lasting relationship, not just a one-night stand.
Thinking of this, she gently stroked the back of Zhao Desan, who was still fighting hard, and said with incomparable tenderness, "Rui, shall sister-in-law give you some fresh stimulation!"
Zhao Desan was stunned for a moment. It was the first time he had heard Zheng Jie call him 'Rui'; the name was quite fresh. Furthermore, she proposed to give him something fresh, which made him feel unbearably excited. So, he stopped the work at his waist and asked with wide eyes, "How about it, does sister-in-law have any other unique skills?"
"Giggle... giggle..." Zheng Jie laughed happily. She covered her mouth with one hand and shook her head repeatedly with the other, saying, "What unique skills? I just had a sudden thought. Isn't it good to try this feeling?"
"What feeling?" Zhao Desan asked immediately.
"It's... it's letting me take the steering wheel, and then we two can chat while doing big things in a simple and profound way. What do you think?" Zheng Jie turned her head to the side in embarrassment and muttered.
"Good, this is truly a very creative way to be simple and profound!" Zhao Desan didn't wait for Zheng Jie to hesitate any longer. While speaking, he swapped their positions and handed the initiative to Zheng Jie.
After Zheng Jie gained the initiative, she first gave Zhao Desan a few sweet moments, then slowed down the whole rhythm, and said with a smile, "Alright, now you can talk about your serious business."
Zhao Desan had just felt the pleasure, and before he could savor it, Zheng Jie slowed down, which made him feel very uncomfortable. So, he took the initiative to thrust upward, but Zheng Jie was prepared and cleverly dodged his little trick. Zhao Desan truly had no other choice, so he had to say resentfully, "Sister-in-law is still the best; this steering wheel is controlled with such ease." The subtext of his words was that Zheng Jie was very experienced in this area.
Zheng Jie gave him a white look and said, pretending to be angry, "If you talk nonsense again, I won't do it for you."
"Don't, don't, don't, my good sister-in-law, I'll listen to you. Let's chat while we do it." Zhao Desan quickly hugged Zheng Jie's slender waist, as if afraid she would really run away.
Zheng Jie laughed "giggle" twice more, moved Zhao Desan's two hands from her waist to her chest, and said, "Tell me, you asked me to dress beautifully, what exactly do you want to do?"
Zhao Desan, while enjoying the joy brought by the beautiful mature woman, calculated and revealed his true purpose...
Amidst waves of pleasure, Zhao Desan revealed his motivation bit by bit. He narrowed his eyes, shook his head lightly, and said, "Sister-in-law, it's like this: starting tomorrow, dress a bit more glamorously and showily, and go to our director's office in the afternoon..."
"What am I going there for? I don't even know him!" Zheng Jie didn't wait for Zhao Desan to finish speaking and rushed to say, while sitting down hard.
"Ouch... so comfortable..." Zhao Desan's wicked expression made Zheng Jie laugh 'giggle' again. Then Zhao Desan continued, "Tell me, I know you don't know our director, sister-in-law, and you don't need to see him. Just go to his office every day recently, that's all."
"What are you doing? Am I having a nervous breakdown, and... and I have to dress glamorously to go?" Zheng Jie seemed even more confused.
"You don't need to worry about these things, just do as I say. Once you run into the director, just say you went to the wrong door
and that's it. Don't say anything else to him, I'll handle the rest." Zhao Desan instructed Zheng Jie to do as he meant, while also feeling a bit worried. If Zheng Tulu, that old guy, really deepened his impression of Zheng Jie, it was very possible that his beauty would be snatched away by him. He did this to make Zheng Tulu deepen his impression of Zheng Jie, so that it would be convenient for him to come forward and find Zheng Tulu to plead for her.
"But... but I'm really not suited for that kind of glamorous dressing. I've never done that before. Besides, I don't even know where the director's office is!" Zheng Jie was still a bit scared, but knowing that Zhao Desan did this for her own good, she couldn't firmly refuse him again.
"Ouch..." This time it was Zheng Jie's turn to cry out. It turned out that Zhao Desan had consciously caught her off guard from below. Looking at Zheng Jie's charming and moving expression, he felt very comfortable inside, so he followed up and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't know, I'm here. I can tell you, sister-in-law."
"You're just bad, full of bad water. Alright, I'll do as you say." Zheng Jie had no choice but to reluctantly agree. Then she launched a retaliatory big counterattack, giving Zhao Desan a deep return blow...
"Shh..." This time, Zhao Desan didn't cry out with a tense body as Zheng Jie had imagined, but showed an appearance of great enjoyment. It turned out that Zhao Desan was prepared this time, knowing she would have such a move.
"Haha," Zhao Desan was triumphant. He patted Zheng Jie's butt and said with a wicked smile, "Come on, come again!"
"If you want more, then more..." Zheng Jie followed Zhao Desan's lead and let herself release a little bit...
After a burst of thunder and lightning, they returned to the wandering roam. Both of them were panting and looking at each other, as if whoever lost focus would be given a 'down-horse' power by the other.
"Oh, right, there's one more thing, sister-in-law. Every time you go to Director Zheng's office, try to go around two or three o'clock after lunch. At that time, the deputy director is usually also inside discussing things, you know?" The reason Zhao Desan instructed this was because he had roughly grasped the time period when He Liping and Zheng Tulu did that thing, and wanted to see if Zheng Jie could catch them on the spot. When the time came for him to find Zheng Tulu to talk about Zheng Jie's transfer, he should also consider it at his discretion out of the secret not being publicized. Zhao Desan was now very accustomed to chatting during this passion, and it seemed that such chatting could make his brain clearer and more agile.
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