Chapter 1514: Suffering

"A what, tell me quickly?" Zhao Desan asked anxiously.

"Sigh!" Jia Wanli sighed heavily again, and then said helplessly: "Xiao Zhao, I'll tell you about this when I have time later. You must look at my work plan carefully now. If there is anything inappropriate, you must see it clearly, otherwise you will be in trouble later." Jia Wanli also wanted to hint at something to Zhao Desan, but He Liping asked her to keep a close eye on Zhao Desan, saying that if she performed well, she might be promoted later, so Jia Wanli's mentality was very contradictory now.

Zhao Desan thought it was also true. Besides, Jia Wanli could say so, it must be that there were words in the words. So he didn't pester Jia Wanli anymore. After putting down the phone, he looked at the work plan seriously. But no matter how he wanted to concentrate, he couldn't concentrate. Whenever he saw some content in those work arrangements that were allocated to Jia Wanli, Jia Wanli's playful figure would appear before his eyes. I don't know why, when Zhao Desan saw her at the airport for the first time, he seemed to be enchanted and was destined to be unable to extricate himself.

In the confusion, Zhao Desan seemed to see Jia Wanli's suffering appearance. He vaguely saw that it seemed to be in Jia Wanli's home, a large Simmons bed, Jia Wanli was lying flat on it naked, and beside her was her husband Meng Feng with an evil face, grinning and fiddling with something. The more Zhao Desan wanted to see clearly, the less he could see what he was doing...

Just at this time, Zhao Desan seemed to vaguely hear Jia Wanli's unbearable voice. The voice was lingering and sad, with a kind of thought-provoking idea. Zhao Desan looked carefully again, and there was something more in Meng Feng's hand. This thing was like a child's toy...

Jia Wanli on the Simmons bed seemed to be unable to bear Meng Feng's tossing. He couldn't help but reach out, grab the fat man's hair tightly, pull it back hard, and at the same time, he kept shouting: "You useless thing, torturing me like this, I won't spare you..."

"Deputy Director Liu, Deputy Director Liu, what's wrong with you?" A burst of urgent shouting woke Zhao Desan, who was still pulling hard, from his dream.

Zhao Desan was stunned for a moment, vaguely seeing a small secretary in the office standing in front of him. That nervous expression also surprised Zhao Desan. He looked at the small secretary and asked: "What's wrong?"

"No, nothing, m-maybe you had a nightmare!" The small secretary said stutteringly.

Zhao Desan realized that he had fallen asleep just now. To say it, could he not fall asleep? The kind of strong tossing with Zheng Jie under the effect of aphrodisiac last night, who could stand it! If it weren't for his youth and strong body, he would have died of exhaustion.

Zhao Desan touched his head, smiled embarrassedly, and asked: "Did I talk in my sleep?"

"Mm, not only did you say it, but it was also like punching and kicking." The small secretary said while nodding.

"Oh, is that so? Then what did I say?" Zhao Desan quickly chased and asked. He was really afraid that he would say any secrets in his dream. ===== CHAPTER 1515 =====