Chapter 1603: Moved by True Feelings

Passing the second floor, Zhao Desan suddenly thought of meeting Zheng Jie on the way up, so he stopped his steps, wanting to go to the Planning Division to find her. But then he thought again, it wouldn't be good to just go find her like that. So, he started walking downstairs again, took out his phone, and sent a message to Zheng Jie, telling her not to leave after work in the afternoon and to come to his office to find him after the office building had mostly cleared out.

Soon, Zheng Jie replied with a message, just a short 'En'.

After returning to the office, Jia Wanli hurriedly asked, "What did the Director want with you? It wouldn't be that the consultation you gave me earlier was live-streamed, would it?" In her anxiety, Jia Wanli also learned from Zhao Desan and used 'consultation' to replace the act they had done together.

"Wanli, did you tell Deputy Director He anything?" Although Zhao Desan wasn't very angry, he deliberately feigned anger, stared at her, and asked a question unrelated to her inquiry.

Because Jia Wanli had a guilty conscience, being asked like that by Zhao Desan, she immediately appeared a bit flustered, smiled awkwardly, and played dumb, saying, "No... I didn't say anything." After saying this, she even feigned surprise and asked Zhao Desan in return, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

Damn it! Still playing the fool in front of me! Zhao Desan cursed inwardly, then gave a light 'humph' and said coldly, "Then I'm curious, how come Director Zheng and Deputy Director He have such a clear grasp of my every move, even knowing things I didn't tell you?" As he said this, he turned his head and looked at her with a strange gaze, pressing, "Did you tell them about me modifying the planning blueprint?"

"I... I didn't..." Jia Wanli immediately appeared terrified, turned her head to feign work, and dared not meet Zhao Desan's coercive gaze.

"If you didn't, then it must be a ghost!" Seeing that Jia Wanli had already shown her fox's tail, Zhao Desan increased his tone and pressed step by step.

Jia Wanli glanced at Zhao Desan from the corner of her eye and saw that his face was tense and he looked very angry. Perhaps it was because of a guilty conscience and feeling very uneasy, after a while, feeling truly restless, she bit the bullet, turned her face, admitted to Zhao Desan that she was the one who had let it slip, and then explained, "I... I just felt that you didn't trust me. We have that kind of relationship, and you still didn't trust me. I couldn't swallow my anger, so... so I told Deputy Director He. I didn't mean anything else."

That Jia Wanli could admit it actually made Zhao Desan feel happy. This precisely showed that she had feelings for him; it was because of his lack of trust in her that she had acted so impulsively. So, Zhao Desan softened his tone and said, "Forget it, there's no need to talk about the past. I'm not blaming you. I just want you to understand that we are now grasshoppers on the same rope. Look at how the Director has installed cameras to monitor us. And one more thing, I must clearly tell you, Wanli, you are just a chess piece in Deputy Director He's hand, used to monitor me. Do you admit it?" As he spoke, Zhao Desan stared sharply into Jia Wanli's eyes. His words hit the nail on the head, making Jia Wanli feel so guilty that she dared not look at him directly, and she couldn't even utter a word.

"Wanli, you were arranged by Deputy Director He to monitor my actions. Do you admit it?" Zhao Desan repeated the question again.

Zhao Desan's words were heart-piercing, and combined with his serious expression, it psychologically shattered Jia Wanli's disguise. She looked at him in a loss and stammered, "But I didn't, I didn't tell her everything. You just don't trust me."

Jia Wanli's reaction was quite reassuring to Zhao Desan; this showed that she still had feelings for him. So, Zhao Desan stepped forward, not minding at all, put his hand on her shoulder, lowered his head slightly, and said with a smile and a serious face, "Wanli, we are in the same boat now. We must get the planning work of the Chanba Development Zone done; only then can we have a way out. As long as things are favorable for me, you will certainly benefit as well. If I fall one day, you definitely won't be able to escape the consequences. Besides, I really like you, do you know that?"

Zhao Desan's sweet talk was almost always effective, especially for women whose bodies he had already conquered; the effect was immediate. Seeing Zhao Desan's sweet words, Jia Wanli raised her long eyelashes, blinked her crystal-clear eyes, looked at him affectionately, her face glowing with a happy expression, and then said softly, "Actually, I... I also like you very much, but I'm already married, and there's no way for us to be together openly."

Under Zhao Desan's coaxing, Jia Wanli revealed her heart. From her affectionate gaze, Zhao Desan was convinced that she wasn't lying or just playing along; she must have truly developed real feelings for him. This made him feel at ease. Today, having made his position clear to Jia Wanli, he could say there was no need to worry about Jia Wanli betraying him in the future. So, Zhao Desan smiled affectionately and pulled Jia Wanli's shoulder. Jia Wanli leaned into his broad chest, looking like a little bird, her face glowing with a happy smile.

"If we can't be together openly, being together secretly is fine too," Zhao Desan said with a mischievous smile while stroking her black, shiny hair after pulling her into his arms.

"Aren't we together secretly right now?" Jia Wanli said, intoxicated.

"Just being together isn't enough, right? Don't we need to do something?" Zhao Desan asked with a mischievous smile, using his hand to lift Jia Wanli's pointed chin.

Jia Wanli gave him an amorous look, a faint blush rose on her beautiful cheeks, and while lowering her eyelids slightly, she said in a voice as soft as a mosquito, "Isn't it just giving me a consultation."

"Right, consultation, consultation." Hearing this term, Zhao Desan couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at!" Jia Wanli blushed from the laughter, pouted to act spoiled, and lightly punched him with her pink fist.

Zhao Desan grabbed her fair, tender little hand and said with a mischievous smile, "How about I give you a consultation right now?"

"Didn't we just have a consultation? Why another one?" Jia Wanli said, feeling a bit embarrassed, but at the same time, her heart was full of anticipation. As the saying goes, women are the land, and men are the cattle; there are only tired cattle, never ruined land. In terms of sex, women never complain about the frequency; the more, the better. Not to mention doing it with a man like Zhao Desan, who had a tall, sturdy build and that thing of his was thick and large. The feeling of being about to be made to faint from pleasure made her feel soft all over just thinking about it.

"What? You don't want to?" Zhao Desan asked, deliberately widening his eyes, then let go of her hand and said, "Then forget it."

Sure enough, as expected, the moment Zhao Desan let go, Jia Wanli hurriedly grabbed his arm, looked at him with blurred eyes and a flushed face, and said in a faint, breathless voice, "I want to..."

"That's more like it." Zhao Desan chuckled, then began to unbutton her shirt without any hesitation, until her white buns, wrapped in a black lace bra, were revealed. This young wife's white buns were white and tender, looking soft and fluffy, and maintained a very perky and masculine shape. Although not very large, they weren't small either; one hand could just about cover more than half of them.

Looking at these tempting white buns, Zhao Desan couldn't help but swallow his saliva, smiled mischievously, pressed her against the desk, then bent down, pressed his mouth onto them, and began to bombard the large and small protrusions in turns. In no time, the white meat buns, which had been slightly sagging due to gravity, couldn't withstand the teasing of Zhao Desan's tongue and soon became swollen and hard, and even the pink little protrusions stood up. The feel of these white meat buns also instantly became extremely elastic...

While Zhao Desan was using his masterful tongue to bombard her upper body, his two hands were not idle either. One hand was inserted into her snow-white shirt, which had a few buttons undone, wandering over her smooth and delicate jade back, while the other hand was slowly wandering along her thigh, which was wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, and from time to time, he used his knee to rub hard against her other leg.

This bombardment from above and below soon made Jia Wanli feel as if countless ants were crawling all over her body. There wasn't an inch of skin that didn't itch; it was an itch that couldn't be located, an itch that went deep into the heart. The even more fatal feeling was that while Zhao Desan was sucking on that pair of full white buns, his hand wandered along her thigh, wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, all the way to the root of her thigh. That itchy feeling like insects crawling was accompanied by an electric-like numbness, making Jia Wanli's body and mind burn even more intensely. Her whole body felt as if it were on fire, burning hot. Her fair face had already turned as red as fire, and her body had long since softened and lay on the office desk. While breathing heavily, she twisted her body slightly. The low gasps emitted from her nostrils sounded like a cat in heat with its mouth covered; it sounded particularly muffled, but it exuded a uniquely tempting aura.

When Zhao Desan's hand wandered to her most mysterious part, he could clearly feel that the narrow panties were already soaked with the nectar overflowing from the petal cave, feeling hot and sticky. When the tip of his index finger lightly touched the pink, tender flesh where the two clam meats met, Jia Wanli's body violently trembled, and she murmured, "Hurry... give it to me... so itchy... I can't take it anymore... hurry, give it to me..."

Damn it, so slutty! Seeing that Jia Wanli had been completely teased by him into a state of burning desire, to the point where she couldn't do without it, Zhao Desan said to himself, with a mischievous expression on his face, and while unbuckling his belt, he continued to tease, "Little slut! Are you very itchy and want it very much?" ===== CHAPTER 1604 =====