Chapter 1651: Angry Eyes Spitting Fire

"Oh, my surname is Wang, called Wang Juan. I work at the Finance Bureau. Brother Liu being transferred from Yuyang to the province, should be a key focus for cultivation, right? Will you be promoted soon?" Wang Juan blinked at Zhao Desan, seemingly very interested in him, sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, her home-style skirt just reaching above her knees.

Zhao Desan felt like shouting 'good heavens' in his heart. The skin of that peach-blossom-eyed woman just now was white enough, but this Wang Juan's skin was actually even whiter than that peach-blossom-eyed woman's, as if it were covered with a layer of milk, smooth and tender. She didn't look like a woman approaching forty at all. He wondered how elastic her skin was. Looking from Zhao Desan's angle, he could just see a bit of the tempting scenery under her skirt.