Chapter 1670

Everything that is happening now is really a beautiful thing beyond Zhao Desan's expectations. He thought Yingying would not refuse his "good intentions," but he absolutely did not expect this young girl to take the initiative to unzip his belt and bury her head under his body. The extreme stimulation, coupled with the unexpected pleasure, stimulated Zhao Desan's excitement to another height, allowing him to experience an unprecedented excitement. He excitedly licked Yingying's girl's newly opened petal cave as much as he could. That petal cave with a faint salty taste, under Zhao Desan's flexible and skillful licking, soon overflowed with streams of hot nectar. Those two pink clam meats had completely opened, revealing pink tender meat. It was really too tender, too tender, making Zhao Desan heart-stirred. And his own golden cudgel had long been swollen and ready to burst. Although Yingying's oral technique was not as skilled and full of technique as those mature women, going up and down, and with a sense of lips and teeth, it was precisely because of her rawness that Zhao Desan experienced the ultimate expansion psychologically...

In just a few minutes, Zhao Desan felt like he was about to explode. His back teeth were clenched together, he frowned, and panted heavily to Yingying, who was in a state of intoxication, "Baby, lie down quickly, brother can't take it anymore..."

Yingying obediently got off him and lay on the sofa. She was still wearing a silk-textured shirt, her skirt was pulled up to her waist, her two legs were really slender and straight, and her plump buttocks were extremely round and full. Because of Zhao Desan's oral stimulation just now, her two butt cheeks had tightened, and between her slightly parted legs was a piece of wet pink meat. It was unclear whether it was Zhao Desan's saliva or the nectar flowing out of the petal cave, but it always seemed extremely alluring to Zhao Desan.

Zhao Desan got off the sofa with his front body tensed and stood behind Yingying's high, perky buttocks. Looking at the slightly opening clam meat, he was really excited. Impatiently, he straightened his waist and sent his big stick up. Wow...

Too tight, too hot, too slippery. Zhao Desan couldn't help but clench his teeth in excitement and started a human combat battle with this good sister in this beautiful environment. The powerful and forceful impact almost made Yingying, who had only tasted the beauty of life a few times, feel like she was about to die of pleasure. That feeling of wanting to die and wanting to be an immortal was simply something she couldn't describe in words. There was a kind of god-like happiness, and she just wanted to be intoxicated in this feeling of pleasure...

Although this unprecedented pleasure made Zhao Desan almost unable to hold back, and he had a strong feeling of wanting to "run the horse" in just over ten minutes, in order to show his man's majesty, he slowed down the rhythm and tried his best to show a state of powerful control. The purpose was to make Yingying like the feeling of being with him even more from the bottom of her heart. He understood that as long as he completely conquered Yingying, he would be able to sign business from Yingying's hands for the building materials company he partnered with Zheng Jie in the future, without having to find others to solicit business, and without having to use the power in his hands for personal gain. This would avoid the danger of being reported if someone discovered it.

Therefore, Zhao Desan gritted his teeth and persisted for half an hour before he had a passionate eruption and released it happily. Of course, he didn't have the guts to release it inside this young lady's body, but on those round, fair, and tender buttocks. A big lump, looking at that thing, Zhao Desan really admired himself for being young and energetic, and recovering his energy quickly.

That night, Zhao Desan and the young lady Yingying, who had just blossomed, had three hearty clouds and rain joys in bed and on the sofa, changing various postures. It could be said that Yingying, who didn't know much about men and women, was addicted under his guidance and training. She kept pestering Zhao Desan until almost dawn before falling asleep.

When Zhao Desan woke up, he habitually stretched his arm to his side, only to find that there was no one beside him. So he turned his head and looked, only to find that Yingying's figure had disappeared, and her little panties with lace trim were still left on the bed. So Zhao Desan rubbed his eyes and got off the bed, while calling Yingying's name toward the bathroom. He called twice, but didn't get a response. So he walked up and looked, only to see that the bathroom was also empty. Only then did Zhao Desan understand that Yingying had left in advance.

Looking at her little panties on the bed, Zhao Desan thought to himself, *She wouldn't have left without even wearing her panties, right? * He walked up and picked up the panties, only to find that the center area of the panties was covered with white things. Only then did Zhao Desan remember that he had used this thing to wipe the things he released last night because of a sudden interest. It must be too dirty to wear.

He stretched, reminiscing about the beautiful spring scenery last night, took a cold shower, looked at the time, and it was almost time for work. He put on his clothes and walked out of the private room. Without much thought, he knew that the high consumption last night had already been paid by Yingying. Sure enough, when he walked out, no one stopped him.

That day, as soon as Zhao Desan arrived at the Construction Committee, he was invited to the office by Zheng the Bald Donkey. Because he had been threatened by Zhao Desan with the nonexistent nude photos of Zheng Jie, the old guy's attitude toward Zhao Desan was quite enthusiastic recently. As soon as he knocked on the door and came in, he looked at He Liping sitting inside, then appeared quite modest on the surface and said with a smile, "Director, are you looking for me?"

In order to stabilize Zhao Desan and not let his ugly affairs be exposed, especially since Zheng the Bald Donkey was deeply convinced that Zhao Desan had the kind of photos of him and Zheng Jie, he greeted him with a very enthusiastic chuckle, "Deputy Division Chief Liu, you've come down now, sit down and talk slowly."

Deputy Director He Liping, who was kept in the dark, saw that Zheng the Bald Donkey's attitude toward Zhao Desan seemed to have changed into a different person, making a 180-degree turn. This made her very puzzled. She widened her eyes and looked at the grinning Zheng the Bald Donkey, then looked at Zhao Desan, who had a treacherous smile on the corner of his mouth, and wondered in her heart if this brat had used some means again. Otherwise, why would old Zheng be so polite to him?

Zhao Desan seemed to have noticed the subtle change in He Liping's expression. When he sat down on the sofa, he swept a glance at her with the corner of his eye, and a cold smile flashed across the corner of his mouth.

As soon as Zhao Desan sat down, Zheng the Bald Donkey chuckled and said, "Xiao Zhao, do you know why I called you up?"

Zhao Desan really didn't know what this old guy wanted with him, so he shook his head and said, "I don't know, I ask for your instructions, leader."

Zheng the Bald Donkey glanced at He Liping, then chuckled at Zhao Desan, "It's like this, our unit's annual professional title evaluation work is about to start. I think this year it's like this, because you are a young comrade and your work ability is excellent, this work will be handled by you. What do you think?"

"Director, this... I'm afraid I can't do it?" Zhao Desan really couldn't believe his ears for a moment. If this work was really handed over to him to be responsible for, then his power would be incredibly great, right? So Zhao Desan still refused symbolically, wanting to see Zheng the Bald Donkey's reaction.

Zheng the Bald Donkey was also a very shrewd person. He knew that Zhao Desan's refusal was just because He Liping was present, and it was a symbolic expression. Handing such great power to this guy all of a sudden, he must be eager for it. However, Zheng the Bald Donkey didn't want to truly let go of the power to him. He had his own idea of killing two birds with one stone. So this power had to be handed over to Zhao Desan no matter what, so he chuckled and said, "Young people, you have to have some drive. You are now the Deputy Division Chief of the Planning Division. When you first took over, you must have felt that the pressure was increasing, right? Now you are doing quite well, aren't you? Let Deputy Director He say, is that right?" As he spoke, Zheng the Bald Donkey pulled in He Liping, who was sitting on the sofa and was confused.

He Liping was stunned for a moment, gave two dry laughs, and said, "Yes, old Zheng is right. Young people, you have to have drive!" Although He Liping was surprised why Zheng the Bald Donkey's attitude toward Zhao Desan had made a 180-degree turn today, from his sudden release of power to let Zhao Desan be responsible for the major event of professional title evaluation, he must have his own wishful thinking, so naturally, she nodded in agreement with Zheng the Bald Donkey's words.

Zhao Desan looked at He Liping. She also seemed to be a bit confused about this matter, so he felt a lot more relieved, because He Liping's reaction just showed what the old guy was thinking; she didn't know either. So, Zhao Desan hardened his heart, thinking that since he could grasp great power, it could be considered as holding his head high for once, what was there to be afraid of? He didn't think the old guy would play any tricks. "Then... then since both leaders think I can do it, then I... I will respectfully obey?" Zhao Desan said, looking a bit reluctant.