Chapter 1710

Wow! Touched someone's milk! Zhao Desan's heart beat violently. This was the second woman's breast he had touched since he came to Beijing for training for a month. The first one was the model he touched at "Heavenly Home" last night.

Zhao Desan's middle finger was nervous and moved involuntarily. The fingertip just pressed on the small protrusion on that top-grade big meat bun. That small protrusion was pressed down by Zhao Desan, and the big protrusion became a flat-topped mountain.

"Ah..." The beauty suddenly let out a scream again, quickly broke away from Zhao Desan's arm and body, stood up, her face instantly turned red again, and her eyes were both shy and angry.

Zhao Desan was still recalling the residual heat and warmth, suddenly "pa", his right cheek was slapped by the beauty, loud and crisp.

"Rogue - despicable - shameless - shameless!" The beauty let out a series of reprimands, annoyed and ashamed, glared at Zhao Desan with contempt, and didn't say to let him delete the photo, suddenly turned around, covered her face and walked away.

Who knew, after not walking two steps, because the square had been sprinkled with water, the marble ground met high heels, making her feet slip, her body rotated 180 degrees, "putong" fell down, lying on the ground very embarrassed. Fortunately, there were few people in the square today, and it didn't attract much attention from others.

In this way, Zhao Desan happened to see her white thighs separated in her skirt, and even saw the black semi-transparent panties at the root of her thighs...

Zhao Desan's brain was congested, a bit dizzy. Damn, he felt he couldn't breathe.

Zhao Desan licked his somewhat dry lips, his eyes straight, his heart beating wildly, and even forgot to pull her up.

Seeing Zhao Desan's demeanor and gaze at this time, the beauty was anxious, shy, and annoyed, looking like she had been humiliated to the extreme. She hurriedly pulled down the skirt to cover her thighs, climbed up in a mess, glared at Zhao Desan fiercely, her lips closed tightly, almost biting her silver teeth, her eyes red, seemingly unable to help but want to cry. Then, she walked away limping, even not caring to pat the mud on her body.

Zhao Desan then slowly recovered, touched his hot cheek, stayed in place, and suddenly felt that he had played a bit too big. He played with the camera in his hand boredly, hesitated for a moment, and deleted the photo. Although the photo was deleted, the beauty was deeply imprinted in Zhao Desan's mind, especially since she always gave Zhao Desan a feeling of being familiar.

Just when Zhao Desan was recalling the feeling of touching the beauty's big protrusion just now, and also recalling the semi-transparent lace panties at the root of her thighs, with a bad smile on his face and secretly proud, Zhao Desan's shoulder was suddenly patted by someone. Subconsciously turning his head to look, he saw a man of the same height as him, but obviously stronger than him, wearing special police clothes, standing behind him. Zhao Desan was a bit confused for a while, looking at him with a head full of water, and before he could ask what was the matter, he heard a familiar woman's voice with resentment and anger: "Police comrade, it is him, it is this lecher who peeped at me!"

Zhao Desan immediately understood. Following the sound, he really saw the beauty who had just left limping, standing on the side, glaring at him with fierce eyes and a somewhat proud chin.

Damn! Endless! Zhao Desan looked at her pride and cursed secretly in his heart. He also understood that the security in Tiananmen Square was very strict, and there were many plainclothes police and patrolling special police in the square. It was fine to be hard with anyone, but don't be hard with the police, especially in this very special place. Therefore, Zhao Desan immediately accompanied with a fawning smile and said to the special police: "Police comrade, don't listen to her nonsense. I am paying homage to our beloved Chairman Mao here. It was she who walked into my lens. How can that be called peeping? Police comrade, you preside over justice. Do you say I peeped at her?"

"You are talking nonsense, you just peeped at me!" The beauty was a bit unreasonable and argued strongly, shouting at him.

The special police looked at them, then asked Zhao Desan seriously: "Are you from Beijing?"

"I... I am not, I am from Hexi Province, my name is Zhao Desan, twenty-seven years old this year." Zhao Desan was stunned for a moment, and answered honestly with a fawning smile.

"Then what are you doing in Beijing?" The special police actually started to interrogate Zhao Desan on the spot.

Damn it! It seems that the legend is not wrong at all. Beijingers actually discriminate against outsiders so much. It was clearly this Beijing beauty who was wrong first and argued strongly, how come they interrogated him first? Zhao Desan said with extreme imbalance in his heart, glared at the majestic special police, and then looked at the beauty standing on the side with a proud look with the corner of his eyes, so angry that he bit his back teeth, but he knew this was Beijing, under the feet of the Son of Heaven, he must not mess around, so he lowered his head and accompanied with a fawning smile again to the special police: "Back to police comrade, I came to Beijing for training and study, today is a rest, came to Tiananmen to pay homage to Chairman Mao."

"Outsiders are just ignorant!" The beauty standing on the side glanced at Zhao Desan with a very contemptuous look and mocked in a low voice.

Zhao Desan was originally full of anger and endured it, and was mocked by the beauty again, which made Zhao Desan feel that his man's self-esteem was deeply hurt. For a while, he was a bit excited, and couldn't care about being low-key to the special police. He turned his head and raised his chest to the beauty and said: "What about outsiders? I am an outsider, but I am not an outsider who is easily bullied. Look, what is this! Don't look at people with dog eyes!" Saying this, Zhao Desan took out his training certificate for the Ministry of Housing and Urban-Rural Development.

The beauty looked at the certificate Zhao Desan was holding, and didn't seem surprised by it, but instead hummed with disdain: "Yo, still a small leader? Do you think you are a school leader and you are great?" It seems that the beauty didn't have any fearful reaction because Zhao Desan was a small leader representing the Hexi Provincial Construction Committee to participate in the training of the Ministry of Housing and Urban-Rural Development in Beijing.

"I didn't say I was great, I just want to tell you, don't look at people with dog eyes!" Zhao Desan also sneered and said, because he clearly saw that after he revealed his identity, the special police's expression changed subtly.

"Don't think you are great just because you have a little cloud! Which unit are you from in Hexi Province? What is your name? Do you dare to tell me!" The beauty gave him a white look, still with that disdainful look, and then said to the special police: "Police comrade, he peeped at me, please trouble you to let him delete it!"

After Zhao Desan revealed his identity, the special police knew that he could be considered a Deputy Division-level cadre in a provincial unit, so his attitude was much warmer than before, and even a faint smile hung on his serious face, and he said warmly: "Sir, please delete the photo of this lady you took in your photo!"

"You look at it, if there is one, delete it." Zhao Desan took the camera strap off his neck and handed it to the special police without a good look, letting him find it himself.

The special police didn't say anything, picked up the camera and opened it, looking for it while comparing it with the beauty beside him. There were not many photos, just ten or so. He looked at it twice, but didn't find the beauty's photo, so he said to her: "This lady, this gentleman's camera didn't take your photo."

"How can it not? I clearly saw him peeping at me!" The beauty on the side was obviously a bit surprised, and at the same time glanced at Zhao Desan who was a bit proud with that angry look, and then raised her voice and said: "I will look at it myself!" Saying this, she snatched the camera from the special police's hand and began to look for her photo. But looking for it, no matter how she looked, she still couldn't find her photo, so she said to herself very suspiciously: "I was clearly peeped at, how could there be none?"

937. Chapter 924: Where Did the Photo Go

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