Chapter 199

Zhao De forced his way through the restraint of her bra and stuffed his hand inside. Being tightly wrapped by the cup was truly too comfortable, and it soon made him impulsive and filled with desire. That pride and joy of his was already violently wanting to accomplish something.

"Bai Bai Bai Jie, let's start." Zhao De said impatiently.

Bai Ling didn't say anything. It was too cold, so she only pulled her pants down to the bend of her knees and said: "From behind, okay?"

"Bai Bai Bai Jie, lie on the desk." Zhao De instructed, grabbing her and bringing her close to the desk. Bai Ling crawled down, and Zhao De pulled his two hands out, holding her slender waist, which was radiating scorching heat, making even the cold winter seem to become hot.

"You... are... so hot..." Bai Ling, who usually didn't like to say sweet nothings when intimate, suddenly gasped and blurted out these words, which made Zhao De overjoyed. He put in extra effort to properly nourish this stunning beauty.

Zhao De put in effort with every thrust, which for a moment made Bai Ling, this thirsty young married woman, feel so soft all over that she was about to fall apart, as if she were stepping on blue clouds and floating in the sky, feeling incomparably comfortable and happy like a fairy.

"Again... again!" Bai Ling stimulated Zhao De's greatest potential and fighting spirit. The giant waves slapped against the reef one after another, and the sound was particularly clear in the pitch-black and quiet night, as if they were by the seaside, listening to the crashing waves.

"Alright, get up, I'm going to sweep the floor." After the romp, Bai Ling didn't forget her primary job. She really cared too much about this job and didn't want to lose it because of one indulgence.

"Don't sweep tonight, sweep tomorrow morning." Zhao De felt a bit sorry for her.

"No... this is work." Bai Ling struggled to crawl up. She had always been conscientious and diligent in her work.

"It's so late, and the weather outside is so cold, why sweep? You didn't even wear gloves, did you?" Zhao De grabbed her hand, feeling sorry for her, "Sweep tomorrow morning, and wear gloves."

"No, I'll lose this job if I do that. It's already not easy for you to help me keep it." Bai Ling insisted on going out to sweep, pushed his hand away, and turned to walk out.

Zhao De followed her out and pulled her back, saying: "Bai Bai Bai Jie, can you not go home tonight? Come back to my place with me." He really liked this handsome and elegant young married woman; the temperament she possessed was extraordinarily charming. He wanted to spend the whole night accompanying her to properly enjoy the wonderful things in the world, allowing this woman with strong physiological needs to be thoroughly satisfied once.

"No, my husband is still at home, and he hasn't eaten yet. I still have to cook for him after I finish sweeping the floor and go home." Although Bai Ling was willing to lose herself to Zhao De, she was also a traditional virtuous wife and mother, and she was also very strong-willed; she didn't want to just abandon her husband, who was paralyzed in bed, and leave him unattended.

"Alright then." Since Bai Ling had said so, Zhao De didn't force her anymore.

Let her continue sweeping the floor, and he would go home to sleep.

After walking a few steps, Zhao De suddenly remembered the matter Zhang Da had entrusted to him, turned back, and instructed Bai Ling: "Bai Bai Bai Jie, by the way, Zhang Da said to let you sweep the courtyard again at noon starting tomorrow. That son of a bitch, I think he wants to fix you!"

"Ah?" Bai Ling was a bit surprised, "Sweep again at noon?"

"Just fool around at noon; he won't be watching anyway." Zhao De suggested.

"It's fine, I'll sweep if I have to." Bai Ling could only accept her fate. Who told her she was now living under someone else's roof? She would just do whatever the leader arranged.

Zhao De went home, and Bai Ling was alone in the dark night, bending over to sweep the fallen leaves in the courtyard, her shadow looking very miserable.

With this extra cleaning at noon, Zhao De actually took the opportunity to have more romps with Bai Ling, this young married woman. Basically every two days, he would call Bai Ling to his office, lock the door, pull the curtains, and have a go.

This was the third day since Bai Ling started cleaning at noon, and Zhao De couldn't hold back, so he called her to the office for another romp.

"You're about to start work, I'm leaving first." Bai Ling said, pulling up her pants and tidying her hair.

"What's the rush?" Zhao De smiled with satisfaction. Seeing Bai Ling's flushed face due to the tension and excitement, he felt she was particularly charming. Those almond eyes were like they were electrified; just one look at someone made the other person feel a bit of an electric shock, feeling numb all over.

"I have to go, work is about to start. If Section Chief Zhang sees us, he'll be suspicious." Bai Ling had some concerns, opened the office door, looked left and right, and then lowered her head and walked quickly toward the front courtyard.

Zhao De took a deep breath, reminiscing about the scene of their lingering just now. It was truly incomparably comfortable and made one sink into it. He lit a cigarette, a satisfied smile appearing on the corner of his mouth, smoking while reminiscing.