Chapter 20

"Sister Ai, you just got off work too?"

Zhao Desan had a sweet mouth. He knew that Zhang Ai'ai was the cousin of Bureau Chief Zhang Ailing, and he needed to curry favor with her firmly. Even if it wouldn't help his future career, at least it wouldn't be negatively affected.

"Hmm, Xiao Zhao, you just got off work too?"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Ai'ai actually raised a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, which made Zhao Desan feel like a spring breeze brushing his face, warm and cozy.

"Hmm, where does Sister Ai live?"

Zhao Desan asked with a smile, using his peripheral vision to scan her neckline. With the bus's bumps, the pair of lotus buds wrapped in her bra swayed softly, like ripe peaches, making Zhao Desan's heart feel a bit confused. After all, he was a young man full of energy; seeing such beautiful spring scenery, it was inevitable that his heart would become restless.

"In the suburbs." She smiled awkwardly and lowered her head, not daring to look directly into the handsome young man's straight gaze. Since her divorce, she had been relatively silent and rarely talked to men. Suddenly being chatted up by such a hot-blooded, handsome young man, she had a strange feeling in her heart. Her thirty-year-old heart was pounding like a deer, and she felt a bit of a stir in her heart.

Although Zhao Desan only secretly scanned the spring scenery inside Zhang Ai'ai's shirt neckline with his peripheral vision, the one-third of her fair, soft flesh that was exposed swayed up and down with the bus's bumps, making Zhao Desan's heart sway along with it. The warm, soft breasts, separated only by thin, soft fabric, touched his back lightly from time to time; that feeling was even more satisfying than when hormones were released...