Chapter 201

"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.

Hexi Province is located in northern China, and Yuyang City is located in the northwest of Hexi Province. The climate in Yuyang City in December is dry and cold, and the northwest wind is biting. If you sit in a room without moving, your body will soon freeze stiff.

After Bai Ling left, Zhao De sat for a while, shivering all over from the cold, and thought to himself, it seems I have to wear a down jacket to work tomorrow. Thinking that there was no heating in this bungalow of the Logistics Section made him angry. Damn it! Originally, there was heating in winter and air conditioning in summer in the office building, why suffer this crime!

Zhao De stood up in anger and stomped his feet for a while, but he was still a bit cold. When he was doing that with Bai Ling with his butt naked just now, he didn't feel cold at all. The warm feeling on Bai Ling's body was truly enjoyable. No, it seems I have to go to the warehouse to get another electric heater back. He walked to the door and prepared to open the door and go out. As soon as he opened the door, he bumped into Zhang Da head-on.

"Ah! You scared me!" Zhang Da stepped back in a panic, "Xiao Zhao, where are you going?"

"Going to the warehouse to get an electric heater, it's too cold to bear!" Zhao De rubbed his hands, his nose red, and seeing Zhang Da's smiling face, he guessed if this guy was going to set him up again? "Leader, what's the matter?"

"Xiao Zhao, it's like this." Zhang Da said kindly, "It's more than half a month until New Year's Day, and every department in the bureau has to come up with a program to participate in the bureau's internal New Year's Eve party. I'm thinking, you're a young man in our Logistics Section, so you should come up with the Logistics Section's program. Look, we old comrades don't have as many ideas as you young people for these things, how about it?"

"This..." Zhao De was in a difficult position. As he expected, this bastard was giving him another difficult problem. Although he hadn't graduated from university for long, he had never been interested in those performances, "Leader, what about Sister Fatty and Sister Zhang? Let them come up with a program, I haven't done these things before."

Zhang Da smiled and put a high hat on him: "Xiao Zhao, look, they don't have much cultural level, so you should come up with the program. If the program is performed well and we can win a prize for our Logistics Section, won't your reputation in the bureau go out? This is also an honor for you personally. Whether it's promotion or anything else in the future, it's a glorious thing. I think, let's do it this way, don't decline anymore, I believe in you!" After saying this, he patted him on the shoulder twice, turned around and walked away with a smile. Zhao De simply had no room to decline.

Zhao De was stunned for a moment and cursed to himself, damn! He was originally going to the warehouse to get an electric heater, but he didn't go anymore. He kicked the door shut, sat on the chair, found Sister Fatty's phone number, and dialed it. "Sister Fatty, send an electric heater to my office!" As soon as the call was connected, Zhao De ordered Sister Fatty in the tone of a superior giving a death order to a subordinate.

Sister Fatty laughed on the phone: "Okay, okay, I'll send it over right away."

Putting down the phone, Zhao De rubbed his hands for a while and lit a cigarette. Thinking of the work Zhang Da arranged for him, this was clearly making things difficult for himself. Performing a program, what program to perform? He thought about it in his mind, but had no clue. However, Zhao De was a stubborn guy. He had to do everything well at once. Since he was asked to perform a program, he felt he had to make a hit, so that Zhang Da's trick of wanting to make himself look ugly would not succeed!

"Knock, knock, knock..." The office door was knocked, it must be Sister Fatty sending the electric heater.

"Come in!" He said in an ordering tone.

The door was pushed open, and it wasn't Sister Fatty who came in, but Sister Ai, with a faint shy smile on the corner of her mouth, her eyes a bit shy and a bit ambiguous, looking at Zhao De affectionately, and said in a soft voice: "Xiao Zhao, I've brought you the electric heater, where should I put it?"

Zhao De originally asked Sister Fatty to send it over. Seeing it was her, he put on a straight face and got angry: "Who told you to send it! Where is Sister Fatty?"

Zhang Ai obviously didn't realize that Zhao De would suddenly get angry. The shy smile on her face froze, and an embarrassing blush rose on her earlobes. She was stunned for a long time and laughed awkwardly: "She... she is busy in the warehouse."

Zhao De saw that Sister Ai was frightened by his aggressive attitude and felt that he was also yelling at her because of his nameless anger for a moment, so he softened his tone, relaxed his cold face, and said: "Sister Ai, I didn't ask you to send it. How can I let you run this kind of work yourself? Just let Sister Fatty run errands, she has plenty of strength."

"Oh... it's okay, Sister Fatty and I are both doing rough work... where should I put it for you?" Zhang Ai asked him, holding the electric heater box.

Zhao De stepped forward to take it and said: "I'll do it myself." He dismantled the box, opened the electric heater, and placed it beside the desk. Zhang Ai plugged in the power and said: "Try it first to see if it's good. If not, I'll go and change one for you."

Zhao De pressed the switch, and the electric heater became red inside, and the office immediately became a little warm. Zhao De sat down, leaned over to roast the electric heater, and asked Zhang Ai: "Sister Ai, is the warehouse cold?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Zhang Ai replied, her eyes a bit shy, and also with a strange look. Recently, Zhao De had visited her a little less, which made her lonely heart unable to endure loneliness again. So, taking advantage of the opportunity to send the electric heater, she specially took over this errand from Sister Fatty, actively approached Zhao De through this opportunity, and wanted to get closer to his strong body, hoping that he could comfort her again.

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.