Chapter 220: A little lighter

"What do you think?" Zhao Desan's face was close to her, almost touching her face. The smell of tobacco in his mouth not only didn't make her disgusted, but she felt that this smell should be the breath on a man, and she liked it very much. Looking at each other, two currents intertwined, sparking the fire of desire.

The atmosphere in the bar was already hot and ambiguous, adding fuel to the fire between the two of them. Zhao Desan was almost unable to hold back, and his hand reached into her waistband.

Li Shanshan's red lips parted slightly, her eyes were fiery and hazy, she leaned on his shoulder, and said with a confused expression, "Do you want it now?"

"Can you feel it?" Zhao Desan smiled wickedly, arousing his strong desire.

"Mm." Li Shanshan's cheeks were flushed, she nodded, bit her lip lightly, "A little lighter... it hurts..."

"Let's go to the bathroom?" Zhao Desan said, wanting to go to the bathroom with her. That unisex bathroom felt the most wonderful.

The DJ suddenly announced that Chen Xiaochun's performance was about to begin. The whole audience screamed, and the crowd rushed toward the stage. As soon as Li Shanshan heard this news, the fire of desire was immediately suppressed by the enthusiasm for idol worship. She hurriedly stood up, screamed like crazy, rushed into the crowd, stood on tiptoe, and called out to Chen Xiaochun, who had a ruffian look on the stage.

Zhao Desan's good deed was interrupted by this guy, and he was simply depressed to death. He lit a cigarette, took a puff, poured a glass of wine, drank it, leaned on the sofa, took out his phone without interest, and sent a message to Ma Lan, asking what she was doing.

Christmas Eve was just a festival for young people. For a woman like Ma Lan, who was thirty to forty years old, it was no different from usual. She had been busy all day in the chairman's office of Xinmao Mining Group, went home early, cooked for her daughter Ma Ting, waited for her to come back from shopping, ate, took a bath, and lay on the bed.

If Zhao Desan hadn't appeared, Ma Lan would have been like before, lying on the bed and falling asleep quickly. But this guy walked into Ma Lan's life, uncovered her long-sealed sexual desire, and made her feel uneasy when sleeping alone. Her body was particularly empty, as if she could only fall asleep peacefully if something was put into her body.

When receiving the message from Zhao Desan, Ma Lan had one hand in her panties, gently stroking that sensitive little red bean, self-soothing.

Hearing the phone ring twice, she came back to her senses from the fantasy of sex, pulled her hand out of her panties, hooked her arm to take the phone, and saw it was a message from Zhao Desan. A look of joy immediately overflowed on her face. After reading the message, she quickly replied to him: Desan, sister misses you very much right now, I really want you to be by sister's side, sister really wants to... with you...

Zhao Desan looked at the message, the corners of his mouth raised a triumphant smile, and replied to her saying that he would go find her after the unit's New Year's holiday, and would serve her well then, making her happy and satisfied.

"Mm, it's almost the holiday, sister has been very busy lately, and hasn't had time to contact you, are you busy?"

"Nothing busy, still the same, but the bureau is organizing a party for New Year's, I have a sketch to perform, it's a pity you can't see it."

"Oh, you're performing a program too? Not bad, there should be a recording, right? You can copy it for sister to see when the time comes."

"Mm, Sister Lan, how is the progress of your coal mine? I heard that Lin Dafa's Heihe Coal Mine will hold its opening foundation laying after New Year's."

"Mm, sister knows, sister's coal mine will break ground after the year, the demolition is basically finished, and the mine site is being built."

"Oh, as long as it's smooth, Sister Lan, will you invite those leaders when laying the foundation? Lin Dafa seems to have invited quite a few leaders to be present."

"Inviting, this is the rule, I also received Lin Dafa's invitation, as a foundation laying guest, basically the leaders will all come."

Zhao Desan and Ma Lan sent more than a dozen messages back and forth. After Chen Xiaochun sang two songs and left, Li Shanshan returned with unfinished interest, full of joy, shouted loudly for more than ten minutes, her voice was hoarse, drank some to moisten her throat, and said, "Why didn't you go see Chen Xiaochun?"

"What's good about it, singing is like chanting scriptures!" Zhao Desan said with disdain, put his phone in his pocket, poured a glass of wine, and drank with her.