Chapter 222

"Bai Bai Bai Jie, I have a sketch for the New Year's party, I called you here to help me check it." Zhao Desan said straight to the point.

When Bai Ling heard it wasn't to do that thing, she raised her face, looking confused, and laughed at herself faintly: "I don't have any culture, how can I help you check it."

"It's like this, just treat it as a rehearsal. Assume you are the audience, if you think it's funny, laugh, if it's not funny, don't laugh."

"Is it that simple?" Bai Ling asked softly.

"Yes, it's that simple." Zhao Desan said, "I'm starting to perform now."

Zhao Desan began to perform with gestures, and Bai Ling, who usually didn't smile, was also amused by his exaggerated expressions and movements.

Seeing that even a woman who didn't like to smile could laugh, Zhao Desan knew that his performance should be more than half successful.

"Bai Bai Bai Jie, how is it?"

He walked to Bai Ling, and the faint elegant fragrance unique to young women on her body drifted into his nostrils. That breath was truly good to smell, just like a magic fragrance, which could make people intoxicated and dizzy, disturbing their minds.

"Good... very funny..." Bai Ling said, and then smiled again. That slightly shy and exquisite appearance matched with the faint smile was extremely charming, making people drool a little.

"Is that so?" Zhao Desan reached out and pretended to help her comb her hair that was messy from the wind.

Bai Ling dodged slightly and said, "No time to comb my hair, it's messy, let you laugh at me."

Zhao Desan laughed lightly, grabbed her cold hand, and said with concern, "Why don't you wear a pair of gloves in such cold weather, look at how frozen your hands are, this doesn't look like a pair of beautiful women's hands at all, it looks like a pair of men's hands."

"Hehe... I do rough work, how can I pay attention to these like other women." Bai Ling laughed at herself and lowered her face.

"Come, toast the fire on my electric heater, warm up." Zhao Desan put his hand on her fragrant shoulder, put his arm around her to the table, turned on the electric heater, and then turned to lock the office door.

Seeing his action, Bai Ling was expectant and nervous, her heart beating like a deer, and because of nervousness, her cheeks appeared a bit flushed, and she lowered her head, not even daring to look at him directly.

"Is it warm?" Zhao Desan walked to her side, pressed against her back, and also feigned warming his hands, his lower body pressed tightly against her high-arched figure, feeling extremely stimulated.

"Mm." Bai Ling nodded slightly, feeling his body squeezing into her back bit by bit, making her heart stir.

Zhao Desan warmed his hands up and said, "Bai Bai Bai Jie, are you cold in what you're wearing?" He took the opportunity to place his hands on her high, full breasts and began to gently stroke them, stretching the fabric until it was almost bursting.

"No... not cold." Bai Ling's voice trembled, and the skin under her clothes began to heat up.

"Really not cold?" Zhao Desan asked with concern, his hands slid down from her chest, touched the hem of her clothes, reached in, and immediately touched her smooth and scorching belly. The feeling couldn't help but make people feel refreshed, and his interest rose even higher. His two hands wandered slowly like caterpillars, making Bai Ling feel itchy, and even her body felt numb.

"Comrade Xiao Zhao... don't..." Bai Ling resisted coyly. Zhao Desan liked her look of wanting to refuse but welcoming, which would make people even more excited. After a while, Bai Ling didn't resist anymore. With her back to him, she was already flushed, and fiery flames ignited in her almond eyes. The feeling of a young woman was like a pool of gasoline, which could be ignited with a little spark.

"Bai Bai Bai Jie, don't what?" Zhao Desan laughed deviously, rubbing and teasing her, his hands' force was sometimes heavy and sometimes light. This soft offensive effect was excellent, giving Bai Ling a wave of numbness, making her whole person soften quickly and lie on the table.

"Uh... a little heavier..." Bai Ling said with enjoyment, let out a long sigh, and felt extremely comfortable being forced by him.

Zhao Desan added a few points of force to his hands.

Bai Ling couldn't bear it anymore.

"Comrade Xiao Zhao... come on..."

"At your command!" Zhao Desan didn't forget to joke at this time, and pulled his hand out of her clothes.

Bai Ling blushed.

After a while, Zhao Desan felt that his interest had risen to the extreme and prepared to start.

"Turn around!" He ordered.

Bai Ling was used to being ordered around and obeyed his orders, obediently stood up, turned her back, and lay on the table.

Zhao Desan learned from the foreigner in the recording and slapped her on the back with a "pop." Bai Ling was startled by this sudden action and trembled. She turned her head, looked at Zhao Desan with a pale face, and whispered, "Comrade Xiao Zhao, what are you doing?"

"Bai Bai Bai Jie, you are truly arched... stick it out a bit more!" Zhao Desan said with a wicked grin.

This young woman, Bai Ling, truly had both a great figure and appearance; with her wasp waist and plump hips, she provided a very intense visual impact. She was a handful, her figure was truly top-tier, with curves in all the right places, exquisite and shapely, hot and fiery.

After a bout of clouds and rain, Zhao Desan pulled her soft-as-mud body over. These mature women seemed to enjoy this rough way.

Bai Ling's clothes were messy, her body was soft and leaning against the edge of the table, her face was flushed, she was panting, and she looked at Zhao Desan powerlessly. When Zhao Desan looked at her, she lowered her face shyly.

"Bai Bai Bai Jie, in the future, what your husband can't do with you, I'll do it for him, okay?" Zhao Desan put his hands on her fragrant shoulder, looking caring.

"You... haven't you already done it." Bai Ling raised her eyelids and glanced at him, lowered her head and whispered.

"Then is it more comfortable to do it with me or with your husband?" Zhao Desan asked with a light laugh.

"My husband has been paralyzed in bed for almost two years." Bai Ling felt a bit sad when she thought of this, sighed and sighed: "I can only blame my bitter life... I don't have as good a life as other women."

"Bai Bai Bai Jie, I can't help you with other lives, but I can satisfy your physiological needs and let you feel the happiness of being a woman."

"Comrade Xiao Zhao, you are... the first man besides my husband." Bai Ling raised her exquisite face and said.

"Bai Bai Bai Jie, don't worry, as long as I, Zhao Desan, am still working at the Coal Bureau, I guarantee you won't be fired, and I guarantee you will be able to have fun every once in a while."

"Hey! I'm really a woman who doesn't keep her chastity..." Bai Ling sighed and blamed herself.