Chapter 252

Damn, this bastard, looking at that lecherous look, it seems he doesn't intend to do anything good again! Zhao De secretly observed everything not far away and overturned his own thoughts. Doing that in such a freezing open mountain top wouldn't freeze people to death. Wait and see what happens next.

Zhao De simply squatted down, poked out half a head, and secretly watched the actions of the two people not far away, to see what they would do next. Maybe it was just that the old lecher wanted to call her up to clear her head and enjoy the scenery of the villa.

"Xiao Zhang, when you were asked to tell a joke at noon, why didn't you tell one?"

"Deputy Director Wang, I... I don't know how to tell those jokes."

"Oh, is that so? Then it's really difficult for you, but it's also true, a girl has less experience." Wang Anguo smiled and approached her, his big fat palms resting on her fragrant shoulders without any hesitation, asking with great care: "Xiao Zhang, are you cold wearing so little?"

"A... a little." Zhang Xiaoyan's body trembled slightly, she glanced at Wang Anguo with a panicked expression, lowered her head, her cheeks flushed, and her heart pounded. Before coming up, she really didn't think much, just thought that Deputy Director Wang called her up the mountain to see the scenery, but seeing his lecherous eyes now, she knew that nothing good would happen next.

Wang Anguo approached her again, almost sticking to her body, and said with a smile: "You young people, you really forget the temperature for the sake of style. Why don't you wear more? Such a beautiful girl, what if you freeze your body... Come, I'll warm you up." Saying this, he hugged her from behind.

"Deputy Director Wang... no... don't... I'm not cold." Zhang Xiaoyan resisted slightly, but it was just for show. She understood in her heart that this kind of resistance was futile, but she was still an unmarried girl, at least she had to maintain some restraint in front of this old bastard, so that he would feel that she was not willing, and then she could bind this guy for a long time. A girl's mind is really delicate. She knew that if she let this old guy take advantage of her every time without saying a word, it wouldn't be long before this old lecher would feel bored.

Damn! This old lecher really has ideas. He can even think of doing that in this kind of place! Zhao De watched everything happening not far away without blinking, secretly rejoicing in his heart that he was really lucky to even encounter this kind of thing.

Wang Anguo hugged Zhang Xiaoyan from behind, his big fat palms kneading on the two mountain peaks in front of her chest, and a strange smile squeezed out of his ruddy face, saying "Hehe": "Are you warm? Does your body feel a bit hot?"

"Deputy Director Wang... you... do you want to... do that... here?" Zhang Xiaoyan asked shyly, like a tame cat being held in his arms, extremely obedient.

"How about it? Xiao Zhang, accompany me to play here."

"Deputy Director Wang, aren't you cold? It's too cold here, how about... how about we go down the mountain to the room and do that."

"Doing that in the room doesn't have the mood as doing it here. I just like doing it in this environment. This is the mood." Wang Anguo's hand had already slid from her chest to her waist and began to unbutton the buttons on her knee-length trench coat, one... one, the trench coat opened. Zhang Xiaoyan was wearing a black heart-neck tight thin sweater inside, which supported her two huge breasts to be full and firm. Wang Anguo's hand reached inside from under the sweater.

Zhang Xiaoyan trembled and said: "Too... too cold, Deputy Director Wang, your hands are so cold... touch slowly... okay?"

Just as the good show began to be staged, when Zhao De was watching with great interest, his mobile phone began to vibrate in his trouser pocket. He took a cold breath. Fortunately, his mobile phone ringtone had always been adjusted to the meeting mode, otherwise, if the ringtone rang, it would not only destroy the good show in front of him but also create unnecessary enemies for himself.

He secretly rejoiced and took out his mobile phone. He saw "Director Zhang" displayed on the screen. He pressed the hang-up button and quickly typed a line of text and sent it to her as a text message: Director Zhang, come to the back mountain quickly, I am here, a good show is being staged here, come and see it quickly!

After sending the message to Zhang Ailing, Zhao De put away his mobile phone and quickly poked half a head to see the progress of the good show not far away.

Wang Anguo, this old bastard, let Zhang Xiaoyan squat on the ground, grabbed her long hair, his face was ruddy, and he was in high spirits, enjoying special service.

Zhang Xiaoyan was very resistant at first, but after one or two times, she could only obey. As long as she could make Wang Anguo, this old guy, happy, she would put down her self-esteem and humiliation and try her best to cater to his meaning... Wang Anguo was very useful, occasionally humming.

Zhao De thought to himself, Damn! I really want to let you see my stuff, make you feel inferior to death!

Wang Anguo was comfortable for a while, grabbed her hair and lifted her, lifted the hem of her coat, pulled down her jeans, and let her hold a broken tree trunk.

"Deputy Director Wang... be lighter... I'm afraid of pain." Zhang Xiaoyan's long hair hung down, covering half of her face. She couldn't see her expression, and her voice was trembling. She felt both expectant and nervous.

Zhao De whispered in contempt.

Wang Anguo with his big belly...

In the empty and quiet mountain, occasionally a bird chirped, and the "pa pa pa..." impact sound not far away was crisp and loud, echoing in the quiet valley.

Zhao De was watching this wonderful movie not far away, his eyes didn't blink, and he was fully focused. He felt a bit regretful that he didn't carry the cottage phone with powerful recording functions. If he had brought it, he would have taken this beautiful and fragrant scene, gone back to appreciate it properly, and by the way, let Zhang Xiaoyan see it. How surprised she would be.

On the open ground ten meters away, Wang Anguo was hugging Zhang Xiaoyan and making a crackling sound, and the sound was particularly crisp.

Zhao De had been staring at the field battle there, his eyes staring straight for a while, a bit sour, blinked, rubbed, and moved his gaze slightly, and found a head emerging from the hillside, ear-length short hair, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, isn't that Director Zhang?

A sense of indescribable pleasure rose in Zhao De's heart. What would be the reaction if Director Zhang saw this scene of Wang Anguo and Zhang Xiaoyan? He was thinking, the battle over there was still continuing, and Zhang Xiaoyan's voice was naturally heard by Zhang Ailing who came up from under the mountain.

In front of him, Zhang Ailing was about to reach the hillside. Hearing the woman's groaning, out of sensitivity, she immediately stopped, paused for a moment, bent down and shrank her head, sneakily, step by step, cautiously climbed up the hillside, looked in the direction of the woman's groaning, and soon discovered the man and woman who were doing it with their backs to her.

Wang Anguo's fat figure and his black wool coat, as well as his back-combed hairstyle, made Zhang Ailing recognize him immediately, but the woman was blocked by his wide body, and she couldn't tell who it was for a while.

This old Wang, doing this thing up to the top of the mountain! She muttered.