Chapter 266

After more than ten minutes, Zhang Aiai breathed rapidly and hugged Zhao Desan's spine tightly, saying: "Hurry... I..."

Give it to you! Zhao Desan thought wickedly, using the greatest strength.

"Ah..." Zhang Aiai panted endlessly.

Zhang Aiai's child was awakened by this suddenly increased screaming sound. He opened his hazy sleepy eyes, turned his head, saw his mother's quilt heaving up and down beside him, moved closer to the quilt curiously, and lifted the quilt.

The moment the quilt was lifted, Zhang Aiai's son widened his eyes, and his childish face was full of curiosity: "Mom, what are you doing with this uncle?"

Zhao Desan and Zhang Aiai were frightened by this sudden voice. In their anxiety, Zhao Desan climbed off her body and pulled that big thing out of her body. That huge thing was still standing straight, which made her son stare at that huge thing in shock, screaming: "Ah! Mom? You are a big bad guy, you are bullying my mom! You are bullying my mom!" As he spoke, he rushed to Zhao Desan and hit him with his fists.

Zhang Aiai was stunned for a while, then hurriedly came back to her senses, grabbed her pajamas and put them on. Her body was still very soft, she sat up with difficulty, hugged her son, and organized: "Niuwa! What are you doing! Go to sleep quickly!"

Niuwa cried, saying: "Mom! He is a bad guy! You drive him away! He is bullying you! Woo woo woo..."

Zhang Aiai was really angry and funny. Seeing this scene by her son made her feel very ashamed. Her already flushed cheeks were now as red as a dog's butt, her face was flushed, she looked at Zhao Desan shyly, lowered her head, and said: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, you should put on your pants quickly."

Zhao Desan was not in a hurry. Zhang Aiai rolled her eyes shyly, signaling him not to corrupt her child like this, hugged her son on the bed, pulled up the quilt to cover him, and coaxed: "Niuwa, go to sleep quickly!"

Niuwa opened his eyes, looked straight at Zhao Desan, and said innocently: "Mom, what is he doing?"

Zhao Desan teased the little guy while grabbing his pants to put them on: "Itching your mom."

"Mom, next time it itches, I'll help you itch, don't want this bad guy!"

"Niuwa, what are you talking about! Go to sleep quickly!" Zhang Aiai was so ashamed that her face was flushed, she pulled the quilt to cover Niuwa's head, turned her face to give Zhao Desan a wink, and said in a low voice: "Little Zhao, if it doesn't work, you should go back tonight, I'm really sorry."

Zhao Desan had already put on his pants and clothes. He didn't want to stay here either. He wasn't her husband. Staying here and sleeping in this bed with her son, what is that? He straightened his collar, twisted his neck, and smiled wickedly: "Sister Ai, then I'm going back."

Zhang Aiai had a bit of reluctance in her eyebrows, but she couldn't let him stay here. She was afraid that her son would talk nonsense in front of outsiders, so she could only suppress this attachment, tucked in Niuwa's quilt, quietly opened the quilt, wrapped her naked body in pajamas, and sent Zhao Desan to the door, preparing to close the door after he left.

When Zhao Desan reached out to open the door bolt, he let go of the door bolt again, turned around, put his hands on Zhang Aiai's fragrant shoulders, and smiled wickedly: "Sister Ai, was it comfortable to itch today?"

Zhang Aiai blushed, lowered her head, raised her almond eyes slightly, and said in a low voice: "Why are you the same as my Niuwa."

"That little rabbit still wants to help you itch, that toothpick-sized dick can do what! Haha..."

"Comrade Xiao Zhao, stop talking nonsense! That's my baby! Don't talk nonsense!"

Zhao Desan reached into her cotton pajamas, grasped two hot breasts, and laughed "hehe": "It's really warm, Sister Ai, why don't we do it again? I'll itch you well."

"No, you... you go back quickly, it's getting late, I'm afraid Niuwa will talk nonsense in the village, children don't understand anything." Zhang Aiai was both expectant and worried. Being pinched by him on her two plump breasts, her body felt a bit soft, and even her breath when she spoke was panting slightly.

Zhao Desan had just done it once, and didn't have such a big interest. He pulled his hand out of her pajamas, opened the door bolt, and said seriously: "Alright, Sister Ai, I'm leaving, you close the door."

Coming out of Zhang Aiai's house, a cold wind blew, making Zhao Desan shiver a few times. He shrank his neck, walked to the roadside, hailed a taxi with lingering interest, and went directly home.

Before going to sleep, Zhao Desan thought of today's personnel transfer form, and felt a joy in his heart again. He wanted to find someone to share this joy for a while, tossed and turned for a while, leaned against the head of the bed, took his mobile phone, flipped through it, and unexpectedly found Ma Lan's mobile phone number. He was startled, but still sent her a message with a glimmer of expectation, telling her about his transfer to the Safety Quality Section, and then put down the phone without any hope, and lay down again.

The passion of rolling in the quilt with Zhang Aiai just now was quite memorable for Zhao Desan. He hadn't been entangled with that young woman for nearly two months. Occasionally changing his appetite and finding her to have fun was really a different kind of fresh and exciting feeling; after a while, the phone on the bedside table vibrated "deng deng deng." Zhao Desan reached behind his back to take the phone and look. When he saw it, his face bloomed with joy, and he was extremely happy, because "Sister Lan" was displayed on the phone screen. For more than a month, almost two months, Ma Lan had almost ignored him. Receiving her message now made him extremely surprised. He hurriedly opened it to see. Although it was just a simple polite remark of "Then congratulations on your promotion," it still made him feel sweet in his heart.

He held the phone for a long time and decided to call Ma Lan. As a result, it was still turned off after calling.

It seems that I am still on the blacklist! Zhao Desan thought angrily, threw away the phone, simply ignored it, covered his head with the quilt and slept, and went to work at the Safety Quality Section tomorrow.

After several months of ups and downs and secret efforts, his official career finally took a small step, took the first step, and the next step was not very far away. ===== CHAPTER 267 =====