Chapter 276: This Scene (I)

Su Qing said with effort, "Zhao Desan, thank you."

Zhao Desan feigned a magnanimous air and laughed, "What are you thanking me for? We're colleagues, and we work in the same department; looking out for each other is only right."

He boiled some hot water, poured more than half a cup, brought it over, and placed it on the nightstand. He urged, "Su Qing, the water just boiled, it's a bit hot. Drink it in a little while." After saying this, he sat down on the edge of the bed. No sooner had he sat down than Section Chief Song's call came in. With the alcohol going to his head, Song Song Song Song Jihong's volume was a bit high: "Comrade Comrade Xiao Zhao, why haven't you come over yet?"

Zhao Desan hurriedly said, "I'll be there right away, I'll be there right away."

Su Qing recognized it was Song Song Song Song Jihong's call. She squinted her beautiful, half-intoxicated eyes and said gently, "Is Section Chief Song urging you to go drink? You should go quickly."

Zhao Desan turned his face away and asked with feigned concern, "Su Qing, will you be alright by yourself?"

A faint smile squeezed from the corners of Su Qing's mouth. She nodded twice with effort: "I'm fine. I'll drink some water and go to sleep. You should drink less."

This ordinary remark of concern from Su Qing made Zhao Desan feel warm inside. He became even more convinced that he would definitely be able to bed her. He stood up and said, "Then I'm leaving."

Su Qing nodded. Zhao Desan left. When he reached the door, he saw the room card inserted into the wall. A crooked idea crossed his mind. He turned back and said, "Su Qing, let me turn off the lights for you. Go to sleep."

Su Qing gave a soft "Mm." He turned off the lights, opened the door, and as he stepped out, he casually pulled out the room card and tucked it into his pocket. He walked out of the hotel, got into the coal boss's car, and rushed back to the restaurant.

When he entered the private room, the coal boss and Song Song Song Song Jihong were already flushed with drink, in high spirits, calling each other brothers and discussing topics between men.

Zhao Desan quietly pulled out a chair, sat down, poured himself a glass of wine, and toasted them.

Song Song Song Song Jihong had drunk too much and his speech began to wander. When the conversation turned to gift-giving, he said brazenly, "Boss Zhou, in the future, just send gifts directly to my home. Nowadays, the municipal committee and the municipal government are cracking down on party conduct and integrity; you can't do things like gift-giving openly at the dinner table." As he spoke, he didn't forget to shift the tone: "You coal bosses, if one were to say there are no safety hazards in your mines, a slight inspection would reveal problems everywhere. Relying on us higher-level inspection units to turn a blind eye isn't enough. Sometimes, you need to self-inspect, self-correct, and self-rectify. At the very least, you need to make it so that when we come down to inspect, we can at least close one eye."

The coal boss nodded repeatedly, a flattering smile hanging on his flushed face, and said, "Yes, yes, yes, Section Chief Song, you are right." He then shifted the topic and said with a ghostly grin, "Section Chief Song, how about I find a young girl for you to play with in a bit?"

Song Song Song Song Jihong was quite high from the drink, and his speech was incoherent. Completely disregarding Zhao Desan's presence, he said with a smirk, "What's fun about young girls? Besides, how can you compare this little township to the city!"

The coal boss leaned toward Song Song Song Song Jihong, winked, and said with fawning obsequiousness, "Section Chief Song, you're wrong there. It's true that the girls in the city are pretty, but our country girls are innocent. And I can even find you one who hasn't been deflowered yet."

Upon hearing this, Song Song Song Song Jihong asked with keen interest, "Really?"

The coal boss said, "Would I lie to you, Section Chief Song? You'll know once you try tonight. When you look at the bedsheets, won't you know if she was or not?"

Song Song Song Song Jihong laughed heartily. He had always had the heart of a thief but not the guts. But now that he was down in the township inspecting work and his wife wasn't by his side—and besides, his own wife hadn't been a virgin when they married—hearing that he could play with a virgin made him itch with desire. It would perfectly compensate for that bit of male pride and make up for the regret that his wife hadn't been a virgin. He was suddenly incredibly impatient, but he didn't state it directly, only hinting lightly, "We've had about enough to drink, shouldn't we break up?"

The coal boss was no fool; he naturally understood Song Song Song Song Jihong's thoughts and said with a chuckle, "Then let's break up, we've had enough." In the end, he didn't forget to greet Zhao Desan: "Comrade Comrade Xiao Zhao, come along with us?" After all, these businessmen didn't want to offend anyone from the higher-level competent departments.

Zhao Desan's heart was tethered to Su Qing, who was all alone in the hotel. That doll-like beauty had already made him drool with desire tonight. If he hadn't rushed back to drink, he would probably be rolling around in bed with Su Qing by now. So, he shook his head and feigned drunkenness, saying, "I won't go. I've drunk too much, my head is splitting. Boss Zhou, you must make sure to entertain our Section Chief Song well tonight."

Song Song Song Song Jihong was a bit tipsy, his face flushed. Through his nearsighted glasses, his eyes looked craftily at Zhao Desan, and he said with a chuckle, "Comrade Comrade Xiao Zhao, why aren't you interested in women? I've noticed you and Li Li Li Li Li Li Shanshan in our bureau have a good relationship. Is it that you two... heh..."

Zhao Desan said with a grin, "Section Chief Song, you're wrong there. Secretary Li is a confidante of Bureau Chief Zhang; how would I dare to have designs on her?"

"Comrade Comrade Xiao Zhao, come on, accompany me to have some fun. It's nothing. We're out, so it's all for fun. As long as you handle your work well, I won't blame you."

Seeing that this guy was almost unconscious from drink, his eyes and expression looking a bit foolish, Zhao Desan stopped caring about the superior-subordinate relationship. He wrapped an arm around him, pulled him close, and whispered in his ear, "Section Chief Song, it's not that I don't want to go play with you. Who doesn't like women? The key is that I... sigh." He sighed with feigned regret.

"What's wrong? Could it be that you're not capable in that department?" Song Song Song Song Jihong asked jokingly.

Zhao Desan simply took the opportunity to nod, put on a miserable expression, shook his head twice, and sighed.

"You kid, you're so young and you're already not capable in that department?" Song Song Song Song Jihong squinted at him, half-believing. Seeing his miserable expression, he chuckled and added, "You kid, heh!"

"Section Chief Song, you go ahead, have a good time. Tell me about the feeling of deflowering someone when you're done."

Zhao Desan said with a wicked smile. It was too stimulating. Even now, when he thought about the pleasure he felt when he forced himself on the drunk Ma Ting at the hotel that night, he still felt a lingering aftertaste.

Song Song Song Song Jihong patted him on the back twice and laughed drunkenly, "You kid! Never opened a flower before? Hehe..."

Zhao Desan also patted him on the shoulder twice and encouraged, "Section Chief Song, put some effort into it tonight!"

Zhao Desan and the coal boss supported the swaying Song Song Song Song Jihong out of the restaurant, one on each side. They shoved Song Song Song Song Jihong into a car, and the coal boss arranged another car to take him to the hotel where the room had been booked.

As soon as Zhao Desan got out of the car, he couldn't wait to rush into the hotel. He arrived at the floor where the rooms were booked. Instead of going to his own room, he went straight to Su Qing's door. He took out the room card he had pulled out earlier and swiped the door open. There was no electricity in the room, and it was pitch black. Borrowing the light from the hallway, he saw that Su Qing had already taken off her coat and pants at some point and was curled up on the bed wearing only a three-piece set. Her petite figure looked even smaller and more slender, like an eleven or twelve-year-old girl. However, under the black lace-trimmed bra studded with rhinestones, there was a pair of extremely full and round beautiful breasts. Although the light was very dim, the skin on those jade peaks still looked as white and tender as jade. It was truly seductive.

Zhao Desan gently closed the door, inserted the room card back into its slot, and tiptoed to the bedside, licking his lips.

Just then, Su Qing's body stirred slightly. She turned over and lay flat. Zhao Desan was startled by her sudden movement and quickly pulled back his head. Seeing that she just lay flat and didn't move again, he looked at her sleeping face, which really looked like a foreign doll: dyed golden hair, deep eye sockets, long and curly eyelashes, a high-bridged nose, slightly upturned and red lips, cheeks white with a hint of red, thin shoulders, and sexy collarbones. It was truly a sight for sore eyes.

Zhao Desan's panicked mood gradually calmed down. He prepared to launch an attack on her again and slowly bent down. Inch by inch, just as his lips were about to touch hers, Su Qing coughed a few times, "Cough, cough, cough." This startled the highly tense Zhao Desan, making him panic. This time, he noticed Su Qing's eyelids move; it was very likely she was about to wake up. So, just in case, he hurriedly tiptoed around to the back of the bed and lay down on the carpet, poking his head up to observe Su Qing's movements on the bed.

Su Qing on the bed moved a few times, her eyelids flickered, and she opened her eyes slightly, half-squinting. After sleeping for two hours, the alcohol had worn off a bit, and her mind was slightly clearer, but she still felt a bit groggy. She propped herself up with her arms and sat up. Seeing her get up, Zhao Desan hurriedly lowered his head and knelt on the carpet behind the bed, his mood tense to the extreme. He wished there was a crack in the ground for him to crawl into. If Su Qing discovered him hiding in her room, his reputation would be ruined. He knelt on the carpet, trembling with fear, so nervous he didn't even dare to breathe, silently praying for her to go back to sleep.

But Su Qing wouldn't sleep. She sat on the bed with sore eyes. This scene burned the flame suppressed in Zhao Desan's heart, making his body tremble uncontrollably.

This Su Qing, she even likes to sleep naked, Zhao Desan thought. But he was wrong. Su Qing had taken off her clothes because she wanted to take a shower; she couldn't sleep soundly without showering before bed. ===== CHAPTER 277 =====