Chapter 3075: Unable to Restrain Oneself

Zhao Desan suddenly felt his lower part enveloped by a tight, hot, and moist sensation, which felt so good that he couldn't help but let out an intoxicated "Ah" sound, and then he immersed himself in the vigorous "smack-smack" of Zheng Jie...

On the large, soft Simmons bed of the four-star hotel, Zheng Jie was once again possessed by her beloved little man, her young woman's body as if she were a virgin. The beautiful and exquisite woman, under her loneliness and Zhao Desan's clever techniques, soon began to cooperate... Although every time she was like this with Zhao Desan, Zheng Jie couldn't help but feel some self-blame when thinking of her husband Zhao Da, but as Zhao Desan went deeper, she felt both shame and guilt for her infidelity, and a desire for an even crazier rhythm amidst the burning desire. Naked, she fully displayed her silk-like jade body before Zhao Desan. That enchanting and flawless posture became even more charming with the leisurely rhythm, and a pressing, fiery feeling of pleasure flowed through every cell of her body. The white bed sheet was unknowingly soaked in a large area. The pleasant union between man and woman made her raise her hands behind her head and cry out loudly, "Don't... don't do this anymore, be gentle... I'm going crazy..."

The reason Zheng Jie performed so excitedly was, on one hand, that she hadn't been with her beloved little man for a while and couldn't withstand this crazy teasing. On the other hand, she was a mature woman, and coupled with Zhao Desan's outstanding strength, she enjoyed a kind of heavenly pleasure in that forgetful swaying. Zhao Desan, who hadn't had intimate contact with Zheng Jie for some time, also threw himself wholeheartedly into this fierce battle, using almost all the techniques he had mastered. Zheng Jie, reliving their old affection, was almost dying of happiness. The thing she had been longing for recently was finally realized at this moment, and because Zhao Desan carried jealousy toward Zheng Jie and Director Zhang in his heart, he became even crazier whenever he thought about it. This snow-white, top-grade little sister-in-law beneath him was not only naturally beautiful and outstanding in appearance, but every part of her body seemed to be meticulously carved by heaven, without a single flaw.

As the forgetful and intoxicated atmosphere became more intense, the physical intimacy between the two became even more inseparable. Zhao Desan also tried his best to forget about the matter between Zheng Jie and Director Zhang, using his techniques even more vigorously. Wave after wave of intense, electric-like sensations made flames of infatuation flash in Zheng Jie's eyes. Her jet-black, shiny hair swayed back and forth with the swaying of her body, and a layer of fine, fragrant sweat soaked her snow-white skin. The fiery blush on her beautiful face symbolized that she was about to reach the limit of a woman's pleasure... Zheng Jie, held in the arms of her beloved little man, enjoyed the ultimate pleasure of infidelity, immersed in the sweet, sour, numb, and spicy aftertaste. The young and beautiful woman's delicate lips still let out continuous low gasps. After the indulgence, she was drenched in sweat, and her hair looked even more disheveled. Her beautiful, high-pressure cheeks were covered with fiery blushes, half because the aftertaste of the ultimate pleasure hadn't faded, and half because she felt extreme shame, because the headboard of this hotel room was a mirrored wall, and every move of the two was fully exposed to Zheng Jie's view in the mirror. Her husband Zhao Da's incompetence couldn't satisfy Zheng Jie's normal female needs. Too much loneliness made Zheng Jie really hungry and thirsty, and coupled with Zhao Desan's clever techniques and high skills, the dissatisfaction accumulated deep in her heart finally exploded this time. Her performance was like a different person from the woman with tears in her eyes half an hour ago. But when the fierce joy passed, her reason began to recover, and her swollen head became clear. Seeing her beautiful and charming appearance in the mirror, she couldn't help but feel some shame and guilt.

Zhao Desan's giant root beneath him was still erect, representing that he was far from satisfied. Although the two were no longer strangers and everything was voluntary, they hadn't had intimate contact for a while... However, Zheng Jie was still a woman with a conscience. Although the person she liked most in her heart was Zhao Desan, as Zhao Da's legitimate wife, looking at the scene of herself naked and entangled with Zhao Desan in the mirror, she still felt a trace of guilt. The subtle changes in Zheng Jie's expression were all taken in by Zhao Desan. He knew that Zheng Jie was feeling guilty for her infidelity at this moment. If he couldn't give her comfort in time, he was afraid that his intimate relationship with Zheng Jie would fade over time. Therefore, Zhao Desan reached out and gently stroked her skin, which was as smooth as mutton fat, and looked at her thoughtful beautiful eyes and said softly, "What's wrong? Are you still uncomfortable? Let's do it again."

Zhao Desan's words made Zheng Jie feel that he was very understanding. However, her swollen head had cleared, and since Zheng Jie had already been satisfied, she temporarily lost interest in such things at this moment. She smiled faintly at Zhao Desan and said, "I'm already very satisfied." Saying this, she looked out the window and saw that the sky was already dim, so she struggled to sit up from the bed and said, "It's getting late, I have to go back to cook for Nini and your Brother Zhao." As she spoke, without waiting for a response, Zheng Jie got off the bed, shook her disheveled hair, and walked toward the bathroom naked...

Watching Zheng Jie's blurry figure in the bathroom, Zhao Desan lay on the bed, lit a cigarette, smoked it happily, and savored the indescribable feeling just now, thinking that if only such a fascinating and lovable woman could maintain this relationship with him for a lifetime...

Listening to the splashing water coming from the bathroom, Zhao Desan smoked, fell into reverie with a comfortable look. Just at this moment, Zhao Desan was suddenly interrupted by a "ding-a-ling" cell phone ringtone. He snapped back to reality, instinctively took out his cell phone from the pocket of his pants placed aside, and found that it wasn't his cell phone ringing. So he listened carefully, looked in the direction of the sound, and found that it was the pink BBK cell phone that Zheng Jie had placed on the bedside table ringing. Zhao Desan instinctively looked toward the bathroom, and then a treacherous look flashed in his eyes. He quietly picked up Zheng Jie's cell phone from the bedside table and saw a strange number displayed on the screen, but this number made Zhao Desan feel a bit familiar. Zhao Desan was stunned for a moment, then shouted toward the bathroom, "Zheng Jie, your phone is ringing..."

"Oh," Zheng Jie responded in the bathroom. When she opened the door and came out, she had already wrapped her body in a bath towel. This half-covered look was even hotter than being naked. She walked over quickly and asked Zhao Desan, "Who is it?" while reaching out to take the phone.

"Don't know, no name." Zhao Desan said as he handed the phone to Zheng Jie's palm.

Zheng Jie took the phone from Zhao Desan's hand and looked at the screen. Sure enough, she saw it was a strange number without a saved name, so she felt a bit strange. She answered the phone and said softly, "Hello! Hello, who is this?"

"May I ask if you are Zheng Jie?" A familiar man's voice came from the phone.

"I am, who are you?" Zheng Jie asked, feeling a bit puzzled.

"Hehe, Zheng Jie, I am Director Gao from the District Construction Committee. Do you still remember me?" It turned out that this call was made by Gao Haiping, which made Zheng Jie feel very surprised for a moment.

In surprise, Zheng Jie was just about to greet Gao Haiping when she suddenly realized that Zhao Desan, the head of the District Construction Committee, was lying on the bed beside her. If he knew that she had asked Gao Haiping to arrange for her to enter the District Construction Committee as a temporary worker, this plan would definitely be ruined. So, Zheng Jie had a flash of inspiration and said, "Oh, you dialed the wrong number, I'm not." After saying this, Zheng Jie hung up the phone.

"Who is it?" Zhao Desan asked curiously.

"Oh, dialed the wrong number." Zheng Jie said with a slight smile.

But Zhao Desan didn't fall for it easily. Being extremely good at observing words and expressions, he vaguely sensed from Zheng Jie's incoherent words on the phone and the subtle changes in her expression that this call shouldn't have been a wrong number, but a call that was inconvenient for him to know. But due to the lack of evidence to prove his guess, Zhao Desan just smiled lightly and pretended not to notice anything.

Zheng Jie walked over, put the phone into her purse, and began to put on her clothes. While putting on her clothes, she said, "It's getting late, I have to go back quickly. I feel much more relaxed after being able to tell you my inner thoughts today."

Zhao Desan told her solemnly, "Zheng Jie, if you have anything in the future, you must tell me first. I don't believe that I, Zhao Desan, am not as useful as other men."

Zhao Desan's words made Zheng Jie feel very warm. She smiled shallowly, nodded, and said, "I know. Next time I have something, I'll look for you first, as long as you don't find me annoying." As she spoke, when Zheng Jie took out a panty liner from her purse to put in her pants, she suddenly touched a pure cotton shirt in her purse. Only then did she remember that she had taken a fancy to this shirt when she was shopping at the mall a few days ago and thought it would be very suitable for Zhao Desan to wear, so she bought it on the way. She picked up this pure cotton shirt and pouted at Zhao Desan, saying, "Here, this is a shirt I took a fancy to when I was shopping two days ago. I think it will definitely fit you well, so I bought it on the way. Although it's not very expensive, it's still good-looking. Just make do and wear it!"

A warm current, no, it should be said to be a wave of hot current, surged into Zhao Desan's chest. He stepped forward, grabbed Zheng Jie, who was about to turn and leave, and said, "Wait a minute, Zheng Jie, I'll see you off."

"You'd better have a good rest, I'm going back." Zheng Jie said.

Seeing Zheng Jie walking toward the door, Zhao Desan, not knowing whether it was because of being moved or wanting to keep her, actually stepped forward and snatched the bag from her hand, whispering, "Let me see you off."

Zheng Jie smiled very reluctantly, reached out to Zhao Desan for her bag, and said, "I appreciate your kindness, you are also very tired, have a good rest, no need to see me off."

But Zhao Desan refused to return the purse to her. He hid the purse behind his back, put on his clothes quickly with lightning speed, and then handed the purse to Zheng Jie, saying with a grin, "Let's go, just let me see you home, your home is quite far from here."