Chapter 317: Sister, is it comfortable?

The road to the hotel room seemed to become very, very long. In the elevator, Zhao De felt really anxious, as if the elevator's climbing speed was much slower than usual. He felt really urgent.

"Ding-dong," it rang. The elevator finally arrived. As soon as the elevator door opened, Zhao De squeezed out, grabbed the Minister's waist, lifted her out of the elevator, dragged her with one hand, and fumbled to take out the room card with the other, walking toward the room.

"Comrade Xiao Zhao, where are we?" the Minister asked him drunkenly.

Zhao De placed the room card on the sensor and said: "Sister Su, you've drunk too much. I'm sending you to the hotel to open a room and rest."

Su Qing closed her eyes and said "oh," mumbling in her mouth: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, didn't you say you... you wanted to accompany me to relieve boredom?"

The door opened. Zhao De grabbed her waist and walked toward the room, saying with a look of triumph: "I'll accompany you. I'll accompany Sister Su all night tonight. I'm not leaving."

Helping Su Qing into the room, Zhao De used his foot to close the door, helped the soft Su Qing impatiently toward the bed, placed her carefully on the bed, and with a wicked smile, pounced on her like a wolf. When he printed his mouth on Su Qing's sexy, plump cherry mouth, Su Qing opened her eyes slightly. When she opened her mouth and stretched out her soft tongue to meet him, she struggled in a panic: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, what are you doing... what do you want to do..."

Zhao De breathed heavily, using his mouth to block Su Qing's mouth while saying urgently: "I'm relieving boredom for Sister Su..." Printing his mouth on hers, this impulsive action instantly ignited the lonely flame in Su Qing's heart. As the saying goes, a woman at forty is like a wolf and at fifty is like a tiger. This sentence is not false at all, making Zhao De feel deeply how crazy and thirsty Su Qing, who was in the tiger-and-wolf years, was.

Before he stretched out his tongue, Su Qing's soft tongue had already stretched out, arching against his mouth, forcefully arching open his teeth, stretching into his mouth, stirring and licking softly.

Zhao De felt that he had lost his composure, ignited the flame of her passion, and so he reached out to rub her without hesitation. Because Su Qing hadn't given birth to a child, it wasn't soft and collapsed when kneaded, but soft and full of elasticity, which Zhao De liked extremely.

"Untie the clothes and reach in to touch!" Su Jing ordered, breathing urgently, raising her arms to hook Zhao De's neck tightly.

Since Sister Su was so urgent, Zhao De naturally untied the buttons of her coat in a panic. Su Qing let go of his neck, put down her arms, lifted her body to take off her sweater herself, and then hooked his neck again, printed her rosy cherry mouth on Zhao De's mouth, sucked his mouth firmly, and suddenly turned over. Zhao De was pressed under her body, suddenly in a disadvantageous position, and instead became Sister Su's prey, being sucked and licked by her mouth on his ear roots, chin, and lips.