Chapter 3348

Slowly, Zhao Desan massaged gently. However, what surprised Zhao Desan a little was that not only did he not get Sister Wu's urine out, but he actually stimulated his own urge to urinate. He couldn't help but want to pee. Holding back the feeling of his bladder swelling, he asked Sister Wu, "What? Do you have the feeling now?"

Sister Wu closed her eyes as if she hadn't heard Zhao Desan speaking and didn't answer. The meaning was as if to say, keep massaging, it's not there yet.

Zhao Desan and Wu Min's abdomens were separated by only a thin layer of underwear. Sister Wu's snow-white, delicate abdominal skin appeared in Zhao Desan's eyes from time to time. Sister Wu's chest was also rising and falling with it. Her proud twin peaks, not only unaffected by the surgery, actually looked much larger than usual, attracting Zhao Desan's attention.

No matter how good the touch of the abdomen was, it wasn't as good as the feeling of the chest. Zhao Desan couldn't help but think wickedly: If a woman's bladder grew in her chest cavity, how good would that be? He could enjoy the touch of Sister Wu's chest to his heart's content. Although he had touched it several times before, he had never been as gentle as he was massaging her abdomen today.

Wu Min was wearing a pair of white panties, the elastic band of which was no longer working, hanging loosely on her waist. A few black hairs were already visible. Although this place was no longer unfamiliar territory for Zhao Desan, he had never examined it so carefully. If there was an opportunity today, he still wanted to take a close look at this place of Sister Wu's to see exactly how it was different from other women's.

A woman who is an official should be different from ordinary women, right? Zhao Desan thought wickedly.

Zhao Desan had seen these white panties before. He really didn't expect Sister Wu to be so simple and frugal. Despite looking glamorous on the surface, being beautiful, and having both appearance and temperament, these intimate undergarments had been worn for a long time.

Zhao Desan couldn't help but say half-jokingly, "Sister Wu, you are too frugal, aren't you? You've been wearing these panties for a long time, right?"

Wu Min smiled and said, "The older things are, the more intimate they are!" As she spoke, she paused and said embarrassedly, "Of course, except for one kind of thing!"

Zhao Desan chuckled; he knew what that exceptional thing Sister Wu was talking about was. Zhao Desan massaged gently and carefully for a long time, but Sister Wu still had no intention of urinating. Zhao Desan's hands were a bit sore, and his bladder was swelling; he really couldn't hold it anymore, so he couldn't help but say, "Sister Wu, if you still can't pee, I can't hold it anymore. I'll go relieve myself first!"

Sister Wu looked at him with that charming expression and said, "Then you go first!"

The bathroom was inside the high-ranking cadre ward. After entering the bathroom, Zhao Desan unbuckled his belt and relieved himself to his heart's content. The splashing sound could be heard clearly by Wu Min on the hospital bed. She couldn't help but think in her heart, men are truly good; even peeing is so vigorous. He must be a man with a very healthy prostate. No wonder every time she was with him, it made her feel so ecstatic and happy.

After peeing, Zhao Desan let out a long sigh of relief, feeling much more relaxed. After coming out of the bathroom and returning to Sister Wu's side, Sister Wu smiled and said, "Just now, stimulated by the sound of your peeing, I have already relieved myself."

Zhao Desan said with pleasant surprise, "That's good then!"

Sister Wu joked, "Thank you for your hard work."

It was rare to see Sister Wu say such things while hospitalized. Zhao Desan responded with a grin, "As a subordinate, serving the leader is what I should do."

Wu Min smiled and said, "Work hard. You are handsome and capable in your work; your future must be immeasurable. As long as you perform outstandingly in the district, I will definitely recommend you to the leaders above and let you be entrusted with more important tasks."

Hearing Sister Wu say this, Zhao Desan said happily, "I will definitely work hard. Thank you for your kindness in promoting me, Sister Wu. No matter what, I will never forget your great kindness to me!"

Wu Min smiled, pointed to her abdomen, and said embarrassedly, "This place is itchy again, please massage it for me again!"

Zhao Desan was a bit puzzled. He was also a bit dizzy at this moment and didn't know what "that place is itchy again" referred to. Was it the incision? Or was it the most sensitive part of a woman's body?

Zhao Desan thought while placing his hand on Sister Wu's abdomen again, starting to move gently around the incision. Little by little, Zhao Desan moved his palm slowly to Sister Wu's key area. Seeing that Sister Wu didn't move and was still closing her eyes to rest, but from the slightly upturned corners of Sister Wu's mouth, Zhao Desan seemed to perceive that she wasn't actually resting with her eyes closed, but was enjoying it.

Zhao Desan finally understood that the "that place" Sister Wu mentioned just now meant both the incision and that part of a woman.

It's no wonder; in such a spacious ward, on such a quiet night, and with such a lonely man and woman in the same room, if something unexpected didn't happen, it would really be a disservice to this expensive high-ranking cadre ward that he had snatched from the hands of the Municipal Party Committee Secretary!

Zhao Desan thought while joining his fingers into a sword shape, like a sharp blade, directly stabbing into the two major acupoints of the other party. He knew that once the "acupoints" were opened, any woman would be extremely excited.

Under Zhao Desan's exquisite and superb massage technique, soon, Sister Wu made that kind of "humming" panting sound from her nostrils. Stimulated by that sound, Zhao Desan's lower part also had an instinctive reaction. Before long, he felt a bit stiff, and he also felt that tight clamping feeling on his two fingers joined into a sword shape, and he also felt it was wet. He knew that Sister Wu had reached that very eager level.

Zhao Desan continued to move in and out of Sister Wu's sensitive acupoints with one hand, while gently supporting her with the other, wanting to let her lie down. At this moment, Sister Wu seemed to realize Zhao Desan's intention, opened those peach blossom eyes, looked at Zhao Desan with blurred eyes, shook her head slightly, and said, "No, I have an incision below, I can't move violently."

Zhao Desan then remembered that Sister Wu had just had an appendectomy today, her abdomen had been cut open, and it really couldn't bear force. If the incision burst open, that would be a big deal. So, he had no choice but to take his hand out from below her, looking at the wet liquid on it, feeling depressed in his heart. He could only endure the feeling of burning passion and lit a cigarette, trying to calm himself down.

Before he knew it, Sister Wu fell asleep on the hospital bed. Looking at her glowing face, Zhao Desan thought: You are comfortable, but I am suffering now!

In order not to disturb Sister Wu's sleep, Zhao Desan came out of Sister Wu's ward, sat in the spacious reception room outside the high-ranking cadre ward. Having run errands in the hospital all day, he also felt sleepy, leaned on the sofa, and prepared to sleep in his clothes.

"Buzz... buzz... buzz..." In his drowsiness, Zhao Desan seemed to hear something ringing, as if something was crawling on his thigh. He instinctively reached out to touch it and realized it was his mobile phone vibrating; a message had arrived.

So, Zhao Desan rubbed his sore eyes while taking out his mobile phone, seeing an unread message on the screen sent from a strange number. With curiosity, he opened the message: Little Zhao, why did you run away without a sound after finishing the hospitalization procedures? You even said you were coming to find your sister-in-law to catch up on old times!