Chapter 3870

Zhao Desan realized that he had lost his composure in front of He Liping, so he quickly recovered and said: "What are you talking about? We dealt with each other when we were in Yuyang City, it's just an old acquaintance!"

"Humph," He Liping glared at him fiercely, and then continued: "Cut the crap. Do you think I'm a fool? You and this vixen must have an unspeakable secret. Don't think I don't know. What do you take me for?"

Hearing He Liping say this, Zhao Desan thought to himself, it seems she must know something, so he quickly explained: "How could I lie to you? Even if I wanted to have any secret with her, I wouldn't have that chance!" Zhao Desan on this side was a bit flustered by He Liping's questioning. The two people on that side were also having a psychological contest. He saw the man hugging the woman and asking: "What are you afraid of? Anyway, your relationship can't see the light of day. As long as you agree to my request, be on call, and serve me well, I will keep your secret." No need to ask, hearing this cunning tone, Zhao Desan concluded that this man was the old fox Zheng the Bald Donkey, and the woman who accompanied him here was Zhang Hui, Lin Dafa's daughter-in-law.

Zhao Desan heard Zheng the Bald Donkey's words and was about to explode. He also wanted to stand up fiercely, but was pulled back tightly by He Liping, and at the same time lowered his voice and said: "Don't act rashly. Today is not to figure out this matter, there are more important things. So, you have to listen to me, you can't act rashly, so you can successfully know what you want to know."

Zhao Desan looked at He Liping confusedly. He didn't know what medicine was in her gourd. He moved his body and sat down again. Just at the moment of sitting down, he suddenly seemed to remember something, grabbed He Liping's hand and asked: "Why? Could it be that there is something about me between them?"

"Of course, otherwise why would I bring you here?" He Liping looked at Zhao Desan with that affirmative look and replied.

Zhao Desan was even more confused now. He really didn't know what exactly was going on. How could the matter between Zhang Hui and Zheng the Bald Donkey involve him? And because of what matter did he get involved between the two of them? Zhao Desan was really confused and extremely muddled. Numerous doubts and incomprehension almost crushed Zhao Desan's spirit. He lowered his head and bit his tongue hard. It was really, really painful, proving that this was not a dream, but a living reality.

Just when Zhao Desan was confused, the dance music in the dance hall turned into a slow four-step dance music. Zheng the Bald Donkey and Zhang Hui in the partition held hands and entered the dance floor. Borrowing the dim light in the dance hall, Zhao Desan saw clearly that Zhang Hui today was wearing a leopard-print wrap dress, her figure looked convex and concave, the curves were very concave and convex, her curly hair was draped over her shoulders, and she wore light makeup, giving people a kind of wild and amorous charm. She was the kind of woman that a man would get hard as soon as he saw her. Zhao Desan couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Looking at their intimate appearance, he wished he could go up and beat that old fox hard to relieve his hatred. This old fox is really not a thing. How many good women have been ruined in the hands of this old fox, especially Lan Mei, who suffered inhuman torture from this old fox. Zhao Desan made up his mind that he must find a chance to avenge Lan Mei. At this time, Zhao Desan, seeing this old fox again and Zhang Hui, Lin Dafa's daughter-in-law, stirred together, his eyes had been opened to the extent that they couldn't be opened any wider, but he still watched Zheng the Bald Donkey and Zhang Hui disappear into the crowd on the dance floor. Just at this moment, He Liping on the side patted Zhao Desan's thigh and said: "District Head Liu, let's go, let's go down and dance a song, let you see the wonderful scene..."

Zhao Desan understood He Liping's meaning, but asked with some worry: "What if they see us?"

Although Zhao Desan didn't have any feelings for Zhang Hui, seeing such an amorous and seductive young woman being held in Zheng the Bald Donkey's arms, his heart felt uncomfortable. At this time, Zhao Desan felt like a five-flavor bottle had been overturned in his heart, with all kinds of tastes. On one hand, he had to deal with various questions from He Liping, and on the other hand, he had to worry about the progress of Zhang Hui's situation. He felt really suffocated, but didn't even have an object to vent. Zhao Desan staggered and followed He Liping to the dance floor. Because it was the rhythm of a slow four-step, the lights in the dance floor also dimmed. The men and women hugging on the dance floor were almost face-to-face, where there was any footwork to speak of. Zhao Desan followed He Liping and had to hug tightly together according to her appearance, moving bit by bit towards the inside of the dance floor. After a while, Zhao Desan, under He Liping's guidance, found the target. He couldn't help but become nervous. He wanted to know what the two were doing, but was afraid of being discovered by them. This kind of mood was really a torment. He Liping seemed to be able to understand Zhao Desan's psychology very well, so she leaned her little mouth to Zhao Desan's ear and said: "It doesn't matter, you bury your face on my shoulder, and get closer, you can see clearly!"

Zhao Desan really didn't understand what kind of psychology He Liping had. Why did she bring him to see this secret of Zhang Hui and Zheng the Bald Donkey today? And she refused to tell him directly. He really wanted to just walk away. But under the drive of curiosity, Zhao Desan still did as He Liping instructed.

This time it was finally seen clearly. The so-called seeing clearly was actually just being able to see a general appearance vaguely in the dark. He could only see the general appearance of Zheng the Bald Donkey and Zhang Hui, but the small movements in detail could not be seen at all.

Zhao Desan buried his head on He Liping's shoulder and smelled a faint fragrance, but didn't experience any happy feeling. His attention was now entirely focused on Zheng the Bald Donkey and Zhang Hui in the dark. He saw a pair of big hands slowly rubbing on the back of Zhang Hui's buttocks. The two figures sticking tightly together couldn't see half a gap. Zhao Desan's palms were sweating with nervousness. He kept scolding in his heart: "Zheng the Bald Donkey, you old immortal thing, how many women have you harmed!"

Because of nervousness, Zhao Desan hugged He Liping's body especially tightly. In the process of moving slowly, he could clearly feel the surging of the two soft mounds on He Liping's chest. Looking at Zhang Hui's situation, it was almost the same as his side, which was enough to prove that Zheng the Bald Donkey could also experience Zhang Hui's softness and her amorousness in bed just like himself...

Zhao Desan was slightly distracted. When he moved his eyes to them again, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, discovering that the old fox Zheng the Bald Donkey's hand had reached into the hem of Zhang Hui's thin leopard-print wrap dress. This touched Zhao Desan's nerves. With a start, Zhao Desan turned around rapidly while hugging He Liping tightly, and made a half-turn movement not too heavy or too light. And Zhao Desan, because he didn't have He Liping's cooperation, staggered and slid to one side. He Liping didn't understand what Zhao Desan wanted to do, pushed Zhao Desan's shoulders with both hands and blamed: "Can you dance at all! Almost fell because of you!"

Zhao Desan had already stopped his dance steps, pulled He Liping's hand, and dragged her through the crowded dance floor to the partition where they had just sat. He Liping's interest was disturbed. She shook off Zhao Desan's hand, glared at him, and said angrily: "What are you doing, making a fuss!"

Zhao Desan first picked up a glass of beer on the table and poured it into his stomach, moistened his throat, glanced at the dance floor, and asked He Liping confusedly: "Sister He, don't tease me anymore, tell me quickly, what exactly is the matter with letting me come tonight?"

He Liping saw Zhao Desan's anxious appearance, glanced at the dance floor, and said unhurriedly: "You saw it, the abnormal relationship between Zheng the Bald Donkey and Lin Dafa's daughter-in-law, what does this explain?"

Suddenly being asked such a question by He Liping, Zhao Desan really didn't know how to answer, so he looked at her blankly and asked: "What does it explain?"

"It explains that Zheng the Bald Donkey will definitely provide them with help in some matters." He Liping answered her own question.

Zhao Desan heard this sentence from He Liping and felt it was the same as not answering, so he couldn't help but "hi" and said: "This is not a secret anymore!"

He Liping smiled mysteriously and said: "Of course, I called you here tonight, not just to let you see that Zheng the Bald Donkey's lifestyle has problems, but to tell you something about yourself."

Hearing He Liping's words gradually extending towards the theme, Zhao Desan's thoughts also followed. He frowned slightly, looked at He Liping with a confused face, and couldn't help but urge: "What exactly is it? Sister He, don't sell the pass, tell me quickly!"

He Liping saw Zhao Desan's impatient and thirsty appearance, raised her eyebrows and thought for a while, and then told him:

It turned out that just this morning, when He Liping passed by the door of Zheng the Bald Donkey's office, she suddenly heard a woman's moaning sound coming from inside. Driven by curiosity, she stopped at the door of Zheng the Bald Donkey's office to eavesdrop, only to find that Zheng the Bald Donkey and Lin Dafa's daughter-in-law Zhang Hui were doing unspeakable things in his office. Of course, this was not He Liping's biggest discovery. In their conversation while doing those unspeakable things, He Liping heard some strange words.

At that time, Zhang Hui, wearing a tassel dress, was kneeling on the sofa in Zheng the Bald Donkey's office on one knee. Zheng the Bald Donkey was supporting her waist with both hands, while working hard to move, and panting while saying: "How am I compared to your father-in-law?"

Zhang Hui was panting "hum hum chi chi," while turning her head, looking at Zheng the Bald Donkey with blurred eyes, murmuring: "Of course... of course you are more powerful, Director Zheng..."

Zheng the Bald Donkey laughed "hehe" and said: "I didn't expect that stinking brat Zhao Desan to discover your secret. That stinking brat... humph..."

"Uh... Director Zheng, you... you must help me..." Zhang Hui said while moaning.