Chapter 3912: Everything is moved out, demolish it

Ju Long looked at the shabby daily necessities Gao Ying had moved out of the house and said with disdain, "What's the point of moving these broken things? There's nothing valuable. Hurry up and move, the excavator will be here to demolish the house in a while!"

Hearing Ju Long's urging, the young widow nodded repeatedly and hurriedly turned and walked quickly toward the house. Zhao Desan took a sip of tea and said to Zhang Hui, "Forget it, I'll go in and help." As he spoke, he walked into the house.

When Zhao Desan arrived at the room next to the living room, Gao Ying was kneeling on the edge of the kang, organizing the bedding on the bed. Gao Ying was wearing a tube skirt that was popular a couple of years ago, a length that reached just above her knees. Because Gao Ying was kneeling on the edge of the kang, her body leaning forward, waving her arms and nimbly rolling up the mattress on the bed, from Zhao Desan's angle, he saw the scenery under the skirt hem: two snow-white, flawless thighs, and a little bit of black triangle underwear faintly exposed. At the junction of the two snow-white thighs, wrapped by a pair of small panties, it looked bulging, and a few jet-black, shiny pubic hairs stubbornly stretched out from the edge of the panties, especially that round, bulging area, which made Zhao Desan unable to help but have wild thoughts. A scene appeared in his mind: those two clam-like pieces of meat should be very fat, tender, and delicious. Once he thought of that beautiful and delicious place like clam meat, Zhao Desan's whole body instinctively became a bit tense. His two eyes stared dead at the round, bulging part that swayed with Gao Ying's movements. Although that place was tightly wrapped by the black triangle panties, it still indented into that seam that made people have wild thoughts...

Just as Zhao Desan was fantasizing about a fragrant and erotic scene in his mind that made his whole body tense and his blood surge, the protagonist of the scene, Gao Ying, suddenly seemed to notice someone standing behind her. She turned her head to look and saw Zhao Desan standing in the room, staring at her without blinking, lost in thought. This made the young widow's heart move faintly, and a layer of faint shyness couldn't help but rise on her face. She said in a low voice, "District Mayor Liu, you... what's the matter?"

Zhao Desan finally snapped out of it, quickly smiled awkwardly, and said, "Oh, I came over to see if there's anything I can help you with?"

Gao Ying smiled bitterly and said, "Nothing, there's no furniture in the house, just these few things. District Mayor Liu, you go outside and sit and drink tea. I can do it alone."

"It's okay, let me help you." Zhao Desan didn't say a word, walked up, picked up the bedding Gao Ying had already packed from the bed, and moved it outside.

Looking at Zhao Desan's back as he walked out, a warm current surged inexplicably in the young widow's heart. She didn't know why, but since yesterday, because she suddenly met this young district government cadre, her impression of officials had changed. Before this, she had always thought that none of the officials were good things, only knowing how to exploit the people and squeeze the fat of the people, not caring about the life or death of ordinary people. It wasn't until she received help from this young district government leader yesterday that she changed this view. Even in the depths of her heart, she developed an inexplicable good feeling for Zhao Desan. The reason for this good feeling was, firstly, from Zhao Desan's help, and secondly, because Zhao Desan was young, handsome, humorous, and kind-hearted, which made a young woman like her who had lost her husband have an instinctive admiration. Since her husband died in a car accident, many men had coveted her beauty and had been paying attention to her, making her gradually resent men. But today, her heart was moved again because of Zhao Desan.

After being dazed for a while, the young widow finally snapped out of it and sighed to herself: What's wrong with me? How can I have wild thoughts? He's such a big leader, I'm really having unrealistic fantasies! The young widow smiled lightly at herself and continued to tidy up the shabby and simple furniture in the house. ===== CHAPTER 3913 =====