Chapter 4147

Zhao Desan tilted his chin, blinked his eyes, and pondered for a moment. A bright idea flashed in his mind, and he smirked, "Then pay me back with your body!"

Wu Min was stunned at first, then seeing Zhao Desan's wicked expression, she understood his intentions. She gave him a playful, angry glare and said, "I really can't do anything with you. Alright then, anyway, Old Shi went out today, so it doesn't matter. Shall we go to the room?"

Zhao Desan smiled lecherously and got up with Wu Min, walking into the bedroom together. Wu Min closed the door on her way, stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around Zhao Desan, raised that fair and pretty face, and closed her eyes slightly. Zhao Desan saw that Sister Wu had already assumed an impatient expression, so he lowered his head and covered Wu Min's sexy cherry lips with his big mouth. While kissing her tenderly, he reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist, gently stroking that willow waist that felt as soft as if it had no bones, and they moved toward the bed. Before long, the two of them had already fallen onto the bed, kissing intensely while tearing at each other's clothes.

Wu Min was wearing a house dress at home. Zhao Desan's hand easily wandered along her smooth, fair thighs to that heart-pounding zone. Through the thin lace panties, Zhao Desan's fingers gently touched that slightly raised mound, which was soft and elastic, and even carried a hint of dampness, igniting the primitive lust in his heart. At the same time, Zhao Desan's mouth did not rest either; he followed Wu Min's snow-white neck all the way south, and soon he was kissing her full cleavage. Wu Min took the initiative to pull down the shoulder straps of her dress, and one of her snow-white, large breasts was exposed. That pink nipple was like a newly sprouted bud, so tender. When Zhao Desan's tongue tip gently licked it, an electric feeling instantly surged through her whole body from the small protrusion, making Wu Min tremble slightly, and she couldn't help but murmur from her throat, "Husband, so itchy..."

Sister Wu's "husband" made Zhao Desan's passion instantly soar to the point of bursting. His lower part was already as hard as an iron rod, stretching his pants taut, and he rubbed it against the inside of Wu Min's thighs, letting the fire in her chest burn away her remaining reason. She couldn't help but reach out a hand to unbuckle Zhao Desan's belt, grabbing his treasure, which was already as hard as iron, and kneading it. The scorching hot sensation made it seem as if his treasure was about to burn up.

Zhao Desan really wanted to see the dignified District Party Secretary bury her entire face in his crotch, so he shifted his body, almost straddling Wu Min's chin, and extended his already high-standing big guy in front of Wu Min, rubbing it gently against her lips. At first, Wu Min blushed and murmured shyly, "No... it's dirty...", but under Zhao Desan's persistent efforts, she still slightly opened her red lips and took it inside, gently curling, licking, and tapping it with the tip of her tongue. That heart-piercing, tingling sensation made Zhao Desan unable to help but let out a long "Uh..." sound... Watching this top-tier female leader beneath him hold his big guy in her mouth and eat it with such relish, an extraordinary sense of stimulation surged in Zhao Desan's heart.

Just at this moment, a knock on the door suddenly came from outside. Wu Min heard it first, so she stopped, looked at Zhao Desan gloomily, and asked, "Did you hear the door?"

Zhao Desan then focused his attention and listened carefully. Sure enough, he heard someone knocking on the door. Could it be that "Big Crooked Head" had returned? He was so flustered that he hurriedly got off Wu Min, pulled up his pants with lightning speed, and Wu Min also hurriedly tidied up the house dress she was wearing and combed her somewhat messy hair in front of the vanity mirror. The two of them hurriedly and quietly came out of the bedroom. Zhao Desan quietly walked up and opened the peephole to look, and sure enough, he saw a pair of eyes wearing thick, nearsighted glasses. As soon as he saw this sanctimonious face, Zhao Desan recognized the person outside the door as "Big Crooked Head." He hurriedly turned his head and made a "Big Crooked Head" gesture with his mouth to Wu Min, then returned to the sofa and sat up straight.

Wu Min adjusted her somewhat nervous facial expression, walked up, and opened the door. Her husband, "Big Crooked Head," complained, "Why didn't you open the door after I knocked for so long!"

"Who told you not to bring your keys!" Wu Min retorted with a glare.

As soon as "Big Crooked Head" walked into the house, he noticed someone sitting on the sofa. He looked at Zhao Desan in confusion and said, "Oh, so Xiao Zhao is here!"

Zhao Desan hurriedly stood up and said with a warm smile, "Yes, I came to talk to Secretary Wu about some work matters."

"Big Crooked Head" said, "It's the weekend, what work is there to talk about? Old Wu is busy enough all day long; you should be considerate of the leaders!"

Zhao Desan nodded with a chuckle and, while he wasn't looking, stuck his tongue out at Wu Min. When "Big Crooked Head" passed the coffee table, he saw a newspaper on it and picked it up. At a glance, he saw this earth-shattering news on the front page. He immediately widened his eyes and muttered to himself, "Wow! A dignified Vice Mayor had his arm broken by robbers! This is quite a piece of news! Old Wu, look, look!" As he spoke, "Big Crooked Head" held the newspaper for his wife, Wu Min, to see.

Wu Min glanced at it and said, "I've already seen it."

"Big Crooked Head" said with an incredulous face, "To think such a thing happened. Those robbers are too bold; they even dared to rob a Vice Mayor, and they were so ruthless, breaking Vice Mayor Tang's arm. If they get caught, they'll definitely be sentenced to death!"