Chapter 429

"Then... that's fine." Zhao Desan smiled strangely, called the waiter to pay the bill, and helped Zhao Xue out of the restaurant with her. They hailed a taxi on the side of the road and sent them up. Before leaving, the young lady smiled flirtatiously at him, putting her hand by her ear to signal a phone call.

Zhao Desan nodded in understanding, watched them leave, lit a cigarette on the side of the road, and just after smoking half of it, the phone vibrated a few times.

A message came. He took it out and looked. Sure enough, as he guessed, it was from Zhang Li: Baby, I'm sending Xiao Xue back to the dormitory right away. You wait for me there, I'll come pick you up right away.

Zhao Desan only replied with three words: Hurry up.

Looking at the brilliant neon lights of Yuyang City at night, Zhao Desan felt a bit emotional. For over a year, he hadn't appreciated the night of Yuyang so carefully. He had been busy struggling in officialdom. Now he had a small title, but that was far from enough. Once on the official path, there was no way back. Besides, he liked this life full of infighting and intrigue. He liked having more such excitement in life.

Standing on the side of the road for about twenty minutes, a taxi honked and stopped beside him. The window opened, and Zhang Li poked her head out, smiled at him, signaled him to get in, and moved inside. As soon as he opened the door and got in, the young lady leaned her head on his shoulder.

"Where to?" He asked.

"My house." The young lady said without raising her head.

Zhao Desan lowered his head and looked straight at her, whispering: "Your house?"

The young lady raised her head and nodded: "Right, my house, what's wrong?"

"This... this isn't very good, right?"

"What's not good about it?"

Zhao Desan lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "Don't you have a husband?"

The young lady giggled and whispered to him: "Are you afraid of my husband? He doesn't even have a tenth of you."

"I mean, is he not at home?" Zhao Desan explained.

"He's not, he's on a business trip, otherwise how would I dare bring you home." The young lady said softly.

"Okay then."

The young lady gave the driver an address. Ten minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of a high-end residential area. After getting off, the young lady walked in front, and Zhao Desan followed behind. Anyone with a discerning eye could see from their sneaky appearance that they weren't a married couple. However, city life made people lose neighborhood relationships. Although there were many people in a residential area, no one knew whose wife was whose, so the young lady wasn't worried at all.

As soon as they entered the elevator, it was just Zhao Desan and her. The young lady couldn't hold back anymore. She hung her arms around Zhao Desan's neck, stood on tiptoe, and pressed her hot lips onto his mouth, teasing him with the tip of her tongue like a dragonfly skimming the water, whispering: "Baby, accompany Sister to play well tonight, okay? Sister loves having sex with you so much."

"No problem, I'll let you have a good time tonight." Zhao Desan looked at her lecherously and said, his hand couldn't hold back and slid onto her plump, solid butt to stroke it.

"Baby, touch hard, it's okay." The young lady said while kissing him, her arms hooking tightly around his neck, hurting him.

Zhao Desan suddenly discovered a camera in the corner above the elevator facing them, so he hurriedly pushed her away and said: "There's video surveillance."

The young lady didn't seem to feel panicked at all. She took a look without any surprise, and actually stuck her tongue out at the video while raising her middle finger.

Zhao Desan didn't expect this young lady to be crazy to this extent, and was stunned for a moment.

"Hehe, what's wrong?" The young lady asked, patting his face gently like a naughty little girl.

"You... aren't you afraid of being recognized by the property management?"

"What's there to be afraid of? Who told them to install surveillance to secretly film us." The young lady said unreasonably.

The elevator dinged, and they arrived. Coming out, he followed her along the corridor for five or six meters. She stopped, took out a key from her bag, opened the door, and said: "My house, come in."

Zhao Desan followed her in and examined it carefully. This was a three-bedroom, two-living room apartment, and the decoration was quite high-end. He praised: "Your house is quite beautiful."

The young lady threw her bag away, sat on the sofa, and said: "What's the use of being beautiful? Marital life is not harmonious, no matter how well the house is decorated, it doesn't work."

"Marital life is not harmonious?" Zhao Desan asked and sat down beside her. That night he only cared about having sex with her and didn't ask about her family situation in detail.

"Sigh! Don't mention it, I get angry just thinking about it." The young lady sighed.

"Why?" Seeing her disappointed appearance, Zhao Desan wanted to know why even more. In fact, he had guessed seven or eight points, but he wanted to hear those words from her own mouth.

The young lady sighed and said: "Sigh! You don't know how miserable my life is. We've been married for over two years, my husband's thing is short and small, and he can't get hard every time we do it. Now we can't even have a child, and our sex life is not harmonious. You say, what do women want after getting married? Isn't it for a happy life? But I've been married for over two years, and I haven't had a climax with him even once. My life is not like a young lady's life at all."

Hearing this, Zhao Desan couldn't help but feel a bit of sympathy for her and said: "That's true. You say if a couple doesn't have a happy sex life, that's really sleeping in the same bed but having different dreams."

"Sigh, fortunately I met you." The young lady leaned her head on his shoulder and held his arm, "You are a hundred times stronger than my dead husband, much more powerful than him."

"Am I very powerful?" Zhao Desan asked with a wicked smile.

"Powerful, do you know? That night in the toilet, I reached a climax several times because of you. I have never felt so happy." The young lady said with endless aftertaste, "Your thing is really too big, bigger than the guys in those porn movies." Saying this, the young lady looked down straight at his crotch, which was already bulging, and stroked it with her hand, saying charmingly: "Why is this thing so big? It fills me up completely, it's so comfortable."