Chapter 4408

What is wrong with him? From Yang Meixia, the daughter of Municipal Party Committee Secretary Yang Tianyu, to Jin Lulu, the daughter of the Provincial Party Committee Secretary, and then to the daughter of a central leader, he has actually met them all, and each of them loves him to death. Is his luck with women too strong, or is his life too miserable? However, one thing he can be sure of is that dating these high-ranking daughters at the same time will only bring him countless troubles.

At this time, Su Qing had already made a cup of instant noodles and brought it to Zhao Desan, asking, "With your brows furrowed, what are you thinking about?"

"Nothing, just looking around." Zhao Desan hurriedly came back to his senses, took the instant noodles from Sister Su's hand, and started eating while saying.

"How is it? Is it fragrant? Sometimes I think instant noodles are more flavorful than those delicacies from the mountains and seas," Su Qing said.

"That's true. But these instant noodles made by your hands, Sister Su, taste even better. Whoever lives with you in the future will have had the luck of eight lifetimes," Zhao Desan almost blurted out the phrase "capable in the living room and capable in the bedroom."

"Is that so? Am I that excellent? Then if I marry you, do you want it?" Su Qing said to Zhao Desan jokingly with a blush on her face.

"That would be great. At least we wouldn't have to eat instant noodles every day," Zhao Desan knew Sister Su was joking, so he didn't think too much and joked back.

Hearing Zhao Desan say this, Su Qing was full of anger and said, "You brat, you'd marry me just so you wouldn't have to eat instant noodles every day?"

"Ah? No, no, when did I agree? I was just joking," Zhao Desan looked at Su Qing's anger and thought she was angry because he said he would marry her, so he hurriedly explained.

"Hmph, you brat." Hearing Zhao Desan say this, Su Qing felt uncomfortable, and after saying that, she ignored him and lay down on the bed to sleep.

"No way? Sister Su, are you really angry?" Zhao Desan scratched his head, not understanding, and looked at the angry Sister Su.

"No, I'm sleepy. Close the door when you go out," Su Qing said, pulling the blanket over herself.

"And you say you aren't angry? Sigh, a woman's heart is truly a needle at the bottom of the sea!" Zhao Desan muttered to himself, then started to finish the cup of instant noodles in his hand, and then focused his attention on the computer in front of him again.

"What a fool, he doesn't even know how to come over and coax me!" Su Qing scolded in her heart, seeing that Zhao Desan didn't pay attention to her.

"Sigh, so that's how it is." I don't know how much time passed, but Zhao Desan's eyes finally moved away from the computer. After stretching, he could now roughly guess Bingbing's identity.

After Zhao Desan turned off the computer, he turned around and realized that Sister Su had already fallen asleep, and she was sleeping extremely restlessly. The blanket that was originally covering her had been kicked away at some point. Because she was wearing a very loose silk nightgown, it had been flipped up to her waist. Her whole body, except for the small, narrow black panties with lace trim, was presented naked in front of Zhao Desan. Zhao Desan's blood circulation stopped instantly, and his face turned red. He couldn't help but carefully observe that part of Sister Su, only to find a pink area tightly wrapped, and a part of it was made bulging by something. And at the edge of the narrow panties that couldn't cover all the spring scenery, a tuft of small grass stretched out from the side very naughtily, which made Zhao Desan dumbfounded.

The smooth, long, white, and tender thighs were suddenly opened, presented in front of Zhao Desan. Zhao Desan felt that his little brother was about to explode. He thought to himself, Sister Su is really a vixen. If this were any other woman, he would have already pounced on her, right? But Zhao Desan thought that if he "took advantage of someone's precarious position" like this, Sister Su would have an opinion of him. Therefore, he hurriedly walked out. However, after walking out, he returned, reached out and gently pulled the blanket from under Sister Su, and covered her with it. Of course, when doing this action, Zhao Desan didn't know if it was intentional or unintentional, but he touched the bulging part of Sister Su, and immediately felt a surge of impulse brought by something with flesh. Zhao Desan almost couldn't hold back and pressed on her.

However, Zhao Desan still resisted the urge to lift it up and take a peek. After all, Sister Su's body wasn't exactly fresh to him. After covering Sister Su with the blanket, Zhao Desan left Sister Su's room, strongly suppressing that urge. He thought to himself that this woman wearing clothes is indeed more tempting to men than not wearing clothes. Feeling a bit unable to endure the fire of desire, Zhao Desan hurriedly returned to his room, dived into the bathroom, turned on the showerhead, and took a cold shower. After the cold water washed down from the top of his head, Zhao Desan felt that his fire of desire had extinguished a little. After taking a shower, Zhao Desan lay on the bed, and the image of Sister Su's long, round, white, and tender thighs, as well as the black panties with lace trim, and the hair stretching out from the center of her legs, appeared in his mind involuntarily. The more Zhao Desan thought about it, the more excited he felt, and the more excited he felt, the more he wanted to think about it. After tossing and turning on the bed for a few rounds, he really couldn't resist that urge, so he actually got up from the bed and quietly slipped into Sister Su's room...

Slipping into Sister Su's room again, Zhao Desan walked to Sister Su's bedside on tiptoe, sat down on the edge of the bed carefully, and saw Sister Su sleeping soundly on the bed. Although the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes betrayed her age, her exquisite facial features and still white, smooth, and tender skin made her look very young, like a mature young woman in her thirties or forties. Her body naturally exuded a noble and elegant temperament, which was an innate temperament, unlike some women who are painted with makeup.

Looking at Sister Su's plump red lips, slightly upturned, that was the sexiest part of Su Qing's entire facial features. They were of appropriate thickness, slightly upturned, and the shape of her mouth was very charming. Zhao Desan couldn't help but lean down slightly to kiss her. Just when his mouth was about to touch Sister Su's lips, Su Qing's pair of tightly closed eyes suddenly opened. It seemed she had already known Zhao Desan was by her side. Not only was there no surprised reaction, but instead, there was a weary, charming smile on her face, and she asked, "Why are you sitting here instead of sleeping?"

"I'm watching you sleep." Zhao Desan hurriedly straightened his body, pretending to be nonchalant, and laughed with a grin.

Su Qing looked at Zhao Desan lazily, with a charming smile on the corner of her mouth, and said, "What's there to look at? There's no embroidery on my face."

In a hurry, Zhao Desan said casually, "I found that you've gained weight, Sister Su."

Women care a lot about their figures. Hearing Zhao Desan say this, Su Qing hurriedly climbed up from the bed, twisted her body, looked around, and said, "Is that so? I've gained weight? Why don't I feel it!"

Zhao Desan saw that when Sister Su was twisting her body, her buttocks looked round and tight. Looking carefully, he really found that Sister Su's figure had gained some weight during this period. Generally, when men gain weight, they have big bellies and beer bellies, but Sister Su is different. Her body gained weight, but it was in her buttocks and chest. She was already very plump, and looking carefully, she was even plumper than before.

Zhao Desan corrected his statement with a grin, saying, "No, not gained weight, but become fuller."

Su Qing sat up, reached out to stroke Zhao Desan's arm, and said with great tenderness, "If you can't sleep, then keep me company, Sister Su."

Zhao Desan said with a grin, "The leader has spoken, how could I have any reason not to obey."

In this guest room of the Great Wall Hotel, Su Qing's desire was teased by Zhao Desan, and she wanted to be intimate with Zhao Desan very much. She was wearing a nightgown, without the attire of formal wear. Wu Min's body had a little less grace and a little more charm. The groove between the two big white rabbits was even more charming, white as congealed fat, crystal clear like fresh ice just taken out of an ice cellar. Su Qing's nightgown was a bit short, and as her body swayed, a section of her small waist was revealed. Although it was slender, it was definitely plump enough. Her navel was deeply recessed into the white and tender skin, like a hole chiseled by a woodpecker on a thick tree trunk, which instead highlighted the breadth and fertility of Su Qing's belly, like a piece of fertile soil waiting to be reclaimed! Zhao Desan admired Sister Su's small waist and understood why the middle section of the ribbonfish is the most delicious. The essence and nutrition are in the middle of the body! Zhao Desan couldn't help but lift his body, wrapped his arms around Sister Su's waist, and Gorky once said, no matter how glorious and magnificent a man is outside, when he has had enough glory, he will eventually return to a woman's belly! It really makes sense!

"Have I gained weight?" Wu Min asked Zhao Desan in a murmur, with an ambiguous look in her eyes.

Zhao Desan laughed with a grin, "Not gained weight, it should be fuller."

Su Qing smiled charmingly, pushed away Zhao Desan's arm, stroked her own belly with her hand, and said with some sadness and regret, "When a woman gets old, not only will there be wrinkles on her face, but her belly is also a very obvious feature. It's not as flat and firm as when she was young. Look, if you lift it up, it's like the belly meat of a sow. When a woman gets old, her belly gets old first."

Zhao Desan also reached out and touched it. It was indeed a bit loose. Zhao Desan said with a grin, "Time is a butcher's knife. It darkens the wood ear, purples the grapes, and softens the bananas. When applied to men and women, it's really not false at all."

Su Qing rarely goes online and didn't know what Zhao Desan meant by this, so she questioned him. Zhao Desan pointed to Sister Su's chest and the center of her legs. Su Qing was smart after all and soon understood. She rolled her eyes at Zhao Desan, beat him, and said, "You men are bad, how do you know so much! You don't say, Desan, I took a bath a few days ago and indeed saw that my nipples have turned a bit purple, and the bottom has also become a bit black. I just don't know if your banana has softened yet?" As she spoke, Wu Min smiled charmingly and reached toward Zhao Desan's legs!

(Chapter 2387: If I Marry You, Do You Want It?)!