Chapter 4420

"Don't call me Secretary, you are the leader..." Han Hongmei hurriedly stopped Zhao Desan's words, looked at Zhao Desan affectionately, and said gently: "Although you are a leader, you are younger than me. Now there is no distinction between big and small here, there are only men and women."

Damn it! Are the women in this Shenlong Town government really that lonely? Fuck! Temptation, this is naked temptation! Zhao Desan's heart was fiercely stirred.

"Secretary Han..." Zhao Desan muttered, suddenly remembering Han Hongmei's words just now, and then called out with a wicked smile: "Sister Han!"

"Sister Han?" Han Hongmei muttered to herself the intimate address Zhao Desan used for her, and the corners of her mouth, which were tempting, unknowingly outlined a charming smile.

"Sister Han, you are really beautiful." Zhao Desan said affectionately, his fiery gaze fixed on this grassroots female leader in his arms.

"No wonder you became such a big official at such a young age, it turns out your mouth is so sweet." Hearing Zhao Desan's praise for her appearance, a faint, charming smile appeared on Han Hongmei's cheeks, and her fingertips gently traced Zhao Desan's well-defined cheeks.

Zhao Desan smiled wickedly, turned his head, and boldly stretched out his tongue to gently lick Han Hongmei's jade finger. Han Hongmei's delicate body in his arms couldn't help but tremble; she didn't expect Zhao Desan to be so 'bold'.

Zhao Desan could understand that a beautiful woman like Han Hongmei being able to be the secretary in Shenlong Town must be inseparable from her intimate relationship with the leaders above. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and as a smart man, he naturally knew how to seize the opportunity.

"You are lustful." Seeing Zhao Desan's sneaky gaze fixed on her body, Han Hongmei feigned being a pure young girl, twisting her delicate body in Zhao Desan's arms.

Hearing Han Hongmei say this, Zhao Desan outlined a wicked smile at the corners of his mouth and said gently: "Sister Han still has her charm, so my sneaky eyes are naturally feasting."

As he spoke, Zhao Desan's right hand began to gently caress her through her thin-as-cicada-wings clothes. Although separated by clothes, Han Hongmei could still feel a wonderful pleasure wandering in her body, and the heat in her dantian became more and more surging and hot.

"You little brat, your eyes are bad and your heart is even worse. Let me see if I can teach you a lesson." Han Hongmei said feignedly. She felt a strong pleasure wandering crazily in her body, her body struggled instinctively, and the true Qi in her body seemed to be slowly drained by this pleasure.

"Sister Han."

"Hmm?" Hearing Zhao Desan's address, Han Hongmei's delicate face froze. Seeing his wicked expression with a half-smile, she said charmingly: "Is your little brat's brain brewing some bad ideas?"

"Hehe!" Zhao Desan smiled slyly and said lingeringly: "Sister Han, the worse is yet to come."

As he spoke, Zhao Desan used lightning speed to kiss his thick lips onto Han Hongmei's soft, fragrant lips. His nimble tongue knocked open her teeth, which were feigning reservation, and rushed all the way to the deepest part.

"Hmph..." A slight moan came from Han Hongmei's cherry lips. That moan was like a magic sound that burned the body and eroded the bones, attacking Zhao Desan's heart, bombing the barrier of reason that wrapped his fire of desire.

Looking at the beautiful lady in his arms with a charming expression, Zhao Desan thought to himself, women, no matter what their status is, are ultimately women. Under a man's 'torture', they will soon let go of themselves and reveal their true colors. Even Sister Su, who is about to be promoted to provincial governor, cannot change this reality, let alone a small town party secretary.

Zhao Desan looked at Han Hongmei's intoxicated expression, as if she were still immersed in the beautiful enjoyment just now. Han Hongmei opened her blurry eyes, saw the wicked smile on Zhao Desan's lips, and said feignedly angrily: "You little brat don't know any rules at all. You are now in our Shenlong Town. If I get angry, you..." Before Han Hongmei could finish speaking, Zhao Desan's left-hand fingers fiercely touched her plump 'fullness'. Under the electric-like stimulation of Zhao Desan's fingers, Han Hongmei couldn't help but let out an 'ungh' sound.

Zhao Desan looked at Han Hongmei in his arms with a wicked smile, feeling that the distance between them seemed to have narrowed a lot after that kiss. His words couldn't help but be a bit frivolous, and he smiled: "Sister Han, if you are angry, then punish me. No matter what kind of punishment Sister Han has, I am happy to accept it!"

Hearing Zhao Desan say these frivolous words, Han Hongmei deliberately put on an unhappy expression and scolded angrily: "You have to know, you are in our Shenlong Town. Do you understand that a strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake? It seems I really have to teach you a lesson, you don't know the rules at all."

Zhao Desan smiled triumphantly and wickedly, leaned his lips to her ear, and said wickedly: "Then I don't know how Secretary Han will punish me? I'm really looking forward to it!"

Following Zhao Desan's words, the man's hot, panting breath gently hit Han Hongmei's earlobe, making her feel itchy. She seemed to feel a hot breath in her body spreading from her ears to the depths of her heart, stimulating the beastly nature that was stirring in her heart.

Han Hongmei couldn't help but hug Zhao Desan's neck tightly with both arms, and her cherry mouth leaned to his ear and whispered: "

Hehe, no wonder you are doing so well. It turns out you are really a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers. Aren't you afraid that I will eat you?"

"Eat me?" Zhao Desan deliberately put on a puzzled expression, but in his heart, he understood Han Hongmei's implication. Han Hongmei looked at Zhao Desan's puzzled expression and said charmingly: "Especially young guys like you, I can eat them without leaving a single bone. Aren't you afraid?"

"Hehe!" Zhao Desan smiled wickedly. His right hand, like a spirit snake coming out of a hole, unknowingly touched Han Hongmei's fragrant, snowy skin. At this moment, his heart was already crazily impulsive, like a young man experiencing the affairs between men and women for the first time. He smiled and said: "Sister Han, is Deputy Town Mayor Zhang also afraid that you will eat him? He..." Deputy Town Mayor Zhang was the man Zhao Desan saw in Han Hongmei's office today.

Before Zhao Desan could finish speaking, Han Hongmei snorted coldly and said unhappily: "Don't mention him."

"Hmm?" Zhao Desan couldn't help but freeze, smiled, and said: "I think Deputy Town Mayor Zhang cares about you quite a bit?"

"Cares about me?" Han Hongmei couldn't help but sneer, as if she had heard a funny joke. Looking at Zhao Desan, who was smiling wickedly, she said contemptuously: "Which eye of yours saw that he cares about me? You are not familiar with the situation in the town, what do you know? All he cares about is himself."

Speaking of this, Han Hongmei suddenly remembered something and said with a smile: "Don't mention him anymore."

From Han Hongmei's subtle words just now, Zhao Desan heard some clues. It seems that Shenlong Town is not as calm as it appears on the surface. There seems to be an unusual relationship between officials. Like all levels of government, there are various open and secret struggles and power grabs. It seems that he needs to be careful during these few days of supervising work in Shenlong Town.

Outside the restroom, a pair of rolling eyes were peeking at everything inside. Zhao Desan, who was in a state of excitement, naturally did not discover these peeking eyes.

"Creak." The restroom door made a sound.

Zhao Desan and Han Hongmei, who were in a state of excitement, couldn't help but be startled, discovering that the restroom door was trembling. Zhao Desan's heart panicked, and he instinctively said: "Was there someone just now?"

Han Hongmei looked at the trembling restroom door without blinking, carefully listening to the sound outside, and found that it was quiet outside. She said softly: "Maybe it was the wind!"

Zhao Desan nodded slightly. With alcohol on his brain, he didn't have time to think too much about this matter. But they were both a bit confused. The restroom window was tightly closed, how could there be wind blowing in the restroom in the corner? But with their dizzy heads, how could they think too much?