Chapter 4580

From a psychological point of view, Zhao Desan's techniques for picking up girls are actually the same as hypnosis. Hypnosis is only effective for specific groups of people. If you believe it, it works; if you don't believe it, it's useless. That's why there are cases of gourd monks breaking gourd cases and bullshit officials drawing circles, and bystanders still say the judgment is good and wonderful. Although the woman in front of him is worth millions, has thin eyebrows and big eyes, and is graceful, her heart may be full of scars, because he found that when he asked about the woman's husband, her expression would become a bit disappointed. His 'high-talk' just hit the softest part of her heart.

"Well said!" For no reason, the woman's eyes were a little moist.

"Really?" Zhao Desan was massaging, but his attention was entirely on the woman's expression, and he smiled absentmindedly, "It's better not to say it if it's well said."

"Too good!" The woman almost wanted to clap her hands.

"What?" Zhao Desan didn't know at all that his bluffing had made the woman believe it deeply.

After massaging with alcohol for a while, Zhao Desan's fingers were a bit sore, so he stopped and asked in a doctor's tone, "Sit up and try, see if your waist still hurts?"

The woman's eyes were sparkling. With a 'whoosh', she turned over and sat up, twisted her small waist around, and cried out, "It doesn't hurt anymore, you are amazing!"

Seeing the woman's reaction, Zhao Desan pretended to be deep, smiled modestly, and said, "The effect is not good if you press it for a while. You have to press it three or five times in a row to completely relax the muscles."

The woman smiled charmingly and said, "Then little brother, if you have nothing to do tonight, just stay here and help me knead it well, okay? Big sister won't treat you badly."

Seeing that the woman had really fallen into his trap and was led by the nose by him, Zhao Desan had some concerns. He pretended to be serious and said, "Is this bad? What if your husband comes back and it's misunderstood?"

Hearing Zhao Desan's words, the woman sighed and said, "Once he goes out to socialize, he won't come back at night."

Hearing the woman's words, Zhao Desan's heart was excited again. But to be honest, if he stayed in this woman's house for a night, if he couldn't have something happen with this woman, it would be a bit of a loss. He was still thinking about Qi Tianlai and Sister Lan eating, waiting to close the net. But seeing the beautiful woman in front of him, Zhao Desan was a bit reluctant to leave. After all, he had spent so much effort. If he couldn't get any benefits, wouldn't he waste his time? Although the beauty of Zhang Yuanyuan and her mother-in-law Black Rose is considered top-notch in Shenlong Town, compared with the woman in front of him, it is much inferior. Not to mention anything else, the faint fragrance of the woman is like the faint fragrance in the empty valley. If you taste it carefully, it is very likable. The women like Zhang Yuanyuan and Han Hongmei exude a strong smell like a rutting Trojan horse. Seeing them, you will only climb up without hesitation and desperately release the instinct of life...

Seeing Zhao Desan hesitating, the woman looked at him charmingly and said, "It's hard to meet you. Didn't you say this is fate? If you leave, where can I find someone to knead it for me?"

Zhao Desan really couldn't help but want to get this woman, so he asked, "If I stay here tonight, where will you live, big sister?"

"I also live here. My bedroom is upstairs, and you can live downstairs."

"I mean... is there really only you in the house tonight?" Zhao Desan still had some concerns, fearing that the man in the house would come back.

Hearing Zhao Desan's words, the woman seemed to notice something, smiled charmingly, and said, "Don't worry, that bastard is messing around with other women all day long. There is no other man in this house tonight except you!"

Hearing the woman's affirmative answer, Zhao Desan finally breathed a sigh of relief. In his mind, the scene that made his heart ripple floated up unconsciously, and he began to have some wild thoughts.

Although the woman looked very delicate and white-skinned, and her figure was also bumpy and graceful, to be honest, Zhao Desan really couldn't see her real age. He smiled and asked, "Then how should I call you, big sister?"

The woman hesitated for a moment, smiled and said, "I must be older than you. My name is Wu Mei, not the 'mei' of 'wu mei' (charming), but the 'wu' of 'kou tian wu', and 'mei' is the 'mei' of 'wu mei'." After speaking, she asked Zhao Desan: "What about you?"

"My name is Zhao Desan." Zhao Desan answered casually.

The injury on Wu Mei's feet was not serious. Zhao Desan kneaded it for her. After the joints and tendons were reset, she was jumping around in the house.

The two sat in the house chatting. Zhao Desan had been trying to approach her. Just when Zhao Desan wanted to go up and hug her, Wu Mei's mobile phone suddenly rang. She answered a call, then hurriedly took a bath, changed her clothes, and said to Zhao Desan: "I have to go out for a while. If you want to sleep, sleep first. When I come back, you can rub my waist again. It still hurts a little, and it's not completely healed."

"Alright!" Zhao Desan was a bit helpless.

Just as he was speaking, a car horn sounded outside. Wu Mei carried her leather bag, waved to Zhao Desan, and walked out of the house.

Looking at Wu Mei's graceful back, Zhao Desan was stunned for a while, and muttered to himself: Damn it! The swan meat that was about to be reached flew away. Damn it! If I had known, I should have started earlier!

Zhao Desan was the only one left in the huge house. When Zhao Desan went to the bathroom to wash his hands, he found that the bathroom was very large, full of large bathtubs, and there was a changing room outside, separated by an exquisite frosted glass screen. There was a large bed in the changing room, and Wu Mei's changed underwear, bras, suspender stockings, etc. were piled up on the bed in a mess. Zhao Desan had seen that kind of willow-leaf-sized sexy thong on more than one woman, light and thin, almost covering nothing, but women all like to wear such small panties. This made Zhao Desan wonder, is the nature of women's bones very dissolute? He picked up a thong that Wu Mei had changed, and smelled the unique body odor of a mature woman, faintly mixed with a trace of 'saucy', which was very alluring.

Everything in the bathroom made Zhao Desan feel a bit ambiguous, making his heart ripple, and he couldn't help but feel distracted. He imagined Wu Mei wearing only a thong, twisting and groaning on the bed. He fantasized about himself rushing up and rolling into a ball with her, fighting desperately on her body...

Fantasizing like this, the big guy in Zhao Desan's crotch jumped twice involuntarily. The whistling sound of blood flowing through the blood vessels sounded in his ears, his heartbeat accelerated, and he looked back at the door like a thief. It was quiet outside. There was only one person in the huge villa. He breathed a sigh of relief, carefully unfolded the thong, and compared it with his hand. It was not even as big as his palm. He couldn't help but slowly bring his nose up and take a deep breath. The unique body fragrance of Wu Mei still remained on it, which made his whole body feel tight. He couldn't help but think, are women surnamed Wu so alluring? Wu Min, and now another Wu Mei appeared...

Standing in the bathroom, Zhao Desan's mind was full of Wu Mei's figure. After a while, Wu Mei turned into Zhang Yuanyuan and Black Rose. Tossing and turning, the three finally turned into a very familiar stranger. He clearly knew her in his heart, but he couldn't call her name. Seeing the charming smile on her lips, her beautiful eyes were affectionate, she came up and sealed his mouth with her rosy lips. The two full and towering big steamed buns on her chest pressed tightly against his chest, rubbing wantonly. Her gentle jade hands wandered on his skin, slowly, wandering to his legs... After a few times, she brought him to the peak of passion, and the magma of life carried hundreds of millions of little tadpoles and surged out of the crater... After shaking twice, Zhao Desan opened his eyes, and the strong pleasure when the magma of life surged out stopped abruptly.

Zhao Desan smiled bitterly and touched his crotch with his hand. It was a bit sticky. Damn! I could even release it just by thinking about it. It shows how charming Wu Mei is. After washing the filth in his crotch in the bathroom, Zhao Desan walked around the whole house and looked carefully. When he came to the bedroom on the second floor, he was stunned by the scene in the room: on the wall above the head of the bed in this bedroom, a wedding photo was hung, and the man in the photo was actually a bit familiar. After Zhao Desan stood at the door and was stunned for a few seconds, the pig-head look of Mayor Qi Tianlai suddenly appeared in his mind. Damn! Could it be... could it be... could it be that the woman I saved tonight is Qi Tianlai's wife? Thinking about this, Zhao Desan's heart was shocked. He suddenly thought that when he was at the alley entrance, the woman was staring at Qi Tianlai's Passat. Thinking about what she said, Zhao Desan felt that this was undoubtedly Qi Tianlai's home.

Damn! Looking around at the magnificent small villa, Zhao Desan couldn't help but curse in his heart. A small mayor actually lives in such a high-end and luxurious house. It seems that the old thing Qi Tianlai has made a lot of money in the position of mayor! No wonder this old thing would secretly do things to hinder the construction of the new countryside! But the woman of this old immortal is quite alluring! Thinking like this, the corner of Zhao Desan's mouth raised a cunning bad smile. He originally planned to leave, but now he made up his mind. Tonight, he must get Qi Tianlai's wife!

Coming out of the bedroom and sitting on the sofa downstairs, Zhao Desan sent a text message to Ma Lan. From Ma Lan's text message, he learned that she was eating with Qi Tianlai. The old guy was in high spirits, drank a lot, and wanted to go to the nightclub upstairs to sing later. Zhao Desan specifically told Ma Lan to keep the private room for another day.

(Chapter 2477: Stay Here Tonight)!