Chapter 527

Opening the villa door and entering, Su Qing pressed the switch of the living room light at the door. The large living room suddenly became spacious and bright. Although it was the second time he came, he couldn't help but look at the living room decorated so magnificently a few more times.

Su Qing said politely: "Xiao Zhao, sit down casually, stay at sister's house for these two days, anyway, sister lives alone at home, be casual, don't be polite."

"Okay." Zhao Desan nodded and sat down on the wide and soft sofa.

Su Qing brewed a cup of tea for a while, brought it over and placed it in front of him: "Drink some water first, it's getting late, sister will go take a shower first, you wash later."

"Hmm." He nodded, Su Qing smiled at him, walked into the bedroom, picked out a black lace-trimmed silk camisole nightgown from the wardrobe, came out of the bedroom, took off the pair of black high heels, changed into slippers, and walked into the bathroom.

He picked up the tea Su Qing poured for him and took a sip, and carefully looked at the decorations in the villa again. The plastered dome hung with a crystal chandelier, and the main colors of white and yellow made the decoration look noble, generous, and high-class. He estimated in his heart that although this house was in the suburbs of Xijing City, although housing prices in the Northwest were not high, buying a house with decoration would cost one or two million, right? Even if Su Qing had worked for more than 20 years, could she afford such expensive expenses just by relying on her salary? Even if it was money from others giving gifts or bribery to buy this villa, how could she live so peacefully? Aren't you afraid of being reported and investigated by the Discipline Inspection Commission? Smart leaders wouldn't be so blatant. Moreover, Su Qing, a woman who could reach the position of Minister of the Organization Department of the Provincial Committee, was even more not a simple person.

Not far away, the sound of splashing water came from the bathroom. Su Qing stood naked under the shower, raised her beautiful face, let the water drip down, flowing down inch by inch along the silk-like smooth skin, rolling into beads on the two white and tender high breasts, crossing the flat and smooth belly, passing over the lower abdomen, and gathering into a line on the dense pubic hair between the two legs, dripping down with a splash.

She had many steps to take a shower at home. She first rinsed the dust on her skin with warm water, then took a bottle of maintenance lotion for private parts and breasts from the shelf on the side, squeezed a lump in her palm, and applied some to her high and plump breasts and private parts respectively, and gently rubbed and massaged. It was by relying on these expensive maintenance lotions that she, who was nearly fifty years old, could maintain the places that women cared about most so charmingly. After a woman is over thirty, her skin, breasts, and below will accelerate aging. As a big figure in the province, Su Qing was very afraid that she would become old and yellow one day. Seeing that she was nearly fifty years old these years, her sense of crisis became stronger and stronger, so she dragged friends abroad to bring these maintenance lotions back. But don't say, she had been using them for these years, and the effect had been good, especially the maintenance effect on breasts and private parts was particularly obvious. After using them, she felt that her breasts, which were a little sagging, became more plump and firm, and the color of her private parts changed from brown to brownish-red, which was much more moist than before.

The process of waiting for her to take a shower was really long, which made him sit alone in such a large living room, a cup of tea was finished, the sound of splashing water in the bathroom continued, and Su Qing hadn't come out yet, which made him a little anxious, so he got up and wandered around the living room, walked to the wine cabinet on the side, and suddenly found a photo under the glass surface of the cabinet counter. In the photo, a pair of young men and women looked like a husband and wife. He hadn't seen the man, but the woman was clearly Su Qing who was taking a shower in the bathroom. The face shape, the expression in the eyes, these things would not change. Could it be that Su Qing has a husband? Didn't she say she didn't have a husband? Why lie to deceive yourself?