Chapter 5324

"He drank too much, let's help him to the bed to rest." Zhao Desan said, and worked with Wang Ping to help Wang Bo to the side of the bed in the lounge. Just at this moment, Wang Bo suddenly sat up and vomited all over the place, spraying Zhao Desan all over.

Damn it! Zhao Desan cursed secretly while dodging backward, but his clothes were already sprayed with the filth vomited by this kid.

Seeing this, Wang Ping exclaimed and said in a panic, "Little District Mayor Zhao, take off your clothes quickly, I'll go find a piece of Wang Bo's clothes for you to change into first."

Before Zhao Desan could say "No need", Wang Ping had already rushed downstairs. After a while, she handed a clean shirt to Zhao Desan and said, "Little District Mayor Zhao, change into it quickly."

Zhao Desan had no choice. He couldn't go out in these dirty clothes, so he had to take off the shirt stained with filth, revealing a body with clear lines and combined muscles. Every day after work, before going to bed, Zhao Desan likes to do fifty push-ups and fifty sit-ups. Long-term exercise has kept his figure from becoming big-bellied like other officials after eight or nine years in officialdom, and he is still muscular, tall, and sturdy. If you just look at Zhao Desan's model-like figure, I'm afraid no one would think this is the body of a Chanba District Mayor.

Seeing Zhao Desan's sturdy and sturdy figure, Wang Ping couldn't help but blush and hurriedly turned around and said, "Wait a minute, I'll go find you a towel first and wipe your body."

Zhao Desan said 'mm', and Wang Ping hurriedly found a towel and came over. With a hint of shyness on her face, she gave him an embarrassed look and handed it to him with her head down.

Seeing Wang Ping's subtly changing expression, Zhao Desan thought beautifully in his heart, she must have been scared by my muscles, right? He took the towel as if nothing had happened, wiped his body, and picked up the shirt to put it on.

Wang Ping said softly on the side, "It's quite late today, and you've drunk a lot of wine. Why don't you sleep here? There is an empty room upstairs."

"That's fine." Zhao Desan agreed almost without hesitation.

I don't know if it was because the alcohol started to work or what, but when Zhao Desan followed Wang Ping upstairs, looking at her perky buttocks and soft, boneless waist from behind, he had a feeling of restlessness. Wang Ping was wearing a white cotton skirt, and her lower legs in black silk stockings were exposed, looking extremely slender and tender, making Zhao Desan have an urge to hold them in his hands and play with them.

Following Wang Ping to the room upstairs with a restless heart, Zhao Desan suddenly felt a sense of heart-fluttering, because he found that this room was actually Wang Ping's boudoir. The room exuded a unique fragrance of women, which made him feel a little intoxicated when he smelled it.

Could it be that she wants something to happen with me tonight? Zhao Desan looked at the layout of the boudoir while thinking wildly. The clean and tidy layout in the room made him judge that Wang Ping was a woman who loved cleanliness very much. The pink bed sheet and white furniture complemented each other, making the whole room look elegant and tidy.

"Little District Mayor Zhao, you sleep here tonight." Wang Ping said, walked up and spread out the bedding. Her plump, round buttocks swayed in front of Zhao Desan with her movements, almost shaking his nosebleed out. It almost made him spray blood.

Zhao Desan's eyes stared involuntarily at Wang Ping's swaying buttocks and observed them carefully. He found that her butt shape was really good, giving people a very round and plump feeling, but it was not the fatness of a middle-aged woman, and it was particularly harmonious with the whole figure and the two legs. This made his heartbeat rhythm accelerate unknowingly. He swallowed his saliva and asked her calmly, "Then where are you sleeping tonight?"

Wang Ping spread the sheets and turned around, looked at Zhao Desan with interest, and asked gently, "How about sleeping with you?"

"Uh... this..." Zhao Desan was a little stuttering when he heard this sentence, but his blood was boiling, which was exactly what he wanted.

"Think beautifully!" Following Zhao Desan's beautiful fantasy, it was shattered. Seeing Wang Ping laugh, she gently tapped Zhao Desan's forehead with her jade-like fingers and turned and walked out.

After watching Wang Ping go out, Zhao Desan came back to his senses and couldn't help but sigh, saying to himself, Alas! It seems that I am being sentimental! Feeling a little discouraged, he went to the bathroom to take a hot shower, then Zhao Desan turned off the room light, lay heavily on Wang Ping's fragrant boudoir bed, and smelled the woman's fragrance lingering in the room. His heart was like a cat scratching, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

After counting a hundred sheep, Zhao Desan still found that he had no sleepiness at all. He got up and drank a glass of cold water, then lay on the bed with his eyes closed and continued to count sheep. I don't know how many he counted before he finally felt sleepy, closed his eyes, and let out a slight snoring sound.

In a daze, Zhao Desan only felt a soft body crawl into the quilt and lie in his arms. He thought he was dreaming, and one hand rested casually on the hot, soft body. The clear feeling made his body tremble, and he couldn't help but wake up, thinking, could it be...

He secretly opened his eyes and looked, and sure enough, he saw that there was an extra woman beside him. Looking at the woman who was naked in his arms, in the dim light, he saw that her eyebrows were like paintings, her long hair was draped over her shoulders, and her skin was very white. He recognized at once that this person was none other than Wang Ping, who made him unable to sleep.

"Sister Wang, you... how..." Zhao Desan looked at Wang Ping lying beside him, his heart was overjoyed, but he pretended to be very surprised.

Wang Ping was only wearing a silk pajamas, which was smooth and incomparable to the touch, and could clearly feel the elasticity of the skin.

"I want to reward you!" Wang Ping said in a low voice, "If it weren't for you, I'm afraid Wang Bo would never have come out of the detention center in his life."

"Sister Wang, you know, I'm not the kind of person who needs a reward after doing something." Zhao Desan looked a bit pretentious at this time.

Hearing Zhao Desan's words, Wang Ping hid in the quilt, a little shy, and looked at him with gratitude, and said faintly, "You hate me?" Zhao Desan didn't directly occupy her body like those hungry wolves who had been coveting his body, which moved her very much, but if he really had no interest in her at all, this undoubtedly made her a little disappointed, feeling that she was not as attractive to every man as she imagined.

At this time, a dream-talking sound came from the room next door where Wang Bo slept. Hearing Wang Bo's dream-talking, Zhao Desan suddenly remembered what he said to himself in a drunken state, begging him not to hurt his sister. The preciousness of family affection made Zhao Desan suddenly feel stimulated, and he actually changed his idea of wanting to possess this pretty widow.

Zhao Desan, you can't be such a beast. Since you can't give this woman anything, don't touch her! A voice echoed in the bottom of Zhao Desan's heart, making him gradually give up his bad ideas. Looking at Wang Ping's appearance of turning gently in the quilt, his physiological reaction made him almost collapse. He really wanted to pounce on her and 'punish' her severely, but the voice in his heart kept echoing, making him feel extremely tormented.

In the end, he chose to give up, endured the strong physiological reaction, and said, "It's not that I hate you, but that I respect you. Sister Wang, you should know that I have a girlfriend, and my relationship with my girlfriend is very good. If something happens between us, I will feel sorry for her." He didn't know how he said these words, but after making such a decision, he felt an unprecedented sense of relief. He had never refused so righteously when a woman took off her clothes to reward him.

But this time, his choice made him feel an incomparable comfort, which was more relaxing than the psychological guilt after possessing this woman.

"I'm sorry!" Hearing these words from Zhao Desan, Wang Ping cried in the quilt. She didn't know whether this crying was because of luck or misfortune.

"You sleep here, I'll sleep in the room next to you." After Zhao Desan regained his sanity, he put on his clothes, pushed open the door, and walked into the room where Wang Ping was going to sleep.

After lying on the bed, he couldn't sleep anymore. He opened his eyes and looked at the pitch-black ceiling. He knew that if he had decisively pushed Wang Ping down, he would have failed Wang Bo's words, but he felt like a beast for leaving such a fragrant and charming young woman crying in the room.

Alas! Zhao Desan's mood was extremely complicated. He rubbed his forehead and started counting sheep again...

After Zhao Desan went to the room next door, Wang Ping sighed long in the quilt. She was not a shameless woman. The reason why she crawled into Zhao Desan's quilt was not only because of her gratitude to Zhao Desan, but also because she silently accepted this man in her heart.

She knew she was not worthy of Zhao Desan. With her status as a widow, she was even less qualified to be the wife of Zhao Desan, who was young, promising, and successful. She just wanted to be Zhao Desan's closest person, or being a sister was also a good choice. After figuring all this out, a smile appeared on Wang Ping's face, and then she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

(Chapter 2892: Reward You)!