Chapter 5365

Wu Min's heart was softened into a pool of clear water by Zhao Desan's tender, sweet words. She snuggled gently into his solid embrace. Zhao Desan slowly stroked her proud chest, then suddenly asked her with a wicked smile, "Sister Wu, did you not let the child breastfeed back then? Why are you still so full and firm here?"

Wu Min was stunned by this guy's question, then slapped him with a "smack" and scolded, "Bah, shameless, why ask this? But when the child was born, he was very weak. The doctor didn't let him breastfeed. He was in the special care unit for several days. By the time he came out, the milk had dried up. He really didn't eat it. Humph, it's your gain, eating it every day without enough. I'm just wondering, there's no milk, is it that delicious?"

Zhao Desan was holding Sister Wu's two round, full, beautiful breasts in his hands at this moment. He suddenly thought that she was already a woman in her forties and had given birth to a child. If it were any other woman, they would probably be soft and shriveled. But Sister Wu's were still so firm, so he couldn't help but ask foolishly. After hearing her words, he laughed triumphantly, "Hehe, you don't understand this, right? It's delicious, simply a delicacy on earth! It's a pity you can't eat it yourself, hahahaha..."

Wu Min was blushing from being teased by this kid. She beat him repeatedly, and after grinding for a while, she was defeated. Being rubbed by her soft and full body like that, Zhao Desan couldn't take it anymore very quickly, and he had long since been unable to hold back, burying his head in her arms and sucking away.

Smelling the faint fragrance on her body, it was like the highest-end perfume in the world, and he couldn't smell enough of it. While burying his face between the two jade peaks on her chest and tasting them back and forth, he stroked her warm, jade-like smooth body. That feeling was simply indescribable in words.

Holding her pearl-like, jade-like little protrusions, he carefully tasted this part that was full of attraction to men, sucking gently, sometimes moving like a storm, sometimes drawing circles with the tip of his tongue like a dragonfly touching water. Listening to the low, muffled groans she couldn't help but make, Zhao Desan thought while being intimate, why are they both women, yet there is such a big difference?

Finally, Zhao Desan slowly extended his face to the scar under Wu Min's armpit. Because he didn't dare to touch water here, it hadn't been washed for several days, so naturally, there was a slight sour smell. But what Zhao Desan found very strange was that he didn't feel it was unpleasant at all. On the contrary, he kissed along her scar bit by bit with his lips with heartache. Besides liking this female vice mayor, he felt heartache that she had suffered such a great grievance, so how could there be even a hint of minding it?

In all fairness, although Wu Min was over forty, she couldn't compare to those women in their most beautiful age, but she was maintained no worse than those young women. Her lower abdomen was full and didn't have an ounce of fat, and her skin was white and tender. Even if she couldn't be called charming, the intellectual temperament trained by many years of official career was incomparable to other women. Otherwise, men like Mayor Zhang, who never lacked women, wouldn't have thought of targeting her.

Wu Min, who was feeling Zhao Desan burying his head in her chest and sucking in the dark with her eyes closed, gradually felt that her wound was a bit wet. She hurriedly reached out to touch it, only to find that Zhao Desan was kissing there, so she hurriedly said, "Oh, what are you doing? Desan, my sister can't touch water here, why did you get it wet?"

Being reminded by Wu Min, Zhao Desan was startled. He lifted his head, turned on the lights instantly, and hurriedly grabbed a small towel in a flurry to carefully wipe the scar clean. Wu Min said helplessly, "Sigh... I told you not to look, but you still saw it. Is it painful now? Do you mind your sister? If you mind, then leave, I won't force you."

Zhao Desan was only focused on wiping the water off the scar at this moment, and he still didn't feel that this scar was ugly at all. Wu Min complained like this, and only then did he look carefully. At this look, the feeling of heartache that had just been there when he kissed it became even more intense. He saw that on Sister Wu's jade-like skin, there was indeed a red scar, a full two or three millimeters wide, with some small needle marks distributed on both sides, which was very obvious.

But Zhao Desan didn't feel any minding. He wasn't that kind of heartless guy either. Looking at the shocking scar, he said with heartache, "Sister Wu, you have really suffered this time! Sigh! If only you were in the district. If you were in the district, I definitely wouldn't have let such a thing happen. Seeing that car crashing over, I would definitely have rushed up and pushed you away."

Hearing Zhao Desan's words, Wu Min was naturally moved to tears. She looked at him with tenderness and said, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore, really, Desan, you are always like this, I'm cold, hurry up and lie down and hold your sister." Wu Min said gently, pulling him.

Finally, the lights in the room went out again. Zhao Desan hugged Sister Wu tightly in his arms. There wasn't a place in his limbs that wasn't comfortable. With such a woman in his arms, even the unique smell of formalin in the hospital, which he hated most in his life, became so warm, simply as intoxicating as the flowers in the flower bed outside the window...

Although making love with a mature, charming, and stylish woman like Wu Min was a blood-boiling and wonderful thing, Zhao Desan still felt heartache for Wu Min. After all, she had injuries on her body now, and he didn't dare to be too crazy. But after this incident, both of them gradually discovered that their relationship had gradually developed from the initial crazy satisfaction of desire to the realm of sweet and happy mutual support as an old married couple. From the initial physiological needs, it gradually became a deep emotion. It didn't have to be a white-hot passionate battle every time. Just a hug, a kiss, or even chatting calmly could bring peace and happiness. Just like at this moment, whether the sky was falling or the wind and rain were raging, as long as the two of them were enjoying it like this, they could spend it together peacefully.

"Desan, when Mayor Zhang asked you to eat together that day, besides asking you to persuade me, did he say anything else?" Wu Min snuggled comfortably in Zhao Desan's arms and suddenly asked this question. She always felt that with Mayor Zhang's status, he wouldn't look for Zhao Desan alone.

Mentioning this question, it was what Zhao Desan was most concerned about at this juncture. He immediately sighed and said, "Sigh! He didn't say anything else, but I can feel that Mayor Zhang seems to have quite an opinion of me. I don't know where I offended Mayor Zhang to make him dissatisfied. He doesn't seem to think highly of me being the district mayor of Chanba District, and Secretary Zhang is also a person he arranged. Now he is dissatisfied with this and that about me, as if he wants to kick me out of Chanba District. You tell me, is this intentional?"

"Hahahaha..." Wu Min actually laughed when she heard Zhao Desan say this. Seeing her laugh, Zhao Desan gently tickled her under the armpit where there was no incision and said, "Sister Wu, what are you laughing at? Your man is almost unable to work, and you are not in a hurry but laughing there instead. Whose side are you on?"

Wu Min was tickled by Zhao Desan and giggled, dodging while scolding, "You kid really don't know what's good for you. You were promoted by finding a way when I was there. How fierce was the competition for the district mayor position back then? With your qualifications and age, it was very difficult to get up back then. Now that the new secretary has come, there is a saying in the officialdom that every emperor has his own court. He must have thoughts about you, a young man. Before, it was because I was in the district and took care of you in everything, so you didn't suffer any hardship. The road in the officialdom is not always smooth sailing. Letting you suffer a little hardship is also good for you. Don't complain, just work diligently and do your job well."

Zhao Desan listened to Sister Wu's words and felt that it wasn't unreasonable, but she didn't know about the things between him and Mayor Zhang. He thought, that's right, how could Mayor Zhang tell her about such things? He felt that these conflicts couldn't be disclosed to Sister Wu for now, so he climbed up the pole and said playfully, "Then, in that case, you really raised me up to be the district mayor with my current qualifications. It's just... sigh! Since you left, my work hasn't been as smooth as before. Working with Secretary Zhang is simply a torment. I really don't know if he is intentionally trying to fix me."

Wu Min said very disapprovingly, "Desan, this is where you are wrong. I stayed in the district for so long, but I didn't feel that any aspect of the district was inferior to the city. People are very realistic. In whatever position you are, others will treat you that way. Before, when you were in the District Construction Committee, your promotion was too fast, and others must have been jealous of you. Now that the district has a new secretary, your work will definitely encounter some resistance, but you shouldn't be stuck in small details, don't think so much, focus on doing things within your duties, and look forward with a broad mind. Only in this way can you rush forward without any burden. You can't be less capable than a woman like me. When I was in the district, I was the number one, and I could make decisions on everything by myself. But now it's different. There are several mayors in the city, and as a woman, I have to look at others' faces for many things. Isn't your sister the same, not complaining?"

Wu Min's words made Zhao Desan feel convinced and also feel a deeper sense of inferiority. It was indeed true that he was still too young, his city was not deep enough, and he became a bit impatient when encountering some difficulties. Recalling the bits and pieces of working with Sister Wu, he really felt that when she encountered such problems, her calm and determined attitude, and her broad mind to make the enemy feel ashamed and retreat, he really couldn't catch up!

(Chapter 2917: Delicacy on Earth)!