Chapter 549: What Else Is There to Crave?

Su Qing enjoyed the pleasure bestowed upon her by heaven, intoxicated, moaning while shaking her head.

He lay on her back, breathing heavily. She lay on the bed, her body limp and weak, waves of numbness washing over her. The moment they had just fallen into the clouds together truly made them feel a wonderful sensation they had never experienced before.

With life like this, what else was there to crave? He thought, if he could do such wonderful and happy things with this flirtatious older woman, Su Qing, every day, even if he were to die of exhaustion on her body, he would be willing.

After resting enough, they got up from the bed. Su Qing dragged her limp, weak body and called him to go to the bathroom to wash up together. After washing, she prepared to cook for him. Seeing Zhao Desan working so hard every day to let her taste the happiness of being a woman, she felt a bit sorry for him. If she wanted to experience such pleasure for a long time, she had to nourish his body well. As the saying goes, a woman is the land and a man is the ox; there are only oxen worked to death, never land plowed to ruin. How could it work if the ox was made to work without being fed grass?

Su Qing cooked another sumptuous meal for him, and turtle soup was naturally a must. Eating Su Qing's home-cooked meal for the second time, he was still full of freshness and felt heartfelt admiration for her once again. A dignified Minister of the Provincial Organization Department actually lowering herself to cook for him, and the dishes were delicious, with excellent craftsmanship—it truly made him admire her endlessly. He praised her while he ate. He thought, if this fifty-year-old "Madame Xu" in front of him could be twenty years younger, he would be willing to marry her. Facing such a top-tier human woman with a great figure and looks, who was active and flirtatious in bed, and could also handle the household—which man wouldn't be tempted?

Su Qing watched him eating with his mouth full of oil, wolfing down the food. She smiled faintly, picked up a piece of turtle meat for him, and urged, "Eat slowly, don't choke."

"Sister Su, your cooking is too delicious," he said while eating, continuing to praise her.

Su Qing rarely cooked for herself. Seeing such a strong man eating the meal she had cooked with his own hands and praising it so highly, she felt a bit sweet inside. She set aside the airs and status of a Provincial Organization Department Minister, acting like a little woman, a housewife. She rested her chin on her hand, admiring him, and said with a faint smile, "As long as Comrade Xiao Zhao likes to eat it, I will try my best not to attend those social engagements in the future and cook for you instead."

Zhao Desan knew that the most important part of the official culture in China was the culture of social engagements. He didn't want Su Qing to decline those provincial engagements because of this. Even though she now held a high position and great power, there were surely countless people behind her eyeing her position. He didn't want Su Qing to neglect the "etiquette and exchanges" of the officialdom because of him. He wiped his mouth and said, "Sister Su, you should still attend the engagements you need to. I am already flattered to have the honor of eating the food you cooked yourself; how could I dare to let you cook for me every day?"

"That's true. To be honest, Comrade Xiao Zhao, I feel quite troubled in this position. There are too many things to do, and I have a headache over some personnel adjustments, which has offended quite a few people. Sometimes, it really isn't appropriate not to attend certain occasions," Su Qing said with emotion. A woman is a woman after all. No matter how strong she is, deep down she is still more fragile than a man, especially a strong woman like her who is in the treacherous officialdom. Deep down, she actually needs a man's understanding and care more than ordinary women. The men she interacts with at work are always flattering and sycophantic; no one has ever truly opened their heart to talk to her about things at work. Accustomed to the fake officialdom, Su Qing felt that what she lacked most was sincerity from a man. Without a doubt, she found sincerity in this handsome young man in front of her, so she was willing to pour out her heart to him.

"Who doesn't offend anyone? When I was at the Coal Bureau, I offended quite a few people too. Our director and deputy director were both dissatisfied with me, which is why I wanted to change my working environment. Fortunately, I had the luck to meet you, Sister Su; otherwise, I really wouldn't know if I would have had a way out at the Yuyang City Coal Bureau," he said, looking straight at her, his attitude quite sincere.

Su Qing looked at him with watery eyes, a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. She said softly, "Comrade Xiao Zhao, I am really happy that you don't keep such a distance from me like others do. But speaking of it, our meeting was quite special. If you hadn't picked up my phone, maybe we wouldn't know each other now."

Thinking of that incident, Zhao Desan felt a bit embarrassed and lowered his head awkwardly. That day, when he picked up Su Qing's phone and saw those sexy semi-nude photos in the album, he had even thought about using them to blackmail the owner of the phone. He hadn't expected the owner to be the dignified Minister of the Provincial Organization Department, which had made him terrified at the time, fearing his official career would end there. But what he hadn't expected even more was that he would end up having that kind of relationship with her, and now he was actually living in her house, like a couple—no, to be precise, like a pair of lovers.

"Yo, are you embarrassed now?" Seeing him become shy, Su Qing laughed.

"Sister, please don't talk about that incident. I feel ashamed whenever I think about it," he said in a low voice.

Su Qing saw that he was truly a bit embarrassed. She lifted her leg and stretched it over, gently rubbing her toes against his calf, asking with a flirtatious look, "What's there to be ashamed of? You've already done that to your older sister, what else is there to be ashamed of?"

There seemed to be a magic in those toes, gently rubbing against his calf, sending a ticklish feeling that made him instantly flustered and confused. He raised his head, staring straight at her, and asked stammeringly, "Sister Su, what... what are you doing?"

"What do you think I'm doing?" Su Qing's watery eyes were hazy, her lips contained a flirtatious smile, and she looked extremely amorous.

"You... you want it?" he asked stammeringly.

Su Qing smiled without answering. Her watery eyes were full of affection, her red lips slightly parted, and the tip of her rosy tongue gently moistened her vermilion lips, making an alluring, flirtatious gesture. The toes rubbing against his calf moved slowly up his leg, along the inner side of his thigh, and gently caressed the base of his thigh with moderate force, causing the thing hidden under the bath towel to react, starting to stand erect bit by bit...

Seeing him looking a bit infatuated, Su Qing pulled the strap of her pajamas on her shoulder, and the silk pajamas fell softly, revealing her fragrant shoulders, sexy collarbones, and snow-white skin. It was extremely sexy and alluring, especially her longing expression and burning eyes, which had already intoxicated him.

She lifted her delicate chin slightly, her face full of longing.

He nodded, dumbstruck. Before he could make any move, Su Qing pushed away her chair and stood up. As soon as she stood, the silk pajamas hanging on her willow-thin waist fell softly, revealing her tall figure and graceful curves to his eyes, forming a picture that would make any man with normal physiology spray blood. She looked at him with deep affection, making his blood flow faster and his heart beat faster.

"Uh... comfortable," Su Qing gasped softly, her hands on the back of his head, pressing his head against her chest, twisting her body gently.