Chapter 55

After Ma Lan left, Zhao Desan rolled into a ball on the bed with seventeen-year-old Ma Ting. After doing it once, the young girl who had just opened her heart seemed to have tasted the sweetness and insisted on doing it again. From lying on the bed rigid and motionless at the beginning, she climbed onto Zhao Desan's body and used her rosy cherry mouth to nourish Zhao Desan's treasure with a sizzling sound. Ma Ting had never had this experience; she was just curious about what it tasted like. She had no skill, and instead, her teeth made Zhao Desan's treasure hurt a bit. She even wrinkled her willow eyebrows and pouted, saying, "It's so smelly, it smells so bad!"

When Zhao Desan's phone rang, he was lying horizontally on the bed, and Ma Ting was riding on him, awkwardly shaking her young, tender jade body.

When Zhao Desan heard the phone ring, he thought it was Ma Lan outside the gate, calling him to open the door. He said to Ma Ting in a panic, "Young Lady Ren, stop it, your mother is back!" He hurriedly pushed Ma Ting away, turned over, got off the bed, and scrambled to dress neatly. Only then did he take out his phone and find that it was just a message from Ma Lan. His panicked and uneasy heart gradually relaxed. He read the message and replied to Ma Lan, saying he was still at home keeping Ma Ting company.

Ma Ting, on the contrary, was dressing unhurriedly and asked, "Zhao Desan, who sent you the message? Let me see!"

The way Ma Lan addressed him in the message was too ambiguous, so Zhao Desan hurriedly deleted the message and said with a smile, "A friend sent it, what's there for you to see!"

Ma Ting put on her clothes, moved to the edge of the bed, threw herself on his back, and stubbornly snatched the phone. She flipped through the messages, saw no secrets, and returned it to him angrily, saying, "Zhao Desan! You deleted the message! Tell me! Who sent it to you! Is there some secret you're hiding from me!"

Zhao Desan saw her pouting, eyes wide open, and looking unreasonable, which he found quite funny. He chuckled and said, "Young Lady Ma Ting, you know I'm not your slave, do I have to tell you everything?"

Ma Ting pouted, rolled her eyes, and said angrily, "I won't play with you anymore!"

Zhao Desan saw that her angry look was quite cute. He thought, if you weren't only seventeen, your body tender, and both front and back as flat as an airport, I wouldn't play with you at all. I have so many women recently that I can't even handle them!

Zhao Desan had carefully transferred the wonderful scenes in the director's office that he had secretly filmed with his knock-off phone into his computer. He had already tasted Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Xiaoyan's domineering figure and the pleasure in bed. There was also Wen Wen Qian from the Finance Department in the video; she was a bit short, and Zhao Desan didn't have any ideas about her for the time being. Zhao Desan firmly believed that in the days to come, more beauties and Deputy Director Wang's secrets would be captured by his knock-off phone.

Ma Lan hid in the bathroom and didn't come out, waiting for Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Anguo's wife to push the door open. After waiting for a while, Secretary Zhu was having a great time and wanted to do something, so he said to Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Anguo, "Old Wang, it's about time, let's go. Help me open a suite, these four girls will go with me."

Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Anguo was a bit high from drinking, his face flushed, and he laughed wickedly, leaning close to Secretary Zhu, saying, "Leader, I didn't expect your appetite to be so big? Haha."

Secretary Zhu wore a pair of nearsighted glasses and looked clean and white. At first glance, he was a gentle person, but who knew he was a beast in human clothing? One wasn't enough, two weren't enough, he wanted to take four at once.

Secretary Zhu smiled lightly and said, "Old Wang, the ones I play with are all young ladies. You are different. The one in the bathroom is much more flavorful than the ones in my arms, right? Haha..."

Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Anguo laughed, patted Secretary Zhu's shoulder lightly, and said, "I'll go call her out, and we'll end the party. Don't worry, leader, I've already arranged the suite for you."

Secretary Zhu was embracing four beautifully dressed young ladies. The four young ladies looked at each other with strange eyes, occasionally squeezing a frivolous smile from the corners of their mouths.

Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Anguo got up to call Ma Lan. As soon as he stood up, he swayed. Secretary Zhu sent the secretary in his arms to help him. He stumbled to the bathroom door, slapped the door, and shouted with a drunken smile, "Ma Zong! Ma Zong! What are you doing inside? Why haven't you come out for so long! Secretary Zhu is leaving, hurry up and come out!"

Ma Lan pressed the toilet flush inside, pretending she had just finished using the bathroom, and stood up, thinking why the bastard's wife hadn't come yet.

Just as she was thinking, the private room door was kicked open. Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Anguo's wife stood at the door, hands on her hips, posing in a posture of scolding the street, and scolded Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Anguo with a face full of anger, "You bastard! You told me you were going to the province for a business trip tonight. You bastard lied to me and ran here to have fun!"

As she scolded, she rushed up and grabbed Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Anguo's ear. Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Anguo, who was already half-drunk, was immediately awakened by the deafening scolding. He looked panicked, was dragged out by his ear, and didn't dare to resist at all, begging, "Wife, it hurts, let go, it hurts, it's very embarrassing, let go."

"You shameless thing, you still know it's embarrassing! You ran here to have fun behind my back! Let's see how I deal with you when we get back!" Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Anguo's wife had a lot of fat and was taller than Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Anguo. She grabbed his ear and almost lifted him into the air. Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Anguo just cried out and begged, "Wife, I'm just accompanying our leader to relax, don't do this."

"I don't care about any damn leader! You can't be hugging and kissing young ladies here behind my back! Come back with me!" She dragged Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Anguo like a disobedient dog and ground her way out of the Rich Nightclub.

Secretary Zhu was a cowardly beast in human clothing. He waited until Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Anguo's wife had dragged him away while scolding before he scrambled to take the four young ladies out of the Rich Nightclub.

The private room suddenly became quiet, leaving only the singing coming from the speakers.

Ma Lan came out of the bathroom, sat on the sofa alone, and drank some wine, recalling the things she had paid for revenge over the years—not only her body but also the love she could no longer find. Since she embarked on this path of selling her body for revenge, she felt that she had become very dirty. In the second half of her life, there would definitely be no man who would truly love her.

She saw the cigarettes and lighter left by Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Wang Anguo on the table, actually pulled one out, put it in her mouth, and lit it. After taking a puff, she coughed repeatedly and hurriedly drank some beverage. Thinking that Zhao Desan was still at home and he had to go to work tomorrow, she got up, paid the bill at the front desk, walked straight out of the Rich Nightclub gate, got into the car, and went back.

When she got home, Zhao Desan was already sitting in the living room. Ma Ting had been sulking with him and had been in her room without coming out. Ma Lan felt that although this young man Zhao Desan was a bit lecherous, he was very humorous and quite honest with her. She asked him, "Desan, where's Seeing Seeing Seeing Seeing Seeing Seeing Tingting?"

Zhao Desan said, "In the room, she must be asleep."

Ma Lan took off her coat and hung it on the hanger. Inside, she was wearing a tight-fitting base shirt, and that pair of plump breasts were towering high, which was very tempting. But Zhao Desan just took a look; he had released too much in the past few days, and he was a bit exhausted, sitting on the sofa and feeling his legs trembling.

Ma Lan walked over with a wicked smile and didn't sit down, but gave him a look and whispered, "Little man, go to my room."

Zhao Desan was attracted by Ma Lan's charming style, so he got up and followed her into the room. Ma Lan locked the bedroom door, looked straight at him with hot eyes, and asked, "Little man, did you miss sister?"

Zhao Desan saw her flushed face and knew she had gone to drink again. He didn't answer her directly but asked, "Sister Lan, which leader did you go to socialize with tonight?"

Ma Lan leaned against the door, her plump lips slightly open, staring straight at him, not answering his words. The young woman's spring heart had already been stirred, waiting for this sturdy young man to nourish her.

Zhao Desan was truly exhausted. Seeing Ma Lan's eyes, he felt a bit scared instead, and said with a smile, "Sister Lan, why are you looking at me like that?"

Ma Lan's apricot eyes were full of affection, her pupils staring straight at him, the corners of her mouth slightly moving, her throat moving, still not answering him. The longing expression made Zhao Desan a bit difficult to handle. He squeezed out a wicked smile and said, "Sister Lan, don't look at me like that, it makes my heart crawl."

Ma Lan's plump lips opened lightly, squeezing out a few words: "Little man, come here."

Zhao Desan pretended not to know why, opened his eyes wide, and looked confused. Ma Lan's red lips moved slightly: "Come here."

Zhao Desan saw Ma Lan's expression as if she wanted to eat him. He raised his eyebrows and slowly approached Ma Lan. She really rushed up like a bitch in heat and hung on his neck. Her sexy red lips covered his mouth, carrying the smell of alcohol, and she used her tongue to nudge Zhao Desan's tightly closed lips, sucking on his lips.