Chapter 560

At this time, a few coughs came from the room where Bai Ling's husband was, followed by her husband's weak call, "Ling, come over for a moment."

Hearing her husband calling her, Bai Ling looked at Zhao Desan nervously. This was not the "first time a new bride gets on a sedan chair," so Zhao Desan was not nervous at all and whispered, "It's okay, see what your husband is calling you for."

Bai Ling calmed down, nodded, opened the door, and went to the opposite room with a restless heart.

Bai Ling went out of the room, and Zhao Desan began to consider how to clean up Zhang Da. He sat on the chair, lit a cigarette, narrowed his eyes, and racked his brains to think.

"Husband, what's wrong?" Bai Ling came to her husband's bed and asked, with a ghost in her heart, obviously a bit nervous.

The man tilted his head with difficulty and asked, "Is it someone from your unit who came?"

"Mm." Bai Ling nodded, "It's a leader from the unit." After speaking, she was afraid that her husband would be suspicious, so she hurriedly added, "Come to talk about work."

The man smiled and said "Oh," and ordered, "Then you should treat people well."

Bai Ling saw that her husband didn't notice anything, so she breathed a sigh of relief, bloomed a smile and said, "I know."

The man's gaze inadvertently moved to her chest, and he found that she was not wearing underwear, but she was wearing underwear when she guided the urine basin this morning. He was stunned for a moment, understood, but as if he didn't know anything, continued to smile with difficulty and said, "Alright, you should go and treat your leader well, and talk about work with others."

For her husband's calm expression, Bai Ling didn't notice anything, smiled, and said, "Then I'm going over." After speaking, she turned and left.

Looking at his wife with a full figure and front and back curves, the man closed his eyes and sighed gently.

Coming over from her husband's side, Bai Ling was no longer as nervous as before. Her slightly rosy face looked even more charming, especially her eyes, which were watery and contained light, charming and moving, containing a different kind of charm.

Seeing Bai Ling returning from her husband's room, the nervous expression just now had disappeared, so Zhao Desan joked with a wicked grin, "Bai Bai Bai Jie, didn't your husband discover anything?"

A faint blush appeared on Bai Ling's face, she smiled shyly, shook her head gently, and whispered, "No... nothing."

Suddenly, Zhao Desan restrained the wicked grin on his face, looked at her full and perky chest with slight surprise, and looked at the two slightly protruding parts and said, "Bai Bai Bai Jie, you are not wearing underwear?"

Bai Ling looked down, her expression immediately became flustered, and she was even more shy and difficult to handle. She turned her face away and said shyly, "Just... just forgot to wear it." After speaking, she hurriedly walked to the bed, picked up the black lace-edged underwear thrown on the head of the bed, turned her back, took off her short-sleeved shirt, and quickly put the underwear on her body. Looking at her snow-white jade back, it was really like a flawless piece of beautiful jade, white and transparent, white and clean without even a small mole, skin like fat, curves exquisite, what a graceful and flawless figure, making Zhao Desan look fascinated. It wasn't until Bai Ling put on her short-sleeved shirt and pulled her shoulders and turned back that he came back to his senses and couldn't help but praise, "Bai Bai Bai Jie, your back is really beautiful."

Being praised by him, Bai Ling felt a bit overjoyed. As the saying goes, "A woman dresses for the one who loves her." A woman, especially a young married woman who is in her early thirties and whose figure and appearance are still so excellent, most hopes to hear praise from a man who knows how to appreciate her. At this moment, Bai Ling, with flushed cheeks, eyebrows like painting, watery eyes full of affection, lowered her head slightly, and secretly peeked at Zhao Desan with her eyes, shyly and happily said, "You... don't praise me, I'm a woman in my thirties, how can I be called beautiful?"

Zhao Desan looked at her with eyes like a shuttle, thinking, *If I give you some color, you will climb up the pole? * A devious smile squeezed from the corner of his mouth, he walked up and stretched out his hand toward her head. Bai Ling immediately raised her head, blushed, and said shyly, "You... you still want to..." Before Zhao Desan could react, she walked over and pushed the open door with a creak, turned around, grabbed the hem of her short-sleeved shirt, and prepared to take off her clothes.

Seeing her actions, Zhao Desan hurriedly understood, couldn't help but burst into laughter, and explained while laughing, "Bai Bai Bai Jie, I didn't mean that. I saw your hair was a bit messy and wanted to help you straighten it out. You thought too much."