Chapter 579

Mentioning what happened last night made him feel a bit guilty toward her cousin, Su Qing, so he tried his best not to think about it too much. However, the doll-like, youthful beauty before him, with her incredibly alluring figure, made it impossible for him not to reminisce about the previous night. That indescribable sensation was vaguely sweeping through his central nervous system once again.

Her full, perky breasts, which seemed ready to burst through her white short-sleeved shirt, were simply too eye-catching. His gaze couldn't help but drift toward them, his eyes seemingly possessing X-ray vision as they looked straight through the white shirt, as if seeing the two mounds of white, smooth, tender flesh. It hooked his lustful thoughts out from the darkness, causing his mind to begin to ripple...

Su Jing noticed the change in his gaze, fixed intently on her chest, and she blushed, shyly whispering, "Don't look at me with that kind of gaze..."

He then withdrew his gaze, laughed awkwardly, and forced himself not to think too much, opening his computer to look at things that interested him in order to distract himself.

Every move he made was seen by Su Jing, who was on the side. She knew his mind wasn't on the computer at all, but that he was just pretending to be serious. For some reason, ever since they drank and spent the night together, she didn't feel the pain of a breakup at all today. Instead, her heart, a young girl's heart in need of something to rely on, was entirely pinned on him. Even though she knew he would be leaving this office in a few days, a strange power and feeling drove her to get closer to him, creating an invisible, intense urge to be intimate with him once more.

The office was very quiet, and neither of them spoke, but the atmosphere was incredibly ambiguous. The air seemed to be burning, making her feel chaotic inside. She had no heart for work, and as time passed and the temperature in the office rose, the urge to get closer to him became stronger and stronger.

Finally unable to hold back, she picked up a document, stood up, and walked straight over. Standing in front of him with a flushed face, she looked at him with ambiguous eyes and said, "Section Chief Liu, I don't understand this part. Can you help me take a look?"

Zhao Desan had also been holding back, but she had taken the initiative to "deliver herself to his door." Her petite and exquisite figure stood before him, her firm, full breasts straining against the buttons of her short-sleeved shirt, looking round and taut. Her chest, with two buttons undone, was white and flawless, and the shallow cleavage seemed to be beckoning to him, making him feel dizzy and restless. While explaining the problem to her, he would occasionally sweep his peripheral vision over the breasts swaying in front of him...

It was a very simple problem, and he finished explaining it in a few words. Su Jing gave him a charming smile and prepared to return to her seat. As she lifted her foot, she deliberately kicked the leg of his chair with the tip of her high heel, creating the illusion of an accidental fall. Her entire body leaned squarely onto him as he sat in the chair, and her two full breasts pressed firmly against his face. A soft, elastic sensation covered his face, accompanied by the unique fragrance emanating from the woman's body, which rushed into his nostrils.

His heart pounded, and he was stunned for a moment. He quickly grabbed her willow-like waist with both hands, pushing her away while pretending to be calm, and said, "Are you okay?"

Who knew that her petite and exquisite figure wouldn't be easily pushed away by him? Her soft breasts remained firmly pressed against his face, making his breathing suddenly difficult. He added more strength, but still couldn't push her away. He poked his head out from her peaks and gasped for air, only to realize that Su Jing's hands were gripping the chair tightly.

"Get up quickly," he said, acting serious.

"No," Su Jing pouted her cherry lips and said coquettishly, her eyes flashing with a look of anticipation.

"What... what are you doing?" Zhao Desan asked, feeling restless as he looked into her charming, hazy eyes. That pair of peerless jade peaks standing before him made his mind a bit chaotic; he was both nervous and expectant, and his breathing grew heavy without him realizing it.

Su Jing blinked, blushed, and whispered, "Shall I go and lock the door?" Without waiting for an answer, she turned around, wiggling her plump buttocks as she walked over to lock the office door. When she turned back, her cheeks were already flushed red. She looked shy, yet driven by a wonderful feeling, she walked up and bashfully hugged his neck.

"You... don't... don't be like this..." Faced with Su Jing's initiative, Zhao Desan felt a bit surprised. Her abnormal, indulgent behavior last night could be attributed to the effects of alcohol, but today she was completely sober. Her sudden throwing of herself into his arms made him feel a bit unaccustomed to it for a moment.

As she questioned him with a trembling voice, Su Jing didn't make a sound. Through the thin clothing, that soft sensation seemed to carry a kind of magic, causing his heartbeat to accelerate rapidly, as if it were about to be torn from his chest. Zhao Desan, at the age of burning youth, began to lose his mind. After holding back for a moment, his line of defense of reason was washed away by the flood surging from his heart, and his body trembled...

Su Jing seemed to have fallen in love with this feeling of indulgence. Following their passionate kissing, her jade hands stroked up and down his back, as if trying to grab something. The force was sometimes light and sometimes heavy, making him feel as if countless insects were crawling all over his body. There wasn't a single place that didn't itch, and his body burned even more rapidly...

After kissing passionately for a long while, his mouth felt a bit numb, but the waves of electric sensations made him uncontrollably move his hands from her back to the collar of her short-sleeved shirt. While greedily and hungrily kissing her pink cheeks and white neck, he quickly unbuttoned her shirt. The electric feeling, an incredibly numbing sensation, swept through her central nervous system in waves, making her already tired and weak body even softer, and she leaned forward limply.

Su Jing's clothes were in disarray as she leaned limply against him once again. With starry eyes and slightly furrowed brows, she gently bit her lower lip, wearing a look of intoxication and charm, and let out a heavy "uh" sound from her nostrils...

Realizing that he was staring at her in confusion and feeling that her reaction was a bit out of character, her flushed face turned even redder. She lowered her head shyly again, burying her face in his shoulder. Her body produced increasingly wonderful sensations in the continuous overlapping, as if sitting on a cloud, heading toward the peak of pleasure...

The stimulating and enjoyable feeling left them both intoxicated...

After the passion was released and their youth had burned, they rested for a moment. It was almost noon and time to get off work. Fearing being discovered, they hurriedly put on their clothes and returned to their normal working states, though their moods were not as calm as usual. Su Jing, in particular, trembled from time to time after sitting in her seat. The feeling of the spasms when she reached the peak still occasionally swept through her nerves, stimulating her sensory system. Before long, she felt wet between her legs, but she was helpless as it was almost time to get off work, and she couldn't continue to enjoy the pleasure that left her intoxicated.

After the release, the office returned to peace for a while. Neither of them spoke. When it was almost time to get off work, Su Jing turned her head, blushing, and asked him, "When... when do you plan to leave?" After their relationship had progressed further, Su Jing even omitted the title "Section Chief Liu."

"I'll leave after I finish the resignation procedures and get my file," Zhao Desan said, exhaling a puff of smoke.

"I estimate that Director Zhang and the others will be done by the time they get back today," Su Jing said. "Can you only hand in your resignation letter to her tomorrow?"