Chapter 595

In the bathroom, he stripped off his clothes in a flash, turned on the showerhead, and stood underneath, washing his body with lightning speed. Zhao Desan then rushed into the room, burning with impatience and stark naked. When he entered, what met his eyes were Bai Ling's bare, fair, and graceful curves. She had already gotten into bed, lying on her side with her legs slightly curled, leaning against the headboard and watching the exciting video that continued to play on the computer. Seeing him enter, she turned her face, gave him a shy glance, and lowered her head. It was her first time coming to another man's house and getting into his bed naked, which made her feel incredibly embarrassed just thinking about it.

Her fair and plump body was fleshy but not greasy, making his heart surge and his mouth water just looking at it. He rushed over, climbed onto the bed, pushed her down, and pressed himself on top of her...

Summer days stayed dark very late. Although it was already around seven o'clock, the sun outside hadn't set yet, and the afterglow of the sunset was still very bright. Although there were curtains on the windows, the sunlight piercing through them still lit up the room brightly. It wasn't the first time Bai Ling and Zhao Desan had done this, but it was the first time in such a "broad daylight" environment, and even more so, the first time she had seen his entire body. His tall frame and solid, dense muscles pressed against her soft, smooth body as if injecting her with strength, which she loved immensely. While kissing intensely, her hands caressed his broad, sturdy back, unable to let go...

The air seemed to be ignited, their bodies grew scorching hot, their breathing became increasingly rapid, and they held each other tightly, rolling around on the bed...

After kissing passionately for a long time, Bai Ling murmured, "Lie down... I'll kiss you."

Zhao Desan was just waiting for this moment to arrive. He happily lay down spread-eagled, his "big cannon" standing tall. Bai Ling slid down slowly along his sturdy chest, the sensation of her hair tips brushing against him bringing a numbing itch that he found very satisfying. Immediately after, he was enveloped by something warm and soft, and Bai Ling's head began to gently bob up and down on his lower abdomen...

At this moment, he was Fatty Wang from the video, and she was Wen Qian...

Today, he had completely broken free from the Coal Bureau. Although he had left voluntarily under the name of "resigning to take the blame," it was out of helplessness, fearing that if he didn't leave, life in the Coal Bureau would be difficult later. He had always acted as if he didn't care, but deep down, Zhao Desan still felt a bit of unwillingness. Plus, feeling that Ma Lan didn't care enough about him, he had been suppressing a sense of displeasure for the past two days. After a soul-stirring, bone-melting entanglement with Bai Ling, the displeasure in his heart was finally released completely.

After they were finished, a large patch of the bedsheet was wet. Bai Ling took a look and said shyly, "You've dirtied the sheets."

Zhao Desan chuckled and said, "It's fine, we'll just change them. Bai Bai Bai Jie, did that feel good just now?"

"Mm." Bai Ling nodded shyly. She looked out the window for a night; it was already late, and she was worried her husband would be hungry, so she proposed to go back early.

For a woman who still worried about her home while "seeking pleasure" outside, especially a woman like Bai Ling who relied on her own strength to maintain a fragmented family, he admired her from the bottom of his heart. So, he didn't try to keep her and nodded in agreement, saying, "Alright then."

Having obtained his consent, Bai Ling got off the bed and went to the bathroom, preparing to wash up before heading back.

While showering in the bathroom, she inadvertently discovered a woman's sexy thong mixed in with the clothes piled in the washing machine. She froze for a moment, then pretended not to see it. After all, she didn't know much about Zhao Desan's private life, and besides, she was a married woman herself. A large part of the reason she had intimate relations with him was to repay him for his long-term care for her; it was something she did willingly. She shouldn't—and didn't want to—ask about what kind of women he associated with. Even if his private life was chaotic, Bai Ling thought about it openly, feeling that since she couldn't be his wife anyway, why bother with these things? As long as he liked it, that was enough. She only glanced at that eye-catching piece of women's intimate apparel, pretended she hadn't seen anything, hurriedly washed her body, returned to the room to put on her clothes, and said to him with a blushing face, "Xiao Zhao, it's getting late, I... I have to go."

"Bai Bai Bai Jie, wait a moment." Zhao Desan got off the bed naked, walked to the computer, pulled open a drawer, fished out a USB drive, and plugged it into the slot on the case. He gripped the mouse and dragged a copy of a folder titled "Party's Advanced Education" into the USB drive. While pulling out the drive, he asked her, "Bai Bai Bai Jie, you know how to use a computer, right?"

"I... I know a little." Bai Ling answered softly.

"That's good." Zhao Desan pulled out the USB drive, turned around, and handed it to her, saying, "Take this USB drive. The things inside are what the unit leaders are most afraid to see. If that bastard Zhang Da gives you trouble again, just take a screenshot and show it to him. Let's see if he still dares to bully you."

Bai Ling hesitated for a moment, took the USB drive, and nodded gently.

Zhao Desan smiled with relief, looked out the window—night had already fallen—and said, "Alright then, Bai Bai Bai Jie, you should head back first. Watch out for your safety on the road. Look, I'm not wearing any clothes, so I won't see you downstairs."

Bai Ling said with a blushing face and some reluctance, "Then... then I'm leaving. You don't need to come out." With that, her watery eyes gave him an affectionate look. She hesitated, slowly turned around, and walked toward the outside with slow steps. Although he wasn't seeing her off, Zhao Desan still followed behind her graceful body until he saw her to the door.

Bai Ling walked out the door and looked back at his sturdy body. She really didn't want to leave after having released only once, but after all, for a mature young woman nearing thirty, especially one like her who hadn't been nourished by a man for years, her physiological needs were not just ordinarily thirsty. But there was no help for it; since she was managing that broken family so strongly, she couldn't let her husband, who was lying in bed unable to move, wait for her on an empty stomach. She could only bear the pain of parting, smile at him reluctantly, clutch the USB drive he had given her in her palm, and say with a faint smile, "Alright, then... then I'll head back. You're not wearing clothes... don't come out."

Looking at her graceful figure and beautiful face, plus the endless pleasure she had brought him during their intimacy because she had never given birth, he also couldn't bear to let her leave after only one release. But there was no help for it; he understood Bai Ling's character—strong-willed and responsible for her family—so he could only let her go, saying in a reluctant tone, "Bai Bai Bai Jie, then... then watch out for your safety on the way."

"Mm." Bai Ling smiled charmingly. Her appearance with bright eyes, white teeth, and shallow dimples was truly mesmerizing. He was still intoxicated by her smile, which made him so infatuated, when Bai Ling turned around and walked gently downstairs. Her full, round, perky buttocks swayed left and right under her slender willow waist with each step down the stairs. They were fleshy, making him feel a bit dazzled. He opened his mouth, wanting to call her back and have her stay, but thinking that he had already finished the resignation procedures today and was about to go to the provincial capital, if he couldn't "pay the public grain" to Su Qing when he got there, as a woman in her forties with quite rich experience in sexual life, she would definitely suspect him. Thinking of this, he stopped himself. He watched Bai Ling's sexy and pretty figure disappear around the corner of the stairs, then closed the door, turned, and walked into the bathroom. He turned on the showerhead and stood underneath to wash away the sweat and the sticky white liquid on his "treasure." Warm water droplets poured down from his head, slowly spreading over his skin along his face. This feeling was just like the entanglement with Bai Ling on the bed just now—soft, warm, and moist—making him feel incredibly comfortable. It not only brought him back to that infatuated "battle" just now. For Zhao Desan, who had read countless women, whenever he got a new target, he always liked to compare the women he had handled after the fact. So far, roughly counting, there were about ten women who had "yielded to him." The one who left him with the most lingering aftertaste in that matter was Bai Ling. Her shy voice and her bashful appearance on the bed gave him an even greater desire to conquer. Coupled with her figure, which was truly overbearing, and the fact that she had no history of childbirth and understood the affairs between men and women, she was undoubtedly the best partner in bed. As for the next one, the one who occupied a place in his rich sexual experience was Tingting, who was still underage at the time. Although her technique in bed was a bit clumsy, her age and the fact that her body was undeveloped were a major advantage. Her skin was firm and fair, and her cries were tender, which still made him quite nostalgic. It was just that for these days, he had been busy paving the way for his future and had no time to attend to her. Plus, because he now disliked Ma Lan a bit, he didn't want to "provoke" Tingting anymore.

As for the remaining women, if he had to rank them in his heart, they would be Ma Lan, Zhang Li, Mrs. Lin, Zhang Aiai, Su Qing, Su Jing, Zhang Xiaoyan, Wen Qian, and Zhang Ailing.

After taking a shower, when he picked up a towel to wipe his body, he inadvertently saw the black sexy thong that Mrs. Lin had given him mixed in with the pile of clothes he had stuffed into the washing machine. Suddenly, he recalled that Bai Ling had just come to the bathroom to take a shower. If she had paid even the slightest attention, she would have seen this obvious piece of women's intimate apparel in the washing machine. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a bit worried. Linking it to the fact that Bai Ling was a relatively orthodox young woman, if she realized he had other women, would it be difficult to experience the wonderful journey of life with her in the future?

To put his mind at ease, after taking a shower, Zhao Desan returned to the room, picked up his phone, and sent Bai Ling such an obscure message: "Bai Bai Bai Jie, are you almost home? Why didn't you say you'd help me wash that pile of dirty clothes in the washing machine when you were taking a shower just now?"

When she received the message he sent, Bai Ling had just gotten off the car and walked to her front door. She picked up her phone and opened the message to read it. The content of this message made her feel a bit strange. After thinking for a long time, once she thought of the woman's thong in the washing machine, she immediately understood. She knew he might have realized she had gone to the bathroom to take a shower and wanted to probe whether she had seen that thong in a roundabout way. So, she pretended she didn't know anything and sent a message back: "Haha, I was in a hurry to get home. How about I help you wash them next time I go to your place." The reason she still said there would be a next time was for two reasons. On one hand, Bai Ling wanted to convey that she hadn't seen that thing through such words. On the other hand, she felt that even if Zhao Desan had other women, it didn't matter. In return for his help to her for such a long time, even if she served him for nothing again, she was willing to do so for her own sake. From another perspective, it could also satisfy her own physiological needs.