Chapter 614

Observing the subtle change in Su Qing's expression, Zhao Desan understood what was going on. He felt proud in his heart and at the same time feigned a confused look and asked, "Cousin Su, what's wrong? Are your eyes uncomfortable? Why are they red?"

"No... no, I'm just like this after drinking a little wine," Su Qing lied with a faint smile in her anxiety.

Zhao Desan said "Oh," feeling extremely proud in his heart.

Perhaps it was because she had been deeply touched in the lonely depths of her heart by the act of Zhao Desan, this guy, showing off just now, Su Qing didn't say much along the way. She seemed to be lost in thought, or perhaps she was concentrating on driving and couldn't spare any attention.

Zhao Desan didn't say anything either. He leaned on the passenger seat, tilted his head, and stared at her intently. Su Qing in his view was slightly flushed because she had drunk some wine, and her long, curly eyelashes and high, straight nose bridge made her contours look exceptionally beautiful and moving. The white dress outlined the perfect, flawless curves of her figure. From the side, her chest looked tall, full, and extremely plump, without any sagging, as if it couldn't be contained by the dress, stretching the fabric across her chest tight, round, and smooth, giving a strong visual impact of being ready to burst out. Following the white skin under her neck, he slowly appreciated her tall, firm breasts from below. Although she was sitting, her waist still looked so slender, without a trace of fat. Because the car seat was low, and her legs were long and straight, the hem of her dress had slipped to the root of her thighs without her noticing while she was sitting. Besides, she was wearing a dress today and wasn't wearing flesh-colored stockings as usual. Her beautiful legs were white and flawless, and the place where the hem of the dress rolled was as clear as the root of a green onion. The evening breeze blowing into the car gently brushed the hem of the dress that had rolled to the root of her thighs, and the black panties inside were faintly visible as the hem of the dress danced. Such a posture made him intoxicated without realizing it. His hot-blooded body felt like it was about to explode, and that thing in his pants had hardened without anyone knowing, propping up the crotch of his pants very high.

Driven by strong desire, he moved his body toward her, and one hand reached out silently and quietly, placing it directly and gently on Su Qing's white, tender, and fleshy thigh.

The surface of her thigh suddenly felt like it had touched a piece of ice, making her feel a chill. She immediately turned her head to look at him and asked, "Xiao Zhao, what are you doing?"

"Cousin Su, I want you a little," Zhao Desan said with a wicked smile while gently stroking her smooth, tender thigh.

Su Qing glanced at his crotch, which had set up a tent, and smiled charmingly, "What? Can't you even wait until we get home?"

"Yeah, I couldn't take it anymore when we were in the private room," Zhao Desan said with a wicked smile. His hand stroking her thigh extended a little further up along the surface of her thigh, making her heart feel flustered, and her heartbeat accelerated involuntarily. A woman's inner thigh was really too sensitive, and for a woman of a wolf-like and tiger-like age, these sensitive parts were even more untouchable.

Su Qing felt her body getting hot and gradually itching, and this numb, itchy feeling became more and more intense with his stroking, rapidly spreading to every part of her body, with the mysterious part being the most intense.

"But... but cousin is driving, it's not convenient," Su Qing couldn't resist the provocation and felt that she was already aroused, but she was distressed because she was driving the car and it wasn't convenient, making her feel distressed while longing for it.

"I don't care, I just want it," Zhao Desan said with a wicked smile while acting like a spoiled child. He gently flicked with his fingertips, and Su Qing's whole body trembled violently. She couldn't help but let out a long "Uh" sound, looked at him with blurred eyes, and said with rapid breathing, "Don't..."

Seeing that her face had turned red and her eyes were extremely blurred, and the car began to sway left and right on the road, he helped her steer the car to the side of the midnight-deserted road, turned off the engine, and stopped. He turned over and squeezed her on the seat, one hand stroking her body up and down, and one hand felt for the seat adjuster and pressed it down. The seat slowly tilted back, and after a while, he lay flat on her hot body.

"Baby... this... this is on the road?" Su Qing said with some concerns in her blurred state.

"It's fine, it's exciting on the road," Zhao Desan said while impatiently swallowing her chest with his mouth. His hands stroked down along her waist, lifted the hem of her dress to her waist, reached out directly to grab the edge of her panties, and pulled them down. Su Qing's legs closed slightly, allowing him to take off her panties very smoothly and throw them on the passenger seat to the side.

While they were in the middle of their passion, a car would occasionally speed by. Su Qing was nearly fifty years old, and this was the first time she had done such a thing in a car, not to mention doing it recklessly with him in the car on the side of the road with cars passing by. That thrilling sense of excitement invisibly stimulated this indescribable sense of pleasure. It made her feel like she was going crazy, lying on the seat and moaning incessantly with pleasure.

This feeling was truly soul-stirring. Zhao Desan had brought her to the peak of pleasure in the evening, but he hadn't released himself. He had been suppressing it for half the night, and coupled with this thrilling environment where it was easy for people to be discovered, under the stimulation of these two factors, he was quickly released.

After the passion, Su Qing's cheeks were rosy and her eyes were blurred, as if she had become much younger all of a sudden. Her graceful appearance looked very charming, making him unable to resist taking the opportunity to praise her beauty with sweet words: "Cousin Su, you look so beautiful right now, as if you've become much younger all of a sudden."

"Isn't this all thanks to you?" Su Qing said shyly, "In the few days you came to Xijing for the exam, I felt my skin was much smoother."

"Then I must continue to work hard in the future to make Cousin Su even younger," Zhao Desan joked.

Zhao Desan was a bit anxious, arched his eyebrows, and found an excuse, "No, it's really not good to be seen on the street. I don't care, but I'm afraid that if someone takes a photo and puts it on the internet, it will affect you, Cousin Su."

After he said this, Su Qing also felt that it was indeed too bold to do such a thing in this place. After all, she was a person of status. In recent years, there had been a lot of public grievances, and scandals of some officials were often exposed on the internet. She didn't want to become a victim of public grievances under the openness of the internet.

"We've already done it, and now you're worried about this. Really." Su Qing glanced at him with blurred eyes, reached into the collar of her dress, tidied her clothes, and pressed the seat adjuster on the side. As the seat slowly rose, Zhao Desan got off her and moved to the passenger seat on the side.