Chapter 70

Wow, it's so big and round! Zhao Desan had never carefully appreciated this seductive part of Ma Lan before; it was truly wonderful.

"Continue! Bad guy!"

Ma Lan meant for him to unhook the bra as well.

Zhao Desan had some concerns but was also full of anticipation. He wanted to carefully appreciate it without any obstruction and said, "Sister Lan, this is your office after all."

Ma Lan said tenderly, "The door is locked, what are you afraid of? Kiss Sister, it misses you, you bad guy."

Seeing that Ma Lan's cheeks were already flushed and her eyes were full of fire, Zhao Desan thought, let's satisfy this thirsty beauty. So, he reached around her smooth body, touched the clasp directly, skillfully squeezed it, and pop.

"Bad guy, kiss it."

Ma Lan wrapped her arms around the back of Zhao Desan's head, making him unable to breathe, and teased him with the tip of her tongue. Ma Lan's body rose and fell, her breathing was rapid, she let out a long "Ah" cry, and one hand wandered along Zhao Desan's body.

The phone in Zhao Desan's pocket suddenly rang, and he cursed angrily, which son of a bitch is disturbing my good time? He took it out of his pocket and saw it was from Ma Lan's daughter, Ma Ting. He hurriedly rejected the call, feeling panicked and uneasy, but his face still maintained a calm expression.

Ma Lan was already intoxicated by his caresses, half-opening her blurred almond eyes, and said, "Baby, whose phone is it? It came at such a bad time!"

Zhao Desan said, "A buddy's!" He put the phone away and leaned over to suck on those white, fragrant breasts again, teasing Ma Lan until she was confused and lost, as if her soul had been lost. Her body rose and fell, she was extremely uncomfortable, and her legs tightly clamped one of Zhao Desan's legs and rubbed against it; it was really too itchy.

The phone rang again. Zhao Desan took it out and saw it was a message from Ma Ting. Zhao Desan smiled bitterly and helplessly, saying, "Sister Lan, I'll go out and make a call, you wait for me for a while."

Ma Lan had just started to enjoy his spring-rain-like nourishment and had just entered an intoxicated state; she hadn't even waited for him to fill her body and thrust forcefully, so she pouted and said, "Your buddy really has no sense!"

Zhao Desan chuckled and said, "How would they know I'm doing this with Sister Lan?"

Ma Lan was impatient and urged him, "Hurry up and go out and make the call, come back when you're done, Sister hasn't enjoyed it enough yet!"

Zhao Desan laughed deviously, "I know, I'll let Sister Lan have a good time later." He got up and opened the door to go out. Ma Lan put her coat on directly to cover the spring scenery inside; the bra and undershirt were still original, and under the leather jacket were just two warm, soft breasts.

Zhao Desan took out his phone and opened the message from Ma Ting: Brother Liu, where are you? My mom isn't home, I don't have to go to school this weekend, come to my house and play with me.

A faint smile floated on the corners of Zhao Desan's mouth, and he tapped on the keyboard, quickly typing a message: Tingting, Brother is busy now, I can't get away, what are you playing at your house?

Ma Ting replied quickly: Brother Liu, you can play whatever you want, you can play what we played that night, I want to too, that feeling is so strange and comfortable.

Zhao Desan thought wickedly, this little girl who hasn't fully developed is also addicted to that? The pink, tender mushroom actually has feelings too.

They lingered until it was almost checkout time. Zhao Desan stopped, not releasing, but saving it up, because he still had to contact Ma Lan in the afternoon and give her some important documents.

Now it was Li Shanshan's turn to humiliate him. After some lingering, Li Shanshan actually let go, lying on her side on the bed with disheveled hair, sneering, "Zhao Desan, I thought you were so powerful! You haven't finished after so long, do you have a physiological defect? Haha..."

Zhao Desan was so angry his eyes widened, but then he smiled and asked, "Wasn't it enough to satisfy you? Should we continue?"

Li Shanshan hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover herself, looking timid, and said, "No more."

Zhao Desan had already gotten out of bed, put on his pants, and said, "Get up, let's go, checkout time." He didn't want to pay extra for exceeding the checkout time.

Once a woman is conquered below by a man's powerful body, her heart is also conquered; this just confirms that famous maxim of Zhang Ailing.

Li Shanshan had been nourished by Zhao Desan twice, and now her heart was fluttering, a bit addicted to him. She lay on the bed wrapped in the quilt, looking at Zhao Desan coquettishly, and said, "Zhao Desan, you and I have already had a relationship, what do you say we should do?"

Seeing her coquettish appearance, Zhao Desan thought, how did this number one secretary change so much after being nourished by me twice? Where did that high and mighty Li Shanshan go? "Secretary Li, what do you want to do? At worst, I'll just play with you more every week from now on!"

Li Shanshan looked straight at him, her eyes charming and varied, her vermilion lips parted slightly: "That depends on whether you have the ability. Lend me your phone, I need to make a call."

Zhao Desan took it out and threw it to her. Seeing it was off, she turned it on, but she wasn't making a call; instead, she flipped through the photo album and videos, checking carefully. There were no photos of her and Zhao Desan being intimate, and she immediately changed her expression, threw the phone at him, punched the pillow, and said angrily, "Zhao Desan! You lied to me! There are no photos at all! You are too cunning!"

Zhao Desan hurriedly caught the phone, not expecting that she had wanted to delete the photos. He said she was as docile to him as if she had become a different person. It seems this Li Shanshan, being able to reach the position of Secretary to Director Zhang, is not just ordinarily calculating. Fortunately, the one he threw to her wasn't that knock-off phone, otherwise, if she had discovered the lewd photos of the directors on that knock-off phone, he would have been finished.

After the palpitations, Zhao Desan deliberately said, "Do you think I only have one phone?" He took out the knock-off phone and shook it in front of her, smiled coldly and cunningly, and didn't intend to refund the checkout fee. He threw the deposit slip on the bed and said, "You check out later, I'm leaving first, I have things to do!" After saying that, he turned and walked out. Li Shanshan hurriedly sat up, her chest exposed, and called out to him anxiously, "Zhao Desan, wait! Don't tell anyone else about us!"

Zhao Desan opened the door, looked back with a cunning smile, and said, "Beautiful Secretary Li, don't worry, I'm leaving now!"

Li Shanshan watched Zhao Desan close the door and leave, and she pounded the bed with her fists in anger. She didn't really care about being intimate and having fun with him; after all, she was a big girl of twenty-five or twenty-six, and she had times when she felt stifled. Occasionally finding a man to relieve the boredom was quite comfortable, but because he had filmed photos of the two of them having fun, she was worried and uneasy, terrified that Zhao Desan would show those photos to others.

Zhao Desan walked out of the hotel in high spirits, stood by the side of the road, and sent a message to Ma Lan, asking where she was.

The late September sun shining on his body was truly comfortable. Whenever Zhao Desan thought of those women recently, he felt that his luck with women was not shallow, and his romantic luck was constant! It was really like being a groom every night, and he felt both comfortable and smug in his heart. Especially when he thought of those women being conquered by his powerful body, the passionate feeling was indescribably stimulating.

Ma Lan replied with a message: Sister is at the company, you come to Sister's company, just say you're looking for me.

Zhao Desan was also very curious about how big Ma Lan's company was and what kind of strong woman she really was, so he took a taxi to the headquarters of Ma Lan's Xinmao Mining Group.

Getting out of the taxi, Zhao Desan looked up and down at the Xinmao Mining Group building, feeling it was indeed very imposing, and immediately felt heartfelt admiration for Ma Lan. A thirty-five-year-old woman, even if she relied on her body to get policies from the bastard at the Coal Bureau, even if you handed such a big company to an ordinary woman, she might not necessarily be able to run it.

Walking to the entrance of the building, the security guard stopped him. Zhao Desan calmly reported Ma Lan's big name, and the security guard immediately and politely ushered him inside.

After asking at the front desk in the lobby, he arrived at the door of Ma Lan's chairman's office and knocked three times.

Ma Lan was inside, reviewing the bidding documents and organizational design sections compiled by the company's planning and contract department, and asked without looking up, "Who is it?"

Zhao Desan pinched his voice to sound like a woman and said, "It's me, little Zhao, your secretary."

Ma Lan immediately recognized it was Zhao Desan, put down what she was doing with great joy, looked up, and smiled, "Little man, stop pretending, come in!"

Zhao Desan pushed the door open and entered, smiling and asking, "Sister Lan, how did you know it was me?"