Chapter 858: Charming smile

"Brother Zheng, is it okay if I thank you like this?" Xia Jian's wife asked with a blushing face, her breath like an orchid.

"Fine, but once is not enough, oh." Zheng Tulu said with a wicked smile, panting with satisfaction.

"I didn't say it was just once. As long as you like it, Brother Zheng, you can do it whenever you want." Xia Jian's wife said coquettishly while panting, leaning against his body, and deliberately using her "flower cave" to clamp his already soft treasure.

Zheng Tulu panted, his thick hands gently stroking her white, smooth, jade-like back. This waist, this figure—tall, big, and fleshy without being greasy—was simply too endless to reminisce about.

Just as the two were hugging each other and panting to rest, they suddenly heard a "thump-thump" sound in the room. Zheng Tulu immediately became alert, looked around nervously, and asked the young married woman who was as soft as jade and lying on him, "Did you hear that? What sound is that?"

Reminded by Zheng Tulu, Xia Jian's wife brushed the long hair that was covering her ears behind her ears, only then did she hear a "thump-thump" sound. She also looked around with some confusion. After looking for a while, she suddenly discovered the lock of the living room door was turning.

"Oh no, Xia Jian is back." Xia Jian's wife had deliberately locked the door from the inside when Zheng Tulu came. This was someone using a key to open the door from the outside, but the door was locked, so the lock could only be turned slightly. Saying this, Xia Jian's wife got off Zheng Tulu in a panic. As soon as she stood up, a thick, white liquid flowed out from her flower cave down her thigh. She didn't have time to clean below, so she pulled over the strap of her leopard-print panties to cover the flower cave, let the skirt hem down, and hung the strap on her shoulder again. "Brother Zheng, hurry."

Zheng Tulu looked at the Vacheron Constantin watch Zhao Desan had given him on his wrist and found it was already past six o'clock. He stood up in a panic, pulled up his pants, and asked her in a panic in a low voice, "Little sister, where should I hide?"

"Brother Zheng, don't hide. Just sit here and calm down. If he doesn't catch you in the act, he won't say anything." Xia Jian's wife told him to calm down. Seeing he had put on his pants, she walked up to open the door while pretending to be calm and organizing her messy hair.

"Wife, why did you lock the door?" Xia Jian asked with some anger as he walked in.

"Little Xia, you're back from work?" Zheng Tulu stood up and laughed, pretending to be calm.

Xia Jian was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a forced smile and said, "Just got back. Director Zheng, you're here." He knew that this old guy must have been doing something bad with his wife at home this afternoon. Seeing the flushed faces of him and his wife, as well as the wrinkled cloth cushion on the sofa, he knew that the two must have just rolled in the sheets, and they didn't even have time to clean up the battlefield. *Fortunately, I came back late and didn't disturb the leader's good deed, * Xia Jian thought in a panic.

"I was just passing by. Seeing the time, I thought it was time to get off work, so I came up to sit for a while and wait for you, Little Xia, to come back and talk to you about some work matters." Zheng Tulu felt guilty and explained with a sanctimonious smile why he appeared in someone else's home before Xia Jian returned, and why he had locked the door from the inside with a man and a woman alone.

Xia Jian was stunned for a moment. He knew Zheng Tulu was just making an excuse, but in order to get the leader's favor and attention, even knowing his wife had been slept with by the leader, he was extremely enthusiastic toward the leader and said, "Director Zheng, hurry and sit. Wife, why don't you pour tea for Director Zheng?" Saying this, he went to take the best tea in the house from the cabinet, brewed a cup for Zheng Tulu, handed it over, and said, "Director Zheng, drink some water."

Zheng Tulu was really a bit stunned. He really doubted Xia Jian's IQ for a moment. Not to mention that he and his wife were alone and had locked the door, there was liquid dripping from his wife's flower cave on the wooden floor at the corner of the sofa, and the room was filled with the fishy, goat-like smell of a man and woman after love. This guy acted as if he hadn't noticed anything and was still so respectful and enthusiastic toward him, which made Zheng Tulu stand there like a wooden chicken.

"Director Zheng, tea." Only after Xia Jian's wife reminded him did Zheng Tulu come back to his senses. He looked at Xia Jian with an unnatural expression, calmed down, laughed, took the tea, and said, "Good."

"Director Zheng, you said you came to talk to me about some work matters. Go ahead." Xia Jian sat down with a chuckle and said.

Zheng Tulu had just taken a sip of water, and before he could speak, Xia Jian's wife rushed to say, "Director Zheng said he was preparing to send you to the Party School for training."

"Director Zheng, really?" Xia Jian asked with joy.

When Xia Jian's wife said this, Zheng Tulu felt like he was being forced onto a duck's back. He couldn't not let him go to the Party School for training. Besides, he had just been blinded by lust and, under the seduction of Xia Jian's wife, had agreed to arrange for Xia Jian to go to the Party School for training. If he were to go back on his word now, he wouldn't be able to save face. So, he bit the bullet, nodded, said "Hmm," put down the teacup, and said, "Xia Jian, you have worked at the unit for several years. Although the competition for this opportunity to go to the Party School for training is very fierce in private, I have carefully considered it and feel that whether from work experience or seniority, sending you is the most suitable. What do you think?"

Xia Jian had been waiting for this opportunity for too long. He had worked for five years and had never participated in such a learning opportunity that was especially important for his official career. He was overjoyed, the joy in his heart was all written on his face, and he was extremely excited. However, he said modestly, "Director Zheng, if you think it's okay, it's okay. Everything is arranged by you, leader."

Zheng Tulu took another sip of water and said with a chuckle, "Little Xia, your attitude is wrong. Not only should you have enthusiasm for work, but you should also strive for such opportunities when you should. This opportunity will be given to you this time. Go to the Party School and study hard, recharge yourself, and learn more things. You are still young, prepare for your future."

"Yes, yes, yes." Xia Jian nodded humbly and accepted Zheng Tulu's teachings. He secretly glanced at his wife. She smiled at Xia Jian triumphantly, hinting that Xia Jian being able to go to the Party School for training was all thanks to her "efforts."

Since Xia Jian was already back, Zheng Tulu felt it wasn't very good to stay here. He drank the tea, stood up, and said, "Alright, I've told you about this matter, I should go."

"Director Zheng, sit for a while longer, eat dinner before leaving?" Xia Jian tried to keep him.

"No, I have something to do tonight. Your wife is pregnant, you have to be diligent," Zheng Tulu said to Xia Jian with a chuckle, intentionally looking at Xia Jian's wife, with whom he had a physical relationship. Xia Jian's wife also smiled at him knowingly and said, "Director Zheng, why don't you eat dinner before leaving? It's not easy to come to the house, and Xia Jian is here too. Eat dinner before leaving?" ===== CHAPTER 859 =====