Chapter 889

Liu Jianguo's wife managed him very strictly. Judging from his usual honest performance, she thought that this guy wouldn't dare to lie to her, but she still scolded in a sharp tone relentlessly: "That's it! Don't find so many excuses! Come back today on Saturday! Accompany me to go shopping for clothes!"

Liu Jianguo's wife's voice was very loud, and Ma Lan beside him heard it very clearly, so she pouted and frowned at Liu Jianguo beside him. Liu Jianguo looked at Ma Lan, who was acting coquettishly. He had promised her last night that he would accompany her to look at the property market, and today was the weekend, and his wife wanted him to accompany her to go shopping for clothes. For a moment, he frowned tightly, looking extremely difficult, not knowing what to do.

Zhao Xue blushed and looked at Zhao Desan shyly, and said to her mother: "Mom, don't worry about it. Zhao Desan is right. Now you raise your body well first. Besides... besides, he has only been in Xijing for a short time. I... I don't want to affect his work and future. I... I can wait for him for two years."

"Oh, wife, it won't work this morning. There is still work on hand that needs to be done in a hurry. In the afternoon... I will definitely accompany you in the afternoon." Liu Jianguo thought of an excuse temporarily and said.

Ma Lan beside him then relaxed her brows and looked at him coquettishly.

"It's Saturday today, no work, what work are you still doing!" Liu Jianguo's wife roared sharply.

"Wife, you don't know, I am now in the Xijing Municipal Party Committee Office, not in Yuyang. There are many things. This matter today is very important. The leader personally explained it when eating last night. This can't be delayed." Liu Jianguo said anxiously.

There was no sound on the phone. After a while, Liu Jianguo's wife said: "That's fine, I'll believe you once. You must roll back before two o'clock this afternoon, otherwise I will go to the Municipal Party Committee to find you!"

"Definitely, definitely, I will definitely be able to go back before two o'clock. Wife, then you watch TV at home, surf the Internet, and wait for me to come back. I will try to go back as early as possible." Liu Jianguo said with a smile, and then blushed and smiled at the mobile phone in front of Ma Lan: "Come, kiss one, pop."

"Dead ghost! Come back early!" Liu Jianguo's wife was overjoyed by his sweet words and scolded him, "Okay, you go do your work."

After dealing with his wife's questioning and hanging up the phone, Liu Jianguo said somewhat embarrassedly and impatiently: "It's really annoying to have such a wife at home. Let you see a joke, Little Lan."

Ma Lan had put on her wool sweater, but her pants hadn't been put on yet. Because the wool sweater was too long, covering half of her thighs, it looked as if she wasn't wearing small panties underneath. This kind of dressing had a unique flavor. She walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroking his leg covered with black hair, and said: "Director Liu, you are really in bliss but don't know it. Such a wife just shows that she loves you."

Liu Jianguo was ignited by her tempting dress again, grabbed her fair wrist and pulled it gently, and Ma Lan leaned sideways on him softly, asking coquettishly: "What do you want to do, Director Liu."

"Do what we did last night." Liu Jianguo smiled wickedly, pulled her over and fell on his body, one hand held one of her breasts from outside the wool sweater, and the other hand stroked her round, snow-white thighs. The feeling was extremely smooth, radiating a scorching feeling, making him unable to put it down. Bit by bit, he stroked up along her thighs, slowly reached the lower edge of her wool sweater, wandered to the root of her thighs, and stroked it, only to find that she was wearing small panties. He wickedly contained and sucked her earlobe with his lips, one hand kneaded her "big white rabbits," and the other hand skillfully stroked on Ma Lan's flower petal hole through a layer of silk-soft cloth...

It was another lingering and intoxicated time. After it was over, Liu Jianguo leaned on the head of the bed with satisfaction and smoked a cigarette. Looking at his watch, it was already past ten o'clock. He had to rush home before two o'clock, so he became nervous, extinguished the cigarette butt, and said: "Little Lan, let's go, accompany you to look at the property market, I have to rush back before two o'clock." As he spoke, he got out of bed.

The two put on their clothes and came out of the room. Afraid of attracting the attention of acquaintances, Liu Jianguo told Ma Lan to go downstairs first and wait for him in the car. After a few minutes, he walked out of the Shangri-La Hotel swaggeringly, looked around, walked up to open the car door, got into Ma Lan's car, and took her to inspect several famous real estate projects in Xijing City.

Ma Lan and Liu Jianguo in the car were seen by Zhao Desan, who was sitting in a taxi, while waiting for a red light at an intersection. Because he was in a hurry to go to the hospital to see Zhao Xue, and because he already felt disgusted with Ma Lan's character, Zhao Desan didn't think much about why she appeared in Xijing City and why there was a strange man sitting beside her, but went directly to the hospital where Zhao Xue's mother was.

After getting off the car at the hospital, Zhao Desan had already bought a basket of fruit, and in the shop at the hospital entrance, he bought a box of milk before walking into the hospital. Coming to the door of the ward where Zhao Xue's mother lived, just as he was about to push the door and enter, Zhao Desan suddenly heard Zhao Xue inside saying to her mother somewhat shyly: "Mom, it's not that I'm unwilling, it's just... it's just that Zhao Desan is not active, I... how can I, a girl, be embarrassed?"

"Xue, it's not that Mom is talking about you, that young man Comrade Comrade Xiao Zhao is indeed very good. Look, if it weren't for his enthusiastic help in raising the surgery fee for Mom this time, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to see Mom now. Comrade Comrade Xiao Zhao is a man worth relying on. You must not miss it. In such a big city like Xijing, his external conditions are so good, and he is still working in a government unit. I don't know how many girls are looking at him. If you are not active again, and he is hooked away by other girls, you will regret it too late."

"Mom, I... how can I be active? Zhao Desan will be here in a while. Come, you still... you... tell him, I'm embarrassed to speak." Zhao Xue lowered her head shyly and said.

Zhao Desan stood outside the door and eavesdropped on the conversation inside. It turned out that he was a perfect man in the hearts of Zhao Xue and her mother. He felt very useful, so he knocked on the door a few times, pushed the door open, and walked in with a smile, greeting "Auntie" enthusiastically.

Seeing Zhao Desan coming, and carrying so many things in his hand, Zhao Xue's mother sat on the bed and looked at him with a chuckle and said: "Comrade Comrade Xiao Zhao is here."

"Auntie, hello." Zhao Desan glanced at Zhao Xue, who was standing aside and a bit shy, put the things in his hand on the table, walked up, sat down by the bed of Zhao Xue's mother, and asked with concern: "Auntie, how do you feel recently?"

"Much better." Zhao Xue's mother looked at him with love and asked with a chuckle: "Is Comrade Comrade Xiao Zhao busy recently?"

"Busy, there are many things in the unit." Zhao Desan said with a chuckle.

Zhao Xue's mother smiled and nodded. Seeing Zhao Xue standing aside with her head down and not taking the initiative to speak, she winked at Zhao Xue. Zhao Desan saw it in his eyes, so he turned his face and took the initiative to chat with Zhao Xue: "Why doesn't Little Xue speak?"

"No... no." Zhao Xue then raised her head and looked at him shyly, appearing a bit nervous.

Zhao Xue's mother saw that there was a bit of eye contact between the two, so she took the opportunity to say with a chuckle: "Comrade Comrade Xiao Zhao, to be honest, do you have that meaning for our Little Xue?"

Zhao Desan chuckled and said: "Auntie must have seen it, it's just that Little Xue is busy taking care of you now, and I have to go to work, so there is no time to meet."

Zhao Xue's mother felt very relieved when she heard Zhao Desan say this. She laughed happily and said to Zhao Xue, who was blushing aside: "Little Xue, did you hear that? Desan likes you. Didn't you tell Mom that you like Desan? You two are not young anymore, talk well, if you can, set the life event as soon as possible."

Zhao Xue secretly glanced at Zhao Desan aside, her eyebrows full of the feelings of a girl's spring heart, and her beautiful face became more flushed.

It was just that Zhao Desan felt pressure when he heard Zhao Xue's mother say this. He did like Zhao Xue, and he had no blasphemy for her, only wanting to play with her, but moved true feelings. But he hadn't thought about getting married so early at all. His biggest ideal at present was to be able to rise rapidly in his official career. Getting married meant having a burden, which meant losing Sister Su as a backer. So when he heard these words from Zhao Xue's mother, his expression changed slightly. Although he still appeared to be smiling calmly, there was clearly a layer of haze between his eyebrows, and he didn't know what to say.

"Comrade Comrade Xiao Zhao, what do you think?" Zhao Xue's mother asked him with a chuckle when she saw that neither of them spoke. ===== CHAPTER 890 =====