Chapter 32 Little man, do you miss me?

Wang Anguo's eyes were bleak, and he smiled and came to her ear, and said shamelessly: Girl, are you all wet underneath?Haha, why don’t we end up?Find a separate place to chat with Brother Wang?

What Wang Anguo said about a separate chat is to Malan’s opinion, just to check in a room and have fun. This is his usual style, but he has been an official for so long and he likes to say it more generously.

Malan didn't say he would go, nor did she say he couldn't go. After all, she couldn't object explicitly, but she didn't want to be always played with by this bastard.

This bastard is a bit perverted. Sometimes his things are not good and his head is drooping, so he likes to play with her with his fingers.

Leader, I spend time outside every day, and my wife doesn’t say anything when I go home?Malan asked him jokingly.

Wang Anguo laughed and said disdainfully: That yellow-faced woman, she dares to talk about me!If I don’t have a break, she will be lucky for eight lives!

Ma Lan glanced at him with a smirk, picked up the mobile phone that Wang Anguo placed on the desktop, opened the address book, saw the word "wife" at a glance, and secretly remembered the number in his heart.

Wang Anguo's middle finger was even more unscrupulous and touched Malan's sensitive area. She screamed in a low voice, and she held back her teeth. It was not because it was comfortable, but because the bastard's nails were a little long and scratched Malan.

Wang Anguo was proud and smirked, and asked: Girl, what?So comfortable?I will chat with Brother Wang alone in a while, so that you can feel comfortable enough!

Malan moved to the side, and Wang Anguo's hand naturally could not continue to stretch down. He leaned over and wanted to continue. Malan said with an excuse: Leader, don't be so anxious. It's not that the talk alone has ended, and you made me feel a little uncomfortable. I'll go to the bathroom first.

Seeing Ma Lan's delicate smile, Wang Anguo smiled with a lewd look in his eyes and said: OK, girl, hurry up and go to the toilet. Don't dirty your pants if it seeps out later, haha...

Wang Anguo's face was rosy when he drank, and he was no longer serious in public.

Malan used the excuse of going to the bathroom and hid in the bathroom and closed the door. Using the mobile phone that he often used to contact his own people, he sent a message to Wang Anguo's wife: Deputy Director Wang was drunk in the Rich Nightclub's VIP room, so you can come and have a look.

After Malan's message was sent, he felt secretly happy that Wang Anguo would be able to eat a pot in a while.

Wang Anguo's wife is a famous tigress. Although Wang Anguo is free and happy outside all day long, he still has to listen to the tigress when he gets home.

After sending the message, Malan took off her pants and bent down to look at the place that Wang Anguo scratched with his nails. Fortunately, it was not broken yet, but it felt a little stingy.

That bastard!

Malan cursed him secretly, seeing that it was getting late, so she sent a message to Zhao Desan. Is the little man still with my daughter at home?

After Malan left, Zhao Desan rolled into a pile of lumps on the bed with seventeen-year-old Ma Ting. After doing it once, the girl who had just fallen in love seemed to have tasted the sweetness and insisted on doing it again. From lying on the bed with her stiff body motionless, to climbing onto Zhao Desan's body, she used her rosy cherry mouth to moisten Zhao Desan's baby soundly.

Ma Ting has never had such experience, but she was just curious about what it smelled and had no skills. Instead, her teeth hurt Zhao Desan's baby a little. She even squeezed her eyebrows and curled her lips and said: It smells so smelly, so bad!

When Zhao Desan's cell phone rang, he was lying horizontally on the bed, and Ma Ting was riding on him, shaking her tender jade body awkwardly.

Zhao Desan heard the phone ringing and thought it was Ma Lan outside the gate. He called him to open the door. He panickedly said to Ma Ting: Miss Ren, stop making trouble, your mother is back!He hurriedly pushed Ma Ting away, turned over and got out of bed, and was dressed neatly, and then took out his cell phone. He found that it was just a message sent by Ma Lan. His panic gradually relaxed. After reading the message, he went back to Ma Lan and said that he was still with Ma Ting at home.

Ma Ting was wearing her clothes slowly and asked: Zhao Desan, who sent you a message?Show me!

Malan’s name for him in the message was too ambiguous, so Zhao Desan hurriedly deleted the message and said with a smile: Sent from a friend, what are you looking at?

Ma Ting put on her clothes, moved to the edge of the bed, threw herself on his back, and snatched her phone in a willful manner, looked through the information, and there was no secret, so she returned it to him angrily and said: Zhao Desan!You deleted the information!explain!Who sent it to you!Is there any secret to hide it from me?

Zhao Desan saw her mouth hard, her eyes wide open, and her unreasonable look, and she thought it was quite funny, and laughed: Miss Ma Ting, Ah, do you say I am not your slave, and you have to tell you everything?

Ma Ting pouted, rolled her eyes, and said angrily: I won’t play with you in the future!

When Zhao Desan saw her angry look, he thought to himself, if you weren't seventeen years old, tender, and flat like an airport, I wouldn't have played with you. I've been unable to deal with more women recently!

He carefully poured the wonderful scenes of the director's office in Zhao Desan's mobile phone into the computer. He had already tasted Zhang XiaoYàn's domineering figure and the taste of the bed. There was also Wen Qian from the Finance Department in the video. She was a little short, and Zhao Desan still had no idea about her for the time being.

Zhao Desan firmly believes that in the days to come, more secrets of beauties and Deputy Director Wang will be captured by its counterfeit machine.

Malan hid in the bathroom and never went out, waiting for Wang Anguo's wife to push the door open.

After waiting for a while, Secretary Zhu was very excited and wanted to do something, so he said to Wang Anguo: Lao Wang, the time is almost the same. Let's go and help me open a suite. These four girls go with me.

Wang Anguo drank a little high, his face was flushed, he smiled with a giggle, approached Secretary Zhu, and said: Leader, you didn’t expect that you have such a big appetite?Ha ha

Secretary Zhu wore a pair of myopic glasses, and he looked white and clean. He looked like a gentleman, but who knew he was a well-dressed beast. One could not do one, two could not do it, and he had to bring four at a time.

Secretary Zhu chuckled and said: Lao Wang, I play with all the ladies, but you are different. The bathroom is much more interesting than the ones in my arms, right?Ha ha……

Wang Anguo laughed and patted Secretary Zhu's shoulder lightly, saying: I'll call her out, we'll end. Don't worry, leader, I've arranged the suite for you.

Secretary Zhu held four charming girls in his arms. The four girls looked at each other with strange eyes, and occasionally a frivolous smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

Wang Anguo stood up and was about to call Malan. As soon as he stood up, he fell and fell. Secretary Zhu sent the secretary in his arms to help him quickly, walked to the bathroom door staggering, and patted the door and laughed drunk, shouting: Mr. Ma!Mr. Ma!What are you doing inside? You haven’t come out for so long!Secretary Zhu is leaving, come out quickly!

Malan pressed the toilet inside, pretended to go to the toilet, stood up, thinking why the bastard's wife hadn't come yet.

Just as he was thinking, the door of the private room was kicked open, Wang Anguo's wife stood at the door, put her hands on her hips, and posed in a swearing posture, cursing at Wang Anguo with anger: You bastard!You told me that you are going on a business trip in the province tonight. You bastard deceive me and come here for a happy and romantic life!

He rushed up and grabbed Wang Anguo's ear. When Wang Anguo heard the deafening curse, he immediately woke up. He looked panicked and pulled out by her ears. He obediently did not dare to resist at all. He begged: Wife, it hurts, let go quickly, it hurts, it is embarrassing, let go quickly.

You shameless person, you know it’s embarrassing!I ran here with my mother on my back and forth to spend time and drink!Let me see how I deal with you when I go back!Wang Anguo's wife was fat and taller than Wang Anguo. She grabbed his ear and almost lifted him in the air.

Wang Anguo just begged: Wife, I am accompanying our leader to relax, please don’t do this.

I don’t care about the bullshit leader!You can't hug the lady with me on this carefree life!Go back with me!She dragged Wang Anguo into the nightclub like a disobedient dog.

Secretary Zhu is a coward in beasts. After Wang Anguo's wife cursed and pulled him away, she rushed to take the four ladies out of the rich nightclub.

The private room suddenly became quiet, leaving only the singing from the speakers.

Malan just came out of the bathroom, sat down on the sofa alone, drank a sip of wine, and recalled the things he had paid for revenge over the years not only his body, but also his love that could no longer be retrieved.

Since she embarked on this path of selling her body for revenge, she felt that she had become very dirty. There will definitely be no man who will truly love her in the second half of her life.

She saw the cigarette and lighter left by Wang Anguo on the table, and even pulled it out, held it in her mouth and lit it. After taking a sip, she choked and coughed continuously, and hurriedly drank a drink.

Thinking that Zhao Desan was still at home and he had to go to work tomorrow, he got up and went out, signed a form at the front desk, walked straight out of the gate of the Rich Nightclub, and drove back.

When he got home, Zhao Desan was already sitting in the living room. Ma Ting kept being angry with him and was stuck in the room and didn't come out.

Malan felt that although Zhao Desan was a little lustful, he was very humorous and was quite honest with her. She asked him: Desan, where is Tingting?

Zhao Desan said: It’s in the room, let’s go to bed.

Malan took off her coat and hung it on the clothes hanger, wearing a tight base shirt inside. The pair of plump lotus rooms were towering high, which was very attractive, but Zhao Desan just looked at it and released too much in the past few days. He was a little exhausted, and he felt his legs trembling while sitting on the sofa.

Malan walked over and smiled, but did not sit down, but gave him a color and whispered: Little man, go to my room.

Zhao Desan was attracted by Ma Lan's charm, so he got up and followed her into the room. Ma Lan locked the door and looked at him with a fiery look, asking: Little man, do you miss your sister?

Seeing her rosy face, Zhao Desan knew that she was going to drink again, so he didn't answer her head, but asked: Sister Lan, which leader is going to socialize again tonight?

Malan leaned against the door, her plump lips slightly opened, staring at him straight. Without replying to his words, the young woman's heart was already in agitation, waiting for this sturdy guy to nourish her.

Zhao Desan was really exhausted. When he saw Ma Lan's eyes, he was a little scared and said with a smile: Sister Lan, why are you looking at me like this?

Malan's almond eyes were filled with affection, her eyes stared at him with her gnashing eyes. The corners of her mouth squirmed slightly, and her throat moved for a moment, but she still didn't answer him. Her longing expression made Zhao Desan a little unbearable. She squeezed out a ghost smile and said: Sister Lan, don't look at me like this, it made me feel scared.

Malan's plump lips opened gently, and a few words were squeezed out: Little man, come here.

Zhao Desan pretended not to know why, widened his eyes, looked confused, and Malandan's lips moved slightly: Come here.

Zhao Desan saw that Malan's expression seemed to be about to eat her. He raised his eyebrows and slowly approached Malan. As expected, she pounced on him like a bitch in heat and hung it around his neck. Her sexy elixir lips covered his mouth, and with alcohol, she arched Zhao Desan's tightly closed lips with her tongue, and sucked with his lips.