"Hmph, I know, that's not what I know! I heard that you specially created a situation at the banquet yesterday to attract attention, right? A staff member of the agency actually exposed his socks and hangs in public. How can he behave? It's so charming! I warn you, Baby Qiao, don't rely on your youth and beauty, and think you can attract the attention of your leaders as much as you want. I won't let you succeed, you can do your best!"

My face was so blushed that it was about to drip out of rouge. My brain, which was already feverish, was even more passionate at this time.

I felt like I fainted at any time, so I could only pinch my fingers into my palms and force myself to calm down.

The woman opposite stopped for a while and said, "This time, I'm just warning you to make you know what you want and stop when you see it. If I hear any rumors again, I won't be so polite to you."

After saying that, she stood up and left gracefully. Diary of the female civil servant 389

I sat in front of my seat for a long time and finally left silently.

I understand her, and I don't blame her.

Which woman doesn’t want to defend the marriage fortress that she doesn’t want to let go?

For these officials, behind the appearance of glory, is there a percentage of the proportion not similar to the one who is not a person?

In the evening, Xu Liang asked me to go to Yunhu to wait for him.

I went there early and wanted to meet Bai Yifan.

Suddenly I really want to learn to play the flute with him.

But the waiter said that Boss Bai was not here and went to another place, so I had to sit in the room and stare blankly.

It started to rain outside again, hitting the banana leaves in the patio outside the window, brushing and scrubbing, and the summer smoke was sorrowful.

Fever, dizziness, tired,

I touched the machine on the wall, entered the bedroom, took a shower, and then retreated naked into the quilt and fell asleep.

I don’t know when Xu Liang came. My pink cheeks, which were as bright as peach blossoms in my sleep, made him look elated because of a fever.

He sat beside the bed, touched his hands into the quilt, licked his tongue on my lips, and began to draw my lips.

I woke up in a daze and wanted to push him away, but my hands were so soft that I had no strength. My lips opened a crack, and my breath was burning.

His tongue took advantage of the momentum and his breath was rapid.

My hot body temperature made him realize my illness, stop engaging, and ask me, "Fever? Have a cold?"

His starry eyes were blurred and his cheeks were flushed. He said unconsciously, "It's good to be sick. Please love me. Minister Xu, take care of the sick Baobao Qiao."

My half-sweetness and half-infatuation made Xu Liang's breath thicker and turbid again. He covered me again, put his hand into the quilt, stroked my hot and smooth body, and said, "Have you taken the medicine? Otherwise, I'll make trouble for you, just pretend to be a sweating for you, haha, come on."

His hand had touched between my legs, and there, it was even hotter, female civil servant's diary 389

He snorted, and his fingers began to slash skillfully.

Even if I was sick and uncomfortable, he didn't want to let me go.

What he was obsessed with was always just Baby Qiao's body,

My body began to twist under his rage, struggling in the quilt, pushing him weakly.

But he stripped his clothes and got into the quilt, put them on my body, pulled my hot hands over, and pressed them on his already hard clone.

I held him and he whispered with a hot voice. He stretched my legs straight, pushed them in, and stepped in.

I pushed it all the way to the deepest part of me, then swung my waist and hips and grinded it a few times, and my hands grabbed his back and moaned.

His legs were spread apart and bent on his waist. His feet were lifted up in the air. The weakest part was like mud, and he hit him one after another. He was fucking without any mercy and almost smashed my bones.

I was completely weak and could only passively accept it. I let the slurry in the numb place flow, wet the place where we intersect.

This time, I did not deliberately welcome and shrink. He did it for a long time.

Our bodies were all hot, and sweat stuck all over our bodies, and his sweat even hit my forehead and lips. I was like a dry and thirsty plant, licking his sweat into my mouth.

My lips licking made him obsessed. He lowered his head and kissed my mouth, and at the same time sprayed all the magma in his body into the deepest part of my body.

After the end, he was almost exhausted and lay beside me and said, "No, my physical fitness is really going downhill." Fucking you once is like running a marathon, haha.

After resting, he held my sour waist and pulled me up, but touched the scars on my hand that were scratched by the grass. He lowered his head to check and looked up at me, "What have you done? How did you get the wound on my hand?"

I retreated and said lazily, "Oh, I pulled the weeds. The yard was leaning against the mountain. The wind blew many grass seeds. The walls were covered with weeds. I just pulled them to play with them. The pain of cutting the grass leaves was better."

He believed it, hugged me from behind and said, "What? It seems that he is inclined to like to be abused? When will we play abused?"

I looked back at him, "As long as the chips are tempting enough, Xiao Qiao will be with you to the end."

"Haha, we'll talk to me about the conditions again. OK, let's talk about it then, come and have something to eat first."

I ate puffer fish.

Many diners in Japan die from this dish every year, but people enjoy it every year and continue to do so.

Dangerous deliciousness satisfys people's taste buds and challenges the price they pay for their satisfaction of bathing and expectation.
Chapter completed!