Wu Huiling likes Zhao Changgui,

Although Zhao Changqi is not powerful and tall, he is sunny and handsome, and his whole body is full of the charm of a young man. The most important thing is that Zhao Changqi is capable and becomes a genuine county magistrate at a young age. He will definitely have a bright future in the future.

Wu Huiling has fantasized countless times that she could become Zhao Changgui's girlfriend. The two of them stayed together and flew together, only envious of the mandarin ducks but not the immortals. However, she never expected that one day, she would seduce Zhao Changgui with despicable means.

Maybe if I really succeed, County Magistrate Zhao will never say a word to him again, and will even hate himself for the rest of his life, Wu Huiling thought in her heart,

However, for the sake of her brother's life, she had no choice. She dared not take risks and gamble with her brother's life. She loved her brother and was even willing to exchange her life for her brother's life. Not to mention just losing her chastity, even when she remembered that she was going to sleep with her beloved, she felt a little inexplicably excited, as if she wanted to forget that she was launching a conspiracy against Zhao Changqi.

Wu Huiling was entertaining all her accommodation rooms. On the night when she returned from her brother's house to the guesthouse, she found that Zhao Changqi had returned, and she dressed up carefully. Even though what she was about to do was not glorious, she still wanted to present her most beautiful side to Zhao Changqi.

Wu Huiling came to Zhao Changqi's door, checked her outfit again, calmed down her complicated mood, and then knocked on Zhao Changqi's door. After a "come in" sounded from inside, she gently pushed open the door and entered Zhao Changqi's room.

"County Magistrate Zhao, can I talk to you," Wu Huiling said shyly.

"Okay, just sit there," Zhao Changqiu said casually while looking at the file on the table. He, the county magistrate, is not a hand-off manager. He has to deal with a large amount of government affairs every day, and countless documents are waiting for him to review and sign.

Zhao Changqi dressed like a family man, with a sleeveless basketball shirt on the upper body, a large flowery shorts on the lower body, and a barefoot wearing slippers. While he greeted Wu Huiling, he left his eyes from the file and looked at Wu Huiling.

When he saw Wu Huiling standing in front of her, he suddenly felt a stunning feeling.

Wu Huilin wore a pink low-cut short-sleeved shirt on her upper body, revealing the white lace strapless bra inside. Her tall chest seemed to be about to break the strapless bra, and she was about to burst out. She was wearing a white pleated skirt on her lower body, which had just covered her clever knees. The transparent flesh-colored stockings tightly wrapped a pair of graceful long legs. The white high-heeled sandals under her feet seemed to see the exposed blue veins of her clever little feet through the stockings. A black ribbon was tied around her waist, and the hem of the short-sleeved shirt was tied into the pleated skirt. Her hands were naturally behind her, as if she was holding something.

Under the white fluorescent lights, Wu Huiling's white face seemed to be coated with a layer of glaze, as if it emitted an attractive brilliance.

Looking at Wu Huiling, who was so beautiful that she was so beautiful, Zhao Changqiu's lower body was disgraceful.

"I want to talk about something," Zhao Changqi closed the document, but turned his head aside, not daring to look at Wu Huiling anymore. It was not that he was embarrassed. He was afraid that if he continued to read, he would not be able to help but feel yuwang in his heart. This guy is not Liu Xiahui who is in a mess, nor is it that Tang Monk on the way to obtain the scriptures in the West.

"County Magistrate Zhao, you became a county magistrate at such a young age. You must have gone through difficulties that others could not imagine. Just tell me the story of your struggle. It must be very exciting. Oh, by the way, and how did you practice your skills? I have heard that you can beat more than 30 people. Oh my God, more than 30 people. I feel scared when I think about it," Wu Huiling naturally sat opposite Zhao Changliu, and said with a longing smile.

Zhao Changgui felt a faint fragrance pounced on his nose. This guy's heart was even more powerful. A few years ago, he might have pushed Wu Huiling down, but now, he still tried his best to restrain his yuwang. He was grabbing Zong Weiyang's little braid to raise his mistress. If he had gotten along with Wu Huiling, what was going on? Wouldn't he and Zong Weiyang become birds of a feather?

Besides, Zhao Changqiu cannot live with Wu Huiling because he has enough women. If there are too many women, it is not happiness, but a disaster for the red fans. Since there is no result, why should we start?

Zhao Changqi's mind struggled for more than ten seconds between "pushing down or not", and then said, "Haha, it's all just heard of it, it's not that lingering,"

"No, I've heard from people that when County Magistrate Zhao arrested Wuhen, the number one killer under Wan Jialiang, there was a real person who was facing more than 30 people. I heard that you held a gun in both hands and started working left and right, and the banging guns kept ringing. Before those people loaded the bullets, you wiped them out. Wow, it's better than the Rambo in the movie," Wu Huiling said excitedly. Her excitement was not something she could do. She was very interested in every legend of Zhao Changgui, and she had even sorted out a thick notebook.

"Haha, if I had that ability, I would not be a human, but a god," Zhao Changqi said with a smile.

"In my heart, County Magistrate Zhao is a god descending to earth. No, he is more powerful than a god," Wu Huiling blurted out.

"Oh, it would be great if I were a god. In that case, the children in First Experimental Primary School would not have any accidents, Wu Xiaoliang would not be beaten, and Zhang Liwu would not be seriously injured,"

Thinking of the past events, Zhao Changgui's voice was a little low.

"County Magistrate Zhao, you don't have to blame yourself. In fact, you have done well enough. Really, no county magistrate in Pingchuan has done better than you. It is my honor to serve you,"

When he said the word "serving", Wu Huiling probably thought of some sensitive things and lowered her head.

Zhao Changgui looked at Wu Huiling's snow-white and slender neck, and his heart moved again.

"Huiling, you are wrong. You are not serving me, you are just working," Zhao Changqi said quickly.

"No, County Magistrate Zhao, in my heart, I am serving you. As long as you are willing, I am willing to do anything for you." Wu Huiling's words were already a little exposed, and her head was lowered.

Zhao Changqi's heart moved, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong with Wu Huiling tonight. Although Zhao Changqi had already felt that Wu Huiling seemed to be interested in him, because he had been deliberately alienating Wu Huiling, Wu Huiling had never expressed her explicitly, but what did she mean by this sentence just now?

"Hui Ling, you're thinking too much. It's getting late. It's better to go back and rest early. I'm going to rest too." Zhao Changqi could only drive Wu Huiling out. If Wu Huiling stayed there, something might happen between the two.

"Well, County Magistrate Zhao, these are some of my deeds about you. Can you please help me review them? I plan to submit these manuscripts to the newspaper,"

Wu Huiling put a stack of manuscript paper in front of Zhao Changqi, then said goodbye to Zhao Changqi, and left Zhao Changqi's room. The high heels hit the ground and made a slap sound, making people subconsciously think of the delicate and delicate feet inside the high heels.

Zhao Changgui looked at the stack of manuscript papers in front of him and couldn't help but be stunned. She didn't expect that Wu Huiling actually had this hobby.

The text on the manuscript is not printed, but written by Wu Huiling with a pen, with beautiful fonts, just like Wu Huiling.

Zhao Changgui picked up the manuscript and looked at it. However, when he looked at it, he couldn't sit still. The first sentence was: "Brother Zhao, I love you. I know that I, an ugly duckling with nothing, is not worthy of you, but I still fall in love with you like crazy. I am willing to be with you every moment. Even if I can't see you for a moment, I will miss you crazy. Every night when I go to bed, I meet you in my dreams. It's a world that belongs to the two of us. I snuggle in your arms, listen to your heartbeat, watch the sunrise together, count the stars together, you caress my hair, tell me stories, I touch your chest, and talk to you homely

"But, I know that all this is just a dream of mine, a dream that can never be realized. The reality is cruel. You are the high-ranking county magistrate. I am just a waiter in the guesthouse. I dare not confess to you. Actually, I know that even if I confess to you, you will definitely reject me. I can only bury my dream deeply in my heart. I just hope that you can stay in the guesthouse for more days, and let me serve you for more days, leaving a touch of eternal glory for my dark life."

Looking at the beautiful handwriting, Zhao Changqi suddenly felt guilty. He knew that Wu Huiling was secretly in love with him, but he didn't expect that she loved so deeply that she got into a debt of love again.

Zhao Changqi suddenly realized that he should have an open and honest conversation with Wu Huiling, and should end Wu Huiling's bitter love. Otherwise, if he continued like this, Wu Huiling would only be more and more painful, and his guilt would become stronger and stronger.

Just as Zhao Changqi was thinking about how to start this conversation with Wu Huiling, a few knocks suddenly sounded outside the door. Then Wu Huiling ran in a panic, her face turned red and said to Zhao Changqi, "Mr. Zhao, I'm sorry, I took the manuscript wrong just now. County Magistrate Zhao, don't mind, I'm writing randomly, you know, when I'm fine, I like to write and draw,"

Wu Huiling said, walked to Zhao Changqiu in one step, and grabbed the manuscript from Zhao Changqiu's hand.

"Oh, it turns out that it's fun to write, that's fine, that's fine. I was shocked just now. I thought you really like me," Zhao Changqi knew that Wu Huiling was lying, but it was not easy to point it out, so he just said embarrassedly.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard Wu Huiling suddenly say: "Brother Zhao, if I said that the words I wrote were all heartfelt words, would you accept me, the ugly duckling?"
Chapter completed!