Chapter 1489: Unresolved Issues

Chapter 1489: Unresolved Worries

Just when Yu Daozhong was losing his temper, the No. 1 and No. 2 of the Provincial Party Committee had a very easy life.

Zhao Jianhui was having dinner with Cheng Ting, Le Jing, Liu Ming and others. Xian Mingcheng got off the car alone in front of a hotel. He turned around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, and walked into the hotel quickly. More than an hour later, he had entered a room in the hotel with a beautiful woman in her thirties.

As soon as the door was gently closed behind him, Xian Mingcheng changed his usual gentle and polite demeanor and sank his face: "Shuping, what are you doing? Do you know that you made me passive today?"

The woman turned around very docilely, hugged him, and whispered: "I'm sorry, I didn't know that Chen Yangying was so bold that she dared to come to the province. Isn't this apologizing to you, don't be angry..." As she spoke, her cherry-red lips pressed against Xian Mingcheng's mouth.

Looking at the woman's still beautiful and smooth face, Xian Mingcheng responded to her kiss, suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the white and plump mountains on the woman's chest, and used his ten fingers to let the soft tender flesh change into various shapes under his palms through the thin cloth. At the same time, his tongue tip reached into the woman's fragrant lips, pried open the woman's teeth that had already been slightly loose, and sucked the sweet # # # enthusiastically.

His sudden lightning attack made the woman in his arms quickly burn like a ball of fire. Xian Mingcheng roughly hugged the woman's waist and threw her onto the large and soft bed.

The woman slowly closed her eyes, letting Xian Mingcheng's fingers unbutton her shirt, raised her head, her lips never left Xian Mingcheng's lips, her body slowly turned with Xian Mingcheng's movements, allowing him to smoothly take off her black trousers, then gradually relaxed her body, and leaned softly in Xian Mingcheng's arms. She hugged Xian Mingcheng's waist with both hands, and her throat made seductive hums from time to time.

A suffocating long kiss finally passed, Xian Mingcheng let go, looked at the woman who had turned into a ball of white meat, and his eyes radiated a fiery light: "Shuping, you are still as delicate as before..."

The woman hit him coquettishly: "Mingcheng, you are so bad, you kissed me so hard that I can't breathe!" Then, she jumped off the bed naked, and said with a smile: "I'm going to take a shower first, you wait for me here!" After that, she twisted her plump buttocks and walked into the ### room.

Xian Mingcheng lay comfortably on the bed, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, imagining the erotic scene of a beautiful woman coming out of the bath, and the thing below couldn't help but jump a few times. He quickly took off his clothes, threw off his shoes and socks, and got into the bed naked, quietly waiting for the arrival of the ecstasy moment.

With a light "bang", the bathroom door opened, and the woman came out wrapped in a large snow-white bath towel, and there seemed to be drops of water on her hair. She walked to the bed, wiped the water stains on her body with a bath towel, then lifted the quilt and lay down next to Xian Mingcheng. A fresh shower gel fragrance immediately filled the room.

Xian Mingcheng hugged her body tightly, and his tongue immediately moved like a flexible snake on her white and smooth skin, neck, armpits, navel, climbing up the high snow peaks to pick the two fresh red cherries, and then diving into the deep grass to explore the deep and mysterious cave. His teeth were not idle either. He felt the fragrance in his mouth, mixed with a hint of the opposite sex's body odor, which made him reluctant to leave and reluctant to leave.

"Mingcheng. Stop torturing me. Come up quickly..." The woman blushed and gently pulled the man who was still busy between her legs. Xian Mingcheng smiled, bent down, and spread her legs...

"Oh, you are very good... Is there no problem with this?" The woman asked about her worries only now. Xian Mingcheng panted and said breathlessly: "Zhao Jianhui's actions were fast enough. The most hateful thing is that Yu Daozhong, who actually jumped out like a mad dog this time... But don't worry, it's not that easy to move me. Let's not talk about this. Just raise it a little higher... um... that's it... Shuping, you are so tight and hot..."

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There were four dishes and a soup on the table in the private room. Lao Wang and Liu Ming insisted on sitting at another table. The three people in the room were eating and chatting. Zhao Jianhui's cell phone rang. After answering the call, He smiled faintly and said, "Yu Daozhong reacted quickly enough. He actually arranged for Li Nan to go to Shangyang City to investigate Chen Yangying's case."

Cheng Ting was the first to react. Her face tightened immediately and she said, "Leader, it's very unusual for him to do this?" Zhao Jianhui laughed and said, "Oh? What's unusual? Tell me?"

"Leader, is the rumor true? Are you really going to leave? He is using this incident to attack Xian Mingcheng, in order to..." Cheng Ting said while looking at Zhao Jianhui with her eyes, observing Zhao Jianhui's reaction.

"He knows something I don't know? You have a rich association... However, it was a bit unexpected for him to ask Li Nan to go to Shangyang to investigate. This person is really not stupid..." Zhao Jianhui picked up a chopstick of food and put it in his mouth, chewing and saying.

"You're not a secretary, you're from the State Security Bureau..." Cheng Ting snorted coquettishly, smiled charmingly, stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom, you guys eat first." As she spoke, she picked up her cell phone and went out.

Le Jing looked at her back and thought to herself, do you still have to hold your phone when you go to the bathroom?

Zhao Jianhui didn't say anything, just sat and smoked. "Wipe your mouth, your face..." Le Jing said as she handed over a tissue. However, when her hand reached halfway, she suddenly stopped. This scene is so familiar. It is actually 89% similar to the scene that happened in Zhao Jianhui's office that day.

Zhao Jianhui glanced at Le Jing, whose expression had completely changed. He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, and reached out to take the tissue paper in her hand. He was afraid that if he sat still, Le Jing would still paint his face and wipe his mouth like last time.

Seeing how quickly he took the tissue paper today, Le Jing looked at her with a bit of resentment, blushed and lowered her head. Today she was wearing a very ordinary white skirt with black spots on it. She looked like a serious white-collar businessman. However, her elegance and generosity were even more highlighted, and Zhao Jianhui couldn't help feeling that the years of hardship seemed to leave no trace on a woman like her.

"The perfume smells good!" Zhao Jianhui raised his hand lightly, said with a smile, and wiped his face and mouth randomly with a tissue.

When a person chooses a direction to work hard, he always has to pay some price. This is determined by human nature! Just like Le Jing, according to her age, it is not easy to work hard in the officialdom to this extent, but the price she has paid is that she still does not have a suitable person.

From Zhao Jianhui's words and deeds, Le Jing could clearly feel something called "wariness" in him. In fact, Le Jing felt a little unfair today. She really didn't have anything interesting to do today, but she just saw a little vegetable juice left on Zhao Jianhui's mouth when he ate vegetables just now, so she really had no other thoughts.

Of course, Le Jing never meant to hide her purpose! I just want to get close to you, whether you accept it or not is not my business! At Le Jing's level and age, it does feel good to have a solid shoulder to lean on.

Zhao Jianhui, a man with real power, was her perfect choice. No matter in terms of age or status, no one else is more suitable than him.

However, this man's shoulders are not something anyone can lean on if they want. This kind of thing depends on chance and destiny. Zhao Jianhui is still qualified to be relied on by others, but he does not dare to let others rely on him easily, especially a beautiful woman. Of course, responsibility can be a little less.

However, at this time, it was obviously not appropriate to say something disappointing, so Zhao Jianhui simply stopped talking and just smoked. Le Jing didn't seem to want to listen to what Zhao Jianhui said. She raised her face, glanced at Zhao Jianhui, and said directly: "I don't care whether you stay or leave. We will contact you in the evening. I want to give you a gift... You said you want to What can I give you so that you won’t refuse me?”

Zhao Jianhui shook his head at a loss and said, "Why did you give me a gift?"

"I'm not doing anything, don't worry, I'm not asking you for help, let alone want you to violate my principles. I just want to give you a gift, otherwise, my heart will always be..." Le Jing said, smiling helplessly: " Although nothing happened, we know in our hearts that it is not easy to let it go. Why don’t you even give me this chance? This has nothing to do with making mistakes, right?

She said this very sincerely, and she didn't know if she really meant it in her heart. Maybe she wanted to use this method to further test him.

Who told this man to be so aloof?

Zhao Jianhui still smiled and shook his head: "I don't know what you are thinking. We are destined to work together. No matter where we go, I will never forget this friendship... There is no need for gifts. If you are free in the evening, Wouldn’t it be better to just sit together, eat and drink tea?”

Le Jing listened to his words with a very sad look on her face: "Well, I will listen to you and do whatever you say. However, I will give you a message in advance, I may have to leave... When I went to Nanyue, I was still the head of the Organization Department..."