Chapter 1492: Evaluation or Taste

Chapter 1492 Is it criticism or taste?

Le Jing turned around and looked at Zhao Jianhui, and suddenly laughed: "Okay, since you said so, you must be very confident in your cooking skills, then let's cook two dishes each and see who can do it. The food is delicious, and it also allows me to taste the skills of the great secretary..."

She used the word "taste" instead of "taste" or "evaluate". This is not a hint, it is simply a straightforward declaration. Zhao Jianhui was stunned there, not to mention the regret in his heart. He thought to himself, I just sit on the sofa and read the newspaper. Why are I talking about these things? Am I not looking for trouble?

"What's the matter? Isn't it going to end well if the leather is blown? Then you should go back to the sofa and rest, I will do it myself." Le Jing glanced at Zhao Jianhui very charmingly, and the sarcasm at the corner of her mouth was clearly visible.

Zhao Jianhui's eyes drifted to the kitchen. Although he regretted in his heart, he still moved his feet slowly: "What's the matter? Just make two dishes. How can this really be difficult for me... Haha..."

Taking the kitchen knife from Le Jing's hand, she reached out and took the two potatoes she had peeled off, and cut them into slices and shreds. The kitchen knife flew up and down in Zhao Jianhui's hand. Just listening to the sound, she knew that Zhao Jianhui's knife skills were indeed very good. .

Seeing that Zhao Jianhui was really acting like that and quickly cut a potato into thin filaments, Le Jing felt increasingly uneasy. It seems that besides not having children, is there anything else that this man doesn't know how to do? Why...why do you want me to know so many of your advantages when you reject me?

Looking at Zhao Jianhui's generous back, Le Jing could not wait to rush to hug him and tell him her true feelings. I won't let him have any burden. I just want to find a man who I can like and like a little, and be a woman happily for once...

However, a woman's shyness and reserve still held her back. Although Le Jing was already thirty-seven or almost forty years old, she was still a young girl when it came to matters between men and women, and the longing in her heart had already rolled into an unstoppable torrent, but she But his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and they were too heavy to move.

It turns out that there is a big gap between the scene I imagined and the scene in reality. It is not as easy as I originally expected.

Originally, Le Jing's plan was to just call Zhao Jianhui home and put herself in his arms, even if he didn't want her. After I separated from Zhao Jianhui at noon, I went to the vegetable market to buy groceries, and then soaked myself in the bathtub to wash myself clean - my clean, pink and tender body was what I was going to do today. The best gift for him.

However, just when she had the opportunity to face Zhao Jianhui alone, Le Jing was timid. She only felt her heart beating in her chest, it was so intense that it felt like it was about to jump out of her chest. , makes people suffocate, makes people unable to breathe, makes people have no strength at all...

However, at this time, Zhao Jianhui finished cutting and called it a day. He turned around proudly and said, "How's it going? My knife skills are still good... Hey, what's the matter with you? Why is your face so red? It can't be a cold." Bar?"

As he spoke, the man wiped his hands, walked up to Le Jing, stretched out his hand and put the back of his hand on her forehead. "It's so hot. Do you have a thermometer at home? Otherwise, I'll take you to the hospital directly for a checkup..."

When Zhao Jianhui came closer, Le Jing's heart beat almost out of control. She was shaking nervously, and there was a layer of dense sweat on her forehead. "I'm not sick... Come on, hold me tight..." Le Jing opened her mouth, but the words stuck under her tongue, but no sound came out.

"I wasn't sweating just now. Why is my head covered with sweat now? No, let's let someone from the hospital check it first..." Seeing Le Jing's appearance, Zhao Jianhui was also a little panicked. Just now This was fine, but why did she change like this in the blink of an eye?

As he spoke, he put his hand into his trouser pocket to look for his mobile phone. He never thought that if he made a call, the provincial hospital would not treat it as the number one job in the world? When the time comes, a large group of people will come and see him and Le Jing alone together. What will they think?

In addition, if Le Jing lives in such a place...if someone really sees it, then it must be regarded as the golden house where Secretary Zhao hides his beauty?

Le Jing knows very little about men, but she does not lack political acumen. Seeing that Zhao Jianhui was so worried about his "illness" that he even forgot about the consequences, she felt happy and angry. I think you are still a big secretary, so why would you make such a low-level mistake? If this phone call is made, we will both become news figures before tomorrow.

Therefore, before Zhao Jianhui's mobile phone was taken out, Le Jing took a deep breath, without saying a word, she suddenly hooked Zhao Jianhui's neck with her hands, stood on tiptoes and put her lips to Zhao Jianhui's lips. Printed.

Zhao Jianhui didn't give way, one of her hands was still in her trouser pocket. Even when her lips came together, Zhao Jianhui didn't react yet. When Le Jing's lips pressed against his mouth with a strong fragrance, and her panicked little tongue seemed to not know how to place it, and when she was so panicked that she had no place to put it, Zhao Jianhui felt even more dizzy. Not awake anymore.

Anyway, that's it, just go on boldly. Le Jing thought so, her arms hugged him even closer, and her whole body pressed tightly against Zhao Jianhui's body, as if the two poles of the earth had not had a chance to meet each other for hundreds of millions of years, and they were suddenly sucked together, never to be seen again. Not willing to be separated.

The kiss between the two was so shocking that it made people cry. I guess if someone was holding a watch and watching, this kiss might have broken the Guinness World Record. They had been cooking and cooking for a long time. They had a fever. Oh, I am sick. I have forgotten all these things.

Everything was forgotten. He didn't even know when he entered the room or who took the initiative. Anyway, Zhao Jianhui was able to wake up because of the sobs uttered by the woman under him. After hearing the sound, he realized that he was already in a large and comfortable bed. Above, underneath him, lay a charming woman. Her pretty short hair was scattered on the snow-white pillow. Her face was flushed, her lips were slightly open, her eyes were closed, and her hands lay flat on her delicate face. On both sides of her body, the snow-white, delicate and attractive breasts were rising and falling gently with her deep breathing.

She curled up her two snow-white thighs, and she was lying between half of her slender, white and smooth calves. She felt that a warm space had entered below, and was being grasped and surrounded by an unusually tight and tight... The naked skin is close to her smooth and tender flesh, the smooth ankles, and the small and delicate toes, all of which make people squirt and burn.

"Ah...this? How could this happen?" When he saw clearly and wanted to understand what was going on, he couldn't help but trembled all over. The woman murmured again as he trembled.

"Le Jing, I... I really don't know what's going on. Are you okay?" Zhao Jianhui said, supporting himself with both hands and about to stand up. Sensing that he was tending to withdraw from the position, the woman who had her eyes closed suddenly opened her eyes and put her arms around his waist: "What's the point of getting up now? Can you just pretend that you've never done this before? Just now...you were acting like crazy just now...it's okay, I...I like it very much..."

Gazing at Le Jing's sexy body, the perfect curves and the fragrant skin as tender as snow, Zhao Jianhui's heart beat faster and his breathing quickened. Looking carefully at her radiant face, Zhao Jianhui gently stretched out his hand. He took his right hand and flicked the hair covering her eyelids. He was a little annoyed, a little sad, a little happy, a little excited and whispered: "Why is this necessary? Let's..."

"Don't say anything, I'm really happy... But, I didn't know it would be so painful as a woman..." Le Jing smiled shyly and quickly closed her eyes again.

"You...you..." At this moment, Zhao Jianhui could say nothing more. He had already understood. He really didn't expect that Le Jing was almost forty years old and had just tasted the feeling of being a woman for the first time. Even if she launches it now, it has no meaning. Besides, in this case, it will leave her with a lifetime of gray memories. I'm afraid she won't be even remotely interested in men from now on.

No matter whether she gets married or not in the future, if she really does that, it will be a crime. This reason seemed to give Zhao Jianhui an excuse for his next action. He lowered his head, pressed his lips against Le Jing's lips, and stretched out his tongue to spread her teeth.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Le Jing let his tongue wander around in her mouth, but did she know that Zhao Jianhui's tongue came in to capture her little tongue? When the tip of her tongue was sucked by him, Le Jing opened her mouth and let out two suppressed gasps.

However, before she could get used to Zhao Jianhui's provocation in her mouth, she suddenly felt her breasts being grasped by his two big hands...

Under Zhao Jianhui's skillful skills, Le Jing soon felt her body heating up. The skin all over her body was covered with a layer of bright red, and the fragrant sweat on her body began to overflow from her pores.

It was only at this time that Zhao Jianhui began to slowly move his body and launched a charge deep into the position...