Chapter 709 Taking Office

Chapter 709 Taking Office

Da Feng looked at Zhao Jianhui again with tears in her eyes, and whispered: "Just now you said that you and Er Feng... Have you two already... Already been like this..."

This woman, why is she still concerned about this kind of question now? It's embarrassing and hard to answer...

"I... I don't want to hide it from you anymore. When Er Feng and I were in Nangang... We were already together... I, how can I say it, I... I'm sorry for you, sorry for Long Lingyun..." This is really hard to say. Can I say now that I wanted to avoid it when I was with Er Feng, but Er Feng was too infatuated and she took the initiative?

Even if this is the truth, saying it at this time is also to make Da Feng look down on me. This is not what a man should say. Since it's already like this, it's better to admit that it's my fault.

While he was talking, Da Feng kept staring at his face, with a lukewarm expression on her face, and it's hard to say what she was thinking in her heart.

Zhao Jianhui was bored by the look, so he twisted his body uneasily: "I... I'll leave now... I..."

Just when Zhao Jianhui was about to raise his body, Dafeng suddenly stretched out his arms and hugged Zhao Jianhui's waist with both hands. Dafeng said with tears in her eyes, choking: "You've made me like this, don't think it's okay to leave now!"

Zhao Jianhui didn't know how to answer for a moment, thinking, what can I do? Even if I kill myself tomorrow, I can't keep like this forever, right? This is too torturous and uncomfortable. "Then... then what do you think I should do?"

Dafeng closed her eyes, tears flowed down her cheeks, and the hand holding Zhao Jianhui's hips began to press down lightly, and her lower body slowly moved again, as if hinting at something... Alas, women's psychology is really hard to guess! !

If Zhao Jianhui didn't understand what Dafeng meant by pressing him with her hands just now, then he really had wasted these years. He slowly approached Dafeng's cherry lips and kissed her lips, and his waist began to move slowly.

Dafeng suddenly grabbed Zhao Jianhui's arm and gritted her teeth, and the two of them secretly catered to each other.

Soon, Dafeng's snow-white legs wrapped around Zhao Jianhui's waist began to tighten, and her hands also hugged his neck to press Zhao Jianhui's head down, letting Zhao Jianhui's lips imprint on her soft lips, opening her mouth and putting her tender tongue into Zhao Jianhui's mouth, letting him suck her sweet saliva.

Although it was her first time, she seemed to be gifted and seemed to have learned it by herself. The awkward feeling gradually subsided, and the two people cooperated more and more skillfully. The extreme excitement made Zhao Jianhui move harder on her. Not long after, Dafeng's hands moved from the waist to Zhao Jianhui's shoulders again, hugging Zhao Jianhui's neck tightly, and her legs were tightly entangled with Zhao Jianhui's waist. She swung her long hair and screamed loudly: "Oh,... quick... I'm dying..." After saying this, Dafeng's whole body shook like a cramp, and a hot current hit Zhao Jianhui in an instant, feeling the taste of flying to the sky for the first time in her life.

Zhao Jianhui hugged her tightly and blocked her mouth with his tongue: "Woo... let go a little, I'm suffocating..."

"Be quiet, don't let others hear..." Zhao Jianhui ignored her rejection and continued to hit her hot spring-like core fiercely.

"You, you, are you stupid? If there were someone, how could I let you... They would all be in the Military Commission compound, Sister Yun was afraid that you would drink too much and specially left me behind..." Because Zhao Jianhui's strength was too great, Dafeng was emotional and she stuttered when she spoke.

"Ah? So that's what happened?" Zhao Jianhui was afraid that others would hear it, so he had been holding back and didn't dare to let go. Hearing Dafeng say this, he was stunned for a moment, and then continued to move more violently.

Finally, when Zhao Jianhui lay down beside Dafeng and panted, Dafeng, contrary to her previous weak and sore performance, got out of bed and ran into the bathroom. Listening to the sound of water coming from inside.

After washing, Dafeng did not take new underwear into the bathroom. She wiped it clean and put on her nightgown and came out... Zhao Jianhui waited for her to walk out of the bathroom, his burning eyes greedily following her seductive body. Every step of Dafeng moved the hem of her nightgown, revealing her snow-white thighs! !

Dafeng's face was still as beautiful and rosy as a crabapple. She looked at Zhao Jianhui who was staring at her on the bed. She came to the bed as if nothing had happened, took off her slippers and got into bed. She crawled into Zhao Jianhui's arms like a kitten, hugged Zhao Jianhui's neck and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that? Am I prettier, or... Erfeng is prettier?"

Smelling the tender and fragrant scent of her washed body, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly. He didn't know what expression he had on his face at this time, but it must be very strange.

It turned out like this?

On February 2, early in the morning, Long Lingyun took out a brand new coffee-colored suit for Zhao Jianhui, a new tie, a new shirt, a new sweater, new socks, and new leather shoes, and helped Zhao Jianhui put them on himself.

Zhao Jianhui looked at the tall man in the mirror who looked more and more dashing and handsome, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I'm going to work, not to a beauty pageant. If you dress me up like this, people will think I'm applying for a job."

Long Lingyun smiled and said, "You are already a deputy minister, so you should look like one. But you look like a secretary to a chief, not a high-ranking official."

Zhao Jianhui frowned slightly, looked at himself in the mirror carefully, and smacked his tongue and said, "You are right. I don't look like a high-ranking official. Those directors and ministers are all in their 40s and 50s, with pimples and age spots on their faces, and they wear glasses on their noses. They look stylish when they sit behind their desks."

Long Lingyun couldn't help but giggle. Zhao Jianhui asked her as he walked out: "What do you think about what I told you a few days ago? I work in the ministry, and we live a little far from here..."

Long Lingyun pouted and said: "Do you think I don't want to move to Cuihu Jiayuan with you? But what can I do? Grandpa can't live without his great-grandson, and my parents miss Xiaolonglong as soon as they see him. I went to Grandpa more often recently. Haven't I been going to my parents' place at night these days? Even so, my mother complained that I didn't have them in my heart. If we move to Cuihu Jiayuan with the children, I guess the old man and my father will send the guards to catch us back."

Zhao Jianhui scratched his head and looked at Long Lingyun and said: "What should we do? I can't go here. We'll have to live separately after we start working in Beijing, right? Then I won't live there anymore. I'll buy a small alarm clock tomorrow and get up at 4:30 every morning. "

Long Lingyun rolled his eyes at this: "How can I sleep if you do that?"

Zhao Jianhui said in embarrassment: "What should I do? If not, put the alarm clock in Dafeng and Erfeng's room and ask them to wake me up on time!"

"Okay, okay, just leave quickly. I'll ask Erfeng to clean up your room after breakfast. What time is it? Today is the first day of work. It's not good to go too late. Besides, this is not a matter of one or two days. It's more convenient for you to move there. If you really get up at four o'clock and drive to work, I'm still worried." Long Lingyun said while urging Zhao Jianhui to leave quickly. Although today is the first day of reporting, you don't have to go to work at the right time, but you can't arrive at the unit after ten o'clock, right?

Zhao Jianhui said a few times, took his bag and walked out quickly.

The sky, which had been cloudy for several days, unexpectedly cleared up today. The sun shone on the corner building of the Supervision Department, which looked extremely majestic and spectacular from the outside of the gate. The armed police soldiers standing guard on both sides of the gate stood majestically, and the huge national emblem on the main building shone brightly under the sun. After parking the car in the parking lot and getting out, I looked back and found that the car that followed me stopped at the door and greeted the inspection of the guard. I suddenly realized that I should be inspected when entering and leaving this door. It seems that I still benefited from Long Lingyun's car.

Although the car for cadres of my level is not restricted by price, there are strict requirements on displacement. Zhao Jianhui calculated in his mind that at most he could only be equipped with an Audi A6 of about 2.0, while his private car was a luxury version of Audi A8 with a displacement of 3.6. It would be easy to cause misunderstandings if he drove it out.

Otherwise, I would buy another one of a lower level? Zhao Jianhui thought as he walked into the building.

Zhao Jianhui first reported to the Cadre Office. When he heard that he was the new deputy minister, the director of the Cadre Office, Wu Yanyu, personally received him and took Zhao Jianhui to the office of Minister Min on the tenth floor to meet Min Nanfeng, the deputy secretary of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection and the Minister of the Supervision Department.

Min Nanfeng is in his fifties and looks very young. He looks like he is in his early forties, with thick black hair, a thin face and gold-rimmed glasses.

Zhao Jianhui's photo has long been posted on the website. As soon as he walked in, before Wu Yanyu introduced him, Minister Min immediately recognized him, stood up with a smile and stretched out his hand: "Comrade Zhao Jianhui, are you here to report? On behalf of the entire Supervision Department, I welcome you to join the discipline inspection and supervision team..."

"Thank you, Secretary Min, I will study hard and strive to become a qualified discipline inspection and supervision soldier as soon as possible. From now on, I will be a soldier under your command. Please give me more advice and criticism." Zhao Jianhui said very modestly, holding the hand of Minister Min Nanfeng.

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