[Urban] The Mortal World (Complete) - 1

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Synopsis:

Zhou Menglong, a talented, handsome, and gentle young man, successfully passed the civil service exam.
Upon entering the system, he discovers that more than half the staff are beautiful women—mature women, young wives, and girls—each stunning and
alluring . How will the protagonist thrive in this urban environment, and how
will he become entangled in romantic relationships with these beauties? Stay tuned for the story of this bustling city...

I. Athletic Beauty

As the first rays of sunlight shone on Zhou Menglong, he reflexively opened his eyes,
got out of bed, dressed, washed up, and went downstairs. He saw the nanny making breakfast. "Sister Liu,
good morning." Zhou Menglong greeted the nanny,
Liu Yufen Hearing his voice, Liu Yufen turned around, and upon seeing Zhou Menglong, smiled sweetly.
"Jianlong, you're up? Wait a moment, the food will be ready soon."

Zhou Menglong nodded: "It's alright, I have plenty of time before work. I'll go out and train a bit first. Sister Liu, what are you making for dinner
today ?" Liu Yufen smiled and said, "What else could it be? Just your usual
cornbread and soy milk." Liu Yufen is forty-two years old this year. Although she works as a nanny in the Liu family
, she is remarkably well-preserved, especially her skin, which is comparable to that of a young girl.
She looks like a woman in her late twenties. Moreover, although Liu Yufen was over forty years old,
she had been working as a nanny for the Zhou family since she was thirty, for over ten years now. Therefore, she had a very good
relationship , and no one treated her like
a servant. So, when Zhou Menglong heard Liu Yufen say this, he couldn't help but make a drooling face and exaggeratedly said, "Sister Liu, it's nothing!
Everyone knows your corn pancakes are absolutely delicious. Looks like I'm in for a treat today!"

With that, Zhou Menglong snapped his fingers, turned, and left through the door.

For some reason, Zhou Menglong had always had a special
feeling for Liu Yufen since he was old enough to understand. Whenever he was with Liu Yufen, he felt incredibly happy and excited. At first,
he didn't know why, but gradually, he discovered his secret.
When he was with Liu Yufen, his eyes would always wander to her full, round breasts,
appreciating her pride as a woman. That feeling always brought him a strange
excitement.

As he grew older, Zhou Menglong understood more and realized that his feelings for Liu Yufen were
somewhat inappropriate. Therefore, he consciously began to control himself, deliberately avoiding looking at places he shouldn't when
he was .

This morning, because of the heat, Liu Yufen was only wearing a white top, busy running around. She
was drenched in sweat, the tight top clinging to her body, making her
breasts appear and disappear beneath it. Zhou Menglong, having just woken up,
was also experiencing arousal, causing his body to gradually react. So ,
after a quick greeting, he left Liu Yufen, afraid that if he lingered any longer,
she would notice his indecent state.

Even after leaving the house, Liu Yufen's top remained tightly clung to her body, making her fair skin
appear and disappear , her breasts high and almost bursting out, deeply imprinted
in Zhou Menglong's mind. Shaking his head, as if trying to banish this alluring scene from his mind,
Zhou Menglong took a deep breath and began his morning jog along his garden.

"Jianlong, you didn't even invite me for the run! Didn't we agree
to exercise together while I'm at your house?" A pleasant voice reached Zhou Menglong's ears. Hearing this voice,
Zhou Menglong felt a warmth in his heart, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

As footsteps sounded, a fragrant breeze wafted from behind, carrying the faint scent of a young girl's
body, along with a hint of fresh scent after a bath. Following this fragrance, a girl with a ponytail
ran to Zhou Menglong's side. Her large, watery eyes sparkled mischievously as she looked at Zhou Menglong.
The girl had a round, pretty face, and her watery, peach-like eyes highlighted her innocence. Her thin,
cherry- lips had a layer of fine down at the corners that was barely noticeable to others. Her entire face looked very delicate,
giving her a beautiful appearance.

The girl's well-fitting sportswear perfectly showcased her graceful figure. The red top
clung tightly to her body, like a second skin, making her upper body
appear full of youthful vitality. Although her breasts weren't large,
they possessed a unique charm under the tight fit of the top. The outline and pattern of the fabric covering
her breasts her youthful and energetic body
.

Her pert buttocks, encased in athletic socks, appeared full and elastic,
creating a visually striking effect. Even without touching them, no one could doubt
the wonderful sensations such beautiful breasts evoked.

Long, white, flawless jade legs, so perfectly proportioned, were now
moving vigorously. The muscles on the legs were trembling slightly, revealing
the amazing elasticity and slender beauty of the girl's legs. Although there was no embellishment, at this moment, the jade legs were so perfect that they were almost
a beautiful work of art, making people who saw them feel an irresistible urge to play with them.

Turning his head to look at the girl, Zhou Menglong smiled slightly and continued running,
saying to her, "Cousin, it's not that I didn't want to call you, it's just that you sleep with Auntie. If I went to call you,
it would definitely wake Auntie up, and if she scolded me, I'd be in big trouble."

This girl, brimming with youthful energy, was none other than Zhou Menglong's cousin, Zhang Rumeng. Zhang
Rumeng was twenty-three years old, two years older than Zhou Menglong. She usually lived with her mother and
worked as a copywriter at a company. This time, she was using her vacation to accompany her mother, Zhou Menglong's aunt, to Zhou Menglong's home.
They were staying for a few days.

From childhood to adulthood, Zhang Rumeng had always been very caring towards Zhou Menglong, and Zhou Menglong also liked his
cousin . However, the two families later separated, and Zhou Menglong's aunt moved to another city, so the two families rarely
met. This time when they met again, Zhang Rumeng was surprised that Zhou Menglong had grown into a handsome
young man , and Zhou Menglong was surprised that Zhang Rumeng had grown into a graceful young woman. Therefore,
in addition to their sibling affection, there was also a sense of propriety between men and women. This is why Zhou Menglong did not ask Zhang
Rumeng to get up and exercise. As for the excuse that he was afraid of his aunt's scolding, that was just a pretext that Zhou Menglong came up with.
From childhood to adulthood, this aunt had always liked Zhou Menglong the most and would never bear to scold him.

II. The Beauty's Expectations

Zhang Meng'er opened her large, watery eyes wide, looking at Zhou Menglong. Her eyes shimmered, and it was unclear
what she was thinking. Zhou Menglong felt a little uneasy under Zhang Meng'er's gaze: "Cousin, what are you looking at?"

Zhang Meng'er's pretty face suddenly flushed red. After giving Zhou Menglong a sidelong glance, she murmured, "
Nothing , Jianlong. I didn't expect that in just a few years, you've gone from a snotty-nosed little boy to
a handsome young man. And you're so thoughtful! I'm really happy for you."

Zhang Meng'er's face was red, a touch of shyness in her youth adding a
unique charm to her appearance. Zhou Menglong's heart stirred slightly, and his gaze, intentionally or unintentionally, drifted over Zhang Meng'er's full
, firm breasts, tightly encased in her top: "I've grown up, and
so have you, cousin. I didn't expect this either." My cousin, who used to only act cute in front of my aunt a few years ago, has now blossomed
into a stunning beauty, comparable to the beautiful young women in my workplace. It's just a pity we've both
grown up ; we can no longer play games together, and I can no longer hold her little hand and
whisper "wife" in her ear.

Thinking of the games he and Zhang Meng'er used to play, Zhou Menglong felt a slight pang of longing and
a strange feeling welled up inside him. Zhang Meng'er, unaware of Zhou Menglong's thoughts, gave him
a reproachful look after hearing his words, then suddenly seemed to remember
something: "Oh, right, Jianlong, my mom and I will be staying here for a while. You're usually busy with
work , so you probably won't have time to spend with me, but how about we go out together this Saturday?" She
looked at Zhou Menglong expectantly.

Seeing the expectant look on Zhang Meng'er's delicate face, Zhou Menglong almost blurted
out his agreement. However, as if remembering something,
he swallowed his words and sighed softly before saying, "Cousin, it's
only Tuesday. Asking me to commit to something five days from now is a bit unreasonable."

A hint of disappointment appeared on Zhang Meng'er's face. "Jianlong, you don't
look down on us now that you're a civil servant, do you?" The reproachful yet charming look in Zhang
Meng'er 's large, watery eyes made
Zhou Menglong's heart flutter. He hesitated to meet her gaze and quickened his pace, running forward.

Seeing Zhou Menglong's expression, Zhang Meng'er's disappointment deepened. She stomped
her foot, biting her lip, and watched Zhou Menglong run further and further away. "Jianlong," she said, "
why Are you running away from something? Do you know
how much I wanted to play house with you again, with you as the husband and me as the wife?" As
she , Zhang Meng'er seemed to recall the warmth of playing games with Zhou Menglong when they were children. Thinking of this,
the annoyance in her heart vanished instantly, and she bit her lip and chuckled softly
.

Zhou Menglong was also conflicted. On one hand, those warm memories made
him want to with Zhang Meng'er and enjoy that innocent, childhood feeling. On the other hand, he knew
they were both adults, and Zhang
Meng'er , so he cruelly rejected her.

After leaving Zhang Meng'er, Zhou Menglong's mind was filled with the image of Zhang Meng'er looking at him with disappointment.
Thinking of this, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but smile faintly: "Cousin, I'm sorry. I didn't want to hurt you,
but I know that you are so beautiful and so innocent. I'm afraid that if I'm with you, I might do
something rash. If that happens, I'll feel really guilty towards you. I'm sorry, cousin."

In Zhou Menglong's heart, there was always a little secret. That was, after having a
relationship Zhou Menglong's heart was filled with
curiosity about the female body. No matter who it was, as long as they were pretty, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but
fantasize . This was true for Liu Yufen, and it was also
true for Zhang Meng'er, and even Zhang Meng'er's mother. Zhou Menglong, who was well-educated, naturally knew that this mentality was very dangerous, so he
hardened his heart today and rejected Zhang Meng'er.

By the time they reached the second lap, Zhang Meng'er had disappeared. She was clearly angry with Zhou Menglong and
had vanished somewhere. Seeing that Zhang Meng'er was gone, Zhou Menglong lost interest.
After running another lap, he stopped, wiped the sweat from his brow, and strolled towards the living room. As he entered
, a sweet, slightly magnetic voice rang out: "Jianlong, you're back. Where's your cousin?"

Hearing that voice, Zhou Jianlong's heart skipped a beat. He turned around and saw a young woman standing in
the center of the living room. Her beautiful eyes shone with affection as she looked at him. The woman had a fair complexion with a rosy glow, and her
almond eyes, opening and closing, revealed a mature woman's unique charm.
The slight crow's feet at the corners of her eyes didn't make her look old; instead, they added to her
mature allure.

The towering peaks stood proudly, as if about to burst the silk shirt; their sheer size
would incite any man's desire. Her flat stomach exuded a powerful dynamism.
Her slender waist, so delicate it could be encircled by a single hand, gave the young woman an air of lightness and grace. Her near-perfect
waist seamlessly connected her upper and lower body, making her
figure exceptionally alluring.

She wore a white silk skirt suit, revealing a glimpse of her snow-white calves. The smooth
, jade-like texture of her legs was breathtaking. The short silk skirt clung to her body, gently wrapping around
her beautiful legs, showcasing their rounded and straight shape to
Zhou .

This woman was Zhang Meng'er's mother, Zhou Menglong's aunt, Zhao Jiayao. Although Zhao Jiayao was over
forty, her early years of poverty hadn't diminished her natural beauty, making
her look like she was in her twenties. If she stood next to Zhang Meng'er, an uninformed person would
certainly not mistake them for mother and daughter, but rather for sisters.

Thirdly, the spoiled and willful

Zhao Jiayao, seeing Zhou Menglong remain silent, gracefully moved to his side, lovingly took out
a handkerchief, and while wiping Zhou Menglong's forehead, said reproachfully, "Menglong, what are you thinking about?
Auntie is asking you a question, why aren't you answering Auntie?" Zhou Menglong forcibly
averted his gaze from Zhao Jiayao's body, keeping his eyes down, and said in a proper and unassuming manner, "Auntie, no,
I was just with my cousin, but a little while later..." "My cousin disappeared, and I don't know
where she went."

Upon hearing Zhou Menglong's words, a strange light flickered in Zhao Jiayao's beautiful eyes. Unfortunately,
Zhou Menglong didn't dare to meet Zhao Jiayao's gaze, so he didn't notice her unusual expression. As the saying goes, no one knows a daughter
better than her mother. Having watched Zhang Meng'er grow up, how could Zhao Jiayao not understand her daughter's feelings? From the
way Zhang Meng'er became so animated whenever she talked about Zhou Menglong, Zhao Jiayao knew that her daughter had feelings for
Zhou Menglong .

If this happened to any other mother and daughter, they would definitely consider it a grave act of disloyalty. Fortunately,
Zhao Jiayao was open-minded. She herself was married to a distant cousin, so she
not only didn't care that Zhang Meng'er had fallen for her cousin, but was actually overjoyed.
Having watched Zhou Menglong grow up, how could Zhao Jiayao not know that Zhou
Menglong was handsome, intelligent, and responsible? Most importantly, he was considerate and attentive—truly the perfect son-in-law. The

reason Zhao Jiayao had put aside her work and brought her daughter to the Zhou family was twofold: first,
she hadn't seen her distant cousin in a long time and missed her dearly; second, she wanted to get Zhou and Zhang
together to test Zhou Menglong's feelings and plan her next move. Seeing
Zhou Menglong 's expression, Zhao Jiayao immediately realized that the young couple must have had some minor disagreements.

Zhou Menglong didn't look at Zhao Jiayao. His mind was preoccupied with how to explain to this aunt who had always loved
and cared for that Zhang Meng'er was ignoring him. But just then, Zhou Menglong suddenly
smelled a faint, sweet fragrance. It carried a hint of perfume and an indescribable scent,
yet it was refreshing and invigorating.

Smelling this pleasant aroma, Zhou Menglong immediately realized it was Zhao Jiayao's handkerchief. Zhao Jiayao
had obviously used it, so it must carry her body scent. And that indescribable
scent was undoubtedly the lingering fragrance of Zhao Jiayao on the handkerchief. Thinking of this, Zhou Menglong felt
a surge of warmth in his heart, and his body reacted slightly.

Zhao Jiayao hadn't expected that her tenderness would cause Zhou Menglong to overthink things.
While wiping his sweat, she murmured, "Menglong, look at your cousin.
Although two years older than you, she's spoiled me rotten. If she offends you in any way,
don't take it to heart. After all, we're family."

Hearing Zhao Jiayao reveal the reason Zhang Meng'er left him, Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat. However,
because Zhao Jiayao's tone wasn't blaming, but rather comforting, he felt relieved and
subconsciously nodded.

As Zhou Menglong nodded, he found Zhao Jiayao standing right in front of him. With his head
lowered, he could clearly see her full, firm breasts, tightly encased in a silk blouse
. The breasts were rising and falling slightly with her breath, creating
waves of color. The alluring sight almost made Zhou Menglong's nose bleed.

Even more captivating was the fact that the silk blouse Zhao Jiayao wore was as thin as gauze, yet her
large breasts seemed to struggle against the confinement of the fabric
, making the patterns of the blouse clearly visible
on her chest. The alluring sight and intoxicating fragrance left Zhou Menglong feeling as if he were in a
dream
. He could only nod repeatedly, oblivious to everything else Zhao Jiayao said afterward.

"Menglong, what are you thinking about? Why is your face so red?" Slowly, Zhao Jiayao seemed to notice something was wrong
with Zhou Menglong and asked him with concern. Although her words were soft, they
were like a thunderclap, pulling Zhou Menglong back from his reverie. He looked up and saw Zhao Jiayao
staring at him with wide, watery eyes. Zhou Menglong's heart inexplicably panicked, making it impossible for him
to answer her.

Seeing the lingering passion in Zhou Menglong's eyes after he looked up,
Zhao Jiayao's heart skipped a beat.
She immediately understood why Zhou Menglong had been so distracted. A blush crept onto her delicate face
.

Zhao Jiayao clearly hadn't expected Zhou Menglong to react so strongly after seeing her full, firm breasts tightly
encased . A thought flashed through her mind...
A wave of annoyance washed over Zhao Jiayao, but along with her anger, a strange feeling also rose within her. In
this state, Zhao Jiayao didn't know what to say. The two of them stood there motionless,
the air thick with tension.

"Menglong, Auntie, breakfast is ready." Liu Yufen's words jolted the two from
their reverie . Zhou Menglong silently went to the table, while Zhao
Jiayao, after a long look at his back, smiled slightly and followed
him to the table.

A series of footsteps sounded, and three more people came downstairs. The first one, about forty years old,
had a square face etched with the marks of time. He was tall and imposing, exuding an air of authority. This man was Zhou Menglong's
father, Zhou Dawei. Upon seeing Zhou Menglong and Zhao Jiayao sitting around the dining table, a smile
appeared : "Menglong, Jiayao, you're up early." As he spoke, Zhou Dawei sat down
at the head of the table, his gaze sweeping over Zhou Menglong.

Fourth, in a workplace teeming with beautiful women

, following behind Zhou Dawei was a beautiful young woman around forty years old. She
wore loose-fitting loungewear, which couldn't conceal her shapely figure. Combined with the
languid , she appeared exceptionally charming and alluring. Upon seeing Zhou Menglong,
a motherly smile appeared on her fair face: "Menglong, hurry up and eat, or you'll be late for work.
Your father and I are pinning our hopes on you. You must work hard and bring honor to the Zhou family."

Although the young woman spoke in a lecturing tone, her face revealed a proud expression, clearly
very satisfied with her son. Hearing this, Zhao Jiayao was somewhat
displeased . Having just recovered from her strange feeling, Zhao Jiayao glared at her cousin: "Xueqing, do
n't take your good fortune for granted. Menglong is so young, yet already... " "He 's already a very good cadre in a state organ,
so don't put too much pressure on him."

Xue Qing smiled slightly, her pride deepening, but she didn't answer Zhao Jiayao's question.
Instead, she sat down to Zhou Dawei's left. Hearing this from the two mature women, a young girl behind Xue Qing
became somewhat displeased, pouting and saying, "Mom, Auntie, look at what you're saying! My brother's become a state cadre,
so he's all that darling. But you should know, your daughter is quite good too. I'm already a
department head managing over thirty people."

The girl was no less beautiful than Zhang Meng'er, with an oval face, and large,
expressive , giving her a radiant appearance.
Below her slender, swan-like neck, her breasts suddenly widened, and beneath her tight white dress, a pair of full,
firm breasts stood proudly, displaying the capital of a woman's pride.

Beneath the long white dress were a pair of shapely, jade-like legs, their skin so white you could almost see
the veins beneath. Their firm, slender shape would make any man's heart
flutter The well-fitting dress perfectly showcased the girl's figure, making her appear graceful and elegant,
like a fairy gliding on water.

This girl was none other than Zhou Menglong's younger sister, Zhou Tingting, the only daughter of the Zhou family. Compared to Zhang
Meng'er , Zhou Tingting appeared more charming and alluring, with a touch of girlish cuteness and capriciousness, while
Zhang Menglong exuded youth and vitality. They were evenly matched, each with her own strengths; neither could be said to
have surpassed the other in beauty, only that they were vying for attention.

Xue Qing smiled slightly, affectionately pulling Zhou Tingting over to sit beside her. "Ting'er, you're
not bad either. Our Zhou family bloodline is naturally better than others. I only mentioned your brother, not
you, because you're even more outstanding than him; there's no need for me to say anything more." Hearing Xue Qing's
words, Zhou Tingting nodded in satisfaction and picked up a cornbread to eat.

Taking a sip of milk, Zhou Dawei looked at Zhou Menglong. "Menglong, how's it going? You've been working
for a month . Are you getting used to it?" Zhou Menglong nodded, but before he could say anything, Zhou Tingting couldn't
help but chime in, "Used? Of course I'm used to it! A staff member in the municipal government, with
over thirty people in the unit, half of them are women, and all of them are beautiful women. Do you think my brother wouldn't be used to it?"

As she spoke, Zhou Tingting gave Zhou Menglong a defiant look.

"Ting'er, why are you talking about your brother like that? He's going to work, not to pick up girls. Whether he's
comfortable with his job or not, how could it be related to whether there are pretty girls at his workplace? By the way, Menglong, now that the job
issue is resolved, and you're already twenty-one this year, shouldn't you start thinking about your
own life?" Xueqing picked up the conversation, the first part of which was addressed to Zhou Tingting,
while the second part was directed at Zhou Menglong.

Hearing Xueqing's words, Zhou Menglong blushed and lowered his head,
pretending , without answering her. While Zhou Menglong remained silent, Zhou Tingting couldn't hold back any longer: "Mom,
don't worry about that. You know, since my brother went to university, he's never lacked beautiful women.
Besides, he's so handsome; wherever he goes, he's bound to have beautiful women chasing after him. Do you know that
he's only been working at his company for a month, and several of the beautiful women there have already shown interest in him
?"

This time, Zhou Menglong couldn't hold back any longer. After glaring at Zhou Tingting, he said
, "Ting'er, even eating can't shut you up! What nonsense are you talking about? There's no such thing." Looking at Zhou Menglong,
Zhou Tingting playfully stuck out her tongue and buried her head in her food. She was still
somewhat , and now that she realized she had touched a nerve, she dared not say anything more.

What was said in jest was taken to heart by Zhao Jiayao. Although she was eating breakfast, the thought quickly crossed her
mind : "Yes, Menglong is so outstanding, he must have no shortage of girls pursuing him. It seems I need to
have a good talk with Meng'er, otherwise, Meng'er's wish may be in vain." With that in mind, Zhao Jiayao made up
her mind that she would have a good chat with Zhang Meng'er after breakfast.

"Xueqing, don't put too much pressure on Menglong about this. A real man's career
should come first. Menglong, don't listen to your mother. Just focus on your work. Once you're successful, you won't have to worry about finding
a good wife. But, Menglong, let me tell you something: if you set your sights on a woman, just
go for it. Back then, if I hadn't been bold enough, you probably wouldn't exist."

Hearing Zhou Dawei say this, Xueqing's pretty face flushed slightly. She glared at Zhou Dawei, but her eyes
were filled with a captivating charm rather than reproach. Seeing Xueqing's expression, Zhou Dawei couldn't help but
laugh .

Zhou Menglong nodded, indicating that he had heard Zhou Dawei's words. After eating a few more bites, Zhou Menglong stood
up, picked up his briefcase from the cabinet, turned around, and walked out the door. He stood at the door for a while, listening to
the whispers of the four people inside, then shook his head and strode towards his workplace. Thinking of
the various charming and beautiful white-collar women in his unit, Zhou Menglong's heart warmed up again
, and he quickened his pace, as if he couldn't wait.

V.

Looking at the large, gilded characters of the Jiangdu City Discipline Inspection Commission on the sign, Zhou Menglong's face
showed a habitual smile. He straightened his neat clothes and strode into the courtyard. Suddenly
, a sharp screech of brakes rang out. Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively swerved to the side,
turning his head to look behind him. What he saw made him both laugh and cry.

A black Buick pulled up beside Zhou Menglong. As the window rolled down, a stunningly beautiful face
came into view. Upon seeing her, Zhou Menglong made an exaggerated expression: "
Little sister, thank goodness I don't have a heart condition, otherwise, what you just did would have scared me to death." As
he spoke, Zhou Menglong patted his chest in a pretentious manner.

Zhou Menglong's actions made the beautiful woman smile, and her smile
was like a spring breeze thawing the ice and a hundred flowers blooming. As Zhou Menglong was slightly captivated, the girl's silvery voice rang out: "Menglong, this
isn't like you! You know, you'll be a discipline inspection cadre soon. Those of us in this line of work need
strong mental fortitude. If we were all as timid as you, we'd all be out of a job."

Looking at the woman's playful smile, Zhou Menglong shrugged: "Little sister, you never stop talking about your profession.
No wonder you're Secretary Qian's daughter; you always start lecturing people. Sigh, little sister, if you keep being
so domineering, I'm afraid you won't find a husband." As he spoke, Zhou Menglong leaned down and
stuck his head inside the car window. It was still early before work, and Zhou Menglong clearly wanted to take this
opportunity a good chat with this beautiful woman named Qian Nan. Of course, this wasn't just because Qian Nan was
pretty; there were other reasons as well.

The Zhou Menglong of today is completely different from his behavior at home. At home, he's quiet
and somewhat reserved, but now he seems to have reverted to his boyish nature, radiating
a lazy charm that, combined
with an irresistible attraction for young girls.

The moment he stuck his head into the car window, Zhou Menglong, as if discovering something amazing,
exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Little sister, I didn't realize you were dressed so revealingly today! Aren't you afraid of showing too much?"

As he spoke, he made a lecherous gesture, even
staring .

No wonder Zhou Menglong was so exaggerated. Qian Nan was only wearing a short mini denim skirt today. The skirt
only reached about fifty centimeters above her knees. In other words, it only
covered the most important parts of Qian Nan's body, while her pair of fair, jade-like legs
were fully exposed. What was even more nosebleed-inducing was that because Qian Nan was sitting, the short skirt had
ridden up a few more centimeters, making the most important parts of the woman's body faintly visible in front of Zhou Menglong.

Zhou Menglong had no doubt that if Qian Nan moved her body even slightly, even just a
tiny , the already incredibly short skirt would definitely rise another centimeter or two, and
then Zhou Menglong could feast his eyes on her beauty. Seeing this erotic scene, although Zhou Menglong's
expression was exaggerated, a strange feeling welled up in his heart, making him secretly swallow a mouthful of
saliva.

Hearing Zhou Menglong's words and seeing his lustful eyes staring at her snow-white legs, Qian Nan, out of
feminine shyness, almost subconsciously brought her legs together and pulled down the hem of her short skirt with one hand
. Although she did this, her words were anything but gentle: "Exposing? What's so
revealing about it? These days, which girl doesn't dress like this? It's called being avant-garde, it's called showing your
best side to others, don't you understand?" As she spoke, Qian Nan gave
Zhou Menglong a coquettish look.

Although Zhou Menglong had only been in the department for a month, he was well-liked and doing quite well at work. His colleagues treated him with great care, which was unusual
in this cold and indifferent society. Among them, a few showed him special attention, one of whom was Qian Nan. Therefore, Zhou Menglong was quite uninhibited in front of Qian Nan. So, after hearing Qian Nan's words, Zhou Menglong's gaze became even bolder, and he muttered , "Sigh, sister, why didn't I try to get assigned to your office back then?" As spoke, Zhou Menglong revealed a regretful expression. Zhou Menglong's abrupt remark startled Qian Nan. Before she could react, Qian Nan opened her big, watery eyes wide and looked at Zhou Menglong: "Menglong, what do you mean ? I don't understand what you're talking about." Zhou Menglong smiled ambiguously, his eyes lingering on Qian Nan's legs as he muttered , "Sister, don't you think about it? If I had been assigned to your office, and you dressed like this every day, wouldn't I be so lucky? And if I had the chance to bend down to pick something up, I could just casually..."

"If I turn around, I'll be so happy!" As he spoke, Zhou Menglong exaggeratedly stretched out his hand to wipe
non-existent drool from his mouth.

Qian Nan immediately understood what Zhou Menglong meant. Her pretty face flushed slightly, and
she couldn't help but roll her eyes at Zhou Menglong: "Menglong, I didn't expect that when you first joined the Discipline Inspection Commission, you were so well-
behaved, but in less than a month, you've become so glib. It seems I'll have to be careful around you from now on
." Although Qian Nan said this, her smiling demeanor showed no
sign of being wary of Zhou Menglong.

Qian Nan's appearance made Zhou Menglong's heart flutter slightly. Just as he was about to say something, another
piercing horn blared behind him. Looking back through the car window, Zhou Menglong's face stiffened slightly, and he quickly
straightened up. Qian Nan, engrossed in chatting with Zhou Menglong, didn't notice his unusual expression. Seeing
Zhou Menglong's serious demeanor, Qian Nan couldn't help but chuckle: "Menglong, what's wrong? Why
are you suddenly so serious? Right, that's more like how you were when you first joined the Discipline Inspection Commission."
Just as Qian Nan finished speaking, a middle-aged woman's voice rang out: "Qian Nan, look at yourself! What kind of
behavior is this? It's working hours, and you're chatting with Zhou Menglong here, blocking the way in and out!
What kind of behavior is this?" "Although the voice was pleasant to hear, it carried an indescribable air of authority. Upon hearing this
voice , Qian Nan's smile froze on her face."

006-010

VI. Secretary Qian Yuxiang

was speaking to a middle-aged woman dressed in a black suit, looking dignified and elegant. Her hair was piled high,
revealing her beautiful face to Qian Nan. The woman was of medium height, but her figure was exquisitely proportioned. The
well-fitting black suit accentuated her jade-like skin, adding a touch of
mature feminine charm and allure to her dignified appearance.

Below her slender neck, her breasts suddenly rose high. Encased in her black top , her full and firm breasts stood proudly, their undulating curves drawing the eye to estimate their size. Below her high breasts, her slender waist suddenly contracted, a slender waist that was undoubtedly exquisite for a mature woman. Although bound by a black top, it didn't diminish the soft and delicate feel of her body; her captivating curves accentuated the young woman's stunning figure. Further down, her beautiful legs were tightly wrapped in the black skirt, her jade-like legs seemingly struggling against its constraints, while the black skirt dutifully fulfilled its purpose, clinging tightly to her long, straight legs, showcasing their contours with a powerful dynamism. Upon closer inspection, the woman's features bore a resemblance to Qian Nan's—both possessed crescent-shaped eyes and cherry-like lips. However, while Qian Nan's watery eyes held a hint of surprise, the woman's eyes held a touch of authority. Seeing her, Qian Nan recovered from her initial astonishment : "Mom." Zhou Menglong, even more reserved, said: "Secretary Qian, good morning." Secretary Qian hummed in response to Zhou Menglong. Seeing Secretary Qian's attitude towards Zhou Menglong, Qian Nan became a little resentful. Under these circumstances, Qian Nan couldn't help but look at her mother coquettishly: "Mom, look at you, why are you so serious? Menglong is here because I'm looking for him. Look at you, don't nag Menglong, otherwise, I won't want to talk to you anymore." " Facing the supposedly incorruptible Party Secretary of Jiangdu City, probably no one but Qian Nan would dare to speak like this. Zhou Menglong inwardly cursed upon hearing Qian Nan's words and wanted to stop her, but the words had already poured out of her mouth like a machine gun. Now, even if Zhou Menglong wanted to stop her, it was impossible. However, Secretary Qian did not fly into a rage as Zhou Menglong had expected . After hearing Qian Nan's words, a rare smile appeared on Secretary Qian's face: "You silly girl, aren't you afraid of making a fool of yourself here ? If you want to brag to Zhou Menglong, you can do it anywhere, but you have to do it here. Really, don't you care about the impact? Alright, alright, hurry up and drive the car away, don't block the road, others need to come in. I have something to do, I'll be going now." Seeing Secretary Qian's words, Zhou Menglong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. But before he could fully recover, Secretary Qian seemed to remember something, stopped, and turned to look at Zhou Menglong: "Little Zhou, come to my office later. I need to talk to you about something." As he spoke, Secretary Qian ignored Zhou Menglong, who was nodding repeatedly, and turned to walk towards the office building. Seeing her mother leave, Qian Nan playfully stuck out her tongue and said to Zhou Menglong, "Menglong, wait for me a moment. I'll go park the car, and we'll go to the office together later." "With that, without waiting for Zhou Menglong's reply, she stepped on the gas and drove off, leaving Zhou Menglong standing there helplessly shrugging, waiting for Qian Nan to return. A moment later, the sound of high heels rang out, and Qian Nan walked towards Zhou Menglong. Seeing Qian Nan's appearance, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but secretly applaud her. Today, Qian Nan was wearing a loose-fitting sweatshirt and a short denim skirt, a very simple outfit, but it was precisely this simple attire that made Qian Nan look like a lotus emerging from water, exquisite and charming. " Although the sweatshirt was loose, Qian Nan's breasts stood out fabric and revealing just how ample they were—the kind of woman a man couldn't easily grasp. Now, with each step she took, her high, firm breasts bounced, a truly dazzling sight. Below her slender waist was a flat, firm abdomen. Although the loose sweatshirt prevented Zhou Menglong from seeing the full extent of Qian Nan's abdomen, the slight swaying of her waist perfectly showcased it.

It could arouse any man's fantasies. Seeing Qian Nan's waist swaying like a water snake, Zhou Menglong
couldn't help but swallow hard, thinking to himself, "A vixen."

Her snow-white legs, bathed in the morning sunlight, radiated a pure white glow. Her skin, as smooth as a freshly peeled
egg , made her already long and straight legs even more alluring.
The denim miniskirt that covered the most important part of Qian Nan's body exposed her legs to
Zhou Menglong to the maximum extent. From Zhou Menglong's angle, he could even see the muscles on Qian Nan's jade-like legs
pulsating with her walk.

Youthful yet charming, wild yet with a touch of coquettishness, although not as cute as the girl next door,
Qian Nan's strong personality gave her a unique allure.
Seeing , Zhou Menglong felt his heart suddenly heat up.

While casually glancing at Qian Nan's body, Zhou Menglong thought to himself, "Damn, this Qian Nan is
not only stunningly beautiful, but she also seems to have a strong liking for me. I wonder if her feelings are genuine.
If they are, then I, Zhou Menglong, am truly blessed. Putting aside everything else, just her pair of
jade-like breasts alone are enough for me to enjoy for a long time. What's more, she has a
mother who is the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission, my direct superior." Thinking of this, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

VII.

Ever since Zhou Menglong experienced
the ecstasy he has been restless and filled with a desire to conquer beautiful women. Qian
Nan is undoubtedly the epitome of beauty, and Zhou Menglong, who has tasted the sweetness of meat, could not possibly let go of this stunning
beauty. However, firstly, Zhou Menglong knows that such things cannot be rushed, otherwise it will backfire. Secondly
, Qian Nan's mother is his boss, and if he does not handle things well,
he . It is for these reasons that Zhou Menglong has not made a move on Qian Nan,
but only occasionally teases her unintentionally.

However, what Zhou Menglong didn't expect was that his posture perfectly catered to Qian Nan's psychology,
making his image increasingly impressive in her mind and slowly
securing him a place in her heart. Otherwise, if it had been someone else staring at Qian Nan's thighs so brazenly through the car window
, she would have already erupted in fury. Seeing

Zhou Menglong watching her intently as she walked towards him, his eyes constantly fixed on her
private parts, Qian Nan couldn't help but feel a strange sensation. Of course, this sensation
wasn't tinged with annoyance; it was simply the shy
yet .

"Menglong, let's go inside, it's almost time for work." "As she spoke, Qian Nan
led the way into the office building, with Zhou Menglong following behind. Casually glancing down,
Zhou Menglong saw Qian Nan's full, elastic breasts, tightly encased in her denim miniskirt
, swaying not far in front of him. The rhythmic movement, the exuberant youthful energy, the
bouncy motion—all of it sent a shiver down Zhou Menglong's spine. If it weren't for the fact that Qian Nan was
Secretary daughter, and that it was during working hours, Zhou Menglong..." Long would definitely enjoy
the thrill that Qian Nan's beauty gave him, but now, Zhou Menglong could only sigh in vain.

Zhou Menglong and Qian Nan walked into the office building, chatting and laughing. Soon, they arrived at Qian Nan's office.
After saying goodbye to Qian Nan, Zhou Menglong went to his office. As soon as he entered, a voice
rang out softly: "Menglong, you and Qian Nan were really intimate just now. I didn't expect that
Qian Nan, who is always so arrogant, would treat you so well." The speaker

had shoulder-length hair that flowed gracefully, and beneath her bangs
were a pair of large, expressive eyes that seemed to speak volumes. However, at this moment, those eyes held a hint of melancholy and reproach, adding to her
air
of wistfulness. Her delicate nose, sensual lips, and refined features combined to create an air of serene purity.

A well-fitting white suit accentuated her near-perfect figure; her high, full
breasts displayed her proud womanhood, while her slender waist added to her allure. She possessed a delicate,
almost pitiful charm. Her fair legs, exposed outside her white skirt and tightly encased in flesh-colored stockings
, resembled silk, stirring up all sorts of fantasies.

In terms of appearance, she was no less beautiful than Qian Nan. What was even more remarkable was
the , which evoked a more endearing quality than Qian Nan's. Seeing her, Zhou Menglong
couldn't help but smile: "Sister Sun, what's wrong? Are you jealous seeing Qian Nan with me? If
so, I won't be with her anymore, to avoid the office always being filled with sour grapes." "

The 'Sister Sun' Zhou Menglong mentioned is named Sun Li. Although she's only twenty-seven, she's already
worked for six years, making her a veteran. Sun Li got married last year, but because her husband is often
away on business trips, her life has been quite boring. It wasn't until Zhou Menglong appeared that Sun Li's face showed a few more smiles. In
the Discipline Inspection Commission, Sun Li is one of the few beautiful women who care deeply about Zhou Menglong, which is why Zhou Menglong dares to speak to her like that
.

Hearing Zhou Menglong's almost teasing words, Sun Li's delicate face inexplicably
flushed red, but then she couldn't help but spit softly: 'Menglong, look at you, you can't say anything nice.
You should know that I have a husband. Even if you were with a hundred young girls, I wouldn't
be jealous .'" "As she spoke, Sun Li hurriedly walked towards her desk.

Seeing the fleeting panic in Sun Li's eyes, Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat. In this situation, Zhou Menglong
followed closely behind Sun Li, still grinning, and said, "Sister Sun, look at what you're saying. I can
be described as handsome and talented. As a married woman, you naturally wouldn't be interested in me. But
what if your husband treats you badly, doesn't care enough about you? Wouldn't you be jealous if you saw me with other young women?"

Zhou Menglong's remark was just a joke, but unexpectedly, Sun Li's shoulders
suddenly , and she froze. After a while, Sun Li slowly turned around, but
the resentment in her eyes was gone, replaced by icy coldness: "Menglong, although we are good
colleagues, please don't make such irresponsible remarks in the future."

With that, Sun Li gave Zhou Menglong a cold look, his smile frozen on his face, and returned to her seat
, expressionlessly picking up a document to read. Zhou Menglong clearly hadn't expected his unintentional
joke to elicit such a strong reaction from Sun Li. He wanted to say something more to
ease the tension, but seeing Sun Li's expressionless face, he abandoned the idea.

Somewhat bored, Zhou Menglong walked to his seat and looked at Sun Li, who was looking at documents. He smiled
inwardly thinking, "Why was Sister Sun so grumpy just now? Did I guess something she was thinking? But
how could that be? Sister Sun is so cute, like a girl next door. What man would want to
let her go after getting her? If it's really as I said, Sister Sun's husband is really taking his good fortune for granted."

Looking at Sun Li sitting there, with her icy beauty, at the way her full and
elastic breasts were slightly deformed as they pressed against the edge of the desk, at her
firm and rounded legs tightly wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, Zhou Menglong laughed. Based on Sun Li's looks and figure,
Zhou Menglong knew he was worrying unnecessarily, so he laughed to himself.

8. Slender Fingers

"Menglong, get ready. We're going to Changyang District today. Someone reported
that Director Wu is involved in embezzlement, and we need to verify it." Just as Zhou Menglong was lost in thought, a voice
rang out. Along with the voice, a middle-aged woman entered the office, tossed her briefcase onto the desk
, picked up a water glass, and went to the water dispenser to pour herself some water.

Hearing this, Zhou Menglong stood up: "Yes, Director, I'll get ready right away." As
he spoke , Zhou Menglong quickly moved ahead of the middle-aged woman, stopping
her and taking her water glass. He said to her, "Director, you've just arrived, please rest for a bit. I
'll get you some water."

The middle-aged woman nodded in satisfaction, turned back to her seat, but didn't sit down.
Instead, she stood there, smiling as Zhou Menglong poured the water and brought it to her. Zhou Menglong
handed to the middle-aged woman, who took the glass: "Menglong, I never expected that you, fresh out of
university , already possess qualities that many people who have been engaged in public service for years lack. You are truly a force to be reckoned with
! Keep up the good work, Menglong. I think this place will belong to you young people in the future."

Zhou Menglong stood ramrod straight: "Director, what are you saying? I just graduated from school and
know nothing. I learned all this from you. If it weren't for your tireless guidance and mentorship,
I might still be a greenhorn. So, Director, please don't pressure me. If you keep
doing this, I feel like my tail is about to wag." "Good heavens."

The director nodded: "Good, Menglong, not only do you not have the spoiled nature of young people, but
you are also hardworking and observant. Not bad, really not bad. I still maintain that the future of this place belongs to you young people
, while I am already old. When that day comes, Menglong, don't forget
what you said today, don't forget your director."

Zhou Menglong smiled slightly: "Director, look at what you're saying. You're only in your early forties, and you call that old? Look at
your figure, look at your skin. If I said you were only twenty-eight this year, people would definitely argue with me
." Hearing Zhou Menglong say this... Upon hearing this, the director's expression became somewhat unnatural. Zhou Menglong, seemingly
confident , continued, "Look, Director, you look only twenty-five or twenty-six, but I'd say you're
twenty-eight. Do you think people will get angry with me?"

Zhou Menglong's words caused the director, who had just picked up his cup, to choke and spit out a mouthful of water,
which landed all over Zhou Menglong. Meanwhile, Sun Li, who had been coldly looking at the documents, couldn't
help but smile. After Zhou Menglong's antics, the displeasure Sun Li had felt because of his words seemed to
have faded considerably.

The director put down his cup, exclaimed "Ouch!" and took out tissues from his bag to help Zhou Menglong
wipe . As he wiped, the director said, "Menglong, I never expected you to be so eloquent.
You can make someone laugh with just one sentence, and jump with another. You've made me laugh and jump, so naturally I'm in a great mood.
I think this is a good start, indicating that our mission today will be successfully completed."

Zhou Menglong hadn't expected the director to condescend to wipe his clothes, and he was momentarily at a loss.
But because the director meant well, Zhou Menglong could only stand there motionless. Just
then, Zhou Menglong suddenly smelled a faint, pleasant fragrance emanating from the director, which entered
his nose and made his heart flutter slightly.

To be honest, while Zhou Menglong's words contained a hint of flattery, a large part of them
were true. The director's name was Liu Yumei, and she was forty-two years old. However, Liu Yumei's
skin was as smooth and delicate as a woman in her early twenties, showing no signs of aging.
Moreover, unlike most women in their forties, Liu Yumei hadn't gained weight; she
was still slim where she should be, and curvy where she should be. Furthermore, her age gave
her a unique charm characteristic of mature women.

In Zhou Menglong's office, there were only Liu Yumei, Sun Li, and Zhou Menglong. Liu Yumei
's beauty was no less than Sun Li's, so Zhou Menglong's environment was naturally exceptionally sensual. What was even more
remarkable was that these two beautiful women, one young and one mature, one innocent and one alluring, both showed Zhou Menglong great care.
Therefore , Zhou Menglong was naturally reluctant to leave, which was why he looked forward to going to work every day.

Right now, Liu Yumei's slender fingers were holding a tissue and wiping Zhou Menglong's chest. However, due to
the hot weather and Zhou Menglong's thin clothing, the tissue had already crumpled into a ball after Liu Yumei's few wipes.
Therefore, Liu Yumei's delicate fingers inevitably came into contact with Zhou Menglong's body through his clothes. At first,
Zhou Menglong didn't feel anything, but as he smelled the unique fragrance of a mature and beautiful
woman , he began to feel uneasy.

Although there was a layer of clothing between them, Zhou Menglong could still feel how
soft What was even more unsettling was that the place Liu Yumei was rubbing was Zhou Menglong's chest.
The stimulating sensation made Zhou Menglong feel restless. While smelling the fragrance emanating
from , feeling the contact between her slender fingers and his body, and enjoying
the warm breath of Liu Yumei hitting his chest, Zhou Menglong felt
as if had fallen into paradise.

"Although the director is over forty, she's still quite beautiful, retaining her charm
and allure. She possesses a captivating allure that surpasses even the most naive young girls. If one day I could
be , wouldn't that be paradise for me, Zhou Menglong?" Thinking this, Zhou Menglong could no longer suppress
his desire. While Liu Yumei was wiping him, his eyes secretly darted towards her breasts.

Today, Liu Yumei was wearing a yellow shirt, the tight fabric clinging to her
full, firm breasts. From Zhou Menglong's vantage point, due to the angle,
his eyes could only see Liu Yumei's full peaks, deeply tempting him; nothing else
could be seen .

9. Secretary Qian, please!

"Round, perky, full, and elastic" was Zhou Menglong
's first impression upon seeing Liu Yumei's breasts, tightly encased in her shirt. Like Liu Yumei herself, she was
a woman , but her breasts showed no signs of sagging. Moreover,
they possessed a maturity and allure far surpassing that of young girls, lacking only youthful naiveté. They were truly exquisite.

Looking at Liu Yumei's round, plump breasts and smelling the faint
fragrance , Zhou Menglong suddenly felt his nose heat up, and a certain part of his body
began to react. Deep down, Zhou Menglong had a particular fondness for women exuding mature allure ,
and this fondness made his heart pound . Liu Yumei suddenly sensed something was amiss. In that moment, she instinctively looked up and saw Zhou Menglong's eyes burning with desire as he stared at her chest, his breathing becoming rapid. Seeing this, Liu Yumei giggled, "Menglong, what are you looking at?" Zhou Menglong was pondering what it would feel like to hold the mature beauty Liu Yumei's breasts in his hands when he was caught off guard by her sudden voice. Looking up, he saw Liu Yumei 's alluring eyes gleaming as she looked at him, and he realized she had seen everything he had just done. Thinking about this, Zhou Menglong blushed deeply. "Director, Director, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I... I lost my composure a little." Zhou Menglong didn't know what to do and finally managed to say these words after a long while, his face flushed. At this moment, Sun Li, who had been sitting there coldly looking at the documents, seemed to sense something was amiss. She looked up at Liu Yumei and Zhou Menglong, clearly wanting to see what had happened between the two. Liu Yumei chuckled again: "Menglong, look at you, it's nothing serious. I've been through this before , I can understand the mentality of you young people." Hearing Liu Yumei say that she didn't blame him, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He looked at Liu Yumei, seemingly trying to discern whether she was telling the truth from her expression. But upon closer inspection, Zhou Menglong saw a shimmering light , which possessed an indescribable charm, but without a trace of blame. Of course, because Liu Yumei was standing with her back to Sun Li, Sun Li couldn't see the expression in her eyes. Seeing the mature Liu Yumei, Zhou Menglong's heart fluttered slightly. However , because Sun Li was watching them, he suppressed his desire and became restrained. After speaking, Liu Yumei continued, "Menglong, you should get ready. We'll be leaving soon. The secretary is waiting for our results on that case." Hearing Liu Yumei mention Secretary Qian, Zhou Menglong suddenly remembered what Secretary Qian had told him. He smiled sheepishly, "Director, I'll get ready now, but the secretary just said I need to go see her. I think I'll be a little late." Hearing Zhou Menglong say that Secretary Qian wanted to see him, Sun Li's expression became somewhat unnatural, and a hint of surprise appeared on Liu Yumei's pretty face, but she didn't say anything, only smiling slightly, "It's alright. If the secretary wants to see you, it must be something important." "You'd better hurry up and go. I'll wait for you. Just call me when you're ready." Walking down the corridor, Zhou Menglong's mind drifted back to the way Liu Yumei's eyes had been . "What does Director Liu mean by that? If it were any other woman, she would be furious if she looked at me like that. But Director Liu not only didn't, she even looked at me with that kind of gaze. What she mean? Could it be that she's taken a liking to me?" Thinking of this, and combined with the strange look in Liu Yumei's eyes, Zhou Menglong was about 80-90% certain of his guess . Thinking of Liu Yumei's mature and alluring figure, Zhou Menglong made up his mind that he must find a suitable opportunity to test Liu Yumei's feelings and see what kind of mentality she had towards him. Perhaps, he could even taste the alluring body of a mature and beautiful woman. The thought that he might be able to pin Liu Yumei down, turning her from a leader into his plaything, gave Zhou Menglong a strange thrill, and this only strengthened his resolve. Soon, Zhou Menglong arrived at Secretary Qian's office door, knocked, and saw someone bent over their desk reading something.

Secretary Qian looked up and saw Zhou Menglong standing in the doorway. A smile appeared on her delicate, almost fragile face. "Menglong, come in, come in quickly. I've been waiting for you."

Zhou Menglong nodded and walked into Secretary Qian's office. Secretary Qian was sitting upright behind her desk,
wearing glasses that made her look even more refined and
handsome Qian's friendly smile, the slight tension she had felt immediately disappeared.
After reaching Secretary Qian's office, she stood before the desk, looking ready to listen attentively.

"Little Zhou, how old are you this year?" Secretary Qian looked at Zhou Menglong, her large, watery eyes scrutinizing him from behind
her glasses as if she were seeing him for the first time. Zhou Menglong stood there,
feeling a little uncomfortable under Secretary Qian's gaze, but since Secretary Qian had spoken, Zhou Menglong couldn't not answer.
So, although he didn't know what Secretary Qian meant by asking this question, he still whispered,
"Secretary, I'm twenty-one this year."

"Hmm, twenty-one, bachelor's degree, father is the president of Sihai Group, mother is unemployed, and you have
a younger sister who is the public relations manager of Sihai Group. Menglong, is that your basic information?"
Zhou Menglong was slightly taken aback, not expecting Secretary Qian to know so much about him. Under these circumstances
, Zhou Menglong looked at Secretary Qian with a puzzled expression, but still nodded.

"Xiao Zhou, you're twenty-one. So, do you have a girlfriend, or rather, someone you're interested in?"

Seeing Zhou Menglong's confirmation, Secretary Qian pressed on, asking him
this question with obvious nervousness, as if eagerly awaiting
his answer. Seeing Secretary Qian's expression, Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat: "Secretary Qian is asking me these seemingly unrelated , has taken a liking to me? You know, in this Discipline Inspection

Commission , I'm the youngest and most handsome. And she, a mature woman, though in a high position, is in her prime and inevitably prone to romantic thoughts. If that's the case, wouldn't it be like a windfall falling right onto my head?" Thinking this, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of excitement. Looking at Secretary Qian's handsome face, which possessed the unique charm of a mature woman, Zhou Menglong said, "Secretary, I just graduated this year. While in school, I was so focused on my studies that I didn't have a girlfriend, and I didn't even have many boyfriends." Zhou Menglong's words were clearly meant to tell Secretary Qian that he didn't have a girlfriend , but this was a fabricated story, and only Zhou Menglong himself knew the truth. In any case, Secretary Qian was unlikely to go to his university in the far north to investigate and verify it. Hearing Zhou Menglong's words, Secretary Qian nodded in satisfaction: "Menglong, not bad. You know to prioritize your studies. No wonder you entered the Discipline Inspection Commission at such a young age, ranking first in the civil service exam . By the way, Menglong, there's something I need to tell you today. Next week, I'm going to Shanghai for a meeting, and I don't want to bring any people with me. I think you should come with me. Firstly, you can take care of my needs, and secondly, Shanghai is an international metropolis. Exchanging ideas with your colleagues there will greatly help improve your skills." Zhou Menglong clearly hadn't expected that Secretary Qian had called him back for this matter . Secretary Qian 's words also indirectly confirmed Zhou Menglong's suspicions: Secretary Qian had feelings for him. Otherwise , why would she have taken him to Shanghai instead of anyone else? The thought of spending every day with this mature and charming woman in Shanghai—firstly, to build a good relationship, and secondly, perhaps even something would happen between him and his boss— made Zhou Menglong quite excited. "What's wrong, Menglong? Is there a problem?" Secretary Qian asked, noticing Zhou Menglong's hesitation . Little did she know, Zhou Menglong was so eager to go to Shanghai with her and preoccupied with figuring out how to get closer to this beautiful secretary that he was lost in thought, which was why he hadn't answered her. "No, no, no, Secretary, you think so highly of me and have given me such a great opportunity to grow. I'm overjoyed , how could I not want to go?" Hearing Secretary Qian ask him this, Zhou Menglong seemed to wake from a dream and quickly voiced his thoughts. Sure enough, upon hearing Zhou Menglong's words, Secretary 's smile deepened. Leaving Secretary Qian's office, Zhou Menglong bit his finger in disbelief . A his fingers: "I never thought such a windfall would actually happen! I, Zhou Menglong, really have this day! I never imagined that Secretary Qian, who usually seems so aloof and unapproachable, would be so fond of me. If something really happens between us during this trip to Shanghai, then I 'll have everything I want here!" "But then again, Secretary Qian's skin is so delicate and tender, it's really too tempting. Putting aside everything else, just her eyes, which seem to speak volumes when she smiles, can make one lose their mind. If I were to let such a beautiful woman slip through my fingers, I would regret it for the rest of my life. It seems I need to plan carefully these next few days, figuring out how to get closer to Secretary Qian. Even if I can't taste her mature and alluring body, at least I should make sure she remembers me forever." While arranging the things Liu Yumei had instructed him to do, Zhou Menglong secretly planned in his mind. He even imagined Secretary Qian, under his deliberate manipulation, gently undressing and falling into his arms, while his large hands roamed freely over her full and mature body, enjoying the ripe flesh of his superior. Although Zhou Menglong had a particular fondness for mature women, he was also quite capable. In a short while, Zhou Menglong had prepared everything for Director Liu's upcoming trip. After finishing the preparations, Zhou Menglong called Liu Yu...

Mei and Liu Yumei got into the car together and headed towards Changyang District. Zhou Menglong
wanted to find an opportunity to explain what had happened in the office that morning to Liu Yumei, hoping to gauge her feelings. However,
with the driver in the car, he had to keep his thoughts to himself.

Liu Yumei, for some reason, sat silently in the back seat, seemingly lost in
thought . Zhou Menglong, sitting in the front, could see in the rearview mirror that although she didn't speak
, her beautiful eyes would frequently glance at him, her large, watery eyes containing
a hint hesitation mixed with a burning desire.

The journey was uneventful. Changyang District wasn't far from the Jiangdu City government offices. Half an hour later, the car stopped
in front of the Changyang District Committee building. Five or
six there to greet Liu Yumei.

After getting out of the car, Zhou Menglong jogged to the back door, bent down to open it, and carefully
placed his hand on the roof to prevent Liu Yumei from bumping her head when she got out. Although it was just a small
gesture , Liu Yumei couldn't help but look at Zhou Menglong with approval as she got out of the car. Clearly,
Zhou Menglong's actions had earned Liu Yumei a lot of face in front of the Changyang District Committee.

"Director Liu, I heard you were coming today. Welcome, welcome!" A middle-aged man
stepped forward , shook Liu Yumei's hand, and his expression was generous yet respectful, appearing very proper.
Zhou Menglong recognized him as Liu Xiangyang, the Secretary of the Changyang District Committee and Director of the District People's Congress. Liu Yumei smiled slightly: "Secretary
Liu , you are too kind. You, a full-fledged department-level cadre, have condescended to wait here for a lowly deputy department-level person like me
. I am truly flattered." As she spoke, Liu Yumei
withdrew .

011-015

XI. Reception Office Director Shen Mengdie and

Zhou Menglong chuckled slightly upon hearing Liu Yumei's words: "I didn't realize Director Liu
was so humorous. We're here to investigate Wu Caiguo's problems, and Wu Caiguo is
a cadre recently promoted by the Changyang District Committee. With the accountability system for personnel appointments, as the District Committee Secretary, he certainly
can't escape . Of course, that depends on how the investigation concludes. If we don't curry favor with Director Liu now, and
instead anger her, and she implicates Secretary Liu in Wu Caiguo's embezzlement, then Secretary Liu will
definitely be in deep trouble."

Despite his amusement, Zhou Menglong paid no attention
to Liu Xiangyang and Liu Yumei's
casual pleasantries. Following behind them into the office building, Zhou Menglong scanned his entourage as if searching for someone,
a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

Suddenly, Zhou Menglong's gaze fixed on a woman. She appeared to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old,
wearing a snow-white casual shirt and a knee-length ladylike skirt. Her graceful figure caused
Zhou Menglong 's heart to skip a beat. The woman was standing at the entrance of the office building. Seeing
Liu Yumei and the others approach, a smile appeared on her pretty face as she greeted them.

As she drew closer, Zhou Menglong could see her more clearly. She had a round, pretty face, her
smile exuding confidence and gentleness. With willow-leaf eyebrows, cherry-like lips, and a natural blush
on , she looked incredibly alluring yet incredibly tender. That
charming smile instantly captivated Zhou Menglong.

The white shirt accentuated the young woman's full, firm breasts. Although she wasn't
the type to be easily encircled by a single hand, the alluring curves and
graceful offered a unique kind of pleasure. Now, her breasts
swayed slightly with her gait, fueling endless fantasies.

This woman was naturally beautiful, yet possessed a gentle and charming demeanor, giving her the air of a girl next door. She
inspired an irresistible urge to get closer, while her innate noble air
made her stand out from the crowd. Wherever she was, she always drew men's attention to her soft,
mature, and alluring body.

Approaching the group, the young woman smiled sweetly: "Secretary Liu, the rooms are ready. Would you
like Director Liu and the others to familiarize themselves with the situation first, or perhaps they could rest for a bit?"
Although were addressed to Liu Xiangyang, her gaze was
fixed on Liu Yumei. Clearly, this gentle and charming woman immediately understood who the main character was today, yet she hadn't embarrassed Secretary Liu
. Her actions suggested she was a seasoned veteran of officialdom.

Sure enough, after hearing the young woman's words, Liu Xiangyang turned his gaze to Liu Yumei, his eyes
questioning . Clearly, Liu Xiangyang was asking Liu Yumei for her decision. Liu Yumei smiled slightly: "Secretary Liu, you see
we're not far from here, so I think we don't need to rest. If you've gathered everyone who knows the situation,
then let's begin. Because of time constraints, Xiao Zhou and I will stick to the old rule, one room each.
This way , we can understand the situation more quickly. You can send someone to accompany us."

Liu Xiangyang nodded, giving a knowing look. The young woman nodded in understanding and turned to go inside to make arrangements
. Zhou Menglong saw that as soon as the young woman turned around, a beautiful back was revealed before him. Her
slender waist, easily swayed by a hand, was made even more alluring by the white casual shirt, and
her beautiful breasts, tightly wrapped in her ladylike dress, were also fully displayed before Zhou Menglong.

The young woman's breasts weren't particularly large, but they were exquisitely defined. Encased in her elegant dress,
they appeared incredibly shapely, the two mounds of flesh pushing the dress high, looking both
supple side to side with the woman's walk,
displaying a myriad of allure that captivated Zhou Menglong's gaze.

After entering the office building, Liu Yumei followed Liu Xiangyang to the second floor, while another staff member
guided Zhou Menglong to an office on the first floor. Zhou Menglong knew that for an official of Liu Yumei's rank...
They were here to cause trouble again, so only the Party Secretary could accompany him personally. He was just an ordinary clerk,
so the person accompanying him wouldn't be of high rank, which didn't bother him. After arriving at the office, he sat down
and leisurely drank tea, waiting for the staff to send someone in for the investigation.

A short while later, the sound of high heels rang out, growing closer and closer, before finally entering
the office. Hearing the footsteps, Zhou Menglong instinctively turned around. Upon seeing who it was,
his heart leaped with joy: "Sister Shen, hello." The person who entered was none other than
Shen Mengdie, the charming and gentle woman he had just seen at the entrance, exuding a captivating allure.

Zhou Menglong had visited the Changyang District Committee a few times for work, but few people had left
a lasting impression . Shen Mengdie was undoubtedly one of them. Upon first seeing her, Zhou Menglong
was immediately captivated by her beauty, and a delicate, gentle image of a young woman took root in his mind. This time, upon arriving at the Changyang
District Committee , Zhou Menglong's gaze searched the area, specifically looking for Shen Mengdie.

Zhou Mengdie had initially thought that, given Shen Mengdie's position as the director of the reception office, it would be impossible for him to
be . Shen Mengdie was arguably the most beautiful woman in the Changyang District Committee, and due to
her special position, she received only high-ranking and influential figures. Someone like Zhou Menglong
, getting a few glances or a few words from her would be considered quite an achievement.

It was precisely because Zhou Menglong and Shen Mengdie hadn't had much contact, and because Shen Mengdie possessed a charming, demure, and mature
beauty , that Zhou Menglong felt a strong urge to get closer to her. Today, however, he
had the opportunity, under the guise of investigating Wu Caiguo's case, to have such intimate contact with this beautiful woman he admired
. How could Zhou Menglong not be overjoyed?

Twelve, Reception Office Director Shen Mengdie II.

As Shen Mengdie entered the office, a faint, unique fragrance of a young woman, mixed with a hint of
milky scent, emanated from her. Soon, the entire office was filled with this
captivating aroma. Looking at Shen Mengdie's shapely figure and smelling the arousing fragrance,
Zhou Menglong became somewhat excited, rubbing his hands together excitedly. However, he didn't know what to say,
only looking at Shen Mengdie. Seeing Zhou Menglong's expression, Shen Mengdie smiled slightly: "Zhou Menglong, we
meet again." "Long time no see! I didn't expect you to have become even more handsome and mature."

If any other woman had said this, it would have carried a hint of flirtation.
But coming from Shen Mengdie, it didn't evoke any such feeling in Zhou Menglong. Instead, it felt
like Shen Mengdie's words were perfectly natural. What young man doesn't like to be praised, especially by
the woman he admired? Hearing Shen Mengdie say this, Zhou Menglong felt as if
he had eaten an ice cube on a sweltering summer day—a feeling of pure bliss that made every pore on his body open up.

"Sister Shen, you're the same! Look at you, you've become even more beautiful. It seems you two
are living a very comfortable life." Zhou Menglong, emboldened by some unknown source, blurted out
these words. Of course, these words, coupled with the unusual look in Zhou Menglong's eyes,
created a slightly ambiguous atmosphere for Shen Mengdie.

Hearing Zhou Menglong's words, Shen Mengdie's delicate face flushed slightly. However,
the clever girl didn't continue the conversation. Instead, she reached out and handed
Zhou Menglong a paper bag. Zhou Menglong was slightly taken aback, but immediately understood: "Sister Shen, look,
we're here to investigate a case. This isn't appropriate."

Shen Mengdie smiled slightly, pulled Zhou Menglong's hand, and forcefully stuffed the paper bag into his
hand, giving him a sidelong glance: "Little Zhou, this isn't right. You're from a higher authority
, here to inspect and guide our work. How can we let you leave empty-handed? Take it, Director Liu
has a copy too." Hearing this, Zhou Menglong understood and took the
paper bag from Shen Mengdie.

After taking the paper bag, Zhou Menglong realized that Shen Mengdie's slender hand was still holding his.
The soft, delicate feel emanating from Shen Mengdie's hand made Zhou Menglong's heart skip a beat. Just
then, Shen Mengdie saw that Zhou Menglong had accepted the paper bag and breathed a slight sigh of relief, about to withdraw her hand
. Zhou Menglong also sensed Shen Mengdie's action and felt a pang of disappointment. He didn't know where
the courage came from, but he couldn't help but extend a finger and gently tickle Shen Mengdie's palm.

If Zhou Menglong's words earlier had a hint of flirtation but weren't explicit, Shen Mengdie could
accept it . But Zhou Menglong's action was undoubtedly blatant provocation. After sensing Zhou Menglong's action,
a cold glint suddenly flashed in Shen Mengdie's beautiful, watery eyes, but this glint was fleeting
, and Zhou Menglong was so engrossed in the alluring sensation that he didn't notice it for a moment.

Seeing Shen Mengdie casually withdraw her hand, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but feel a slight smile. Just as he was about to say
something, he heard Shen Mengdie's voice: "Little Zhou, are you ready? If you are
, then let's begin." Hearing the unassailable authority in Shen Mengdie's words,
Zhou Menglong was slightly taken aback, unable to say anything more. He simply looked at Shen Mengdie's pretty face and
nodded .

Shen Mengdie turned around and called out into the
corridor A voice responded, and footsteps sounded, gradually fading away. Clearly, someone was being summoned. Zhou Menglong knew
it would take some time before someone arrived. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong wanted to say something
to get closer to this beautiful woman he admired, a woman brimming with the charm of a young married woman.

However, when Zhou Menglong saw Shen Mengdie's cold expression, he immediately lost all interest. Shen
Mengdie walked to the chair and plopped down, seemingly not wanting to pay any attention to Zhou Menglong.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the small office became somewhat oppressive. If it weren't for the faint scent of Shen
Mengdie's body fragrance mixed with the aroma of milk in the air attracting Zhou Menglong, he might have already
left because of the oppressive atmosphere.

Bored out of his mind, Zhou Menglong sat down next to Shen Mengdie. After putting the paper bag into his
briefcase, he took out his notebook and pen, making final preparations. The small office was
simply furnished, with only a small round conference table. Since Zhou Menglong was the one asking the question, he naturally sat next to Shen Mengdie
. While taking things out, Zhou Menglong glanced at Shen Mengdie out of the corner of his eye, admiring
her breasts encased in her white casual shirt.

From Zhou Menglong's position, he could see the full view of Shen Mengdie's breasts.
Although Zhou Menglong had been in contact with Shen Mengdie a few times, this was the first
time . Looking at those rounded protrusions, a hint of heat appeared in Zhou Menglong's eyes. Of course,
he deliberately concealed this heat, otherwise, if Shen Mengdie discovered that he was secretly looking at her, the consequences
would be somewhat dangerous.

Smelling the faint, delicate fragrance of a young woman emanating from Shen Mengdie, and admiring her breasts tightly encased in
her Menglong, though the atmosphere remained somewhat subdued, found his mind
gradually becoming restless. He no longer felt bored; instead, time seemed
to fly by. He couldn't get enough of those exquisitely beautiful breasts.

Suddenly, as if noticing something, Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat. His eyes, lingering
on Shen Mengdie's breasts, couldn't look away. He saw that at the highest point where her breasts strained against her blouse
, an unknown liquid was slowly seeping out, gradually dampening the white shirt
.

The wet area slowly became transparent, making
the patterns on the undergarments that tightly hugged Shen Mengdie's breasts clearly visible to Zhou Menglong. Although he didn't know what had caused this, Zhou Menglong suddenly felt a dry mouth
as he looked at the patterns on the undergarments imprinted on his white shirt. Thirteen, Reception Office Director Shen Mengdie Three . As more and more of the unknown liquid seeped from the top of Shen Mengdie's breasts, Zhou Menglong saw that the wet patch on the white shirt was slowly expanding, and the patterns on the undergarments that tightly hugged Shen Mengdie's breasts became more and more obvious. At this moment, Zhou Menglong finally saw clearly that Shen Mengdie was wearing a pink bra with floral lace trim. Seeing this erotic scene, Zhou Menglong suddenly felt short of breath, and his heart seemed unable to withstand such stimulation, beating at least twice as fast as usual. Shen Mengdie, completely unaware of her indecent exposure, was idly tapping , her eyes fixed intently on the empty surface, as if something were drawing her in. Shen Mengdie had initially been attracted to the handsome and well-mannered Zhou Menglong, but she hadn't expected him to take liberties with her upon their first meeting. Having never been violated by any man other than her husband , Shen Mengdie felt humiliated, and any remaining goodwill she had for Zhou Menglong vanished, replaced by utter contempt. Her actions were simply an attempt to prevent Zhou Menglong from taking advantage of her again . However, she didn't realize that her current state of arousal had inadvertently revealed some of her secrets to Zhou Menglong, who was taking advantage of her distraction to secretly feast on her ample bosom. As Zhou Menglong watched the patterns on Shen Mengdie's bra, which tightly covered her breasts, gradually become visible as the wetness spread, he wondered what the unique, warm, milky fragrance He finally understood what the liquid that had soaked Shen Mengdie's bra was. As he thought about this, Zhou Menglong felt a certain part of his body swell and harden. Unable to suppress his inner impulse any longer, Zhou Menglong spoke up: "Sister Shen, how old is your child? He's still breastfeeding, isn't he?" Zhou Menglong's sudden words startled Shen Mengdie, but given her maternal instincts, she couldn't refuse to answer: "He's still young, only three months and twelve days old today." Suddenly, as if realizing something, Shen Mengdie abruptly turned around, her large, beautiful eyes widening as she looked at Zhou Menglong. A hint of suspicion appeared on her delicate face : "Zhou Menglong, are you probing me?" It was common knowledge but Zhou Menglong couldn't possibly know. Considering the fact that Zhou Menglong had immediately started flirting with her upon meeting her, Shen Mengdie, with preconceived notions, posed this question to him. Zhou Menglong gave a wry smile: "Sister Shen, I didn't expect you to think I'm such a bad person. Although I have feelings for you and enjoy being with you, I wouldn't be so bored as to pry into your privacy , would I?" Zhou Menglong's wry smile didn't dispel Shen Mengdie's suspicions. Hearing this , Shen Mengdie rolled her eyes at him: "Zhou Menglong, how did you know I have a child, and that the child is still young?" Zhou Menglong smiled slightly. He had only said that to pique Shen Mengdie's curiosity and tease her a little, as a form of revenge. She had just been ignored, so when Shen Mengdie asked him this question, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but smile ambiguously: "Sister Shen, look at yourself down there, and you'll understand why know you have a child, and a young one at that." As he spoke, Zhou Menglong glanced at Shen Mengdie's shirt. Hearing this, Shen Mengdie subconsciously looked at her chest, and upon seeing it, she finally understood Menglong had said that. Seeing the increasingly large wet stains on her white shirt, Shen Mengdie panicked for a moment.

She quickly stood up, puffing out her shirt, and said with a mixture of embarrassment and anxiety, "How could
this be? I know I might leak milk, but I even wore a thick bra today. How could
the milk have leaked outside my bra? What am I going to do? It's so embarrassing!" Thinking about her
exposed breasts, the usually mature and composed Shen Mengdie was at a loss for the first time in front of Zhou Menglong.

"Sister Shen, don't think about it. You're still breastfeeding, and your milk supply is plentiful, so it leaked out and
soaked your clothes. Go and clean yourself up. Luckily, I saw it; if someone else had,
it would have been a huge embarrassment," Zhou Menglong said leisurely, enjoying Shen Mengdie's
panicked .

Hearing Zhou Menglong's words, Shen Mengdie nodded as if waking from a dream, and turned to rush
towards . However, Zhou Menglong stopped her. Seeing Zhou Menglong blocking her way, Shen Mengdie's expression changed
: "Zhou Menglong, what are you doing? Move aside and let me handle this. Otherwise, if someone comes in,
I'll be so embarrassed."

Zhou Menglong smiled ambiguously: "Sister Shen, don't bite the hand that feeds you.
How can you go out like this? Before you even finish dealing with your business, everyone will have already seen everything.
Here, take this and hold it in front of your chest. That way, no one will discover your little secret." As
he spoke , Zhou Menglong picked up his briefcase and held it in front of Shen Mengdie's chest.

When Shen Mengdie realized her cleavage was exposed, the shy young woman panicked and
didn't even notice that her little secret would be discovered.
Only after Zhou Menglong spoke did she realize her mistake. She clutched her briefcase tightly to her chest,
covering her increasingly large bra through her shirt, and gave Zhou Menglong a grateful smile. (In her flustered
state , Shen Mengdie certainly didn't realize that if Zhou Menglong hadn't been peeping at her breasts,
he wouldn't have noticed her breast milk wetting her shirt.) Then, like a startled rabbit, Shen Mengdie
hurriedly ran out of the office.

Fourteen, Reception Office Director Shen Mengdie.

Luckily, there was no one in the corridor. Knowing she was in a special situation,
Shen Mengdie had kept a change of clothes in her office. She rushed to the office, slammed
the door shut, and leaned against it for a long time before finally snapping out of her daze. She subconsciously
looked down at her chest, and upon seeing it, two blushes rose on her delicate face,
and her heart pounded. Her shy and charming appearance was truly pitiful.

It turned out that in that short time, milk seeping from the tips of Shen Mengdie's breasts had
soaked her entire chest. Not only was the bra tightly encasing her full and perky breasts clearly
visible, but even the small protrusions at the tips of her breasts were faintly visible beneath the bra. Those
shy protrusions seemed to know that their owner was watching them, and they became increasingly prominent.

"Oh my god, what's going on? How could something so embarrassing happen to me?
This has happened before, but I've never had an erection or felt this itchy before.
Why is this happening today?" Shen Mengdie stared at her chest,
flustered, and asked herself this question, biting her sexy lips slightly.

"But it seems that Zhou Menglong is quite thoughtful.
He even reminded me in that situation to avoid making me look bad. Oh, right, how did he know my chest was wet?"

Gradually calming down, Shen Mengdie suddenly realized the key to the matter and was at a loss for words.
There was only one possibility that he would remind her: Zhou Menglong had just carefully examined
her chest.

The thought that she had been stared at for so long by a young man without her knowledge,
and that he had seen her embarrassing side, stirred a strange feeling in Shen Mengdie's heart.
On one hand , Shen Mengdie vaguely felt that Zhou Menglong's behavior was rather rude, while on the other hand,
the strange stimulation of being spied on was stimulating Shen Mengdie's heart, making her feel as if

a warm current was spreading from her pair of full and elastic

breasts , making her whole body feel a little itchy.

"My genitals are erect and itchy. Is it because subconsciously I sensed
Zhou Menglong peeking at my breasts, which aroused my excitement and caused this reaction?" Shen Mengdie
vaguely guessed the reason for the changes in her body, and her heart pounded. The thought of being spied on actually made
her feel even more excited, which made Shen Mengdie feel a little amused.
However, a strange feeling welled up in her heart, making her feel that a certain part of her body
was already a little wet.

"Sigh, since giving birth, my husband
hasn't touched me for more than four months. Including the months of pregnancy, I haven't been
touched . No wonder my body is so sensitive." Shaking her head slightly, as if trying
to expel the annoying feeling from the depths of her heart, Shen Mengdie walked into the office.

Because Shen Mengdie was the director of the reception office of the Heyang District Committee, the committee specially
arranged a private room for her to facilitate her work. Moreover, it even had an attached bathroom
. She picked up a water glass from the table, took a large gulp to calm herself, then took a cloth bag from her desk and went into
the bathroom.

Leaning on the sink, Shen Mengdie examined herself in the mirror. The mirror reflected
a a jade-like face, large, watery eyes that shimmered, thin lips,
and a delicate chin—all exuding the allure of a mature woman. Her full, almost bursting breasts,
tightly encased in her blouse, rose and fell with her breath, adding to her captivating charm.

The only flaw was that her blouse was now visibly damp, making her…
The pattern of her undergarments was clearly reflected in the mirror, which only added to Shen Mengdie's allure. Looking at the dampness on her chest, Shen Mengdie blushed slightly. She reached out and grasped her full breasts, giving
them a gentle squeeze.

Instantly
, the dampness widened. Seeing herself like this, a
vengeful glint appeared in Shen Mengdie's large, watery eyes. She gradually increased the pressure, causing her
full, elastic breasts, tightly encased in her blouse, to change
shape .

Watching her breasts shift, Shen Mengdie chuckled, "See if you can be honest, making
me look so foolish in front of others. See how I deal with you!" As the pressure increased,
the vengeful look in Shen Mengdie's eyes became more pronounced, but gradually, the vengeful glint
faded, replaced by an indescribable gaze.

As Shen Mengdie felt the pressure from her hands increasing, a tingling sensation
spread from her sensitive areas, making her whole body tingle.
The moisture from a certain part of her body had slowly soaked her undergarments. This inexplicable feeling
made every pore on her body feel happily open.

Feeling the changes in her body, Shen Mengdie couldn't take it anymore. In this state, she
weakly lowered her hands and picked up the cloth bag she had brought with her. Taking out its contents, she
shook it and found a bra and a pair of underwear. Pink was Shen Mengdie's favorite color, and the color of the underwear
in her hand was naturally that alluring pink.

Both outfits were lace-trimmed, but the short, revealing one was even more exaggerated, completely openwork all around, with only a small patch of fabric the size of a palm
in the middle . However, it was so sparse that it
was almost as open as the fabric itself. Wearing such an outfit, without exaggeration,
would make a woman's breasts appear fuller, but some hair would inevitably
peek out from the openwork. If Shen Mengdie wore such an outfit, combined with her near-
perfect figure and the alluring charm of a young woman, any man who saw her would surely have a nosebleed
.

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