Everyone has their own secrets, and Chen Jiangming is no exception.

Every day gradually dimmed, and Chen Jiangming's office was a little dim. He did not turn on the lights, and he looked gloomy on the black leather chair. The cigarette in his hand was smoking, and the smell of smoke filled the entire office. The ashtray on his desk was already full of cigarette butts.

A middle-aged man sitting on the sofa opposite was not very good-looking. He secretly glanced at Chen Jiangming and whispered: "Mayor Chen, things happened too quickly, and we didn't have time to report to you. Old Chen from the Discipline Inspection Bureau took Director Huo away, and he had not received any news before. It seems that Mayor Zhang has made up his mind this time and wants to praise us."

It was okay if he didn't listen to Wei Daguo's words. At this time, Chen Jiangming became angry and suddenly stood up. He was so angry that he threw the ashtray to the ground, making a bang. Wei Daguo's body trembled in fear, his face turned pale in an instant. He quickly closed his mouth, but his heart was secretly complaining.

"You said you are the director of the Discipline Inspection Bureau. The deputy of your bureau is lowering your eyelids and took Huo Yanting away. You didn't even know a sound. You said what's the use of being the director? It's better to quit and go home to farm."

Wei Daguo's face changed in fear. He quickly stood up and said with a sad face: "Mayor Chen, I'm sorry, it was my work mistake. You also knew it last night. I followed your instructions to drink with a few young masters from the province. Who knew that those dogs had a good alcohol tolerance? I was so drunk last night that I was so drunk that I didn't know about this matter until I woke up this afternoon. It was really...ah."

"And...and even if I'm not drunk, Mayor Zhang is determined to touch him, I can't stop him."

Chen Jiangming calmed down a little, picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know you yet. When you see wine, it's the same as you haven't drunk for 800 years. How many times have I told you that you have changed your bad habit of alcoholism, but you just don't listen. Is there something wrong? If you didn't die yesterday, we can still prepare in advance after receiving the news. Now things are so passive, how can you solve it?"

Wei Daguo also regretted the drunken incident yesterday for a long time. He slapped himself hard in front of Chen Jiangming and swore: "Mayor Chen, I will never drink from now on. I am so passive that I am so passive. I will go and interrogate the woman who reported it to see if I can ask anything from her." As he said that, Wei Daguo took a step and was about to go out.

Chen Jiangming was so angry that he wanted to kill him with an ashtray. He roared in a low voice, "Get back."

"What's going on with you? The more critical the moment you reach, the more you need to keep calm. Now the secretary and the mayor are watching this matter closely. When you interrogate that woman, isn't it okay to be troubled? Besides, she may just be a chess piece of Mayor Zhang. What can you know and be put into useless kung fu."

After Chen Jiangming said this, he said hatefully, "Huo Yanting is also a fucking waste. I have told him how many times, don't know how to play with women at any time. He is an old pervert just disobeys. Now, he fell on the woman's belly. This matter is clearly the woman Zhang Aimin found to approach Huo Yanting and then want to start from Huo Yanting and implicate me in. This is a good method with the surname Zhang."

After hearing what Chen Jiangming said, Wei Daguo understood the key point, so he asked carefully: "Mayor Chen, what should we do now?"

Chen Jiangming walked to the window, looked outside and thought for a while, and said in a low voice: "He, Zhang Aimin, is not afraid of Jiang Ping's insecurity. What else do I fear? You can stabilize Huo Yanting and tell him not to bite people randomly. If he can save him from outside, I will find a way. If it doesn't work, let him take all the blame. I will arrange it for his family. The money he embezzled is enough to sentence the death penalty, and the same is true if you add a few."

"Hey, that's all I can do. Mayor Chen, I'll do it now."

After Wei Daguo left, the room became quiet. Chen Jiangming sat back on his chair and played with the teacup. He smiled gloomyly and said to himself: "Do you think you, Zhang Aimin, are so honest, let's take a look."

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No matter how big the matter happened in Jiangping’s political arena, it would not affect Yao Ze, the unknown young man, who was surging and excited.

After scenting his body, he couldn't wait to put on a bath towel and walked towards Room 101.

At this time, Song Chuchu had already put up a massage table, and sat on the massage table with her legs together and straightened up. She was thinking about something. Seeing Yao Ze coming in naked, she felt a little hot. She stood up immediately and smiled unnaturally, saying, "It's done."

"Yeah, that's OK."

Song Chuchu was dressed very intellectually today, full of the charm of a mature beauty. Her black hair was casually scattered behind her shoulders. The top was a gray-white chiffon shirt. The black bra inside was faintly visible under the cover of this thin shirt, which was touching. She was an off-white denim skirt with the hem of the skirt close to her knees, and her calves were as smooth as lotus roots. The black high heels covered half of her slender feet, but could not block the delicate and snow-white instep. The whole image looked simple and generous, mature and beautiful.

Song Chuchu made way for Yao Ze, then pointed to the massage table and said, "Lying up, I'll apply some essential oil on your back."

Yao Zeen was all over, lay on his side, feeling a little nervous.

Song Chuchu picked up a bottle of essential oil from a small bamboo basket, squeezed a few drops, and dripped it on Yao Ze's back. Then, a pair of white and tender palms gently spread the essential oil on Yao Ze's back. When Song Chuchu's hand touched Yao Ze's back, she obviously felt Yao Ze's back jumping tightly, as if she was too nervous.

Song Chuchu smiled gently and said in a low voice: "Relax your body, don't tighten your nerves, and distract your attention." Yao Ze said oh, thinking about other things as Song Chuchu said, and then Song Chuchu began to wander on Yao Ze's back, and his palms slowly pushed from his waist to the back of his neck. A pair of cold little hands were like millions of ants, stimulating Yao Ze's heart. She skillfully pressed and kneaded Yao Ze's stamina. A stimulus that could not be concealed broke through Yao Ze's heart and rushed towards Yao Ze's mind. He couldn't help but moan comfortably. Song Chuchu smiled sly and said softly: "How about it, my skills are not bad! Are you more comfortable?"

Yao Ze closed his eyes, breathing a little heavy, and subconsciously said: "Well, Sister Chuchu, your skills are great, you feel so comfortable."

Listening to such ambiguous words, Song Chuchu was embarrassed to blame, and she felt her face was so hot that her exposed words made her heart a little nervous. Her slender and beautiful hands pressed on Yao Ze, and she felt a little trembling.

Feeling the strangeness behind her, Yao Ze squinted his eyes slightly. Seeing Song Chuchu's face flushed and frowned, he guessed that his words just now must have made her think wrongly, so he deliberately made something: "Sister Chuchu, you're going back so late, Uncle Chen is not in a hurry, right?"

"Ah?" Song Chuchu was a little nervous just now and her attention was distracted. When she heard Yao Ze's words, she subconsciously whispered, and said with an awkward smile: "He usually comes back late at night. I don't know what he is busy with every day?"

Yao Ze felt the tenderness of Song Chuchu's fingertips, closed his eyes again, and breathed rapidly, saying: "Mayor Shen has a high position and a high authority, and it is reasonable to be busy with official duties. Unlike us little clerks, we have nothing to do in the world."

Song Chuchu smiled and joked, "Then you can become the mayor, and then my sister will be very powerful when she gets you."

Yao Ze turned his head and looked at Song Chuchu and said, "Sister Chuchu, are you mocking me, right? You mayor's wife still need me to show off your might."

Song Chuchu's eyes were a little dim, she spoke quietly and said, "You Uncle Chen rarely takes me out to see people."

There is no need to say this sentence thoroughly, you can guess a lot of things.

After hearing Song Chuchu's words, Yao Ze frowned slightly and sighed in his heart. Such a young and beautiful woman was indeed a waste of resources when she followed Chen Jiangming. He began to feel pity for Song Chuchu. He thought that Song Chuchu should have a good life with Chen Jiangming, but he didn't expect it to be like this. Chen Jiangming was too much. How could he just feel about his wife!!!

Seeing that Yao Ze stopped talking, Song Chuchu smiled bitterly and said, "I will turn my body over and I will wipe it on your stomach."

At the beginning, Yao Ze was flirted with Song Chuchu's little hand, but after some conversation, Yao Ze shrank again, which avoided the embarrassment after he turned over.

After Yao Ze turned over, Song Chuchu bowed to apply oil to his stomach. Yao Ze slightly raised his head and saw the spring light inside Song Chuchu's shirt. Her white and smooth skin and deep and boundless breasts and grooves attracted Yao Ze's eyes like a spell. Unconsciously, Song Chuchu's hand had already passed through Yao Ze's lower abdomen and gently pressed Yao Ze's thighs covered by bath towels and thighs. On the inside, I have to say that Song Chuchu's hand was very good. She could master a certain degree of heat so that Yao Ze was comfortable without touching his penalty area, but just pressed and wandered around the penalty area.

Yao Ze looked at the beautiful "landscape" inside Song Chuchu's clothes and felt the stimulation brought by Song Chuchu's hands. His breathing became rapid. His hands were tightly held together, suppressing his inner desire. When Song Chuchu's hand gently touched the inner side of Yao Ze's thigh again, this desire erupted endlessly.

Yao Ze suddenly stood up as if he was possessed by the demon, and hugged Song Chuchu tightly in his arms, lowering his head to kiss Song Chuchu's sexy lips. Song Chuchu was startled by Yao Ze's sudden attack. After screaming, he pursed his lips tightly, shook his head left and right to avoid Yao Ze's attack. Yao Ze failed to attack Song Chuchu's mouth and kissed Song Chuchu's white and tender neck directly.

Song Chuchu felt the heat of Yao Ze's lips and breath, and a numbness hit her heart. Her body slowly became hotter and became more and more crazy as Yao Ze kissed her. Song Chuchu's breathing became rapid and her body softened without listening to her fingers. She frowned and looked up at the strange stimulation with both hands. She grabbed Yao Ze's hair with both hands, raised her neck kissed by Yao Ze, and a intermittent colourful voice from her throat came, "Yao...Yao Ze, hurry up...ah, stop quickly."

This charming sound was like aphrodisiac to Yao Ze, which even more stimulated Yao Ze. His thick hands directly moved from Song Chuchu's slender waist to two jades. Above the peak, Song Chuchu's straight chest was pinched in Yao Ze's hands, and his elasticity was obviously full.
Chapter completed!