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Chapter 90: Resisting temptation is tiring

A soft little hand gently rubbed Zhao Jianhui's back, softly and without any force. It was said that he was scrubbing the guest, but it was better to say that it was teasing. However, this feeling is very enjoyable.

Suddenly, he felt two fleshy things touching his back. Zhao Jianhui shook his head and closed his eyes, without turning his head at all, and asked in a low voice.

"You...you know it's me..." Behind him, a woman's voice said in a low voice with a hint of trembling. Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Can others come in at will?"

The woman behind him sighed again: "Ah, I don't blame you for being the leader, you are just smart." Zhao Jianhui slowly turned around and put on a blue round-neck vest, and Yang Shanshan in blue shorts sat On the wide edge of the pool, there are towering mountains, snow-white arms, and jade-like slender legs that make people's eyes hurt.

Seeing Zhao Jianhui turn around, Yang Shanshan's eyes dodge for a moment, and then she bravely lifted it up again. The water in the pool was very clear, so clear that she could clearly see the pattern of the tiles at the bottom of the pool through the spring water. Zhao Jianhui was lying half naked in the water. From Yang Shanshan's perspective, it was easy to see certain parts of his body clearly.

Zhao Jianhui did not dodge, but met her eyes. Finally, Yang Shanshan's face turned red and she turned away. Zhao Jianhui then sneered, climbed out of the pool, wrapped a towel around his lower body, and asked in a deep voice, "Did Shen Zhongxing ask you to come?"

Yang Shanshan's shoulders shook suddenly, but she was still not frightened by his stern tone. However, Yang Shanshan's face turned a little redder. She lowered her head as if thinking for a moment, then nodded and said, "That's right, and that's not the case. He is. I said that I would do my best to serve you. However, I entered your room voluntarily." Perhaps because of her nervousness, Yang Shanshan's voice was slightly hoarse, but it was more pleasant.

Zhao Jianhui was stunned for a moment, knowing that what she said was actually true. If Shen Zhongxing dared to cause trouble for him, then he would be looking for trouble himself. Looking at Yang Shanshan silently, Zhao Jianhui turned around and walked to the bed outside to lie down. Yang Shanshan followed him out with a red face, standing in front of the bed with her toes on the ground, not knowing whether she should continue to do what she wanted to do or quietly. and walk away.

"What's wrong? Since you dare to walk in, your massage skills are pretty good, right? Then come and apply some oil and let me see your formal techniques."

"Oh..." Yang Shanshan agreed in a low voice. She took out a few bottles of massage oil from the washbasin on the shelf next to the bed and placed them on the bedside table. She also took out a white towel and covered Zhao Jianhui's waist and abdomen. Zhao Jianhui knew that this was the procedure in general massage parlors. After all, it was a heterosexual massage. As long as it was a normal man, he would inevitably erect during the massage. The purpose of covering that area was to avoid being raped during the massage. Masseur saw causing embarrassment.

However, this girl could see everything clearly just now, so it is just unnecessary to cover it now.

However, after taking a closer look, I saw that her beautiful face was bright red, and there was a faint hint of shyness in the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, and I smiled secretly in my heart until I said nothing.

However, her massage uniform is very attractive. She is dressed in bright blue, and her short-sleeved vest is tightly tied, revealing the huge curves of her chest. Under her blue shorts, she has a pair of snow-white round long crotch skirts. The legs are completely exposed, and paired with a pair of red high-heeled sandals with extremely high curvature and extremely inconsistent thick soles, Yang Shanshan's whole body is full of youthful charm.

Zhao Jianhui looked at her for a few times, stretched, and slowly closed his eyes. Yang Shanshan applied massage oil to her hands and began to sit on the edge of the bed to massage Zhao Jianhui's arm. She gave a surprised squeak after just two squeezes. Zhao Jianhui opened his eyes and asked, "What's wrong? I have a thorn on my body?"

Regarding Zhao Jianhui's extremely ambiguous words, Yang Shanshan couldn't help but lower her head even more, and said in a low voice: "No, your body is really good. You can't tell without touching it. Why are the muscles on your arms so hard?" of……"

If Zhao Jianhui's words just now involve such ambiguities, Yang Shanshan's words can be regarded as naked temptation. Zhao Jianhui coughed, snorted heavily, and then closed his eyes again.

Zhao Jianhui enjoyed the smooth and soft hands kneading his arms. It was obvious that Yang Shanshan really had no practical experience, and her techniques were a bit unfamiliar and inferior to those of good masseurs. But after all, It’s been a long time since I’ve experienced it, so I happily closed my eyes and enjoyed it.

He didn't know that just when he closed his eyes, a look of pride flashed across Yang Shanshan's face, she stuck out her tongue coquettishly, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After about half an hour of massage, Yang Shanshan's voice sounded again: "Please...please turn your back,..." As she said that, she heard the sound of shoes falling to the ground. Yang Shanshan had already taken off her high heels and put on them. Bed, ready to start a back massage.

When Yang Shanshan put a pair of soft and slippery little hands into the towel covering Zhao Jianhui's waist and grabbed Zhao Jianhui's buttocks hard, Zhao Jianhui almost screamed in comfort. Especially during Yang Shanshan's massage, her long nails scratched lightly from time to time, which made Zhao Jianhui feel itchy. Just when the itching reached the extreme, her small snake-like hands would suddenly grab it and knead it hard, and then What comes is the feeling of complete relaxation, comfort and transparency.

"Ah, why are your whole body covered with muscles? Were you an athlete before?" Yang Shanshan couldn't help but be surprised when she massaged Zhao Jianhui's waist.

Zhao Jianhui closed his eyes and enjoyed it, making a few sounds from his nose as a response to her curiosity.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Shanshan spread her legs and suddenly sat on Zhao Jianhui's body. She vigorously massaged Zhao Jianhui's shoulders with her hands. Her round, soft and elastic buttocks were completely pressed against Zhao Jianhui's buttocks. As her hands moved, her buttocks lifted. He also rubbed Zhao Jianhui's butt intimately.

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but snorted and made a few pleasant nasal noises.

At this time, the proud look on Yang Shanshan's face became even stronger. Zhao Jianhui responded with a nasal voice a few more times, but to Yang Shanshan's great disappointment, the high-ranking official under him never reached out to wipe his body, or simply pulled her to the bed like he imagined... …

After massaging his back, when Zhao Jianhui turned around, Yang Shanshan saw Zhao Jianhui's stretched-out area and couldn't help but tilted her face and smiled secretly: "I thought I was really unattractive. It turns out that this person is very restrained. "In fact, she knew that Zhao Jianhui was really restrained in other matters, but this time she knew that Han was really working hard.

There was no way, Shen Zhongxing was not one of our own, so he couldn't leave any pigtails for others. Besides, Zhao Jianhui had no intention of using Shen Zhongxing from the bottom of his heart. Otherwise, why would he have simply mentioned it to Hu Linlin at the Standing Committee, and immediately expressed his approval after Zhu Jianguo expressed his objection? Woolen cloth?

I'm afraid that as soon as the meeting ends, Shen Zhongxing will receive the news: "Secretary Zhao is still very optimistic about you. It's just that Mayor Zhu doesn't agree with you to move to the next level."

Speaking of which, Zhao Jianhui did not feel any disgust towards Yang Shanshan. He had already figured it out just now. It was just that Shen Zhongxing wanted to be the secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee, and he secretly expressed something to his sister-in-law. And Yang Shanshan's business relied on the ability of Shen Zhongxing, his brother-in-law, who could help him move up the ladder. She might also wholeheartedly agree.

From her worried expression, Zhao Jianhui could feel that Yang Shanshan might still be an untouched virgin, but she had definitely learned authentic massage, but she had never practiced it, and her techniques were very unfamiliar. The more this happens, the more you can see that this girl is actually very innocent.

The reason why she had the courage to walk into this room cannot be blamed on Yang Shanshan's shamelessness, but on this helpless social reality. Isn't there a classic saying circulating in today's officialdom? If a man wants to be an official, he must raise money and advance, and if a woman wants to advance, she must be promoted in the future. Although this statement is a bit extreme, it also explains some strange phenomena in the officialdom. It is really not something that can be reversed by the power of one person alone.

Massaging Zhao Jianhui's legs that were not thick but full of strength, Yang Shanshan smiled softly and said: "You are my first customer. I also learned this when I was training with a masseur in Shanghai, but I practice My clients are all the female masseurs in the store, I...I have never used a man to practice..."

In response to this very simple hint, Zhao Jianhui could only hum a little, closed his eyes and said: "Your technique is not bad. It was a bit unfamiliar at the beginning, but now you are much more proficient."

While he was talking, Yang Shanshan's hands gradually moved up and slowly massaged Zhao Jianhui's more sensitive inner thighs. They were gently tickled by those soft little hands and kneaded vigorously. What was even more exciting was that Yang Shanshan forced Zhao Jianhui's legs apart. , kneeling between Zhao Jianhui's legs. The posture was so ambiguous, especially since Zhao Jianhui's legs were sandwiched between her delicate and silky legs, which were a bit cold, a bit silky, and a little bit soft. Feeling bouncy.

Zhao Jianhui's throat was slightly dry, and he could feel his lower body rising more and more. Zhao Jianhui clenched and unclenched his fists, then clenched them again. He did not expect that a massage would bring such a big impact to him.

However, Zhao Jianhui really had no intention of further in-depth contact with her, let alone any in-depth exchange of massage experiences.

So, after Yang Shanshan pressed hard for more than a dozen times, before her hands suddenly left her hands and fell again, Zhao Jianhui hummed and said lightly: "Very good, that's it."

"Ah...you...but...I haven't finished massaging you yet." Yang Shanshan said a little reluctantly.

Zhao Jianhui smiled faintly and said: "Oh, I thought it was over. It's nothing. Just think that you have finished the massage. I will sleep for a while. You are tired too, so go out and rest first."

"Oh...then...then you lie down for a while, I'm leaving..." Yang Shanshan said, slowly packing up the massage cream and other things, then turned and left.

Watching Yang Shanshan go out unwillingly, Zhao Jianhui let out a long breath, slowly loosened his tightly clenched hands, shook his head tiredly, and lazily smiled bitterly while lying on the bed. He thought to himself, I am so strong and don't have any thoughts, why does it seem to be more tiring than others giving me a massage?

Fortunately, I resisted the temptation today, which seems to be a big breakthrough.