Chapter 903: Chapter 903: Opening Ceremony

On the office desk, Liang Jiajia’s forehead was already glistening with sweat.

The originally pale, plump buttocks were now bruised crimson.

The relentless thrusts made her moan wildly, while Lin Fan’s gaze fixated on her full bosom. His gaze lingered on her fair arm yet was profoundly deep.

"County Magistrate Lin... you’re really impressive... so much better than that three-second guy... keep ravishing me..."

Amidst the sounds of pleasure, Liang Jiajia shouted boldly.

"You seem angry; is this revenge against him?"

Feeling the tightening of the slippery spot, Lin Fan smiled and asked.

"Of course... That old man took me when I was sixteen... All these years serving him like a beast, finally reaching the position of official wife, and yet he still throws fits over another woman... His usual philandering is one thing... But now he even wants Qin Yushu, truly insatiable!"

Liang Jiajia’s body twitched incessantly; the powerful thrusts were unattainable for Wang Cangdong, who was in his fifties.

"He doesn’t even consider his own worth; although Qin Yushu is promiscuous, she has always toyed only with young men. There’s no chance he could get close... That old man is truly greedy."

"Do you really think he genuinely wants Qin Yushu?"

Lin Fan turned Liang Jiajia over, laying her flat on the office desk, gripping her slender ankles, her legs were spread into a full split.

"Then... why?"

abyss, Liang Jiajia strained her neck, eyes dimly staring at

wants to

finally realized Wang Cangdong’s abrupt attempt to barge into the

"Exclude himself from what?"

was like a puppet responding to Lin Fan, the intense tingling sensation had long deprived her of her

intention to murder

Fan’s words caused Liang Jiajia to

wants to kill you...

killing doesn’t require

cavern, Lin

now, he hadn’t fully figured out the source of Wang Cangdong’s hatred towards him, it seemed this superfluous

Zhao Chuanchun regarded the hot-tempered Wang Cangdong as a smiling tiger. As long as he behaved genuinely, he wouldn’t deploy his fangs, but this time, he used anger

"Then... what to do..."

murder didn’t sit well with her, ultimately only about the

die,

abyss, the somewhat rough invasion made her moan loudly: "I... I don’t want you... dead... I still want... often... you... to

I won’t

aggressive thrusts with the Iron Pestle, Lin Fan finally unleashed himself,

don’t want

onto Lin Fan’s neck, whispering tenderly, with a

a thousand years. I’m the kind of

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