The pinnacle of power: starting with having sex with a female leader-Chapter 21 - 00: Mayor Cheng, what are you looking at?

Chapter 21: Chapter 0021: Mayor Cheng, what are you looking at?

Cheng Yuan’s head was pounding!

Was the pretty widow this fierce after letting loose completely?

He really couldn’t handle it!

"Sister, stop it, Secretary Ma, Director Huang, and Secretary Wu are still here!"

Ma Cuilian had also drunk quite a bit and was a bit tipsy, she coquettishly glanced at Cheng Yuan.

"I know exactly what kind of drinkers Secretary Ma, Director Huang, and Secretary Wu are; they’re drunk as dead pigs, don’t worry about it!"

With that, Ma Cuilian unzipped Cheng Yuan’s zipper.

Cheng Yuan instinctively wanted to stop her, but his defenses were too weak, easily breached by Ma Cuilian!

Ma Cuilian swallowed with a delighted face.

Cheng Yuan was about to go insane!

He couldn’t describe his feelings at the moment!

It was both thrilling and nerve-wracking!

It was incredibly stimulating!

Cheng Yuan enjoyed it while instinctively glancing at the three men, fearing someone would suddenly wake up.

Luckily, the snoring noises of the three were earth-shattering, showing no signs of waking up.

Under such intense stimulation, Cheng Yuan was in an astonishingly good state!

Cheng Yuan forcefully lifted Pan Cuilian and placed her on the dining table.

He stepped forward dominantly, closing in on Pan Cuilian.

Pan Cuilian suddenly became nervous, was A Yuan’s state too astonishing?

He was much more formidable than the last time!

Could she withstand it?

Would she be able to go home afterward?

Pan Cuilian pretended to be calm, looking at Cheng Yuan with provocative eyes, yet her slightly trembling eyelashes betrayed her nervousness.

Cheng Yuan certainly wasn’t backing down, he grasped Pan Cuilian’s knees firmly, ready to mount!

Thud thud thud.

There was a rhythmic knocking at the door of the private room.

"Leaders, may I come in?"

Cheng Yuan and Pan Cuilian jumped in shock, separating as if electrocuted!

Pan Cuilian agilely hopped off the table and smoothed her skirt.

Cheng Yuan zipped up.

"Come in."

A waiter pushed the door open, glancing at Cheng Yuan with a pleasing look.

"Mayor Cheng, Director Zhang had tabbed the bill and asked me to tidy up the private room. How should I handle these three leaders? Do they need separate rooms?"

Cheng Yuan slightly stooped, trying to muster an authoritative demeanor.

"Book three rooms, and put it on the town government’s account."

"Yes, Mayor Cheng, then I’ll find a few colleagues to escort the three leaders to their rooms for rest."

"Hmm."

Soon, the waiter summoned several colleagues via intercom.

They clumsily helped the three drunk men up.

Huang Dong and Wu Zhanjun were still deep in sleep, but Ma Guorong opened his bleary eyes and murkily said, "What, what’s happening? Go away! Don’t disturb my sleep!"

Cheng Yuan hurried over, softly saying, "Secretary, the waiter is just helping you to your room to sleep."

Ma Guorong groggily turned to Cheng Yuan, and after a few seconds, he recognized him.

Normally, Ma Guorong wouldn’t resist booking a room.

But with Cheng Yuan there, Ma Guorong felt inexplicably guilty.

"I, I won’t stay at the hotel, Xiao Cheng, you, you take me home."

Cheng Yuan was really troubled; truthfully, he did not want to take Ma Guorong home at all.

But since Ma Guorong had made the request, he couldn’t refuse.

Cheng Yuan could only look apologetically at Pan Cuilian.

"Sister Pan, please take care of the director and Secretary Wu while I take the secretary home."

Pan Cuilian was slightly disappointed; it seemed there was no play for tonight.

Pan Cuilian was very understanding and did not cling.

"Alright, Mayor Cheng, make sure to take good care of the secretary."

Normally, Cheng Yuan would have had Ma Guorong’s driver take him home, but Ma Guorong had given his driver the day off, asking him to come the next day.

Unable to contact Ma Guorong’s driver, Cheng Yuan had to call a car from the hotel.

Fifteen minutes later, Cheng Yuan arrived at Ma Guorong’s home.

Ma Guorong lived in the only wealthy community in Lingshan Town.

This place was originally the Supply and Marketing Cooperative’s family compound.

After the Supply and Marketing Cooperative closed down, it was transformed into a high-end community, filled entirely with three-story western-style houses.

Cheng Yuan had been to Ma Guorong’s house to report on work before, knowing the place well, he quickly helped Ma Guorong to the doorstep.

Ding-dong.

Cheng Yuan pressed the doorbell.

"Who is it?"

A slightly cool, clear voice rang through the intercom, as crisp as that of an oriole.

Images of a lovely face uncontrollably surged in Cheng Yuan’s mind!

Ma Guorong’s second wife, Shao Meng, was twenty years younger than him, not yet thirty, and a music teacher at Lingshan Middle School.

She was known as the beauty of Lingshan Middle School, the object of many men’s fantasies!

When Shao Meng married the twice-married Ma Guorong, countless lamented.

Such a beautiful bloom, why should it lay on cow dung!

"Sister-in-law, hello, I’m Cheng Yuan. The secretary is drunk, and I’ve brought him home. Please open the door."

The voice from the other side immediately became more lively.

"Mayor Cheng is here! Wait a moment, I’m coming to open the door now!"

Soon, hurried footsteps came from inside.

Creak, the door opened.

Cheng Yuan instinctively glanced over, momentarily stunned!

Shao Meng wrapped in a bathrobe, apparently just out of the shower, her hair still wet and clinging to her face, those enchanting big eyes flickering enticingly!

Because she had rushed, Shao Meng was breathing a bit heavily, her chest heaving dramatically.

The bathrobe was stretched high, revealing deep cleavage.

Cheng Yuan couldn’t help but swallow repeatedly, cursing inwardly.

Had Ma Guorong struck gold with his ancestors?

How did he manage to land such a prime beauty?

Noticing Cheng Yuan sneaking peeks, Shao Meng didn’t get angry but intentionally pushed out her chest, coquettishly asking, "Mayor Cheng, what are you looking at?"