Xiang Beijing stood up and wanted to help his wife heat up the hot meal, but Zhao Meixia grabbed Xiang Beijing's hand, gave him a look, and said, "Okay, okay, it's already been so long now. You two are so angry that you two are full of breath. Can I still eat? Don't pretend to be attentive anymore. Smell your alcohol smell and go take a shower." Zhao Meixia said and waved her hand straight.

Seeing that his wife's face finally turned dark, Xiang Beijing was relieved. After busy this day, especially at the Standing Committee meeting in the afternoon, he had several cold sweats, and after drinking so much wine, he was indeed a little uncomfortable. Xiang Beijing nodded and said, "I'll help you clean up the food on the table first."

Zhao Meixia gave her husband a blank look and said, "Didn't you do something wrong? I have never seen you so diligent before. No matter how you eat, you just don't care about anything. How come you change your temper today?"

After hearing his wife's words, Xiang Beijing shook his head with a bitter smile, pretending to be angry: "What can I do wrong? I'm just..."

"Okay, okay, I don't believe you have the courage to do that. Go and take a shower, my master!" Zhao Meixia interrupted Xiang Beijing and pushed Xiang Beijing into the bathroom.

After closing the bathroom door, Zhao Meixia leaned on the bathroom door, reached out and pressed her chest, trying to suppress her excitement. It is said that rights are the best aphrodisiac for a man, and this principle also applies to women. For a woman, his own men's rights are also the best aphrodisiac. Zhao Meixia felt this way at this time. After calming down her ups and downs, Zhao Meixia quickly cleaned up the dining table.

Xiang Beijing hummed a little while calmly and put the hot water. After trying the temperature was almost the same, he took off all his clothes and threw them on the washing machine, and slowly lay down into the bathtub. His whole body was immersed in hot water. The pores on his body suddenly contracted and then slowly unfolded. How comfortable it made Xiang Beijing unable to help but let out a refreshing moan. However, after all, he had drunk a lot of wine. After a while, Xiang Beijing was about to fall asleep in a daze.

Just when he was sleeping, the bathroom door was opened. It seemed that when he heard the sound of the bathroom door being opened, Xiang Beijing woke up instantly, opened his eyes suddenly, and sat up from the bathtub. But when he saw that his wife was standing in front of the door, Xiang Beijing breathed a sigh of relief, looked at his wife up and down, chuckled, "Director Zhao, you are..."

Zhao Meixia could naturally hear the meaning of her husband's joke, and her face suddenly turned red. Even though she was an old couple, they were both more traditional. The relationship between husband and wife was limited to those adjustments after lying on the bed and turning off the lights. The two had never tried the method of adjusting love between husband and wife before. Zhao Meixia said shyly: "Mr. Xiang, don't you mind giving me half of the bathtub, right? Let me rub your back for you." As she said that, Zhao Meixia immediately began to take off her clothes.

"Oh, wife, why are you so in such a good mood today? You're still taking a bath together?" Xiang Beijing didn't expect that his wife, who has always been traditional, would make such a slightly outrageous move, which surprised him a little.

Zhao Meixia bent down and gently pinched Xiang Beijing's nose, her eyes filled with rare praise, and she said excitedly: "It's rare that my wife is happy today, so I'll come to comfort her husband." After that, Zhao Meixia took off the last line of defense on her body and showed her graceful body in front of Xiang Beijing.

Zhao Meixia is three years younger than Xiang Beijing. Moreover, Zhao Meixia has always been pampering and pays great attention to maintenance on weekdays. Therefore, although her son Xiang Mingzhe is already eighteen years old, youth seems to have been attached to her. Time has only left a few traces on her forehead. Her beautiful face is still beautiful and rosy. Although her tall and slim figure has gained a little weight in recent years, the plump and huge chest that she wants to show was only a little stretch marks and slightly prominent fat on her lower abdomen have affected the overall perfection. With such a capable and beautiful wife, what else does the husband want to ask for? Xiang Beijing couldn't help but sigh with satisfaction. Zhao Meixia looked at her husband with admiration and desire, and she was quite content with such an attractive husband at her age. She was not worth mentioning the hardships she suffered in order to maintain her figure.

Zhao Meixia held her hand in front of Xiang Beijing and shook it coquettishly, saying coquettishly: "Silly, what are you looking at? Have you not seen enough in twenty years? I've been covered in fat, what else is there to look good? Why don't you turn around quickly, I'll give you a frustrated back."

Xiang Beijing sighed with satisfaction, grabbed his wife's hand, slowly pulled her into the bathtub, reached out to hug her, and slowly rubbed her chest with both hands, pressed her jaw against her shoulder, and said gently: "Your figure is still as graceful as twenty years ago, and I can't see enough in my life!"

The husband's words of affection and his physiological reaction made Zhao Meixia weak, her face flushed, and her eyes were blurred. She then leaned her head on Xiang Beijing's shoulder and said sweetly: "Don't worry, husband, let me wash it first."

"Hehe..., let my husband help you wash!" Xiang Beijing said with his big hands wandering around Zhao Meixia's soft and plump body, and from time to time staying in Zhao Meixia's more sensitive places, teasing her.

Zhao Meixia felt that a trace of liquid had already emerged from her lower body. The itchy feeling made her body tremble. She turned around and hugged Xiang Beijing's neck hard, bit Xiang Beijing's ear, and then she bent down to Xiang Beijing's ear and said sweetly: "Honey, give it to me."

Xiang Beijing chuckled, patted Zhao Meixia's back, and gently hugged his wife's waist with both hands. Zhao Meixia naturally understood what he meant, understood and stood up with her back to Xiang Beijing, holding both sides of the bathtub with her back, then looked back at Xiang Beijing, stretched her voice and moaned "Husband--" Xiang Beijing, like a soldier who heard the charge, tightly clinged to his wife's waist, aimed at the target, and took the position, and used force to penetrate Zhao Meixia's body.

Passion was like a volcano erupting, and the bathroom was filled with breathing, from shallow to deep, from long to short. After Zhao Meixia's last long and delicate chant and Xiang Beijing's satisfied "uh--" sound, everything returned to calm.

Zhao Meixia comfortably rested her head on Xiang Beijing's arm and said with satisfaction: "Honey, today I'm performing well."

Xiang Beijing smiled silently and said, "People are in good spirits when they are happy, and the ancients are really not bullying me. Although I was the county magistrate before, there was Yang Xuejun's suppression and Lu Siming's restraint. There was always a feeling of being unable to stretch my hands and feet. Fortunately, Secretary Lin made strong efforts in the city. Today, the Standing Committee not only achieved my goal, but also made Yang Xuejun lower his head. Lu Siming suffered a loss. Even Qin Xuewen expressed his surrender to me. If Yin Kun also surrendered to me according to Xiao Shen's analysis, and then he fought for Ban Quanzhi, his life would probably be much better in the future."

"Yin Kun will surrender to you. He wants to be in danger of self-restraint. So what if he surrenders to you?" Zhao Meixia asked in confusion.

Xiang Beijing secretly complained to his wife in his heart, "Hair is long and short," but today he was so happy that he naturally told his wife about Yin Kun's situation, which surprised Zhao Meixia. She couldn't imagine that things could be operated like this.

"All these are Xiao Shen's ideas?" Zhao Meixia said in surprise, "I used to see him being a very honest child, but I didn't expect that since the accident started, it was like a different person. It was really strange to think about it."

"What's so strange about this? Jin Lin is not a thing in the pond. When I encounter a dragon of changes in the wind and clouds, I have long seen that Xiao Shen is not a thing in the pond. At this point, you have to admire my husband for his ability to know people." Xiang Beijing said proudly.

"You are so beautiful!" Zhao Meixia smiled and said, "You are so wise to know people. I'm embarrassed to say to you. **Didn't that ungrateful thing be promoted by you?"

After being touched by Zhao Meixia, Xiang Beijing felt a little embarrassed. He reached out and slapped his wife's fat buttocks, and said viciously: "Don't you have to pick up any pot without opening it. It seems that I still want to teach you a lesson so that you can have a better memory."

Zhao Meixia smiled foolishly, glanced at her husband, and said, "Are you okay?"

"Let you know how powerful your husband is." As he said that, Xiang Beijing turned around and pressed on Zhao Meixia.

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Although Xiang Beijing felt a little uncomfortable after getting up the next day, he sighed that the years were unforgiving, and looked at his wife's satisfied face, and he still felt refreshed. However, his careful wife still saw something wrong and was teased by Zhao Meixia.

After a simple breakfast, Xiang Beijing went downstairs with his wife. Sun Ke and the driver Xiang Kui had been waiting downstairs for a long time. They first sent Zhao Meixia to the county cultural bureau, and then the car turned back to the county party committee.

The car parked downstairs of the county government's office building. Xiang Beijing and Sun Ke went upstairs one by one. While going upstairs, Xiang Beijing was instructing Sun Ke to make some specific work arrangements today so that he could prepare in advance.

But just turned into the corridor where Xiang Beijing’s office was located, Xiang Beijing and Sun Ke saw Yin Kun standing at the door of Xiang Beijing’s office at the same time.

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