"Volodya, I heard that you got rid of Brezhnev?"

Manturov lay on the bed, admiring Katya's wonderful body with the artist's gaze, "How do you know?" ”

Katia's appearance is undoubtedly a visual treat, and she has just finished taking a shower, and her whole body exudes an alluring fragrance. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The smell of roses (shower gel) came to his nose, and Manturov immersed himself in this breath, enjoying the olfactory feast.

"It doesn't matter how I know, and it's not up to you." Katia's sharp remarks brought an auditory impact to the graceful atmosphere in the bedroom, adding a mysterious color to the graceful atmosphere in the bedroom.

Katia's recent news seems to be becoming more and more well-informed, her network of contacts has begun to expand, and her control over the Moscow city party committee has become stronger.

Katia, who used to be willful and gentle, now seems to have become strong and cold, and her whole body is a strong woman's temperament, no longer the willful "girl".

"Comrade Voroshilova, what do you mean by that?" Manturov had never tried to speak to Katia like this, and his tone was full of suspicion, and his dark brown eyes had a look of distrust.

"Volodya, what's wrong with you?" Katia had never seen Manturov look at her like this, and since they got married in 1938, they have maintained a high level of trust between them, and they will talk to each other about anything and what they think, without reservation.

But now, Manturov always felt that Katia was hiding something from him. He didn't know how much detail there was behind this woman, and what else did this woman know? What exactly can't be said?

"I'll tell you the truth." Katia noticed something strange in the man's eyes and grasped the man's thoughts. What she is best at is figuring out a man's mind, she only needs to look at the other person's face, and combined with her established understanding of that person, she can quickly guess what the other party is thinking. "It was Comrade Shcherbakov who told me."

"Shcherbakov?" Manturov frowned, looking very anxious. But when he inadvertently saw the seductive deep groove under the collar of his nightdress, a natural desire suddenly sprouted in his brain.

"What happened to Shcherbakov? He, like you, is a member of the Organization Bureau of the Central Committee, and when the Organization Bureau meets today to decide where Brezhnev is going, weren't you both present? ”

Hearing Katia's voice, Manturov came to his senses. "Yes, but can Comrade Shcherbakov casually tell anyone else about these things?"

"What's wrong? Can't I even know that my husband has been promoted? ”

"Of course you know, my dear," Manturov looked at Katya's beautiful face and smelled the faint scent of her body, "but I'm afraid that Shcherbakov guessed the reason behind the reorganization of military discipline, and then told you that Brezhnev was deliberately rectified by me." ”

"Don't worry, Comrade Shcherbakov only told me about your promotion to deputy chairman of the Central Supervisory Commission and the rectification of military discipline. He also praised you for your behavior in rectifying military discipline, and said that your method of dealing with the cadres involved was very reasonable, and asked me to learn more from you.

As for the reason for Brezhnev's rectification, needless to say, I have guessed it, and I am right to say that it sounds good is to rectify military discipline, and to say that it is difficult to say that it is to change history and prevent Brezhnev from becoming the future general secretary? ”

"You guessed it right," Manturov sighed, exhaling the black breath that was pressing down in his heart, "If you have the ability to get rid of him, I think you will definitely find a way to get rid of him, just like me." Although I didn't let him disappear into the world this time, at least I demoted him to the grassroots level, transferred him to Siberia, and became an ordinary government cadre.

Even if he has the opportunity to rise again, in terms of his ability, he can only be the secretary of the city party committee at most, and even if he is made the secretary of the state party committee, I am afraid it will be difficult to achieve the position of general secretary.

Now no one else except you should know the purpose of my doing, after all, I have never been in contact with Brezhnev, and no one around me has had a holiday with him, even if the Ministry of Internal Affairs wants to investigate me, I am afraid that it will not find anything, and there will be no fault at all, and the truth of this case will always be hidden in the minds of the two of us, and no one else will ever know. ”

"Aren't you afraid of me telling you?" Katia's words were purely teasing, but they made Manturov shudder. Although the relationship between him and Katia has been unbreakable until now, in a few years, decades, maybe Katia will step down her husband like Catherine the Great.

In the past, Katya, Manturov would not worry about such a problem at all, but now Katia, who has become a Soviet official, has experienced the taste of power, and if her desire for power swells to the point where she can give up everything for power, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Fortunately, until now, Katya has not had such a tendency for the time being, she still loves her Volodya deeply, and is willing to give everything she has to Manturov, including her own heart and her body.

"Do you really want to say it?" A large hand reached into Katya's chest, squeezing vigorously into the soft, smooth peak.

"Ahh Katia was defenseless against the attack, feeling only a slight ache followed by a gentle caresse. "How could I say that? If I say it......"

Before Katia could finish speaking, Manturov kissed her soft lips and felt the faint scent emanating from her.

He held Katia's thin waist with one hand and rubbed the soft, slippery soft peaks with the other, only feeling that he was like entering a fairyland, and he had obtained high-level enjoyment of touch and smell.

"What would happen if you said it?" Manturov's lips left Katya's, but his large hand untied Katya's nightdress without hesitation.

Instead of resisting, Katia put her arms around Manturov's tiger and kissed her man tightly.

Hot tears suddenly flowed from Katia's beautiful eyes, and she really couldn't bear to "denounce" her lover, because she couldn't face the consequences of losing her beloved. "How could I say that? If I say it, I'm afraid I'm ...... Yes...... Lose you. ”

"Honey, you think too much, even if you tell the truth behind it, will people believe what you say? Besides, what's wrong with me rectifying military discipline?

I am just transferring people like Leonid Brezhnev who are not suitable for the post of political workers of the Red Army to the grassroots party organizations that are more suitable for them, so that they can accumulate grassroots work experience. ”