Official Career Storm
Chapter 207

Chapter 207: Chapter 207

As soon as she thought that Song Guanchao might have discovered her secret, Wu Qiangwei felt her cheeks grow warm.

Fortunately, she had drunk alcohol, which had reddened her face, otherwise, Song Guanchao would have definitely noticed.

A strong feeling of shame engulfed her.

Her body was unique in a way not even her parents knew about.

Yet now, it had been discovered by Song Guanchao.

Song Guanchao swallowed dryly, his mind somewhat disordered, while his body reacted intensely.

Mad thoughts bombarded his brain incessantly.

Influenced by the alcohol, he felt like he was going to explode!

After quickly wiping her body down, he carried Wu Qiangwei into the bedroom, placed her on the bed, and covered her with the quilt.

After finishing all this, he quickly left the room.

Hearing his footsteps moving away, Wu Qiangwei quietly sighed in relief.

"This bastard!"

Wu Qiangwei clenched her teeth, her shame turning to anger.

"Hasn’t he left yet?"

She heard some noises outside.

Song Guanchao hadn’t left; he simply couldn’t leave like that, otherwise, Wu Qiangwei would definitely know what he had done to her when she woke up tomorrow.

He tossed his shirt into the washing machine for a quick wash.

After washing and drying it, he spent over an hour busy with these tasks before he returned to the room with the clean clothes and pants.

Wu Qiangwei quickly closed her eyes, feeling a bit nervous.

Why wasn’t he leaving yet?

Could it be that he was going to...

She felt uneasy, wanting to open her eyes right away.

Suddenly,

Song Guanchao lifted the quilt and helped her sit up.

His rough hands gave Wu Qiangwei an unfamiliar sensation.

She had never been so intimately in contact with a man before, yet today, Song Guanchao had seen everything and touched her all over.

She couldn’t quite understand her own feelings.

Angry?

Annoyed?

There was a bit of that, but it wasn’t too intense.

As she was distracted, Song Guanchao had already put the shirt on her.

Looking at her body now covered with clothes, Song Guanchao felt a bit of regret.

Wu Qiangwei also realized what he was doing.

Was he afraid I’d find out when I wake up tomorrow?

She found herself inexplicably relieved.

The bastard had considered everything rather thoroughly.

In this way, she could act as if nothing had happened tomorrow and avoid embarrassment.

While buttoning her shirt, Song Guanchao inevitably touched her breasts.

That brief contact stirred his heart and distracted his mind.

His body, too, reacted strongly once again.

After zipping up the pants and buttoning them up, and covering her with the quilt again, Song Guanchao finally took a deep breath.

Finally, it was all settled.

He glanced at the time; it was already past ten o’clock.

Downstairs.

Wu Ming had been staring at the lights upstairs.

"Uncle Hong, they couldn’t really be in trouble, could they?"

"That’s none of your business."

"But he’s sister’s secretary."

"So what? Which law says you can’t date your secretary?"

"But..."

Wu Ming found himself at a loss for words.

Right, these two, neither married, why couldn’t they date?

Even pulling back ten thousand steps, even if it was just a one-night stand, so what?

It’s the 21st century now; no one cares about these things anymore.

"He’s coming down!" Wu Ming saw Song Guanchao come out of the building.

Uncle Hong watched Song Guanchao for a while and said, "Nothing happened."

"Huh? You could tell that just by looking?"

"Experience," Uncle Hong said indifferently.

Upstairs.

After Song Guanchao left, Wu Qiangwei immediately sat up from the bed.

Looking at the clothes on her body and thinking about what had happened over the past hour, her eyes were shy like a young girl in her first romance, completely lacking the calm composure expected of a City Secretary.

She quickly stripped off her clothes, picked up clean underwear and a nightgown, and entered the bathroom.

Wu Qiangwei stood under the shower, tilting her head back with her eyes closed, letting the warm water wash over her.

The water slid over every inch of her skin, causing her thoughts to drift back to the images of Song Guanchao’s large hands touching her body.

Although her eyes were closed, she could sense his condition from Song Guanchao’s heavy breathing.

Wu Qiangwei’s lips curved slightly as she muttered to herself, "He was quite honest."

The events of tonight, although somewhat out of her control,

had deepened her understanding of Song Guanchao.

This man had not taken advantage of her while she was drunk.

Just on that account, he surpassed many men.

Everyone has desires.

Men see beautiful women and feel an impulse; it’s a physiological response that’s hard to control.

The difference lies in whether a man controls his desire with reason or is dominated by his desire.

If a person can’t even control his desires, what else can he control?

...

"Ah, ah~"

"No more, I can’t take it anymore, wooh~"

In the bathroom, Liang Jiajia leaned against the wall covered in water droplets, her breasts pressed out of shape against it.

Song Guanchao firmly gripped her waist, plunging deeply over and over, causing Liang Jiajia to let out continuous cries, her legs going weak, barely able to stand.

"Ugh!"

With a low growl, Song Guanchao gave a hard thrust before stopping.

Breathing heavily, he waited for his heart rate to slow down before withdrawing.

Liang Jiajia whimpered, her body suddenly limp and kneeling on the floor.

Just as she regained some strength and tried to stand, Song Guanchao picked her up.

Song Guanchao sat on the toilet, lifted her onto his lap, his hands gripping her buttocks. Making a slight adjustment, before Liang Jiajia could react, he filled her again.

"Ah!"

Caught off guard and suddenly filled, she trembled with a fulfilling sensation that made her cry out.

"What are you doing!"

Liang Jiajia tried to stand up, pushing against his shoulders.

But Song Guanchao held her small waist, lifting and dropping her body up and down.

Thrust after thrust merged them, causing her soul to tremble, and soon she was lost in it.

Another half hour passed before Song Guanchao finally finished.

He carried the now completely exhausted Liang Jiajia back to the room.

As soon as they lay down, Liang Jiajia looked at him, "Were you seduced by a woman?"

"Huh?"

Song Guanchao was stunned.

Liang Jiajia snorted, "You’ve been acting strange today!"

"What’s strange?"

"I came back and you just took me."

"Who told you to be so charming? I could do this every day and it wouldn’t be enough."

"Nonsense."

"Don’t believe me?" Song Guanchao flipped over, pinning her beneath him, his hand slid under the blanket, lifting one of her beautiful legs slightly as he leaned down.

"Ah!"

Liang Jiajia was somewhat startled, "How can you be ready again!"

"Didn’t I tell you? Your allure is too strong."

Song Guanchao kissed her collarbone, made a slight adjustment below, and with her cry, he entered her again.

That night, the battle lasted until late before it finally ended.

The next morning.

Song Guanchao got up early, kissed Liang Jiajia’s forehead, who was still sleeping, and after washing up, he went to Li Lake Mansion.

At six-thirty, Wu Qiangwei came downstairs, dressed in a quick-drying shirt and sports shorts, wearing sneakers, displaying her graceful figure under the mild early sun.

"Secretary, good morning."

Song Guanchao walked over, his expression as usual.

Wu Qiangwei hummed in acknowledgment and ran towards the park.

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