Official Career Storm
Chapter 246

Chapter 246: Chapter 246

Song Guanchao quickly diverted his gaze, pretending to look at his phone.

Liu Lanzi was unfazed, seemingly unconcerned about being seen by him.

This woman had such a strong inner strength that she didn’t care about these things at all.

Perhaps in her view, a good figure should be shown off.

And the heated gaze of a man was an affirmation of her figure.

Liu Lanzi lay down, covered herself with a quilt, and seeing Song Guanchao still sitting up, she asked, "Secretary Song, aren’t you going to sleep?"

"Sleeping."

Song Guanchao put down his phone, and without daring to look at her, he lifted the quilt, preparing to get into bed.

Liu Lanzi asked, "Does Secretary Song sleep in his clothes?"

"I..."

Song Guanchao had always prided himself on having thick skin, yet faced with Liu Lanzi, whose mature attitude seemed indifferent to male attention, he found himself momentarily at a loss for words.

Whether Liu Lanzi was pretending to be calm or truly didn’t care, at least she didn’t let the atmosphere turn awkward.

Song Guanchao smiled and said with a nonchalant tone, "I’ll take them off under the covers."

"Oh." Liu Lanzi didn’t inquire further, and then asked, "Could you turn off the lights later, Secretary Song?"

"Sure."

Song Guanchao covered himself with the quilt and took off his pants and shirt.

He could feel Wu Qiangwei lying next to him moving slightly towards the edge of the bed, intentionally maintaining a safe distance from him.

"Click."

The light went out, and the room was pitch black and very quiet; Song Guanchao could clearly hear the breathing of the women.

He held his breath and listened intently.

Wu Qiangwei’s breathing was a bit short, her inner peace evidently disturbed.

To his surprise, Liu Lanzi’s breathing was also rapid.

This indicated that her true inner state wasn’t as calm and detached as she had portrayed.

When she had walked past him wearing that sexy nightgown after coming out of the bathroom, she was nervous too.

Song Guanchao instead breathed a sigh of relief.

It looked like he was the most composed after all.

He lay down straight as a board, eyes tightly closed, relentlessly counting sheep, forcing himself to fall asleep quickly.

However, his body was far too excited; the fellow inside his underwear was about to tear through the quilt.

Three women and one man in the room – and each of the women was exceptionally beautiful.

It would be impossible for anyone to sleep under these circumstances.

Inwardly, he couldn’t help but picture some scenarios he knew were impossible.

The more he fantasized, the stronger the reaction became.

He lay there for God knows how long and shifted slightly, trying to adjust his position.

But by accident, his arm brushed against Wu Qiangwei’s.

Wu Qiangwei’s body gave a slight shudder, and Song Guanchao felt it.

He clenched his teeth and moved towards the edge of the bed, trying his best to keep a distance from her.

However, on the narrow 1.2-meter bed, and with his large frame, it was almost impossible not to touch her at all.

Moreover, Wu Qiangwei couldn’t fall asleep right away and felt uncomfortable maintaining one position for too long, occasionally moving and brushing up against Song Guanchao.

Each time they touched, Song Guanchao moved a little further to the side.

"Thump."

A sound of something heavy hitting the floor suddenly echoed in the room.

"What happened?"

Liu Lanzi quickly inquired, and Ning Lin also sat up and looked over.

When she turned on the light, they saw Song Guanchao had fallen to the floor in a mess.

Song Guanchao looked up and laughed, "It’s too hot on the bed, I came down to cool off."

The two women: ???

Song Guanchao climbed up from the ground and quickly got back under the covers.

In a fleeting glance, Liu Lanzi saw the tent that had been pitched in his crotch.

The composure she had been maintaining crumbled instantly, a blush spreading to her neck.

She quickly turned off the light and lay back down on the bed.

But inside her chest, her heart raced wildly, her mind filled with the image of Song Guanchao’s beautiful muscular lines, and that somewhat exaggerated tent.

Song Guanchao, having returned to bed, felt utterly embarrassed, and at the same time experienced a bitter taste.

What the heck was all this about.

Going on a business trip, I couldn’t even sleep peacefully.

At this moment, Wu Qiangwei adjusted her lying position again, bumping into his arm.

Song Guanchao continued to move to the side.

However, before he could move this time, he suddenly felt a small hand grabbing him.

Song Guanchao was startled, somewhat incredulously turning his head.

In the darkness, he couldn’t see Wu Qiangwei’s face clearly.

But he could feel Wu Qiangwei’s small hand very clearly.

Wu Qiangwei grabbed him and tugged him towards her.

She was worried that Song Guanchao would fall off again and wanted to remind him that he didn’t need to move any further.

Occasional physical contact wasn’t that much of a big deal to her.

However, no matter how much she tugged, Song Guanchao wouldn’t budge, solid like a rock.

Wu Qiangwei initially felt puzzled, why wasn’t he moving?

Until... she realized that what she was holding in her hand suddenly gave a slight jump.

Wu Qiangwei’s brain buzzed, and she was completely flustered.

She finally understood why Song Guanchao wasn’t moving.

Because she had grabbed the wrong place.

That wasn’t Song Guanchao’s arm, but Xiao Song!

Wu Qiangwei even pinched it a bit, as if to confirm whether it was his arm or his buddy.

As a result of this pinch, Song Guanchao jumped even more.

Wu Qiangwei quickly realized, let go of her hand in a hurry, and shifted towards the edge of the bed.

"Thud!"

Another sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

This time, Liu Lanzi didn’t turn on the light but simply asked, "What’s wrong?"

"My cousin is feeling a bit hot and wanted to go down to cool off, no big deal," Song Guanchao explained with a chuckle.

Wu Qiangwei quickly climbed back onto the bed, covered her head with the blanket, intense embarrassment making her feel utterly humiliated.

As her heartbeat gradually calmed down, Wu Qiangwei tucked in the corner of the blanket under her, so she wouldn’t have to worry about falling off again.

She slowly turned around and poked Song Guanchao’s shoulder with her finger.

Song Guanchao turned to look at her, and Wu Qiangwei tugged on his arm, indicating for him to get under the covers.

Understanding the hint, Song Guanchao got under the blanket and whispered, "Qiangzi, what is it?"

"..." This nickname nearly made her lose her composure.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Qiangwei said, "Don’t move any further to the side."

Song Guanchao said, "The bed is too small, I’m afraid of bumping into you."

Wu Qiangwei said, "It’s okay."

It’s okay?

Song Guanchao’s eyes flashed in the darkness.

"You should tuck the blanket, don’t fall off again," Wu Qiangwei offered constructively.

"Okay."

Song Guanchao obediently tucked in the blanket.

The bed was small, and the blanket wasn’t big. Wu Qiangwei had already tucked in a small portion, and once Song Guanchao tucked his side, the space inside the blanket instantly shrunk.

As a result, both of their arms were tightly pressed together.

Now, it was impossible not to come into contact.

Song Guanchao whispered, "Qiangzi, maybe I should just spread the blanket open."

"No... no need," Wu Qiangwei’s voice trembled slightly.

"Oh," Song Guanchao swallowed hard.

"Don’t overthink, just go to sleep," Wu Qiangwei softly advised, then closed her eyes.

Song Guanchao felt bitter inside, I would like to sleep early, but I’m too excited to sleep.

Time passed by the second, and as Song Guanchao kept counting sheep, he finally felt some drowsiness coming on.

Beside him, Wu Qiangwei’s tense body gradually relaxed, her breathing became steady, and she fell asleep.

Just as Song Guanchao was about to fall asleep, he suddenly felt a slight weight on his chest and stomach.

The drowsiness he had struggled to muster vanished in an instant.

The sleeping Wu Qiangwei subconsciously adjusted her position.

One arm draped across his chest, and one leg lay across his stomach.

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