Official Career Storm
Chapter 603

Chapter 603: Chapter 603

Song Guanchao was breathing a bit heavily as he grabbed Wu Yun’s hand, about to speak. However, Wu Yun spoke first "After dawn, the police will come, right?"

"Right."

"But you won’t show up, will you?"

Song Guanchao was somewhat surprised; the girl, having just been through such an ordeal, was still able to maintain such a clear head.

She was right.

Even after dawn when the police arrived, he dare not show himself.

Although he didn’t know exactly where he was, he did know that this place was definitely far from Panlong Town.

The first to arrive after daybreak would surely be the local police.

Song Guanchao did not trust the local police, even though reason told him that the local police probably had no connection to Li Zhuang, he who had just experienced a matter of life and death, still could not trust them.

He only trusted Liang Jianfeng!

Therefore, he would not show himself.

He would continue to lead the two women through the mountains until they left the mountains, heading to the densely populated county town, then he would contact Liang Jianfeng, get in touch with the City Committee, connect with those he could trust.

"Li Zhuang’s men are definitely still up there," Wu Yun said with certainty "once the fire from the car goes out, they will throw our phones into the vehicle."

"By that time, Li Zhuang will know we’ve escaped."

"Song Guanchao, do you think they will find us?"

Song Guanchao did not respond.

If he were alone, with his counter-surveillance skills, not to mention a few of Li Zhuang’s men, even if the entire village was deployed, they wouldn’t be able to find him.

But he was with two women.

He could not make any guarantees.

"Even if we’re found, they won’t be able to hurt you."

"I believe in you," Wu Yun smiled charmingly, saying "But what if, just what if..."

"There are no ’what ifs’! Don’t think about all that nonsense, with me here, no one can hurt you!"

"I’ve never been in love, I’ve never tried doing that with a man, Song Guanchao, I don’t want to have any regrets."

Her eyes glittered with brilliant light in the darkness "If the worst really does happen, at least, I’ll have no regrets."

Having said that, she suddenly pulled down Song Guanchao’s underwear and effortlessly grabbed him, gently and rhythmically, stroking.

This time, Song Guanchao did not stop her.

His hand also reached into Wu Yun’s waistband and lay on her round and firm buttocks, gently caressing.

The ambiguous atmosphere quietly filled the small mountain hollow.

Time ticked by, second by second.

Zhou Qian felt like she had had a very long dream, and when she opened her eyes, all was pitch black.

She felt her cheek against something warm.

Strange noises were reaching her ears.

When her consciousness cleared, she recognized the sounds - they were breathing noises.

The breathing was rapid, heavy, imbued with the scent of hormones.

Then, she felt a hand caressing her thighs and hips, back and forth, continuously bringing a trace of warmth to her body.

"Um~"

She heard a moan, a woman’s voice.

Zhou Qian was getting increasingly perplexed.

Where was she?

What were these sounds?

Who was touching her?

She remembered, Song Guanchao had rammed the car through the guardrail, careening down the hillside, and finally, due to inertia, she had hit her head on the back seat and was knocked out by the airbag.

She slowly lifted her head, trying not to disturb the person holding her.

When her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she saw it.

Wu Yun was nestled in a man’s embrace, her body limp as a snake. The man’s hand had snaked into the back of her pants. Judging by the outline bulging from the pants, that hand was doing something shameful down below.

Wu Yun’s body occasionally tensed, her breathed sighs and suppressed whimpers all indicated that she was being played by that large hand to an extent where she was struggling to contain herself.

What shocked Zhou Qian even more was that Wu Yun’s hand was holding the man...

Zhou Qian stared blankly, lost in thought, until several seconds later when her thoughts snapped back to reality.

She seemed to realize something.

The man nestled in his arms was Song Guanchao.

He was helping himself stay warm.

And judging by the secretive little gestures they were quietly making, it seemed they had long harbored feelings for each other.

Tonight’s accident had taken their relationship a step further.

Zhou Qian suddenly became curious, who had initiated it?

She thought it must have been Wu Yun.

Song Guanchao was a composed man; in this situation, it was unlikely that he would have the inclination to do such a thing.

Curiosity aside, her emotions suddenly dipped.

And with it, a tinge of jealousy.

But she didn’t speak up, didn’t let the two know she had awakened.

She just lay there with wide eyes, observing their restrained behavior.

The more she watched, the more a fire seemed to ignite in her lower abdomen, rising up.

Between her thighs, it was somewhat wet and slippery, making her unconsciously clench her already tightly closed legs even tighter.

"Ah~"

Wu Yun suddenly let out a soft moan, her body abruptly convulsing a few times, she tilted her little face upwards, her eyes clouded over, mouth slightly open, her tongue peeking out.

Song Guanchao bent down to capture her small mouth, entwining with her tongue, until her body calmed down, then he let go.

At the same time, Wu Yun quickened the movements of her small hand.

Shortly after, Song Guanchao breathed deeply.

Wu Yun stood up from the ground and ran to a puddle upfront to wash her hands.

After she returned, she leaned against Song Guanchao again and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Zhou Qian, having witnessed it all, couldn’t calm her mind for a long time.

Wu Yun’s breathing gradually steadied, her body relaxed, obviously asleep.

She was asleep, but Song Guanchao couldn’t sleep.

He rubbed the bodies of both women while keeping an eye on the location where the vehicle was burning.

Although the flames were not visible, the rain had slightly lessened, and the thick smoke rising to the sky was visible.

The distance from here was roughly less than two kilometers.

He glanced at his watch, it was already past one in the morning.

Normally, a burning car could last for about two to three hours.

That meant, by around four in the morning, the fire would be completely extinguished.

And that’s when the others would discover that he wasn’t inside the car at all.

He pondered for a moment.

It would take about an hour to drive here from Panlong Town.

Even if Li Zhuang arranged for someone to come looking for him immediately, it would still take an hour.

As for the men left behind, Song Guanchao wasn’t sure how many the other party had left.

So, he had to leave by the latest three in the morning.

There were less than two hours left.

He exhaled softly, closed his eyes, and prepared to relax his nerves and conserve energy.

However, just as he had closed his eyes, he suddenly felt a small hand grasp him again.

What was happening?

The girl hadn’t fallen asleep?

"Go to sleep," Song Guanchao said, eyes still closed, gently patting Wu Yun’s bottom.

But the small hand didn’t let go; it began to move up and down.

The movements were clumsy.

Song Guanchao sensed something was off and immediately opened his eyes.

He looked at Wu Yun; her breathing was even, clearly asleep.

And her hand was on his thigh.

Whose hand was holding him then?

Following the delicate hand, he slowly lifted his gaze to meet Zhou Qian’s shy eyes.

Zhou Qian was extremely nervous, gathering the courage to say in a trembling voice, "I want it too!"

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