On the phone, the conversation with Director Chen was very pleasant. After agreeing on the ti and place for the evening, Song Guanchao began to think about who he should bring along tonight.
First of all, Wu Qiangwei definitely had to go. As the Mayor leading this delegation to Pinghai City, it wouldn't make sense for him not to show up.
Zeng Li and Wu Ming didn't need to go; the two of them were driving.
As for Shu Xue, as a secretary, she could go or not go. The sa went for Jiang Yiren.
Geng District Chief had to be brought along.
This ti bringing Geng District Chief over was mainly with the intention of winning him over, and he surely understood that as well.
Fu Ying and Lin Wanqiu, however, couldn't attend. One of them was the Mayor of Dujiang City, the other a reporter from the Ministry of Propaganda, so it wouldn't be convenient for them to join the dinner.
In the end, he decided not to bring Shu Xue and Jiang Yiren either—just himself, Wu Qiangwei, and Geng District Chief.
After settling that, he called Geng District Chief and told him about the dinner they'd be attending that night.
Then he called the other won and told them that tonight he, Wu Qiangwei, and Geng District Chief were going to a dinner, and they could do as they pleased.
Once everyone had been inford, Song Guanchao got ready to go to Wu Qiangwei's room to tell her in person—and while he was at it, get a little intimate.
Walking to the door, he suddenly rembered sothing else.
Next he would have to deal with the local officials and obtain evidence of their corruption.
This wasn't sothing he could do alone; so tasks would require other people's help.
Thinking of that, he dialed Lu Feng's number.
"Madman, bring so guys over to Pinghai…"
After he was done "calling in reinforcents," Song Guanchao opened the door and knocked on Wu Qiangwei's room door.
Inside the room.
Song Guanchao told her that they were going to a dinner tonight, just the three of them.
"And what else?"
"Nothing else, that's it."
The corners of Song Guanchao's mouth curled into a wicked smile. He walked over and, under her slightly flustered gaze, pulled her into his arms and lowered his head to kiss her lips.
Very quickly, the two of them were wrapped in each other's arms, hands roaming over each other's bodies, feeling each other's warmth.
Under Song Guanchao's day-and-night "developnt," Wu Qiangwei had grown more and more accepting of all sorts of positions.
Although they still couldn't completely "go all the way," there was basically not much difference anymore.
While grinding against each other, occasionally slipping in a little and playing so borderline gas was also very enjoyable.
"You're not allowed to go in." Wu Qiangwei pushed against his abdon, afraid he'd accidentally go all the way in.
"I'm just circling around the doorway." Song Guanchao slid in about an inch, circling back and forth.
That spot was so sensitive, how could she stand that kind of teasing? She cried out nonstop.
"Song, Song Guanchao…"
"Mm?"
Why is she suddenly calling my full na?
Wu Qiangwei's big, watery eyes brimd with seductive charm as she stared into his, gasping as she asked, "Was Qu Xiangru a virgin the first ti?"
"???" Song Guanchao's movents stopped involuntarily. The fuck… what kind of question is that?
How co at a mont this happy she suddenly throws out such a bizarre question?
How was he supposed to answer?
Deny it and say he had nothing to do with Qu Xiangru?
She wouldn't believe that.
Besides, he'd already given her a definite answer before.
And anyway, if she really cared that much, she wouldn't be lying beneath him right now.
She'd already accepted his relationship with Qu Xiangru; she just purely wanted to know whether Qu Xiangru was a virgin the first ti.
If she wasn't, and she herself was, she'd feel a certain sense of superiority.
Thoughts flashing through his mind, Song Guanchao figured out the real purpose behind her question.
The "correct" answer was definitely: no, she wasn't.
But bad-mouthing one woman in front of another—that was sothing Song Guanchao still couldn't bring himself to do.
"Mm." He gave a soft hum.
As expected, this wasn't the answer Wu Qiangwei wanted to hear. She let out a coquettish snort, and suddenly her waist and hips gave a slight thrust.
She'd originally ant to push Song Guanchao away, but at that mont his big "little head" was already wedged in there.
On top of that, with the traditional man-on-top, woman-on-bottom position, her little thrust only drove Song Guanchao deeper by a few more fractions.
The sudden change left Song Guanchao stunned on the spot.
That abrupt penetration, though still not fully in, still let him taste a brief mont of tight heat.
The rush of pleasure shot straight to his skull, making his scalp tingle with ecstasy.
Wu Qiangwei was also caught by that sudden swelling sensation. She let out a muffled groan, and the body she'd just arched up dropped back down at once.
It was all over in less than a second, but that feeling had been very real.
Wu Qiangwei's heart was pounding like it was about to leap out of her throat. That fleeting swelling sensation wasn't comfortable; it was actually a bit painful.
She looked at Song Guanchao on top of her, his eyes blazing at her, his breathing rough like a bull. She hurriedly pressed a hand to his stomach again. "Y-you, don't get any ideas."
Song Guanchao licked his lips. "Seed like the one who 'got ideas' just now was you."
He knew Wu Qiangwei hadn't done it on purpose, and inside he was just hoping she'd have a few more "accidents" like that.
He cupped her little face, licking at her earlobe, and asked, "How did it feel?"
Wu Qiangwei felt shy inside and pushed at him. "Didn't feel like anything!"
"Really? That's great then. I'll keep going. Since you can't feel anything, you won't even know whether I'm in or not."
"No!"
"Hurry up and tell —how did it feel? If you don't, I'm going in."
"You…" Wu Qiangwei had basically hoisted a rock only to smash her own foot. Afraid he'd really act recklessly, she whispered, "A bit… swollen."
"And what else?"
"And… and a bit painful."
Song Guanchao circled around her "doorway" again. "What about now? Does it hurt?"
"Doesn't hurt…"
"Feel good?"
"Mm… ah, stop asking!"
Even though the two of them were completely naked at the mont, Wu Qiangwei still couldn't quite handle such blunt questions.
She felt like all the secrets in her heart were being stripped bare by him.
Song Guanchao said, "It's always like that the first ti. Do it a few more tis and it'll be fine. How about… you give it another try?"
"No!" Wu Qiangwei snorted and turned her little face away, refusing his kisses.
But in her heart she was already wavering. That accidental experience just now really couldn't be called pleasant, yet it was like poison, leaving a hook in her heart that kept making the thought of "trying it again" pop up.
It was as if Song Guanchao could read minds and guess what she was thinking.
He turned sideways, slipped his hand down, and began to explore.
Her reactions grew stronger, and Song Guanchao asked softly, "Feel good?"
"Mm, mm~"
He then grabbed her hand and placed it on Xiao Song. "This one feels even better."
Wu Qiangwei pressed her lips together and said nothing.
Song Guanchao wasn't in a hurry. He continued to caress and continue tempting her. "You were the one who took the initiative just now. I'm yours now—you have to take responsibility for ."
Wu Qiangwei's eyes flew open, and she glared at him in exasperation.
"What are you looking at for? It's not like I'm wrong," Song Guanchao said. "You did take the initiative. I wasn't even ready, and you went and claid my body."
"You, you…" Wu Qiangwei was so angry at his shalessness she started laughing.
At that mont, Song Guanchao pressed down on her again. "I'm already your man now. Do whatever you want with ."
As he spoke, his "little head" parted the Yun and slipped in a little, and he quietly watched her, waiting for her response.
Wu Qiangwei bit her lip, locked in an inner struggle between heaven and earth.
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