Official Career Storm Chapter 235

"Inhale!"

Song Guanchao silently took a deep breath.

Wu Qiangwei had a faint scent about her, very pleasant.

He tilted his head slightly and looked upward from her parted legs, finding the view even more enticing here.

Secretary Lu had sought her out mainly because of Secretary Sun’s issue.

The matter wasn’t big nor small, and he didn’t want it to affect their relationship.

Wu Qiangwei steadied her mind and expressed her opinion.

After chatting for over ten minutes, during which Secretary Lu smoked two cigarettes, he finally stood up and left.

Once the door to the office closed, Wu Qiangwei didn’t imdiately stand up.

She also feared Secretary Lu might return or soone else might enter.

She sat still for a few minutes, making sure no one else would co before she let out a quiet sigh.

"Have you had your fill?"

Just as Song Guanchao was wondering why Wu Qiangwei didn’t stand up, he suddenly heard this.

"No... cough cough, I an, I wasn’t looking," Song Guanchao explained guiltily.

"Close your eyes!"

"They’ve been closed the whole ti," Song Guanchao lied with his eyes wide open.

Wu Qiangwei pursed her lips and said nothing; she knew Song Guanchao was looking but didn’t know what else to say.

As she prepared to stand up, Song Guanchao suggested, "Secretary, why don’t you lie on the desk instead?"

"Huh?" Wu Qiangwei paused as she was standing up, not understanding his aning.

Song Guanchao explained, "That way, if soone cos again, you can sit down imdiately."

He was thinking of Wu Qiangwei.

If she were lying on the lounge, and soone ca, she wouldn’t make it in ti.

But lying on the desk, she could just sit straight down upon hearing any noise.

Song Guanchao could also hide under the desk at a mont’s notice.

Wu Qiangwei thought it over, found it reasonable, and humd an agreent. She stood up from the chair, while Song Guanchao crawled out from under the desk.

As he stood up, he couldn’t hide his physical response.

Wu Qiangwei glanced quickly, pretending not to see, and then laid her body on the desk.

This position felt awkward.

It was unseemly, especially with Song Guanchao behind her.

She stuck out her bottom, which was practically useless even with underwear, revealing almost everything.

But having laid down, she found it hard to say anything.

"Hurry up," Wu Qiangwei urged softly.

"Okay."

Song Guanchao, who had barely cald his emotions, found them stirred up again by her provocative position.

He quickly ward up the red flower oil and started kneading her protruding buttocks.

The position made him feel like his veins were expanding, about to explode.

Every kneading motion inevitably caused the cheeks to spread, revealing the enticing cleft more clearly.

They were only twenty to thirty centiters apart, and Song Guanchao only had to lean in slightly to make intimate contact.

Heaven knows how painfully he was holding himself back.

Wu Qiangwei bit her lip hard, feeling a tingling current through her body.

She stood with her legs straight, thighs pressed tightly together, with only her calves slightly parted.

The pose sparked limitless imagination.

"It’s done."

After about ten minutes of massaging, Song Guanchao didn’t dare to continue.

He withdrew his hand and stepped back, noticing Wu Qiangwei’s knees go weak, her body sinking down slightly, as if losing strength.

He quickly went around to her and said, "Secretary, I’ll leave first."

"Okay."

Once Song Guanchao left the office, she quickly put her pants back on.

She sat for a while until the blush on her face had faded.

They were in a superior-subordinate relationship. Although Song Guanchao had been helping her, there were differences between n and won.

Such behavior was, after all, inappropriate.

She felt that she had to keep a proper distance from Song Guanchao.

After all, Song Guanchao was young and vigorous, and if this continued, she worried that there would co a day when he couldn’t hold back.

She cald her mind and asked herself, what exactly was her attitude toward Song Guanchao?

Wu Qiangwei couldn’t quite say.

If she looked at Song Guanchao from the perspective of a superior to her subordinate, he was a qualified secretary with strong abilities. His style was very similar to hers, and the two had an unspoken understanding when working together.

If she looked at him from a woman’s perspective toward a man, undoubtedly, Song Guanchao t most won’s criteria for a partner.

Young, tall, handso, well-spoken, with an excellent deanor.

As a partner, few won could resist him.

Wu Qiangwei found herself lost in thought.

Her family was constantly urging her, arranging blind dates for her.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to date; her job left her with little ti.

Yet, if it were a man like Song Guanchao, she realized that she was not opposed.

Moreover, they had had a few intimate encounters.

To see if a woman likes or dislikes a man, the simplest thod is to see if she feels any physical attraction toward him.

Clearly, Wu Qiangwei had felt such an attraction toward him.

Mouths can lie, but the body’s reaction doesn’t.

...

Just before the end of the workday, Zeng Li asked, "Do you have ti tonight?"

"No."

"Hmph!" Zeng Li got angry, "Song Guanchao, are you doing this on purpose because you don’t want to be with ?"

"I really have sothing tonight."

Song Guanchao explained, "You know about the newly appointed branch director Feng Hongtao, right?"

"How would I know!"

"Right, you don’t really pay attention to these things."

Song Guanchao lowered his voice and said, "Feng Hongtao is Secretary Chu’s cousin, recomnded by . Feng Hongtao specifically asked Secretary Chu to invite to dinner."

"Fine."

This was indeed official business, and she couldn’t say much about it.

"What about tomorrow night?"

"I’m busy then too."

"What are you going to do tomorrow night?"

"I have to get my car serviced in preparation for a business trip the day after tomorrow. I need to rest well, or I won’t have the energy to drive."

Zeng Li was at a loss for words.

Song Guanchao said, "Wait until I get back. As soon as I’m free, I’ll definitely take you out to dinner and a movie."

"And shopping!"

"Yes, and I’ll go shopping with you."

It took so effort, but he finally managed to cheer her up. Then Chu Xiao’e’s call ca through.

"See, Secretary Chu is calling already."

Song Guanchao answered in front of her, even switching to speakerphone.

"Secretary Song, is the ti for tonight set?"

"It’s set. I’ll drive the secretary ho and then co to you."

"Okay."

Zeng Li had nothing left to say.

After work, Song Guanchao first drove Wu Qiangwei ho, discussing the details of tonight’s dinner on the way.

After dropping her off at her house, Song Guanchao drove toward the residential area where Chu Xiao’e lived.

Yes, the dinner invitation was at her ho tonight.

Song Guanchao knew very well that although she said Feng Hongtao was inviting him for dinner, the al was just a pretext; what happened after was the main event.

After parking his car, Song Guanchao took the elevator up and knocked on the door.

A man around thirty years old, about 1.8 ters tall and with a solid build, answered the door.

"Hello, Secretary Song, I am Feng Hongtao."

Feng Hongtao had a rugged face, and even his smile looked stern.

"Hello, Director Feng."

Song Guanchao smiled and shook hands with him, then entered the house.

Chu Xiao’e, wearing an apron, was busy in the kitchen.

Song Guanchao noticed that there was another woman in the kitchen besides Chu Xiao’e.