Qu Xiangru drank too much, and Wu Qiangwei also drank too much.

The only one sober was Song Guanchao.

"It's getting late."

Qu Xiangru slowly stood up, her ripe body swaying slightly.

She brushed her hair casually and said, "Secretary Song, can you take me home?"

At first, this sentence didn't seem to have any problem.

But Wu Qiangwei became alert.

Just as Song Guanchao was about to agree, Wu Qiangwei said, "If Secretary Qu doesn't mind, you can sleep here at my place."

Then she said to Song Guanchao, "You've drunk so much, don't drive."

Without waiting for them to agree, she went to the room to tidy up.

After she left, Qu Xiangru put away her smile, looking cold like a stone.

Song Guanchao ground his back molars, then reached out and grabbed her thigh, placing his hand between her legs, caressing the slightly raised mound with two fingers.

Qu Xiangru instinctively clamped her legs, her beautiful eyes glaring at him. Song Guanchao murmured, "You did say after coming back, I could do whatever I wanted."

Qu Xiangru pursed her lips, her closed legs slowly relaxing, leaving him to his devices.

Song Guanchao didn't go too far, touched a few times, then pulled his hand back and said, "Wait for me tonight, this time lock the door, I'll climb up from the downstairs balcony."

Qu Xiangru knew he could do it. Her pretty eyes curved up, "Alright, I'll wait for you."

Her straightforward agreement made Song Guanchao a bit apprehensive.

This woman, could she be plotting something bad again?

He suddenly hesitated, after all, this was in Wu Qiangwei's house.

He knew exactly how sensitive Qu Xiangru's body was and how loud she could be.

But he had already thrown down the gauntlet, retreating now wasn't his style.

"Secretary Qu, why don't you take a bath?"

Wu Qiangwei returned with a set of pajamas.

She took the pajamas and, as she walked past Song Guanchao, suddenly stopped and, reaching from behind, touched his face and whispered, "You promised to come to me tonight, don't lie to me."

Song Guanchao's expression instantly froze, his body petrified.

This woman...

Damn, she did that on purpose!

Absolutely intentional!

And she deliberately pretended to whisper softly.

Yet the room was so small, and Wu Qiangwei wasn't deaf.

The more she behaved like this, the more suspicious it seemed.

After she entered the bathroom, Song Guanchao turned his head and saw Wu Qiangwei looking at him with a cold, charming face.

Song Guanchao felt anxious under her gaze, a bit intimidated to meet her eyes.

But he couldn't look away; otherwise, if she saw his anxiety, she would definitely be suspicious.

Song Guanchao put on an expression of confusion, pretending to be drunk, not understanding Qu Xiangru's words, and asked blankly, "What does Secretary Qu mean?"

"It's literal."

Wu Qiangwei wasn't as sober as usual, somewhat affected by alcohol, so she didn't see through Song Guanchao's clumsy acting.

"If you want to go, take a bath first, remember to close the door, and don't make too much noise to disturb my rest."

"Huh? Secretary, what are you talking about?"

Wu Qiangwei didn't bother to reply, pulling out a bottle of red wine again, sitting on the sofa drinking sullenly alone.

Song Guanchao naturally noticed her emotional discomfort. He walked over, staring at Wu Qiangwei.

Feeling increasingly annoyed under his gaze, Wu Qiangwei raised her eyebrows and said, "What are you looking at?"

"Secretary, are you jealous?" Song Guanchao asked seriously.

"Shut up!" Wu Qiangwei glared at him, using the act of drinking to cover the panic in her eyes.

Song Guanchao showed his teeth, indeed, Wu Qiangwei was jealous.

He suddenly felt a bit pained.

He had a hunch that if tonight, it was only him and Wu Qiangwei here, perhaps something unexpectedly wonderful would happen.

Unfortunately, you can't have your cake and eat it too.

On the left was Qu Xiangru, on the right was Wu Qiangwei, and he didn't want to miss either.

Wu Qiangwei drank alone, feeling more and more depressed.

When Qu Xiangru came out, she was still drinking.

Suddenly Wu Qiangwei called out, "Secretary Qu, would you like another drink?"

Qu Xiangru looked at both of them on the sofa, then stared carefully at Wu Qiangwei before walking over and smiling, "Is Secretary Wu trying to get me drunk to ruin my night with Secretary Song?"

"Just a simple invitation to drink, if you don't want to, then forget it."

Wu Qiangwei's tone sounded like that of a little girl.

However, she indeed thought so.

Getting her drunk so she wouldn't be able to do anything with Song Guanchao tonight.

She believed Song Guanchao wouldn't go at night, but she was worried Qu Xiangru would take the initiative to find Song Guanchao.

So getting her drunk was the best option.

Qu Xiangru flicked her hair, sat down, and said, "Then let's drink a bit... Go take a bath, after you're done, we can drink slowly. Meanwhile, let Secretary Song order some barbecue."

Song Guanchao, standing to the side, said, "It's better not to drink, drinking too much is bad for your health."

"Shut up, order the barbecue!"

Wu Qiangwei snorted, went to the room to get clothes, and walked into the bathroom.

Song Guanchao's mouth twitched from the scolding.

This woman's jealousy is quite strong.

Forget it, he wouldn't bicker with her.

After the bathroom door closed, Qu Xiangru returned to her usual cold demeanor and said, "Your secretary cares about you a lot."

Song Guanchao didn't want to discuss one woman in front of another.

Even though these women clearly knew he couldn't possibly have just one woman around him, and they had accepted that fact.

But acceptance didn't mean they could tolerate other women, wandering in front of the man they liked.

For instance, Liang Jiajia knew about his ambiguous relationships with other women, but as long as those women didn't openly appear, she could pretend not to see.

Qu Xiangru naturally understood, and Wu Qiangwei understood even better.

This wasn't just a norm in officialdom but a microcosm of the whole society.

Capable and outstanding men naturally attract attention and cannot belong to just one woman.

Song Guanchao understood, and they understood even more so.

They all tacitly agreed with this kind of relationship.

While Song Guanchao was deep in thought, a hand suddenly fell on his thigh, moving towards his crotch.

By the time he realized, Qu Xiangru had already grabbed hold.

Though he was used to her hot and cold demeanor, her sudden initiative still surprised him.

Qu Xiangru didn't say a word, after grabbing Xiao Song, she leaned her body closer to him.

Then she lifted one leg, straddling his lap.

She held Song Guanchao's face, opened her little mouth, extended her pink tongue, and kissed him passionately.

The moment their tongues entwined, both of their bodies shuddered simultaneously.

Song Guanchao could barely remember how long it had been since he last had intimacy with her.

He only knew that the body on him was soft and alluring like a ball of fire, undulating and moving on him, intimately rubbing against Xiao Song.

Song Guanchao put his hand inside her pajama pants, grabbing her plump buttocks, pulling her body tighter against him.

Qu Xiangru reached out, unbuckled his belt, and slipped her hand into his pants, grabbing Xiao Song.

Song Guanchao gasped, suddenly stood up, pressing Qu Xiangru against the sofa.

Just as he was about to pull down his pants, he suddenly heard the bathroom door opening.

His movements stopped immediately, the excited feeling in his body came to a sudden halt, and he slowly lifted his head to see the bathroom door opening.

Song Guanchao's heart clenched tightly, his mind sobered completely.

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