The spacious villa hall was very quiet.

Even the slightest movement could be heard clearly.

Although Qu Xiangru's movements were small, the bed was so small that Wu Qiangwei felt it.

At first, she thought she might have sensed it wrong, so she lay still for a moment to confirm.

Qu Xiangru seemed to be doing something to Song Guanchao.

She didn't know what exactly was happening, but there were definitely some little actions.

Wu Qiangwei bit her lip, inevitably letting her imagination run wild.

Suddenly, she felt a little angry.

No matter what Qu Xiangru was doing, one thing was certain: Song Guanchao did not seem to resist.

That bastard!

Men, indeed, are all the same; they have no resistance to women who take the initiative.

Song Guanchao had his eyes closed, breathing steadily.

Qu Xiangru's skillful hands put both his mind and body at ease.

It was unclear how much time had passed when, suddenly, Wu Qiangwei's body leaned over.

An arm draped over his chest, her head resting under his armpit.

Song Guanchao was taken aback, hurriedly opening his eyes to see.

She was lying there with her eyes closed, her arm draped naturally, breathing smoothly, as if... asleep.

Song Guanchao twitched at the corners of his eyes, knowing that Wu Qiangwei was definitely pretending to sleep.

Her actions were sending him a certain signal.

A tacit understanding had already developed between them, not requiring much thought; Song Guanchao understood her meaning.

So, he unabashedly placed his hand on her shoulder, caressing her delicate skin.

Slowly, his palm moved from her arm to her chest, gripping the soft breasts that were a bit misshapen from pressure.

Due to the posture, he could only spare one hand, and that hand had to be brought from behind her back.

Thus, he could only hold and play with it like that.

Wu Qiangwei seemed unaware, but the occasional trembling of her body betrayed her, letting Song Guanchao know that she was actually aware of everything.

Song Guanchao lifted a leg, squeezing it between her side-lying legs, letting his thigh rub against hers, until it touched her bud.

Instantly, the trembling of Wu Qiangwei's delicate body magnified, her legs instinctively clamping down on his thigh, even making rubbing motions.

Song Guanchao felt a slick, slippery sensation.

The unimpeded touch was so exquisite.

Qu Xiangru had no idea what he and Wu Qiangwei were doing; she, too, leaned her body over, kissing Song Guanchao's chest, diligently using her little hands.

Song Guanchao felt a bit stifled.

But since Wu Qiangwei wasn't asleep, he dared not act recklessly.

If she were to discover his intimacy with Qu Xiangru, he dared not imagine the consequences.

As he regretted the situation, Qu Xiangru, who was in his arms, slowly burrowed under the covers, her soft, nimble tongue making its way down.

With her tongue skillfully swirling, Song Guanchao felt like he was soaking in a hot spring.

She alternated between tight and loose, deep and shallow, mastering the craft flawlessly.

Song Guanchao almost couldn't resist moaning in pleasure.

After Qu Xiangru went down, Song Guanchao freed his other hand.

He pinched Wu Qiangwei's chin to lift her face and lowered his head to capture her lips.

Wu Qiangwei remained motionless, allowing his tongue to pry open her teeth.

The tongue swirled in her mouth, causing a tingling sensation akin to electricity flowing through her, even the top of her head tingled with pleasure.

Song Guanchao released her breasts, grabbing her buttocks to knead, the next moment pushing against her bud, moving inward.

Wu Qiangwei's waist instantly tensed, Song Guanchao felt her thighs clench tightly around him.

He kissed greedily, entwining her tongue, biting her lips, the hand below moving faster and faster.

Wu Qiangwei melted under his caresses, unable to move.

It was unclear how long had passed when she sensed Song Guanchao suddenly becoming more forceful, her body held tightly by him, unable to move.

Suddenly, Song Guanchao stopped.

From within the covers, Qu Xiangru slowly emerged.

Song Guanchao held onto her lips, only releasing after seven or eight seconds.

Listening to his heavy breathing, Qu Xiangru did not think too much.

She leaned her body into Song Guanchao, feeling satisfied.

Wu Qiangwei still held his leg tightly, unmoving.

It was unclear how long had passed, but Wu Qiangwei's breathing gradually stabilized.

This time, she truly fell asleep.

Song Guanchao slowly turned around to face Qu Xiangru.

Qu Xiangru was still awake, her bright eyes sparkling in the darkness.

Without extraneous words, Song Guanchao kissed her, embracing her.

Qu Xiangru responded passionately, her long legs wrapped around his waist.

Song Guanchao held her round buttocks, gently pressing down while thrusting his hips.

"Mmm~" she suddenly moaned softly, her delicate body tensing momentarily before relaxing.

Song Guanchao controlled the movements since the space under the covers was limited, less than twenty centimeters from Wu Qiangwei.

The confined space did not dampen their interest; rather, the unique environment made it even more exciting and fresh for them.

Under his assault, Qu Xiangru reached peak again and again, ultimately completing the union of soul and body, leaving the heated emotions to subside and slowly drifting into a dream.

The next day.

When Song Guanchao woke up, he found that the two women had already awakened before him, dressed, and were talking at the villa's door.

As soon as he sat up, they heard the noise and turned back to look.

"Awake?"

Qu Xiangru walked over, saying, "Let's have someone send us back."

"Oh, okay."

Song Guanchao scratched his head, still somewhat groggy.

As he lifted the covers and stood up, he noticed the women's expressions freeze, staring below him.

Realizing belatedly, he looked down to see himself completely exposed, having been entirely seen by them.

Wu Qiangwei turned her head, muttering softly, "Put your clothes on."

Qu Xiangru, however, unabashedly looked and said with a smile, "Last night you saw everything of us, and today I've seen you. It's fair."

Song Guanchao laughed sheepishly, quickly dressing.

Afterward, he called for Lu Feng.

When Lu Feng saw the two secretaries, he was dumbfounded.

When did these two appear?

"Take them to the city."

"Oh, okay."

Lu Feng moved towards the car, and just as the two women were about to get in, Song Guanchao suddenly said, "Secretary Qu, you should stay with Secretary Wu for a while."

Qu Xiangru replied, "Now that Zhang Yan's plot has failed, she won't move against me again soon. Besides, I live in the City Committee compound; she wouldn't dare."

Song Guanchao said, "Don't take chances. Last night, who would have thought they'd do such a thing?"

"If she truly intends harm, living in the City Committee compound won't help."

Qu Xiangru asked, "You said it yourself, if she really acts, where I live doesn't matter. So living with Secretary Wu, does it help?"

"Secretary Qu, it would be better if you stayed with me."

Wu Qiangwei understood Song Guanchao's meaning; he wanted Uncle Hong to protect Qu Xiangru as well.

Qu Xiangru glanced at her, then at Song Guanchao. Seeing his serious expression, she didn't refuse further and nodded slightly.

When the car entered the city, both Wu Qiangwei's and Qu Xiangru's phones rang simultaneously.

On Wu Qiangwei's side, it was Captain Shi calling.

On Qu Xiangru's side, it was Jiang Yiren calling.

They knew that these calls were surely reports about the murder plot against Song Guanchao.

No surprises, by this morning, this murder plot would spread.

Additionally, it would shock the entire Lingjiang officialdom!

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