Hearing the knock on the door, Xu Xin, who had been waiting in the living room, immediately opened it.

Song Guanchao lifted the shopping bag in his hand and said, "Secretary Xu, congratulations."

Receiving it, Xu Xin felt a joyful surprise; Song Guanchao had actually prepared a gift for her.

"Come in, quickly."

Xu Xin pulled him inside and asked, "Have you eaten?"

"Not yet." He had already seen the dishes on the table.

She also attended a dinner party tonight, yet she had especially prepared food for him. What a considerate girl.

"The dishes have gone cold, I'll heat them for you."

Soon, the meal was served again. Song Guanchao was indeed hungry and ate three large bowls of rice.

After being satisfied, thoughts of intimacy arose, even though he had just spent a passionate night with Chu Xiao'e. In this situation, not doing something seemed unjustifiable.

Catching Song Guanchao's gaze, Xu Xin leisurely stood up and said, "I'll get you some clothes to change into."

Just as she stood up, Song Guanchao suddenly embraced her from behind: "Let's shower together."

Xu Xin's delicate body trembled lightly; her body became soft and weak as she let him lead her to the bathroom.

Moments later, soft, delicate sounds filled the air.

Before dawn the next day, Song Guanchao was already awake.

It was past four o'clock.

Yesterday involved driving, juggling between two women; Song Guanchao felt immensely tired and had no desire to get up.

But he had to get up.

Suppressing his laziness, he sat up in bed and vigorously rubbed his throbbing temples.

Looking at Xu Xin, who was sound asleep beside him, Song Guanchao quietly got out of bed.

As he was dressing, Xu Xin suddenly woke up: "Are you leaving?"

"I have training this morning," Song Guanchao said softly, "Sleep a little longer."

"Drive safely then," Xu Xin felt touched.

With just one call, he rushed back non-stop, yet had to get up early the next day.

And they had gone to bed very late last night with little sleep.

"Go back to sleep."

Song Guanchao gave her a kiss on the forehead.

The highways were clear in the early morning, and he returned to the Party School before seven o'clock.

During breakfast, as Chen Yirou and others saw him, they immediately came over with their meals.

"Old Song, did you go robbing last night? Your dark circles are so heavy," Cheng Xiang commented.

At Cheng Xiang's words, the two women looked over and indeed found the dark circles were quite severe.

"I couldn't sleep well," Song Guanchao shook his head and continued eating.

After breakfast, on the way back to the dorm, Chen Yirou deliberately walked beside him, her nose twitching slightly as she caught a whiff of fragrance.

"You smell quite nice," Chen Yirou said with a hint of teasing.

Song Guanchao coughed awkwardly but didn't explain.

During the morning training session, he suddenly received a call from Zeng Li.

After hanging up, he told her he was currently in training.

Zeng Li then messaged on WeChat: "I'm in the Provincial City."

"Alone?"

"With Sister Weiwei."

"She asked me to call you out for dinner tonight."

"Sure, send me the address later."

Song Guanchao had initially thought Wu Qiangwei would arrive tomorrow, but she came faster than expected.

After training, he returned to his dorm to take a nap.

When the afternoon training finished, he changed out of his clothes, took a shower, put on clean clothes, and ensured there was no fragrance on him before leaving.

By coincidence, he ran into Chen Yirou again.

"Going out?"

"Yes." Song Guanchao looked at her cool shorts and asked, "Are you going out too?"

"Going shopping with Yiren."

After a few exchanges, Song Guanchao left.

It was still early, so Song Guanchao got in his car and called Zeng Li.

"I'm done on my end. Where are you guys?"

"At the hotel, come over."

They were staying at a hotel near the City Government. Upon arriving, Song Guanchao went straight to the room.

Once in the room, he realized only she was there.

"Where's the Committee Secretary?"

"Went to the Provincial Committee to meet leaders."

Zeng Li jumped up, wrapped her arms around his neck, and hung on him, her soft lips continuously kissing his face.

"Stop it, if the Secretary comes back, she'll see."

"She doesn't have a room card, and she's going directly to the restaurant later, not coming back."

Zeng Li was wearing a jet-black slip dress with a low neckline, exposing much of her generous, creamy chest.

Her legs wrapped around his waist; as Song Guanchao went to support her, he was surprised to find nothing beneath her dress.

At his surprised look, Zeng Li, somewhat shy, yet boldly said, "I'm hungry, feed me."

Zeng Li had booked a suite; she never skimps on herself while away from home.

The bed was large with a soft mattress, and her body was even softer.

She'd even deliberately pose in ways that made Song Guanchao's nose bleed.

Her moans were pleasant to hear, and with eyes closed, it felt like someone gently tickling his ear with a feather, leaving him trembling with pleasure.

Thankfully, Song Guanchao took a nap at noon; otherwise, he might have collapsed under her seduction.

"Phew~"

After an intense session, Song Guanchao lay on his back on the bed, deciding he needed to take care of his body in the coming days.

Zeng Li remained poised on the bed, the residual thrill seeming to linger as her slender yet full body occasionally trembled slightly from remaining sensations.

Once the sensation fully dissipated, she slowly slid down the smooth sheets.

Sliding over beside Song Guanchao, she suddenly said, "I'm in my dangerous period today."

Song Guanchao was taken aback, somewhat speechless.

Zeng Li giggled, "Do you prefer boys or girls?"

"I like both."

"Then let's have two." Zeng Li climbed back onto him, placing her legs together and rubbing gently.

Though inexperienced, her learning ability was high, and her young, vibrant body was quite potent.

Song Guanchao quickly restrained her movements, "Let's rest a bit."

Zeng Li immediately frowned, "I asked you to abstain; did you fail to control yourself again?"

"No, I have something to consult you about."

Song Guanchao quickly changed the topic.

"Go ahead, it doesn't affect anything," Zeng Li said dismissively, shaking off his hand and gently allowing herself into a rhythmic motion, echoing her soft voice.

Her movements were slow and gentle, "Go on, what's on your mind?"

Song Guanchao placed his hands on her hips and discussed the undercover issue and the tracking incident.

"Who do you think is following me?"

Zeng Li countered, "Who do you think?"

"I think it's someone connected to Li Rong."

"How stupid."

Upon hearing this familiar criticism, Song Guanchao knew she would have a different answer.

"You think it's the undercover agent?"

"It has to be the undercover agent, no doubt about it."

"But why..."

"I don't want to talk about it now," Zeng Li pouted, "Who discusses such things while being intimate?"

Song Guanchao chuckled, sitting up with a thrust, the two quickly switching positions.

"Then let's get down to business."

He grabbed Zeng Li's slender ankle, spreading her into a split.

This position instantly sparked a surge of energy in Song Guanchao.

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