Clearly, it's a scorching summer day, yet the girl's lips are icy cold, like a piece of jelly just taken out of the fridge.

Sweet, springy.

A small tongue slipped into Song Guanchao's mouth.

At the same time, her hand slipped down, clumsily groping around, and finally grabbed Xiao Song over his pants, awkwardly fondling him.

Song Guanchao's mind was a bit scrambled, unsure whether he should push her away or respond in some other way.

In the end, he didn't push her away.

He wrapped his arm around her waist and used the other hand to slip under her knees, lifting her from the ground and placing her on his lap.

Just holding her like that, touching her thighs, her chest, enveloping her tongue.

The initiative suddenly returned to Song Guanchao.

If he allowed her to continue like this, it probably wouldn't be long before she would undo his pants.

If that's the case, might as well take the initiative.

At least he could still control the rhythm.

He aimed to just kiss and touch, without it developing uncontrollably.

However, he underestimated Wu Yun's assertiveness.

Wu Yun was not satisfied with just kissing and touching for long. She began to counterattack, quickly undoing all his buttons and going for his belt.

Song Guanchao grabbed her hand, pulling his tongue away, and said, "Someone will see."

"There's no one here."

"What if there is?"

"There's no what if." Wu Yun said tenderly, "I want to!"

"It's too hot, all sweaty, and there's dirt on the ground. Besides, it's your first time."

"Zhou Qian was also a first-timer. Didn't you do it in the mountains?"

"...That's different."

"Humph, you just dislike me."

"How could I dislike you?"

"Then why don't you want me?"

"I..."

Song Guanchao couldn't find an excuse.

At this moment, his phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket.

He found it a lifeline, took it out, and saw it was a call from Liang Hao.

"It's Mayor Liang calling."

Song Guanchao held her as he answered the call, "Hello, Brother Liang."

"Brother, have you returned?"

"I have."

"Are you busy now? If not, come over and let's have tea and chat a bit."

"Okay, I'm heading over now."

As soon as the call ended, he saw Wu Yun's eyes redden again.

"What's wrong again, who bullied you?"

"You bullied me!"

Wu Yun said, "As soon as someone invites you, you go. You clearly don't want to be with me! You find me annoying and want to get rid of me!"

"That's really not it, you're overthinking."

"I'm not overthinking!"

As she was about to cry, Song Guanchao suddenly asked, "Where are you living now?"

Wu Yun was stunned by the question, "What?"

"I said, where are you living now?"

"I… I live outside."

"Not with your parents?"

"No, I have a place."

"Just as well, I left home without keys today. Do you have a spare room at your place?"

With such clear words, even if Wu Yun were foolish, she understood.

She nodded vigorously and made a sound, and her smile reappeared on her face.

"Let's go, return the car, and I have to see Mayor Liang."

On the way back, Wu Yun's joy was impossible to conceal.

Song Guanchao occasionally glanced at her from the corner of his eye, also smiling along.

After returning, his car registration had been processed.

He initially planned to drop Wu Yun off first, but she mentioned she needed to handle some things and didn't want him to.

Song Guanchao didn't insist, driving straight to the tea house.

Upon arriving, he saw a woman in a high-slit qipao, with a hairpin, waiting expectantly at the entrance.

Seeing Song Guanchao, the woman approached with small steps, happily saying, "Brother Song, you've arrived."

"Is your brother here?"

"He's here."

Liang Hui followed by his side, entering the tea house.

Upon reaching a private room on the second floor, Liang Hui sat aside, making tea for them.

"Jiang Yuan has been quite restless lately," Liang Hao said.

Song Guanchao was quite surprised, not expecting him to notice too.

"I am already aware."

Song Guanchao's response didn't surprise Liang Hao either.

"What do you plan to do?"

"I'll wait for tomorrow. I'll meet him tomorrow."

Song Guanchao lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said.

Liang Hao asked, "Do you need me to go with you?"

"No need."

Song Guanchao shook his head, "I can handle this."

Qu Xiangru and Wu Qiangwei had paved his way entirely, if he can't even handle this, then he's too useless.

Liang Hao was curious, hearing his confident tone.

He just didn't know where this confidence came from.

The two stayed in the tearoom until almost five o'clock when Liang Hao checked the time and said, "Let's go."

He was hosting many people for dinner tonight.

Almost everyone from Wu Qiangwei and Qu Xiangru's camp was invited.

However, the invitees were of lower rank.

Like Chu Xiao'e, Minister Zhou, and other committee members, he didn't invite them.

After all, differing statuses could be awkward together.

The dinner lasted until after eight, and during the meal, no one drank excessively or encouraged others to drink.

When the gathering ended and people dispersed, Liang Hao said, "Brother Song, did you drive over?"

"Yes."

"Then let my sister drive you home."

"No need, I'll just get a ride."

Liang Hao ignored him and instructed Liang Hui, "Take Brother Song home."

Saying that, he left.

Song Guanchao was a bit speechless; he was no longer pretending at all.

This was clearly to create an opportunity for Liang Hui.

Accurately speaking, it was to create an opportunity for Liang Hui.

Because Liang Hao knew he was not interested.

"Brother Song, let's go." Liang Hui cheerfully linked her arm through his.

Song Guanchao didn't refuse, allowing her to lean in as they walked out together.

Once in the car, Liang Hui drove as if familiar, knowing where Song Guanchao's home was.

However, shortly after they set off, Song Guanchao suddenly reported a new address.

Liang Hui furrowed her brow, "What's there?"

"A friend's house." Song Guanchao replied, "I didn't bring my house key this time, so I'm staying at a friend's place."

"I see."

Liang Hui's eyes dimmed, unsure if she believed him.

After this small incident, the atmosphere on the road seemed a bit dreary.

Song Guanchao didn't explain; if she misunderstood, that would be good.

Over twenty minutes later, the car stopped at Wu Yun's apartment complex.

Finding a random parking spot, Song Guanchao said, "Just take my car back, I'll come to your place to get it later."

"Okay."

Liang Hui forced a smile, watching him get out and walk toward a nearby building. Once he was out of sight, she let out a soft sigh.

...

Knock, knock.

Song Guanchao knocked on the door.

A rush of slightly excited footsteps approached from inside.

The next second, the door opened.

Wu Yun, in a nightgown, appeared before him.

"Come in quickly!"

Wu Yun's emotions were complicated at the moment.

Excitement, anticipation, and some hesitation and fear of the unknown.

She had prepared a lot for tonight in the afternoon.

Like some safety measures.

Additionally, she had specially bought some more suggestive clothes.

But now that Song Guanchao was really here, she suddenly didn't know what to do.

After all, she had no experience in this area.

After a while, she said, "Do you want to take a shower?"

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