"Carry me!"

"Get on!"

Song Guanchao carried her out of Lan Gui Fang and headed to the nearest hotel.

The receptionist at the front desk cautiously helped them complete the check-in process, eyeing this couple with a somewhat unstable mental state.

Song Guanchao took the room key, carrying her into the elevator.

There was a middle-aged couple in the elevator, but Qu Xiangru seemed not to see them.

Once inside, she wrapped her arms around Song Guanchao and kissed him passionately.

The middle-aged couple looked on in astonishment.

When they exited the elevator, Song Guanchao picked her up, kissing her as they headed to the room.

Entering the room, he slotted the room card in, and Qu Xiangru had already taken off his pants, kneeling under him, taking Xiao Song into her mouth.

Song Guanchao lowered his head, seeing Qu Xiangru's extremely alluring face.

Enjoying her service to the fullest, a few minutes later, Song Guanchao pulled her up, roughly tearing off her clothes, and placed her on the sofa.

Her jeans were only pulled down to her knees, her panties hanging between her thighs, rolled into a strip.

Song Guanchao grabbed her ankle, held her round buttocks, and crazily kissed her flawless Yumen.

"Ah~"

Qu Xiangru cried out without restraint, her melodious voice like a song, composing an arousing symphony.

She tilted her head back, the skin on her neck taut.

She clutched Song Guanchao's hair, trying hard to bring him closer.

"Huff~"

Song Guanchao sat up, gasping heavily, his cheeks flushed from holding his breath.

Qu Xiangru's shirt was in disarray, her black lingerie faintly visible.

The jeans pushed to her knees gave her an alluring, disheveled beauty.

Song Guanchao pulled off one leg of her jeans, pinching her waist as his body moved forward, reaching the outer part of Yumen, then lowered his head to bite her lips.

Almost simultaneously, he slowly sank lower.

Qu Xiangru immediately felt an indescribable fullness and pain, inhaling deeply but not exhaling for a long time, until Song Guanchao was fully inside, when she finally let out a long breath.

She clung tightly to Song Guanchao's neck, his gentle thrusts pushing her to her limits almost immediately.

Waves of heat flowed down from her abdomen, her delicate body convulsing, her gentle moans escaping her nose.

She grabbed Song Guanchao's shoulders, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, continuously letting out sounds that excited Song Guanchao.

Her bewitching peach blossom eyes stared at Song Guanchao, as if engraving his face deep in her heart.

"Faster, a little faster, mhm, ah~"

Qu Xiangru's urging unleashed unprecedented strength in Song Guanchao's muscles, his rough treatment maintaining her high-pitched cries.

Over a dozen minutes later, Song Guanchao stopped, exhausted, pressing down on her.

Qu Xiangru had one leg hanging inside the sofa, the other on the outside, her bra hanging off her arm, her hair draped like a waterfall over the armrest.

This frenzied dozen minutes had allowed her to release years of pent-up emotions.

Just as Song Guanchao propped himself up, ready to get up, Qu Xiangru suddenly hooked his neck and pulled him back down: "I want more!"

Song Guanchao picked her up and carried her toward the bathroom: "Even if you don't want it, too late."

"Let's clean up first, tonight you shouldn't think about sleeping."

In the bathroom, he removed Qu Xiangru's bra.

He took a towel, wet it with hot water, and carefully avoided her wounds while washing her body.

After washing her body, he washed her hair.

Her long hair reached her waist, thick and dense, making it a hassle to wash.

Song Guanchao washed it meticulously, and then carefully dried it with a hairdryer.

This meticulous care made Qu Xiangru feel somewhat dazed at times.

"Go wait for me on the bed."

Song Guanchao patted her big buttocks and turned back to the bathroom.

When he came out of the shower, Qu Xiangru was already tucked under the covers, only her head peeking out, looking surprisingly cute.

He was stark naked, expecting Qu Xiangru to shy away, but instead, she jumped out from under the covers and dashed to the bed, leaping up in one swoop.

Song Guanchao hurriedly caught her.

Despite Qu Xiangru being over 1.7 meters tall, her body was surprisingly light, weighing only a hundred pounds or so.

Though tall, she weighed just over a hundred pounds, yet she had all the right curves in all the right places.

Once she wrapped her arms around Song Guanchao, she kissed him passionately, almost overwhelming him.

"Why the rush?"

"It's just one night, of course I'm in a hurry."

After saying this, both of them suddenly froze.

Song Guanchao understood what she meant.

This night was her indulgence in herself, a temporary escape from her usual serious life.

After tonight, she would return to being the Executive Deputy Governor, the cold and strict leader to everyone.

Song Guanchao saw a fleeting loneliness in her eyes.

He didn't say anything like "As long as you want, I'm here for you."

He understood Qu Xiangru's character well enough to know that she wouldn't agree.

She didn't want him to disrupt her life.

She had already planned her future meticulously and executed it with strong determination.

She wouldn't give up over twenty years of effort for one night of passion.

"Then let's not waste it."

Song Guanchao pressed her onto the bed, entwining their fingers, spreading her arms, and began kissing her from the lips, traveling across her cheeks, along the neck, savoring her fragrant shoulders and collarbone, leaving bite marks on her firm chest.

Then he moved between her beautiful legs.

The last time he was this wild was in Yanjing, with Lin Wanqiu.

But this time with Lin Wanqiu was different.

Qu Xiangru was even more wild than her.

Again and again, without any protection.

Though inexperienced, she actively suggested various bold experiments.

The scale was so enormous that even Song Guanchao was amazed.

It seemed she wanted to give all her best moments to Song Guanchao.

That night was long, yet also fleeting.

The sky outside had begun to lighten, yet the two of them were still entangled in bed.

Qu Xiangru lay at the foot of the bed, her hips raised high, arms pulled back by Song Guanchao, as if galloping.

When Song Guanchao woke up, it was already bright outside.

But there was no sign of Qu Xiangru in the room.

He found his phone; it was already three in the afternoon.

Where was she?

He scratched his head, got up, and was putting on his clothes when Qu Xiangru sent him a message.

It was an address.

He went to the place and found it was a restaurant.

Qu Xiangru had changed into clean clothes and was sitting there.

Seeing him arrive, Qu Xiangru reverted to her usual indifference: "Sit."

Truth be told, Song Guanchao was quite unused to her stark contrast in behavior.

It felt like the Qu Xiangru before him and the wild one from last night were not the same person.

Suppressing the uncomfortable feeling, he sat down.

Once the dishes were served, Song Guanchao initiated the conversation: "Secretary Lu will send all the company's termination letters before Friday."

Qu Xiangru sliced her steak without looking up: "I'll head back after eating."

"I will head back too." As Song Guanchao checked the flights on his phone, he intended to ask which flight she had booked.

After thinking for a moment, he decided not to ask.

If she could remain calm, he, a grown man, shouldn't cling like a young girl.

He randomly booked a flight, saying, "I've spoken with Secretary Wu, and for now, let's not tell Mayor Jiang about this. If you want to negotiate terms, you can talk to them yourself."

"But let me remind you, Lingjiang has no more positions available."

Qu Xiangru didn't care about his suggestion but said, "My previous proposal, you might want to reconsider."

"What proposal?"

"Jiang Yiren."

"Hmm?"

"She's my cousin. If you marry her, your career path will be smoother."

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