Official Career Storm

Chapter 1581 1581

This was the first time Song Guanchao and Wu Qiangwei lay together in bed, both fully aware of each other's feelings.

The opportunity was rare, the night short, and Song Guanchao was unwilling to waste any time.

Under his skillful touch and kisses, Wu Qiangwei felt as if she were enveloped in warm spring water, each sensitive part of her body sending waves of pleasure that made her want to moan aloud.

Yet Song Guanchao covered her mouth, muffling her voice so only muffled sounds escaped.

Song Guanchao wanted to hear her moan, but there were people outside.

He planned to stay up late and explore every part of Wu Qiangwei's body thoroughly.

So he had to keep the volume down.

A few minutes later, the new bedsheets were marked with fresh wet spots.

Seizing the moment, Song Guanchao sat up again and leaned close to her lips.

Wu Qiangwei gazed at him with hazy eyes, her rosy lips slightly parted.

Her lips were already wet, and Song Guanchao was elated at the thought that finally, his long-awaited dream was about to come true!

But then.

Knock, knock.

The abrupt knocking startled Song Guanchao, making him freeze. As if rehearsed countless times, he immediately lay back, grabbing the blanket to cover himself.

Wu Qiangwei also woke instantly, her voice unnaturally asking, "Wh-what's going on?"

Creak~

Bai Ruyi opened the door, and the light from outside spilled in, illuminating a corner of the room.

She stepped in and reached to turn on the light, but Wu Qiangwei panicked, saying, "Don't turn on the light!"

Bai Ruyi paused, looking toward the bed.

The blankets were in disarray, and one of Wu Qiangwei's long white legs was exposed, her rounded shoulders also bare—not wearing any clothes.

Looking at the hair clinging to her forehead, it was evident she was sweaty...

Her tone was equally flustered.

Bai Ruyi could already guess what she was doing.

"You..."

"I'm going to sleep now." Wu Qiangwei didn't care what Bai Ruyi thought; she just couldn't let her turn on the light or come closer. "You should leave now."

"Qiangwei, you... you should have some restraint." Bai Ruyi said with a peculiar expression, "Too often isn't very good."

"What are you talking about? I'm going to sleep!" Wu Qiangwei was thoroughly embarrassed.

She had been caught twice in a row, misunderstood both times, and didn't know how to explain it.

"Alright, alright, you sleep, I'll be going."

Bai Ruyi left with a knowing look, pausing before she closed the door: "Oh, by the way, I'll put on headphones later, so you can be louder."

Her teasing tone made Wu Qiangwei want to die of embarrassment.

Bai Ruyi left with a giggle, closing the door behind her.

As soon as she was gone, Song Guanchao jumped out of bed and locked the door from the inside.

He returned to the bed, threw off the blanket, and pounced on her like a hungry tiger.

Wu Qiangwei tried to push him: "I want to sleep... mmph."

Song Guanchao silenced her without reason.

He knew Wu Qiangwei so well; having been inadvertently interrupted by Bai Ruyi, she was now in a state of shame.

At times like this, he had to be proactive, to bring her back into the mood.

Soon enough, Wu Qiangwei began to gasp softly again.

Song Guanchao withdrew his tongue, listening to her breathless gasps, kissing her neck, rubbing against her soft body.

"Ah, ah~"

The gasps gradually turned into moans; since Bai Ruyi already misunderstood,

it no longer mattered whether she wore headphones or not.

If she heard, so be it.

And as he sent her to the peak once more, Song Guanchao sat up again, leaning close to her lips.

This time, would there be no interruptions?

This time, indeed, there was no interruption, but Wu Qiangwei was much more sober than before.

Looking at Xiao Song so close, she lightly slapped him with disdain: "Go away."

Song Guanchao's eyes widened.

What did this mean?

Wu Qiangwei let out a soft hum, sitting up on the bed, leaning against the headboard, reaching over to hold Xiao Song, gently caressing him.

There was no intention of using her mouth, though.

Song Guanchao grimaced, feeling cheated.

He had hoped to seize the moment while she was still in the mood, to break new ground, opening a whole new world for her.

Twice before, it seemed like the moment was ripe, yet both times, Bai Ruyi had ruined it.

The third time, there was no interruption, but with the previous experiences, Wu Qiangwei was aware of Song Guanchao's intentions.

For now, it seemed she was not ready to use her mouth for him yet.

Song Guanchao felt a pang of despair, touching her lips, saying, "Use this."

The only response was a soft hum.

Song Guanchao, unwilling to give up, teased her lush lips: "Just once."

"No." Wu Qiangwei's tone was firm.

Song Guanchao was in despair.

Wu Qiangwei, seeing him somewhat dejected, felt a bit sorry for him.

She let go of Xiao Song, saying, "Lie down."

Song Guanchao looked at her, thinking, has she changed her mind?

He lay down.

Wu Qiangwei lifted the blanket, first crossing her arms over her chest, then kneeling up, moving to his side.

She spread her legs, moving over his hips.

Reaching to hold Xiao Song, adjusting the angle, while her hips moved to meet Xiao Song.

Song Guanchao immediately grew excited.

Had she seen the light?

His throat moved fervently, swallowing hard.

Though she covered her chest, her position now displayed her flawless body fully before his eyes.

Slim shoulders, skin like milk, a seductive navel, and a curvaceous waistline.

What drove Song Guanchao wild was her pristine Yumen.

The touch was remarkably delicate, each contact sent his soul quivering.

She held Xiao Song, gently pressing against, then slowly sat down!

However, she only let Xiao Song sit against her Yumen...

Song Guanchao understood her meaning.

She noticed his disappointment and chose to satisfy him in this way.

Though it fell short of the real thing, since it was her first time being proactive, psychologically, it was still thrilling and satisfying.

Her knees gradually bent until she sat fully down, her tender, wet Yumen pressed tightly against Xiao Song.

Her hips swayed each movement, a friction from start to end, then end to start again.

And with her on top, her whole body's weight pressed down, several times Song Guanchao felt as if she enclosed him by an inch.

It was a markedly different experience from when he was on top.

"Is this... good?" she asked breathlessly.

Her hip movements were not skilled, but she had watched tutorials and was now reenacting from memory, her movements inevitably a bit unpolished or imperfect.

"Move your hand," Song Guanchao grabbed her stubborn arm shielding her chest, clutching the bouncing rabbits as her body swayed, urging with labored breath, "Faster."

Wu Qiangwei tightly bit her lip, gripping his arms, maintaining her balance, speeding up her hip twisting as he urged.

Each rub brought an exquisite experience to Song Guanchao, and brought her joy once more.

Song Guanchao's hands seemingly held some magic, the rubbing seemed to send electric currents.

"Faster!" Song Guanchao suddenly roared, releasing his hands to pull her into an embrace.

One hand on her head, sealing her lips with his, sucking voraciously, another hand pressing on her upturned hips, making her Yumen press as closely as possible.

Then, he poured all he had!