Han Lan said speechlessly, "Even if they reselect, it's the Secretary-General who provides a list for the Mayor to choose from. It's not like just anyone can drive for the Mayor."

She thought Wang Dahai was too unfamiliar with the ways of officialdom.

Not even understanding the most basic rules, he just assumed that if the Mayor was short a driver, he could be that driver.

But it really wasn't like that.

For a new Mayor, unfamiliar with life here, it's definitely the Secretary-General who provides a list, and she chooses someone she likes from the list.

Wang Dahai gave a slight smile: "Man proposes, God disposes. Who knows, perhaps the new Mayor might take a fancy to me?"

Han Lan said, "If you want the new Mayor to notice you, your name has to appear before the Mayor first."

"You're not even a contracted employee."

Wang Dahai smiled silently, a plan already forming in his mind.

As for whether it would work or not, he still had to see.

Seeing Wang Dahai not speaking, Han Lan thought she might have spoken too harshly and hurt his feelings.

"If you really want to go down the official path, my advice is that you'd better start by taking the public service exam."

"Uh-huh." Wang Dahai responded noncommittally, then suddenly asked, "Sister Han, have you gotten tired from cooking all night?"

Huh?

This change in topic was too abrupt.

Wang Dahai chuckled, suddenly plopping down next to her, very close.

Han Lan immediately felt nervous, especially remembering how he had made bold advances last time in the private room, she became quite uneasy.

"Stay away from me."

"No."

Wang Dahai stretched his neck, sniffing her neck: "Sister, you smell really nice."

"You little rascal, I'll get angry if you keep this up!"

"Get angry then, but you truly do smell nice. Isn't it allowed to say you smell nice?"

Wang Dahai said, "Sister Han, let me give you a shoulder rub."

"No."

"Then let me hug you."

"No... Little rascal, what are you trying to do?"

"I want to!"

"???"

Han Lan was stunned for two seconds before she realized what he meant.

Suddenly filled with irritation, she raised her fist to hit him but he quickly caught her wrist.

"Let go!"

"No."

Wang Dahai held her wrist, leaning forward even closer.

Han Lan's heart was racing, her cheeks flushing with two patches of red, her breathing accelerated.

Wang Dahai leaned in, close enough to see the fine fuzz on her face.

Han Lan's eyes darted around in panic, her gaze unsettled.

Wang Dahai opened his mouth, and his warm breath hit her face.

"Sister Han, you're so beautiful."

"You..."

"Smack!"

Wang Dahai seized the opportunity to kiss her on the lips.

That kiss, like a bolt of lightning, left Han Lan completely stunned.

She didn't expect Wang Dahai to be so bold as to actually kiss her.

When she snapped back to reality, she immediately started hitting him furiously.

"Little rascal!"

She punched hard, her eyes slightly red with anger.

"Sister Han, stop hitting, it hurts."

Wang Dahai held his head, intentionally burying it on her lap.

When she stopped, Wang Dahai looked up to see Han Lan's eyes red, and he suddenly felt a bit panicked.

"Sister Han, are you angry?"

Han Lan pursed her lips, looking as if she was about to cry, and remained silent.

Wang Dahai got a little anxious: "Sister Han, don't be angry, I was just..."

"What do you mean 'just'?"

"Exactly what I said, I couldn't hold back."

"Hmph!"

Han Lan said, "You're nothing but a lecher!"

"Uh huh, uh huh, I am a lecher."

Dahai shamelessly implored, "It's because you are so beautiful, I just can't restrain myself."

While speaking, he suddenly embraced Han Lan tightly and declared, "I don't care if Sister Han kills me, I'd still be a happy ghost of pleasure."

Then he kissed her again.

Han Lan was stunned, having not expected Dahai to come at her again.

His rough kiss and his manly scent intoxicated her instantly.

Her heart fluttered, and her body softened.

When Dahai's tongue pried open her lips and invaded, her whole body went limp and weak, uttering moans of shame that escaped her.

Dahai hadn't expected it to be so smooth.

He held Han Lan tightly, his kisses nearly suffocating her.

Han Lan's mouth was truly sweet, and her body extremely hot.

Dahai's hands roamed her back and soon reached her waist, where his fingers stealthily slipped beneath her clothes, then eagerly climbed up to her breasts, grabbing and kneading through her bra.

"Mmm~"

Stirred, Han Lan's body trembled gently.

Dahai then pushed aside her bra; with no more barriers, the touch made him feel almost explosive.

He firmly grasped her fullness, pinching and twisting her tender nipples with his fingers, causing Han Lan's body to suddenly jerk.

Her body was overwhelmed with stimulation.

Her legs clamped together uncontrollably, rubbing unconsciously.

Dahai felt it.

He kissed her even more aggressively, nearly engulfing her lips in his mouth, leaving her face drenched with saliva.

He pinned Han Lan down on the bed, his hands no longer content with just her curves.

Freeing one hand, he ventured downward.

She was wearing slacks, a bit tight-fitting.

But with his experienced hands, Dahai easily popped the button open, yanked down the waistband, and then reached towards her full thighs. After a firm grope behind her thigh, he slid his hand into her underwear.

There, it was a complete mess of wetness.

The moment Dahai's finger entered, Han Lan tensed her entire body, quivering like leaves swirling in a violent storm.

Dahai couldn't hold back anymore.

He tore off his pants, freeing his shaft, and then pulled down Han Lan's last shred of modesty.

Next, he lifted her legs and perched them on his shoulders.

It was only as he approached the vaginal entrance that Han Lan suddenly snapped to her senses.

She struggled violently, quickly sitting up on the bed.

Her cheeks were flushed, her breathing hot.

Seeing Dahai's fierce demeanor below, she flashed a look of shock.

Then, somewhat ashamed, she turned her head away, unable to bear the sight.

"You little bastard, what do you think you're doing!"

Han Lan snatched the quilt, covering herself.

Remembering the feelings that had exploded in her moments ago, and the pleasure of Dahai's kisses and caresses, she trembled anew.

That electrifying sensation was unforgettable.

She had been single for far too long, devoid of a man's touch for ages.

Dahai was tall and young.

And down there… so formidable.

And she wasn't repulsed by Dahai.

It was just that things between them were moving too fast.

There had been distance before, with no sign of this intimacy.

It seemed to start since their last encounter.

This little bastard, taking liberties with her.

And this time, he had pounced directly.

It was so close…

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