Wu Qiangwei was indeed quite drunk and very sleepy, with only a faint hint of consciousness.

But when Qu Xiangru entered the room, she became a bit more alert and a little nervous.

After pretending to be asleep, she felt Song Guanchao placing her on the bed.

Soon after, she noticed that Song Guanchao also seemed to lie down on the bed, right next to her.

This made her suddenly nervous again.

The room was pitch black, and she didn't know what was happening now. She could only guess based on the movements on the bed.

It seemed... the three of them were all lying on the same bed at this moment.

While she was lost in thought, she suddenly felt a hand placed on her buttocks.

The feeling from that hand was exceptionally distinct.

First, it covered her buttocks, then slowly began to caress, like handling a piece of artwork.

Although the caress was gentle, she could feel the concealed fire within the owner's heart.

It was Song Guanchao's hand.

He is touching me!

Wu Qiangwei lay on her side, her legs together, feeling a bit damp between them.

She felt a sense of emptiness inside, and instead of resenting Song Guanchao's touch, she felt an urgent craving.

She was even anticipating Song Guanchao's hand to move to other places.

Song Guanchao lay on his back on the bed, one hand touching Wu Qiangwei's buttocks, while the other was pulling down Qu Xiangru's pajama pants.

Without much effort from him, Qu Xiangru cooperatively raised her buttocks, spread her legs over him, grabbed him, and moved towards there.

Squelch.

A barely perceptible sound arose. Qu Xiangru instinctively wanted to shout out, but her mouth was tightly covered by Song Guanchao, leaving only heavy breathing.

She seemed to have forgotten that Wu Qiangwei was nearby and moved her white, round buttocks up and down, regardless of anything else.

Song Guanchao felt an unprecedented thrill.

His movements turned rough, from what was once gentle caressing to a forceful grasp.

Wu Qiangwei stuffed a pillow into her mouth, biting it, gripping the sheets tightly, her whole body tense.

Song Guanchao lifted her buttocks slightly, and in this position, her buttocks looked perfectly round and tight.

The full and firm cheeks were vigorously kneaded by Song Guanchao, as if kneading dough.

With Qu Xiangru's active movements, Song Guanchao's excitement grew.

He suddenly released Wu Qiangwei's buttocks, but in the next instant, he grabbed Wu Qiangwei's pajama pants.

He didn't seem to care whether he would wake Wu Qiangwei. His actions were so rough, he yanked the pants down in one stroke.

Because she was on her side, when he pulled, the top part of her pants was yanked down, but the bottom part was still pinned under her waist.

Song Guanchao was too excited and lost patience, reaching under her waist and forcibly pulling down the pinned part of her pants.

Wu Qiangwei bit hard on the pillow, her heart pounding with tension.

She didn't know what Song Guanchao intended to do, but... in this situation, what else could it be?

Without the barrier of pajama pants, the close contact and exquisite sensation made Song Guanchao's spirit reach its peak.

Qu Xiangru didn't know what he was doing. At this moment, she lay on top of him. Every time she lifted and lowered her buttocks, she swallowed him completely, reaching the very core.

The feeling of being so full it almost hurt a bit, brought an indescribable pleasure.

In just a few minutes, she had already climaxed twice.

Song Guanchao wrapped an arm around Qu Xiangru's waist, holding her steady on him, limiting the movement when she lifted and dropped her body to a minimal range.

To avoid making too much noise and waking Wu Qiangwei.

The other hand was savoring Wu Qiangwei's ample buttocks.

Her buttocks were wrapped in a sexy thong, and the feedback from his hand set his imagination ablaze with images of her clad in that underwear, making him even more excited.

He slid his hand down along the slit.

Suddenly, he paused.

He discovered that Wu Qiangwei was wet.

Obviously, under his caress, Wu Qiangwei's body had already had a strong reaction.

Song Guanchao slid his hand directly between her plump thighs, pressing his palm into the softness, caressing every inch.

This gave Wu Qiangwei an electrifying sensation, her body continually feeling emptiness.

But suddenly.

The sense of emptiness disappeared.

She felt something filling that void, bringing instant fulfillment.

She began trembling uncontrollably, the pillow nearly torn by her teeth.

Song Guanchao's spirit also peaked at this moment.

He somewhat roughly satisfied her with his fingers.

Under the dual stimulation of mind and body, Song Guanchao could finally no longer resist, subdued by Qu Xiangru.

Qu Xiangru also stopped, laying on him without moving.

After a while, she slowly raised her buttocks, got off him, and lay down beside him.

She was too tired, and shortly after, she fell sound asleep.

Song Guanchao observed for a while, confirmed she was indeed asleep, and felt relieved.

He moved closer to Wu Qiangwei, freeing his other hand, reaching around her neck, slipped under the neck of her nightshirt, and grabbed her breast.

Under his roaming hands, Wu Qiangwei's body surged like tides, about to lose composure.

Mmm~

She whimpered, her body shuddering repeatedly, and Song Guanchao felt his hand soaked.

Huff, huff~

He breathed heavily, slowly withdrawing his hand, paused for a moment, and his mind gradually cleared up.

Recalling what had happened in those mere ten minutes, Song Guanchao felt a surreal, dreamlike sensation.

Qu Xiangru was right; alcohol can lead to such reckless behavior...

He was so close to going all the way with Wu Qiangwei as well.

Fortunately, he resisted in the end.

If it had really gone that far and woke her, he wouldn't know how to face her.

He put Wu Qiangwei's pajama pants back on, quietly crawled out of the blanket, and tiptoed out of the room.

He rushed to the bathroom, took a cold shower, and fully regained his senses.

As he lay in bed, recalling what just transpired, Song Guanchao relished the memory.

Early the next morning.

Song Guanchao got up especially early, and by the time he returned with breakfast from outside, the two women had already freshened up.

"I bought breakfast, dig in."

Song Guanchao's gaze was a bit faint, but fortunately, the two women's reactions were no different than usual.

Qu Xiangru had a strong mental state. Regardless of what had happened the day before, she could act as if nothing had occurred the next day.

Wu Qiangwei was trying to maintain her composure, only doing it well enough not to be discovered.

After Song Guanchao left last night, she quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Having drunk so much alcohol last night, when she woke up this morning, she struggled to distinguish whether everything from the previous night was a dream or reality.

It wasn't until she saw Qu Xiangru lying beside her and noticed the marks on her underwear that she confirmed the thrilling, sensuous events really happened.

Qu Xiangru picked up a bun, nibbling on it, her brows slightly furrowed, seemingly pondering something.

Suddenly, she looked at Song Guanchao and asked, "Was it Secretary Song who brought me into the room last night?"

"Yes, Secretary Qu drank too much, so I brought you back to the room."

"It seems you brought me to the wrong room; that was Secretary Wu's room."

"Ah? Really?" Song Guanchao already had his excuse ready: "Looks like I drank too much too and entered the wrong room."

Qu Xiangru hesitated, wanting to say something more, ultimately saying, "When I woke up this morning, my panties weren't on me."

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