Qu Xiangru drank too much, and Wu Qiangwei also drank too much.
The only one sober was Song Guanchao.
"It's getting late."
Qu Xiangru slowly stood up, her ripe body swaying slightly.
She brushed her hair casually and said, "Secretary Song, can you take me home?"
At first, this sentence didn't seem to have any problem.
But Wu Qiangwei became alert.
Just as Song Guanchao was about to agree, Wu Qiangwei said, "If Secretary Qu doesn't mind, you can sleep here at my place."
Then she said to Song Guanchao, "You've drunk so much, don't drive."
Without waiting for them to agree, she went to the room to tidy up.
After she left, Qu Xiangru put away her smile, looking cold like a stone.
Song Guanchao ground his back molars, then reached out and grabbed her thigh, placing his hand between her legs, caressing the slightly raised mound with two fingers.
