Official Career Storm
Chapter 690

Chapter 690: Chapter 690

After a while, Lin Shize came over with a set of clean pajamas and brand-new underwear that hadn’t been worn yet.

"Xiao Song, go take a shower. Your aunt has prepared the room for you."

"Thank you, Uncle."

Song Guanchao got up and breathed a sigh of relief.

Being alone with Lin Wanqiu was still a bit stressful.

He actually knew that Lin Wanqiu had feelings for him.

As for Lin Wanqiu, he naturally had feelings towards her too.

This woman, mature, with her own ideas.

Yet such a calm and composed woman, also has moments of impulsiveness.

Last night, she did everything she could to protect him, much like ’risking everything for love’.

If Song Guanchao were a woman, he’d probably fall madly in love with her.

But neither of them broke the tacit understanding between them.

They allowed mutual feelings and allowed the existence of affection.

Maybe soon, under some opportunity, their relationship would undergo a qualitative change.

But until then, let everything move steadily.

Don’t rush the process deliberately, don’t disturb the peace.

Just let things unfold naturally.

After showering, Song Guanchao came to the guest room.

The guest room was on the first floor.

Lin Wanqiu’s room was also on the first floor.

Lin Shize and his wife lived on the second floor.

"Asleep?"

"Not yet."

"Are you comfortable sleeping?"

"Comfortable, I’m not particular about beds."

"You look handsome today."

"Where do I look handsome?"

"When you asked them to apologize, you seemed full of boyfriend power (shy)."

"Does it feel safe?"

"Yeah (shy)."

"Didn’t you feel safe before?"

"I did, it’s just that I’ve never encountered such situations before. Suddenly facing this, I was a bit scared."

"Were you scared last night too?"

"Yes."

"Yet you still helped me."

"I wasn’t thinking much at the time."

"My phone is about to die."

"I have a charger, wait a moment."

Song Guanchao wanted to say there was no need, but footsteps were already heard outside.

Lin Wanqiu entered without turning on the lights, feeling her way in through the darkness.

She plugged the charger in by the bedside.

Song Guanchao plugged in his phone, placed it to the side, and saw her standing radiantly beside him, showing no intention of leaving.

Lin Wanqiu suddenly walked towards the window.

It was a floor-to-ceiling window, and she drew the curtains open a bit, letting the cold moonlight in, which coated her body with a layer of cold white light.

She was wearing only a camisole, and below, pure white cotton panties, with slick pencil-like legs shining white.

"When I was little, I planted flowers there and every night would watch them, hoping to see them grow."

"Did they grow later?"

"No, it rained heavily that night and the flowers wilted the next day."

She came over and suddenly hugged herself. Song Guanchao lifted a corner of the blanket: "Come up and chat, don’t catch a cold."

Lin Wanqiu knelt on one knee by the bed, and said, "If I come up, will you take advantage of me?"

Faced with such a sudden question, most people’s minds might freeze.

Song Guanchao seriously thought for two seconds and said, "Can’t say for sure."

"Pfft, I thought you’d say no."

"I’m not that hypocritical."

Lin Wanqiu climbed up and lay beside him, Song Guanchao said, "Aren’t you afraid I’ll take advantage of you?"

"I’m your sister."

"..." Song Guanchao was perplexed, so the god-sister identity can switch at will?

Seeing his defeated expression, Lin Wanqiu showed a victorious smile, her cheerful braid bouncing up.

Song Guanchao ground his teeth, keeping silent.

"Are you angry?"

"No."

"Tsk, so petty."

Lin Wanqiu suddenly stretched her leg out, her foot brushing against his thigh, clearly intentional.

Song Guanchao said, "If you keep doing that, I won’t be polite."

Lin Wanqiu raised her chin, "What will happen if you’re not polite?"

Song Guanchao said, "You’ll find out if you do it again."

Lin Wanqiu’s heartbeat suddenly quickened, but she refused to admit defeat: "I’ll do it!"

Her foot stretched forward again.

Just as it touched Song Guanchao’s thigh, he suddenly grabbed her ankle.

"Ah, let go." Lin Wanqiu struggled like a startled rabbit but couldn’t break free.

Song Guanchao touched her thigh before letting go: "Sister’s thigh is really soft."

Lin Wanqiu’s face turned red, fortunately, the lights weren’t on, so it wasn’t visible.

She glared at Song Guanchao in a mix of shame and anger, speechless for a while, Song Guanchao thought she was angry and planned to apologize.

"You took advantage of me!"

"I..."

"Hmph, I’ll take advantage back!"

Lin Wanqiu suddenly lunged over, grabbing his chest muscle with force.

"That’s over the top, I touched your thigh, you touched my chest!"

"If you have the guts, touch it back!"

"You’ve said it, I’m doing it!"

Song Guanchao pretended to pounce.

Lin Wanqiu straightened her chest, the plump arc obvious under the camisole, with the two cherries especially apparent.

"I..." Song Guanchao held back: "Forget it, I won’t bully you."

In that moment, she felt her heart rate reach its limit, sensing that something might happen.

Thankfully, Song Guanchao braked in time.

"Hmph, coward." Lin Wanqiu murmured.

Song Guanchao was angry: "Who’s a coward!"

"You!" Lin Wanqiu didn’t know what drove her, pressed her white legs onto Song Guanchao, and challengingly said: "Come on!"

Just as the words fell.

She suddenly felt her thigh seemed to press onto something.

Warm and hard.

And it was throbbing.

She froze, after a few seconds, she reacted, realizing what it was.

Although she hadn’t eaten pork, she’d seen pigs run.

Her face flushed fiercely, she suddenly blushed and said: "You, you put that on my leg!"

"..." Song Guanchao was speechless and didn’t know what to say.

Clearly, you pressed it yourself!

Lin Wanqiu withdrew her leg but impulsively stretched out her small hand to lightly slap his crotch: "Thinking about that for your sister, you deserve a slap!"

Song Guanchao inhaled sharply: "Don’t overdo it!"

"I will overdo it, if you’re not satisfied, fight back!"

Lin Wanqiu thought she shouldn’t be doing this, sensing the bed’s atmosphere becoming more ambiguous.

Yet her mouth was uncontrollable, seemingly intentionally amplifying Song Guanchao’s desire at this moment.

But Song Guanchao still held back, he said: "If you touch me again, I will fight back!"

Lin Wanqiu stared straight into his eyes, seeing the effort to suppress desire within them.

Like a hungry wolf staring at its prey.

Lin Wanqiu’s heart thumped hard.

Her body also felt a bit hot.

Staring at each other for a long time, Lin Wanqiu’s voice trembled slightly: "I’ll touch, afraid of you!"

She reached out and grabbed Song Guanchao’s thing.

This grab was like a catalyst, completely losing control of the situation.

Song Guanchao grabbed her arm and pulled her onto his body.

Lin Wanqiu gasped softly, feeling herself briefly suspended and brought into his embrace.

Song Guanchao hugged her with his left hand and lifted the blanket with his right hand.

Then...

"Slap!"

He smacked her butt.

Suddenly, the flesh rippled like a wave.

The already narrow panties made the fabric deeply crease into her buttocks, enhancing its roundness.

Lin Wanqiu involuntarily let out an "ah" with a soft murmur.