07-27 A Prodigal Son's Romantic Adventures in the Officialdom

"The Prodigal Son's Romantic Hunt in the Officialdom" (Complete) Author: linnhawl
Chapter 1: The Beautiful Xiao Xin
Li Daoqi drove a brand-new, pure black BMW 8 Series along Chang'an Avenue.
It was already dark; he had just left Minister Cui Zisan's house. He and Minister Cui had dinner and chatted until late at night. The minister seemed intent on increasing investment in their department, and might even expand its size. As the de facto head of this department, he should benefit greatly, but tonight's dinner, drinks, and chat at Minister Cui's house seemed to go beyond work.
Minister Cui had just hinted at his dissatisfaction with a provincial governor named Ouyang Qi. Li Daoqi was quite familiar with Governor Ouyang Qi, who was the governor of SLL Province, and had also had contact with him. He had long heard that Minister Cui and Governor Ouyang Qi had a lot of grudges. Recently, Minister Cui had been in contact with people from the Public Security Bureau, the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection, and the Ministry of State Security. It seemed that Minister Cui was about to take action. Did he want him to help him collect some "materials"? If so, his department would become Minister Cui's tool, and it didn't matter if it became a tool. It was just a matter of seeing how far Minister Cui could go and how high he could rise. Was it the right thing to stand on Minister Cui's side? Right now, Minister Cui had a lot of power, but who knew what would happen in the future...
The car arrived near the Military Museum. Li Daoqi thought he'd go to the military dependents' compound behind the August 1st Building to chat with his old friends and catch up on Minister Cui and Governor Ouyang's affairs.
He turned the corner immediately. Just as he turned, he saw a traffic policeman gesturing for him to pull over.
He parked in front of the policeman, grabbed his driver's license, and walked over. The policeman was startled; he'd only ever seen cars park behind them before, never in front. He saw a handsome young man, around twenty years old, stepping down from the driver's seat of the BMW. The man was very tall, a full head taller than him, probably at least 1.85 meters, with a strikingly handsome face. The smile on his lips, coupled with his seemingly eloquent eyes, possessed a captivating charm. Undeniably, he was a very handsome man, with refined features and a distinctive personality. He had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, long legs, and a tall, straight posture. However, his hair was somewhat disheveled, his beard looked like it hadn't been shaved for days, and his suit was slightly wrinkled. Seeing his disheveled appearance, the traffic policeman assumed he wasn't a wealthy man and felt reassured.
The traffic policeman didn't stand at attention, only giving a perfunctory salute. "Hello, please show me your driver's license."
Li Daoqi walked up to the traffic policeman and practically tossed the driver's license over.
As the traffic policeman flipped through the driver's license, he said, "You just turned at a red light, why did you turn so carelessly?"
Li Daoqi, not wanting trouble, softened his tone and said, "Oh, sorry. I wasn't paying attention."
The policeman then smelled alcohol on Li Daoqi's breath and thought, "I've got him now." His bonus for the month was secured. He was about to ask more questions when his gaze fell on the BMW and he saw at least six passes for major government offices on the windshield. His heart sank. This man looked extremely wealthy and powerful; he might even be the son of some high-ranking official.
"Even though there are fewer people and cars at this hour, you still need to be careful," the policeman said, handing the driver's license back to Li Daoqi and giving him a salute.
Li Daoqi felt sorry for the traffic police, seeing them catching violators so late at night. Actually, he was just after the reward, so he politely said, "Thank you," and drove off.
After getting in his car, he remembered the traffic police's words; it was the middle of the night, and it wouldn't be good for him to go looking for someone else. So he turned around and headed straight for the "Mayflower" bar opposite the Bayi Building.
The traffic police, seeing him turn around in the middle of the road, immediately lowered their heads and pretended to look at their motorcycle, thinking: His vehicle has so many government signs, yet it's registered as a private car. Damn! Corruption!
Li Daoqi went into the bar, ordered three bottles of Budweiser, and started drinking, wondering what Minister Cui meant. Was he trying to cultivate his own power? Was he trying to use his power to deal with that Governor Ouyang of some province, hoping to profit from a power struggle between them? Or was he even trying to eliminate him? Thinking this, Li Daoqi felt the wine in his mouth grow colder than before.
He touched his hair, noticing it was thinning. Sigh! What a hassle. To others, he appears handsome, dashing, and successful. He graduated from the National People's Congress's gifted youth program at 18 and within three years became a division-level cadre in the government. He wields considerable power. His father is the Vice Chairman of the Central Military Commission, his second uncle is the Commander-in-Chief of the Fengtian Military Region, and his third uncle is the Deputy Secretary-General of the National People's Congress—his family is incredibly influential. Li Daoqi drives a luxurious BMW and doesn't need to commute every day. He was in charge of a department, but only he knew the hardships involved. Thinking this, he pulled out a "Zhongnanhai" cigarette from his pocket and lit it.
"Are you alone, sir?" A very pleasant and melodious voice reached his ears.
Li Daoqi looked in the direction of the voice. A very pretty girl, with an oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, a delicate nose, cherry lips, and pearly white teeth, was about 1.65 meters tall, around twenty years old, with long, flowing hair—Li Daoqi didn't know when he developed a particular fondness for girls with long, flowing hair. She looked quite innocent, perhaps still in school. Li Daoqi nodded slightly without looking closely, gesturing with his chin towards the seat next to him.
The girl generously sat down right next to Li Daoqi. Actually, she had been standing at the door for quite some time. She had already noticed that Li Daoqi was driving a high-end BMW. Although he was handsome, his clothes weren't great, but she still had to try it on; she couldn't help it.
Li Daoqi spoke up: "What would you like to drink, Miss?"
"Anything is fine." Her voice wasn't at all affected. Unlike the girls she usually encountered, who were all affected and coquettish.
"Would beer be alright?" Li Daoqi asked softly. Having a beautiful woman with him made him feel a bit better, even though she was just a prostitute.
"Okay, thank you."
"Snap!" Li Daoqi snapped his fingers crisply. "Three more Budweisers, please."
Only then did Li Daoqi begin to take a closer look at the girl. She was around twenty years old, with captivating eyes, cherry-red lips, and a beaming smile. What's most captivating is her pure, ethereal, almost otherworldly quality, which evokes a protective and tender feeling in men. Yes! She has a great figure and an exceptionally good temperament. Even without makeup, she's far more beautiful than those so-called celebrities after removing their makeup. Li Daoqi, through his work, has met several celebrities, and he feels that when they're made up, they're only passable. It's rare to find someone so beautiful without makeup. Moreover, people in the arts often seem uncultured. They seem to only know about good cosmetics and how to coordinate clothes! In reality, they don't know how to coordinate clothes; they've only heard about it. They know nothing about acting.
This girl has a refined air, unlike the stereotypical brainless and lacking-boob model; she has a scholarly air about her. The price probably isn't cheap either. You know, a certain celebrity, Wang X, charges 80,000 yuan a night. This beauty, whose looks are clearly far superior, probably costs at least 10,000 yuan.
At this moment, the wine was placed on the table. Li Daoqi handed a bottle to the girl.
"Thank you!" the girl replied politely.
"Being able to say thank you so often, perhaps she's well-mannered, with a scholarly air. Maybe she's still a student?" Li Daoqi, after all, graduated from a prestigious university and has worked for many years; he can be considered quite worldly.
Li Daoqi picked up his wine bottle and gestured to the girl. The girl also gracefully picked up her wine.
After they each took a sip, Li Daoqi asked, "How should I address you, Miss?"
"You're too kind, sir... just call me Xiao Xin. How should I address you, sir?"
"My surname is Li."
Li Daoqi glanced at his watch; it was already past 1 a.m. "How much until 8 a.m. tomorrow?"
The girl seemed startled, but quickly regained her composure. "6500."
"Haha, that's a bit high. Sorry." Li Daoqi said, raising his hand to pay.
"6000 is the lowest I can offer."
Li Daoqi looked at the girl; her high, upturned nose was indeed quite pretty on her cute face. After a moment, he said, "Okay, let's go."
Li Daoqi snapped his fingers. "Check, please."
"Sir, that'll be 750 yuan in total."
Li Daoqi took out his wallet from his pocket, pulled out 800 yuan, "Keep the change, give me the receipt."
"Thank you, please wait a moment."
The girl glanced at her wallet; it was quite thick. She didn't seem like a driver who just drove around aimlessly in a boss's car!
While he was getting the receipt, Li Daoqi asked the girl where she was going. The girl suggested a hotel. Li Daoqi also thought the hotel was better. After getting the invoice, he drove to the parking lot of a medium-sized three-star hotel. Actually, Li Daoqi could have found a better hotel, but the better hotels were all catering to foreigners and therefore had the protection of the security department. If the security department discovered Li Daoqi's identity at this moment and he was doing this, it would be a big problem.
The girl, Xiao Xin, carefully got out of the car, looking quite flustered, not because she thought the money was too little.
Li Daoqi booked a double room. After entering, Xiao Xin said she wanted to take a shower first and went into the bathroom. Li Daoqi followed.
The girl was a little embarrassed to see Li Daoqi standing at the door unprepared, but she still smiled slightly and began to take off her clothes. She unzipped the back of her white slip dress, and the dress slid to the floor, revealing her fair skin. Her bra was front-opening and of good quality. After taking off the bra, Li Daoqi was a little disappointed; her breasts weren't as large as they looked. He picked up the bra; the foam wasn't thick, and the workmanship was good, but it wasn't a brand name. By this time, the girl had already taken off her underwear. This girl, Xiao Xin, had a good figure, fair skin, and a well-proportioned body. She had chestnut-colored hair.
"Want to come along?" the girl's voice was a little hesitant, her pretty face like a ripe autumn apple.
"Okay."
The girl helped Li Daoqi take off his suit jacket. She glanced at the brand. Valentino, with the pure wool label, made in Italy. It was a high-end suit that cost at least 20,000. "I never would have guessed this handsome guy was so rich."
Seeing Li Daoqi's vibrant, imposing physique, gleaming skin, and well-defined muscles, the girl felt a little uneasy. After a while, the girl helped Li Daoqi remove his underwear. Seeing his erection, she let out a shy moan, "Mmm..." Her cheeks flushed red, and she quickly closed her beautiful, expressive eyes. "No way, he's out doing this, yet he's pretending to be innocent." But he hadn't met a girl like this in years. Yes, many years... Li Daoqi thought of his first love.
"What? Getting impatient?" A stunningly beautiful face blushed deeply.
"Hehe," Li Daoqi chuckled.
From the girl's expression, Li Daoqi could tell that she hadn't thought much of him at first, but now that she knew he
wasn't a driver, she understood. He placed his hand on her chest, caressing her small breasts. Although they weren't large,
they were enough to hold in one hand. Unexpectedly, the girl's face turned red. It seemed she hadn't been doing this for long and was still quite innocent.
"Should I take it off? Look how much that little thing is holding in." The girl was clearly embarrassed by her words, her innocent face instantly turning bright red. She really blushed easily!
Li Daoqi nodded. The girl, Xiao Xin, squatted down, and the big thing, as soon as it was freed from its restraints, immediately sprang out, startling the girl. This wasn't some little thing.
"Small?"
Li Daoqi noticed the girl's surprise. She hadn't expected his "treasure" to be so big; every woman who had used it had a love-hate relationship with it.
"No," the girl, Xiao Xin, blushed even more.
"You go ahead and wash." With that, Li Daoqi walked out of the bathroom. Li Daoqi himself didn't know why he had left the bathroom.
Inside the bathroom, the girl, Xiao Xin, breathed a sigh of relief.
Listening to the sound of running water, Li Daoqi lit a cigarette, deciding to relax and not think about those troublesome things. He took out the latest ultra-thin IBM laptop from his bag, turned it on, and started browsing the internet. He opened QQ and saw someone in his friends list. He remembered—it was the online friend he had a one-night stand with. She had large breasts and a big butt; they had done it in the woods.
They arranged to meet at a bar that day. Li Daoqi didn't drive his BMW. Not wanting to attract attention, he drove a Nissan Honda. Unexpectedly, the girl, seeing that he had a car and was handsome, became very flirtatious, getting Li Daoqi aroused right there in the bar. Li Daoqi, not to be outdone, immediately recognized her as a woman and groped her all over through her skirt. It turned out she was only wearing underwear under her yellow silk dress. Li Daoqi lifted her skirt and pulled down her thong right there in the bar, leaving it on the seat.
They drank a bottle of red wine and ate some snacks. The bill came to 1,900. Seeing that Li Daoqi paid without even blinking, the girl thought she'd finally hooked up with someone.
Li Daoqi drove to a grove of trees on the outskirts of Beijing and took a look. There was no one around, and even if someone came, it would be so quiet at night that they would definitely make some noise. No cars were following them either, so he called the girl down. She didn't stand on ceremony; she was already completely naked when she got down.
The girl squatted down first, pulled down Li Daoqi's pants, and took his large penis in her mouth, trying to burn off some energy before tiring herself out later. Li Daoqi noticed, but ignored her and started taking off his shirt. Once he was naked, he pushed the girl onto the back seat of the Honda and started thrusting.
"Oh! So big! Ah! Gently... Ah!... Ah!..." she cried out loudly.
"So horny, you're already so wet."
"Oh!... Deeper," she screamed.
Li Daoqi adjusted his position and put her legs on his shoulders. He continued his hard work.
"Oh! Big brother!...Ah!...Ah!...Ah!...Be gentle! I..." She convulsed as she spoke, and Li Daoqi knew she had climaxed. But his thick member still needed some time to ejaculate. He pulled the voluptuous woman out, turning her over so her back was facing him. The woman sensibly braced herself against the car with her hands. Li Daoqi groped for her anus, pointing his index finger down.
"Ah! No!..."
The slut realized Li Daoqi wanted to penetrate her anus.
"Ah!!!" It's in! You think you can just stop now?! Don't you know who I am?!
Li Daoqi ignored her pain and continued his frantic, high-speed thrusting.
"Ah!!!...Hmm..." The woman was experiencing pleasure and began to scream wildly.
"Faster!...Faster!...Oh...So good!...Faster...Fuck...Oh!...
So big!...So big!...Big cock...So good!...Ah!..."
The sound carried far in the dead of night...
"Ah...Ah...Stop...I...I...I can't take it anymore...Ah...Please...Please...Stop...Ah...No...I...I'm a little dizzy..." Because she screamed so loudly and for so long, she was experiencing some oxygen deprivation in her brain. She began to moan softly.
"Ah...Ah...You...You're so...amazing...strong...Ah...Superman...Ah!"
He felt a spasm, and finally ejaculated, a full load, a lot. Inside her. She collapsed limply onto the back seat. Li Daoqi straightened himself up and got into the car, glancing at her in the rearview mirror.
"Big brother, you're amazing. I'm dizzy."
Li Daoqi smiled slightly, "Where to?"
"Anywhere. Your place?"
"Let's go to your place." Li Daoqi didn't want this kind of person to know where he lived.
"Okay." She knew it was useless for her to insist; this person wouldn't be that stupid.
"You use QQ too?"
A sweet voice pulled him back to reality. Li Daoqi turned around and saw it was Xiao Xin, the more innocent-looking girl he had called earlier that day. Li Daoqi immediately shut down the computer; there was data on it that he couldn't let others see.
"Are you going to shower?" The girl, Xiao Xin, had a very pleasant voice.
Li Daoqi turned to look at the girl who had spoken. She was wearing a clean white towel, her long, straight hair hanging down, still dry.
"No, thank you."
She stood up and walked to the bedside, opening her arms. "Come here."
Xiao Xin smiled and sat on his lap. Li Daoqi stroked her fair thighs under the towel; the hair wasn't very thick upwards. He found the entrance and inserted his middle finger. It was very tight; the two tight labia minora and plump labia majora were extremely resilient and elastic. It seemed she had very little sexual experience. Judging from her performance just now, she probably had very few sexual encounters; her vagina was as tight as a virgin's. It looked like she was going to have a rough time today. Li Daoqi thought to himself. The vagina was a bit dry; he could only insert two finger joints before stopping. Li Daoqi pulled his fingers out and continued upwards.
The girl, Xiao Xin's, pretty face was already burning.
Her smooth abdomen had no scars or wrinkles; "She hasn't had an abortion," he was even more certain of his judgment. Xiao Xin's skin was very well-maintained. Very delicate. He probably hadn't felt this way even on his first time touching a BMW. However, her lower abdomen was slightly protruding. A little fleshy. It's normal for girls, no matter how thin, to have a little belly. Continuing upwards, although her breasts weren't large, the nipples were very small, feeling like they had rarely been handled; the breasts felt wonderful. Soft like a virgin's, paired with delicate skin and small nipples. 6,000. Truly worth it.
The girl swallowed hard. She leaned on Li Daoqi's shoulder. Li Daoqi knew that the girl, Xiao Xin, didn't want him to touch her breasts. Strange! Her experience was pitifully limited! He really didn't know how she became a prostitute. Li Daoqi put one hand on her waist and the other hand moved from behind her buttocks. Her buttocks were a bit rough, probably from sitting too much. Compared to her petite figure, her buttocks were quite full, but not very smooth. It was already a little wet. He hadn't expected her to be so sensitive.
The girl kissed Li Daoqi's ear and whispered in it, "Come...", her pure and pretty face instantly turning bright red. The girl's voice was a little hoarse, lingering for a moment, as if she had made a great decision, "Come on... tonight I'm yours."
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This is a revised version I wrote today. I didn't expect someone to like what I wrote, even borrowing a fragment of my writing to benefit someone else. However, that guy wrote very well. Although he plagiarized my original part, he improved it very well, making it vivid and engaging, with a good plot. The career and love stories are well-written. I recommend everyone take a look; 'Romantic Officialdom' is very well written.
I plagiarize others, and others plagiarize me.
The Prodigal Official's Romantic Hunting Chronicles, Chapter Two: The Beautiful Virgin
Author: linnhawl
Li Daoqi was surprised to hear the girl's words. These words might not seem like much between lovers, but coming from someone like this, they carry a different weight.
Li Daoqi thought perhaps the girl watched porn often. Girls these days are so experienced! Some have had two or three abortions by their late teens or early twenties.
Li Daoqi made her stand up, pointed to his genitals, and said, "It seems it's not ready yet."
The girl, Xiao Xin, looked at his genitals but didn't look up.
"What's wrong with it? It's still so small. Isn't it said that I'll definitely get hard when I'm in someone's arms and they're a man? Maybe I haven't been naked yet." Thinking this, Xiao Xin took off her towel and squatted down on the carpet, her hands on Li Daoqi's enormous member. It seemed like this was the first time she'd seen an adult's thing so closely. She even secretly sniffed it first. No smell, well, even though it was autumn. But Beijing was still very hot, and it was quite remarkable that there was no smell in such hot weather. The girl's pretty face flushed red, her ears turning bright red, and she seemed to have made a great decision before finally closing her eyes and taking it in.
Li Daoqi found it a bit strange; why did she seem to have made such a big decision during the oral sex? Could it be that she had never done oral sex before? It was too rare for a prostitute not to know how to do oral sex!
"Oh, so comfortable. Moist, warm, and slippery." The back-and-forth swallowing immediately caused Li Daoqi's penis to swell rapidly. Soon, the girl Xiaoxin's small mouth could no longer accommodate it.
She had to open her mouth as wide as possible to ensure that her teeth did not touch his penis, and she couldn't put it in too much, otherwise it would touch her uvula.
Perhaps it was her clumsy oral skills that gave Li Daoqi a pleasure he hadn't felt in a long time. Li Daoqi felt he had never experienced such comfortable oral sex. "Get up," Li Daoqi said, not wanting to waste his first time.
The girl stood up, her flushed face looking at Li Daoqi, seemingly unsure of what to do. No way! Pretending to be a virgin! I've encountered no fewer than fifteen fake virgins. Either they stuffed a blood-soaked cotton ball deep inside her vagina, or they had some kind of hymenoplasty. Trying to fool me? They're still too green!
"Give me a condom, put it on me," Li Daoqi said, enjoying women putting condoms on him.
"A condom? What kind of condom?" the girl asked, puzzled. The girl gave off a very amateurish vibe. Could she have just started working as a prostitute?!
"What condom? A safety condom? You come out here and you don't even know what a condom is?" Li Daoqi replied somewhat angrily.
"I'm sorry, sir, I forgot to bring one. How about this, sir, I'm very clean, you can just come directly," the girl Xiao Xin whispered, her cheek close to Li Daoqi's ear.
"Lie down," Li Daoqi commanded impatiently.
The girl obediently lay down on the bed. Looking at the snow-white body lying on the bed, Li Daoqi felt that the 6,000 yuan he spent was really worthwhile, even 10,000 yuan wouldn't be much. Li Daoqi climbed onto the bed and spread the girl's legs apart. He played with the girl's genitals. Her labia majora and minora appeared very shiny. Hmm, quite clean. Seems like there are no diseases. It's okay without a condom. Li Daoqi climbed on top of the girl Xiao Xin, one hand around the girl's neck, the other hand holding his penis, about to enter.
The girl was already wet from Li Daoqi's ministrations. But Li Daoqi's penis was indeed very large; just the head of his penis entering made the girl cry out loudly. To Li Daoqi, the sound was like she was in great pain, almost fainting. He continued, but... why couldn't he penetrate further? Li Daoqi felt a pleasurable sensation coming from the head of his penis, almost to the point of fainting from pleasure; it was "biting" too tightly, enveloping him too wonderfully... Oh! The girl Xiaoxin's labia minora and labia majora were simultaneously gripping Li Daoqi's penis tightly! Completely covered, firmly, without leaving even the slightest gap! What was this?
"You're not a virgin, are you?" Li Daoqi asked mockingly.
The girl Xiaoxin didn't answer, only smiled, but there was a hint of bitterness in her smile. Li Daoqi didn't think much of it.
Li Daoqi knelt up, supporting his large member, and re-aimed at his target, preparing to enter. But he could only get the glans in before stopping. With a final, all-out effort, he thrust in.
"Ah!" the girl screamed, the loud sound startling Li Daoqi.
Finally, he was inside.
"Pretty tight,"
Li Daoqi thought, not caring much, and began thrusting. During the thrusting, every time he pushed in, the girl, Xiao Xin, cried out in pain, as if a thousand barriers were blocking the glans's path. With each inch forward, he could clearly feel those barriers; with each slow withdrawal, she would hold her breath and gasp, as if a thousand steel cables were pulling his penis back. With each step back, he could clearly feel the wet, tight grip of Xiao Xin's vaginal opening... Pain, oh pain! "It hurts so much, it feels so good..." Li Daoqi thought. The phrase "ecstasy" probably only applies to drug use and this kind of situation.
"Ah...ah..." The girl, Xiaoxin, turned her face away, not wanting to see.
"Ah..." Li Daoqi's deep thrust made the girl scream. She quickly covered her mouth with a pillowcase.
Li Daoqi found it amusing. But he didn't care and continued to thrust deeply.
"Hmm...hmm...hmm...hmm...hmm..." The girl could only make these sounds with the pillowcase covering her mouth
.
"Take the pillowcase out, I want to hear you scream."
The girl reluctantly took out the pillowcase.
Li Daoqi began to thrust rapidly again, each time deeply, so tight.
"Ah...ah!..." The girl's screams were heart-wrenching. "Ah!...Ah!...Big...
You...Your...it's so big."
These words seemed to be encouragement for Li Daoqi, who worked even harder.
"Oh...my god...oh...So good...So good...Ah...Ah!..."
Li Daoqi found it amusing; this girl must have watched too much porn, even her moans were in English, and very fluent American English at that.
"Oh," Li Daoqi felt something was wrong. After so long, it was still so tight. Could she be a virgin? Li Daoqi hadn't felt this good in a long time; Li Daoqi felt like, felt like he was about to...oh, he ejaculate. Yes, Li Daoqi ejaculated. Li Daoqi had never ejaculated so quickly. He ejaculated in less than fifteen minutes, which was unbelievable; even when he lost his virginity, it took him twenty minutes. But it was still incredibly pleasurable. Li Daoqi felt a little tired and went to sleep… …
A melody started playing, and a pleasant woman's voice called in his ear, "Sir, sir, it sounds like your phone."
Li Daoqi jumped up, and it took him a while to remember what was going on. He glanced at the girl beside him. The girl was looking up at him with her oval face, her bright, jewel-like eyes and fair skin exuding an inner and outer beauty that was captivating. Li Daoqi's eyes lit up. But what was most touching about her was her delicate, pitiful air, which made him think deeply of his first love who had abandoned him. He wondered how she was doing. The phone was still ringing. Li Daoqi didn't have time to think much and followed the sound to find his phone. It turned out to be in the bathroom. How could he be so careless? She was taking a shower in there, what if… The urgent ringing of the phone didn't allow Li Daoqi time to think. He went inside and pulled his phone out of his suit pocket. He saw it was an unfamiliar number. Without thinking, he answered.
"Hello."
"Li Daoqi? It's me."
Li Daoqi recognized the voice; it was Governor Ouyang Qi, the person Minister Cui had hinted at dealing with.
"Ah, hello, Governor Ouyang." Li Daoqi closed the bathroom door behind him.
"Little Li, are you free tonight? I'd like to invite you to dinner."
Governor Ouyang's words left him no choice but to accept. "You've come to Beijing? Let me treat you to dinner instead. What time did you arrive?"
"Alright, I'll send a car to pick you up at 7 pm."
"Okay."
"Goodbye."
"Goodbye, Governor Ouyang."
Li Daoqi hung up his phone. He felt even heavier. Yesterday, Minister Cui had just hinted that I should deal with him, so how did he get to Beijing today? And invite me to dinner? Send a car to pick me up? If he drives their car, Minister Cui will immediately know we met. How am I supposed to explain this to Minister Cui? What if Governor Ouyang wants me to deal with Minister Cui? Which side am I on? A series of questions appeared in his mind.
Don't think too much about it, let's see how things go. Li Daoqi's ability to reach this position at such a young age was due not only to his father's high rank and power, but also to his quick wit and adaptability. He put his phone inside his suit jacket and felt for his wallet in his pocket. He opened it and found the 50,000 yuan inside intact, along with all his cards, so he left reassured. The girl was still lying in bed. This
was the first time Li Daoqi had seen her in broad daylight. Looking up from below, the girl's pretty face was like crystal-clear snow, glowing with a rosy hue, full of youthful vitality: her features were extremely beautiful, revealing a gentle yet strong character; such a captivating beauty, yet fate had arranged such a path for her—truly a cruel twist of destiny. Li Daoqi shook his head, surprised that he had such thoughts.
"What time is it?" Li Daoqi asked.
The girl picked up her watch from the bedside table: "9:15."
"Oh, you can go now."
The girl got up and walked towards the bathroom. There was blood on the bed. What? She? Was she really a virgin? ... Li Daoqi didn't have time to think too much. The girl had a really good figure. Fair skin, and her breasts seemed quite full, not small. A very good figure. A cute face, and a pair of big, bright eyes, indicating that she was very intelligent.
Li Daoqi watched her walk into the bathroom and leaned against the door frame watching her get dressed. She put on her underwear. Obviously, she had washed after finishing yesterday, at least down there. By this time, she was wearing a sundress and walked up to Li Daoqi, holding out her hand. Li Daoqi understood. He immediately went into the bathroom, took his wallet out of his suit pocket, counted out 26,000, and handed it over. After getting into the car, Li Daoqi still couldn't understand why he would give her so much money.
"Is this your first time?" Li Daoqi was surprised that he asked himself this.
The girl looked at him gratefully. Li Daoqi was indeed very handsome, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs. He had firm muscles without an inch of excess fat, bright and intelligent eyes, a high and straight nose, rounded cheekbones, and a square face. Combined with the flirtatious smile on his angular lips, he possessed all the qualities that would make any woman fall for him. Especially his eyes, which were still very bright even after staying up all night.
The girl looked at him and couldn't help but kiss his lips.
This was the first time Li Daoqi had ever kissed someone like this... He usually didn't kiss people like this. Let alone initiate it.
Because of the dangers, various infectious diseases like hepatitis B have resulted in at least 300 million people in China suffering from different infectious diseases.
Li Daoqi had read the medical data, so he had never taken the initiative to kiss her, and the girls would never do the same. The girl's kiss was awkward; it seemed to be her first kiss.
"You are my first time," the girl said solemnly after a long silence. Although her words sounded a bit cold,
Li Daoqi was momentarily speechless. Although he was usually good at improvising, at this moment it seemed he had a thousand words to say but couldn't find the words.
Li Daoqi drove his BMW at a moderate speed past Tiananmen Square, his mind in turmoil. How could that be her first time? And she was a student? What was going on!
Was it repaired? It doesn't seem like it. Her experience wouldn't fool me. Her behavior certainly suggests she's a virgin. She is indeed a student there; I saw her student ID, I saw her go to class, and I saw her greet her classmates. How could this be? Coming out on her first time? Why? ...
At this moment, Li Daoqi's car had arrived at the west gate of the Security Department. The armed police at the gate saw the pass on the windshield and gestured for him to drive in. Li Daoqi parked the car next to the entrance of a gray-blue building and quickly went inside. He wanted to find an old classmate, Li Tie, to inquire about Governor Ouyang and Minister Cui. Forget about that girl; figuring this out was more important.
"What brings you here, Lao Qi?" A short, stout young man in a black suit stood up and walked towards Li Daoqi. Li Tie's appearance had changed a lot in recent years; his once thin body had become bloated.
"Hiding here, Third Brother," Li Daoqi said with a smile. Hearing Li Tie call him by his old school nickname brought back memories of their university days. Li Tie and Li Daoqi were roommates. Li Daoqi was the seventh oldest, while Li Tie was the third. Li Tie was six years older than Li Daoqi. They were classmates in the same department but different classes. Because all eight of them were children of high-ranking officials, their parents negotiated with the school to arrange for them to share a dormitory to maintain contact after they grew up. From then on, the eight of them addressed each other as brothers.
This was a separate office, rectangular, about 15 square meters, with the windows blocked off and
rows of green filing cabinets neatly arranged on both sides. A desk was placed at the back, with a computer and several
pens neatly arranged on it.
Li Tie invited Li Daoqi to sit on the sofa in front of the desk.
"Hehe, yes, it's getting a bit chilly in autumn," Li Tie said almost expressionlessly. Li Tie had really grown up in the past few years. Even his voice had become cool. Li Tie's grandfather had been a confidant of a certain leader, Li Tie's father was the deputy secretary-general of the CPPCC, and his second uncle was the deputy commander of the Fengtian Military Region. The Li Tie family's influence was by no means inferior to that of the Li Daoqi family.
"Have you been busy lately, Third Brother?"
"Not busy, not busy." He poured Li Daoqi a glass of water as he spoke.
"Great!" Li Daoqi took the water. Actually, the bloodshot eyes in his bright eyes showed he'd been staying up late a lot lately, but Li Tie didn't want to say it.
"It's almost noon. It's been a long time since we ate together!" Li Daoqi glanced at his watch, his eyes then falling on the documents on his desk.
"Sure, it's on me."
"Where? Still your cafeteria?" Li Daoqi chuckled; he didn't like their cafeteria food. "Let's go eat out!" It was 11:55, and Li Daoqi stood up to leave.
"Okay." Li Tie got up and put the documents away.
Li Daoqi and Li Tie got into the BMW. Where to go? Li Daoqi pondered.
"There's a nice restaurant downstairs in Oriental Plaza, Sichuan cuisine, nice atmosphere, what do you think?"
"Okay, let's go there." Li Tie said with a smile.
Li Daoqi and Li Tie booked a small private room, ordered a few dishes, and started exchanging pleasantries. Once the food was served, Li Daoqi got down to business.
"I heard things have been a bit troublesome lately," Li Daoqi glanced at Li Tie, knowing he understood. "You know about it too, right?"
"Oh, you mean what happened between them?" Li Tie wiped his mouth with a napkin. "I can't say anything right now. I heard that people in our department have gotten involved, and many other departments have too."
Li Tie looked at Li Daoqi, who took a drag of his cigarette, expressionless.
Li Tie continued, "I reckon the minister will have a slight advantage, after all, he's in Beijing and has many connections in all aspects, and in the province..." He pondered, "But it's hard to say, I've heard he has some influence locally, and also has connections at higher levels."
Li Daoqi nodded, indicating that he already knew: "You've been quite busy lately, haven't you?"
Li Tie nodded, "Yes, there are all sorts of messy things happening every day, you've been quite busy too, haven't you?"
Li Daoqi smiled but didn't answer. Li Tie's answer confirmed his judgment; he already knew who would have the upper hand in this battle between the two tigers, and that was enough; the purpose of his visit had been achieved. The worst that could happen to the governor was exile; given his influence, he wouldn't be arrested on charges of corruption—although that tactic was effective now. So, the most likely outcome was just a power struggle between them. He chatted casually with Li Tie. After
finishing their meal, they paid the bill and went out. In the corridor, they saw someone from the Security Department, walking and talking with another person.
Li Tie and Li Daoqi were both familiar with that person, but department rules prohibited greeting colleagues outside, so they walked past as if they hadn't seen him.
This seemed like just a coincidence, Li Daoqi thought; otherwise, he would have to be careful.
After dropping Li Tie off, Li Daoqi drove back to his unit. His thoughts were a bit scattered. He decided to stop thinking about it and turned on the stereo to listen to some relaxing music. Li Daoqi didn't know the name of the piece; he just bought
it, listened to it, and thought it sounded nice, so he kept it. When he arrived at his workplace, Li Daoqi went into his office and sat down. He lit a cigarette and looked at the pile of documents that had accumulated on the left side of his desk because he hadn't been to work all morning. Most of them were practically irrelevant to him, but he had to go through the motions. Li Daoqi comfortably leaned back in his swivel chair, tilted his head back, and closed his eyes to relax.
A dozen seconds later, he immediately began processing the documents. His method was simply to write his opinions on the documents and forward them to Comrade XXX. Sometimes he would just glance at them, write something vague, and then forward them again. Once, a document was a request for instructions on how to proceed, but a leader simply wrote: "Agreed, please forward to Comrade Li Daoqi."
Finally, after processing all these documents, Li Daoqi picked up the phone and called his secretary to come in and take the documents out.
Li Daoqi wasn't used to smoking while working, but now that he had finished processing the documents, he lit a "Zhongnanhai" cigarette, took a deep drag, and at the same time, his secretary entered. Li Daoqi had seen her file; her name was Wang Yuan, a vocational school graduate who had first worked as a waitress at Diaoyutai State Guesthouse. She came to Li Daoqi's unit during a meeting and became his ordinary secretary (not allowed access to classified documents).
Actually, Li Daoqi wasn't lecherous, but seeing a beautiful woman flirting with him, he naturally couldn't let it pass. If there were no consequences for adultery, all men would have affairs, and Li Daoqi was no exception. She just wanted a job that wasn't tiring, and Li Daoqi gave her that. Of course, she also needed to satisfy Li Daoqi from time to time.
Wang Yuan picked up the documents, the height of which was just below her chest. She was wearing a dark blue suit with a white shirt underneath, the top two buttons undone, revealing her fair chest. She lifted the documents, making her already full breasts appear even fuller.
"Is there anything else I can help you with?" Wang Yuan asked softly.
Li Daoqi looked at this beautiful girl. She looked so innocent, but after sleeping with her, he found that her skills in bed weren't something that could be developed in just a few times.
"Give me a massage, I'm tired," Li Daoqi said, leaning back in his chair.
Wang Yuan put down the documents, closed the door, walked behind Li Daoqi, and rested his head on her soft, high breasts. She began massaging Li Daoqi's temples.
Li Daoqi immediately knew where to put them; they were so soft!
"Unhook your bra, it's a bit hard," Li Daoqi said.
"It's inconvenient for me to unhook it myself, can you help me?" Wang Yuan said, moving to Li Daoqi's side, her back to him.
Li Daoqi's hands moved to Wang Yuan's chest, unbuttoning her suit jacket and slowly pulling it down. He turned her around, letting her sit on his lap, and unbuttoned her shirt from her pants. He reached behind the shirt to unhook her bra, then slowly moved his hands to the front, caressing Wang Yuan's smooth, full breasts.
"Ugh, you're so annoying..." Wang Yuan lightly slapped the hand on her breast, "I told you to unhook it, not to touch it."
Li Daoqi's hands reached around the bra, and he unbuttoned Wang Yuan's shirt inside, suddenly pulling it down.
"Ah—" Wang Yuan cried out softly, "I hate it..."
Li Daoqi easily stripped Wang Yuan naked from the waist up. He made her turn around, and she straddled He Yu's legs, trying to press her breasts against Li Daoqi's face. Li Daoqi slid off the chair to meet her. Sure enough, he touched Wang Yuan's breasts. Wang Yuan's breasts were snow-white, delicate, and large, especially when she leaned forward. Wang Yuan lay on top of Li Daoqi, her two white breasts rubbing against his face. Wang Yuan also wanted to have sex. He Yu occasionally stuck out his tongue and playfully licked Wang Yuan's nipples.
"Oh...you're so bad."
"You're the bad one." Saying this, Li Daoqi unbuckled his belt, pulled his pants down to his knees, and pushed Wang Yuan. "Come down a bit."
Wang Yuan kissed Li Daoqi's forehead, skillfully untied his tie, and then unbuttoned his suit jacket and shirt. She kissed her way down to Li Daoqi's bulge. It had a slightly strong smell, but Wang Yuan still used both hands to slowly pull back the foreskin completely, lightly kissed the "head" of this thing, and then took it into her mouth.
Li Daoqi immediately felt a surge of heat rush up to him. He sat up while Wang Yuan squatted there, moving up and down. Li Daoqi suddenly thought of Clinton. It seemed that he also had this hobby, but he lost big time. He hadn't penetrated much—it seemed like he had never penetrated at all, yet he had caused so much trouble.
Li Daoqi made Wang Yuan take off her pants, and he placed his own pants, which had already fallen to his knees, on the chair. Li Daoqi pointed to the sofa, and Wang Yuan lay naked on it, her legs slightly apart and arms outstretched.
"Come on, hurry up..." Wang Yuan began to moan.
Li Daoqi didn't say anything, stood up, stripped himself naked, walked to the sofa, and pressed down on her, beginning to thrust violently.
"Ah...you...you be gentle...oh...big cock...oh..." Wang Yuan moaned softly, not wanting anyone outside to hear, even though they had installed soundproofing.
Li Daoqi quickly realized that this position didn't allow for deep penetration, so he got up and had Wang Yuan climb onto the desk so he could penetrate her from behind.
"Ah..." It was too deep. Wang Yuan couldn't help but cry out, then immediately lowered her voice. "Ah...so deep...oh...oh...um..."
Li Daoqi didn't slow down at all; instead, he sped up even more. Li Daoqi grabbed Wang Yuan's breasts and lifted her upper body. Wang Yuan supported herself on the table with her hands as Li Daoqi thrust his huge member in and out.
"Ahhhhhh..." Wang Yuan couldn't bear it any longer. His thing was too big. Before, she had only slept with "old men," who even had trouble getting hard. She never expected Li Daoqi to be so capable, always making her feel incredibly good. This time, Wang Yuan was a little overwhelmed.
Wang Yuan felt a contraction in her lower body and shivered. She had orgasmed again, not knowing if this was the third or fourth time. He still showed no sign of ejaculating. Wang Yuan felt her lower body was numb; she only knew something was moving in and out inside. Her legs trembled and she could no longer stand, requiring Li Daoqi to lift her up from time to time. Li Daoqi felt like he was working on a pile of mud, and, somewhat bored, began to thrust more violently.
It wasn't that Li Daoqi was particularly skilled, but rather that Wang Yuan's vagina had become somewhat relaxed due to her experience with sex. Li Daoqi moved at an unprecedented speed, and soon felt a surge of pleasure and began to ejaculate. Li Daoqi immediately pulled out, and some of it even landed on Wang Yuan's hair, then her back, and her buttocks.
Li Daoqi sat down in the chair, panting heavily. Without his support, Wang Yuan collapsed to the floor. He Yu ignored her, wiped her penis with a tissue from the table, and started getting dressed. Once dressed, Li Daoqi lit a cigarette and began smoking.
Wang Yuan had recovered by then. She stood up naked, her once alluring face now disheveled, as if she'd been raped.
"Help me wipe myself clean," Wang Yuan said, clearly unhappy that Li Daoqi had ejaculated all over her.
"This won't clean me properly. Do you have any wet wipes?"
"I didn't bring any with me. They're in my bag," Wang Yuan said unhappily.
"Then go get them," Li Daoqi teased.
"Ugh!" Wang Yuan pounced on Li Daoqi, hitting his chest.
"Okay, use this to wipe it off first." Li Daoqi said, wiping the semen off Wang Yuan's back with a tissue, but it wasn't completely clean; some remained mixed with Wang Yuan's sweat.
Wang Yuan put on her clothes, tidied herself up, picked up her documents
, and went out. She placed the documents on her desk and headed towards her dormitory, which was on the floor below her workplace. She grabbed her toiletries and prepared to shower; she didn't want to stay there sticky. Before she even left the dormitory, the door suddenly opened.
It was the department head, though he didn't actually have as much power as Li Daoqi, and he was over 50 years old, having held the position for over ten years, with little political potential left.
"Director, you startled me," Wang Yuan said with a smile, not wanting to offend anyone.
"Hehe, Xiao Wang, you're so beautiful. Why are you taking a bath now?" He leered and walked towards Wang Yuan.
Wang Yuan immediately saw what the director wanted and let him do as he pleased, lying on the window and letting him vent his desires.
...
Li Daoqi smoked, thinking about dinner with Governor Ouyang that evening, his brows furrowing again. Li Daoqi remembered Governor Ouyang's invitation to him, wondering how to "accept" it.
Li Daoqi's phone rang precisely at the end of the workday...
The Prodigal Son's Romantic Hunting Chronicles, Chapter 3.
Li Daoqi picked up the phone and saw it was a China Unicom number, not a local one.
"Hello."
"Hello! Is this Mr. Li?" The caller was very polite; judging from his voice, he was a young man who wasn't too old.
"It's me, who is this?" Li Daoqi answered politely.
"Governor Ouyang sent me to pick you up. My car is downstairs."
"Okay, I'll be right down after taking care of something."
"Okay, see you in a bit."
After hanging up, Li Daoqi lit a cigarette.
Actually, Li Daoqi didn't have anything to do; he just didn't want his colleagues to see the car that came to pick him up.
Li Daoqi pondered...
After finishing the cigarette, Li Daoqi forcefully stubbed it out in the ashtray and went downstairs.
When he arrived at the door, he saw an Audi 200 parked there, with a young man leaning against it. It had Beijing license plates, so it seemed that Governor Ouyang didn't want to put pressure on Li Daoqi either.
The man saw Li Daoqi approaching and asked, "Are you Mr. Li?"
Li Daoqi nodded and got into the car.
Neither the man nor Li Daoqi spoke during the ride.
Li Daoqi sat in the back row and felt a chill down his back.
The car stopped in front of the Kunlun Hotel.
"405," the driver pointed to the hotel.
Li Daoqi took the elevator upstairs and knocked three times on the door of room 405. A moment later, someone opened the door—a woman in red.
She didn't ask Li Daoqi any questions and let him in.
405 was a private room; unexpectedly, there was another private room inside. Entering 405 was just a lobby; the woman told him to wait on the sofa. She went into the private room.
Li Daoqi habitually lit a cigarette and sat down relaxed.
Halfway through his cigarette, the door opened, and Governor Ouyang came out first. Li Daoqi immediately stubbed out his cigarette and stood up.
"Hello!"
Governor Ouyang didn't speak, but smiled and shook hands with Li Daoqi, gesturing for him to sit down. Governor Ouyang also sat down next to Li Daoqi.
"Little Li!" Governor Ouyang slowly began, "How has your father been lately?" "He
's doing well. He still insists on exercising every day, and his health is quite good."
The woman who opened the door brought a pot of tea from the inner room on a tray, pouring a cup for both Li Daoqi and Governor Ouyang.
Governor Ouyang picked up his teacup and took a small sip. "Oh, really? I haven't been able to visit him this time. Is he still doing 20 pull-ups every day like before?"
"Yes, Father's health is pretty good."
Governor Ouyang smiled and said, "Hehe, back when we were fighting, I took shrapnel for him. When I was unconscious, he carried me for over 10 miles from the front lines to the hospital. We were brothers in arms."
Li Daoqi nodded. "I often hear my father talk about that. There's still a photo of you and my father on his desk."
"Really? Old Li hasn't forgotten me!"
"How could that be? My father often mentions you, saying you've helped our family a lot."
Indeed, the year Li Daoqi took the college entrance exam, his father faced discrimination. Some people wanted to investigate him for corruption in an attempt to get rid of him. Li Daoqi and his two brothers almost went abroad to study. Governor Ouyang did help their family, but the extent of his influence is hard to say. Things change, and he chose the right side in a political upheaval. Now, Li Daoqi's father can be said to hold considerable power, and his two uncles have also been promoted.
"By the way, you haven't eaten yet, have you?" Before Li Daoqi could answer, Governor Ouyang led him into the inner room.
The inner room was a large hall, with a large table on the left, along with a stereo and a rear-projection color TV. Governor Ouyang asked the woman to turn on the stereo and play some music. The volume wasn't loud, but if someone were to speak, probably only those nearby could hear them. Li Daoqi thought this was probably to prevent eavesdropping. Governor Ouyang then asked the woman to tell the outside to bring out the food. It was only then that Li Daoqi noticed the woman. She looked to be around 30 years old, tall, with shoulder-length hair tied in a ponytail. She was wearing a gray women's suit, the fabric of which looked like pure wool, something he'd seen in Ports. Underneath, she wore a white shirt, revealing a patch of white skin at the collar. She was very pretty and gave off a very professional vibe.
After exchanging pleasantries, Governor Ouyang and Li Daoqi were served a few dishes: a bowl of shark fin soup, a large plate of hairy crabs, and several plates of vegetables. It was time to eat the hairy crabs; the crab meat was plump, and the female crabs had plenty of roe. Li Daoqi, seeing these crabs, thought they must be quite formidable in the sea, yet in human hands, they were nothing more than food!
"Xiao Wang, go pick out a bottle of red wine," the governor said to the woman.
The woman immediately got up and went out. She walked with a swaying back, her hips gracefully raised. Watching her retreating figure, Li Yu suddenly realized he hadn't noticed such a beautiful woman before; he must have been too nervous earlier.
The meal and drinks became more relaxed, with occasional light conversation. After the meal, Governor Ouyang asked the woman to pay the bill.
"You have to look at a person's potential. Some people are doing very well now, but they can't succeed without connections," Governor Ouyang said, looking at Li Daoqi.
Li Daoqi knew Governor Ouyang was referring to his affair with Minister Cui, so he nodded slightly in agreement.
"Alright," the woman came in after paying the bill, "Little Li, you didn't drive, did you? Let Xiao Wang take you."
Without giving Li Daoqi a chance to think, Governor Ouyang only escorted him to the door of the private room, and Li Daoqi went out with the woman.
The woman led Li Daoqi to a Mercedes-Benz, opened the door for him, closed it, and got into the driver's seat herself.
The Mercedes-Benz drove at a moderate speed on the streets of Beijing. The woman asked Li Daoqi where he was going, and Li Daoqi gave her the address. The woman didn't say anything more. The woman's accent didn't sound like she was from Governor Ouyang's area; it sounded like she'd been assimilated. Anyone with eyes could tell she was Governor Ouyang's mistress. Li Daoqi didn't want to cause trouble and didn't speak to her the whole way, and the woman didn't say a word either.
The woman escorted Li Daoqi to his workplace, and Li Daoqi said, "Thank you." The woman returned a professional smile.
The woman's name was Wang Yan, and true to her name, she was stunningly beautiful, 1.68 meters tall, with a curvaceous figure and a slender waist. Most importantly, beautiful women are often brainless, and while she wasn't exactly intelligent, she was still quite capable. She graduated from university, took the civil service exam, got married, and had a child—a life that seemed ordinary. But one day, when Governor Ouyang came to her workplace on business, he only glanced at her, and her supervisor immediately recommended her to him.
Wang Yan, who had just changed jobs, thought she had been promoted, but it wasn't until more than ten days later that she realized what had happened.
That day, the office director asked Wang Yan to come to the office to book a table at the Jinjiang Hotel in the city. After specifying the standard and number of people, Wang Yan went to make the reservation. During her time in Governor Ouyang's office, Wang Yan did nothing but go to various hotels every afternoon to book banquets. Perhaps many of Governor Ouyang's work could only be discussed at banquets. Little did she know that Governor Ouyang was intentionally cultivating her work skills so that he could keep her by his side.
The banquet that Governor Ouyang attended was not what most people imagined—just a round table. The arrangement of the table, the distance between the chairs, the color of the tablecloth, the type and appearance of the flowers in the central flower basket, the dishes served, and the order in which they were served were all very particular. It took Wang Yan a long time to figure out what was going on.
After finally finishing the arrangements, it was almost time to eat. Wang Yan waited at the door of the private room. Soon, the governor and several others arrived, and Wang Yan quickly opened the door and let them in.
During the meal, since there were no waiters present (not wanting anyone to overhear anything), Wang Yan mostly acted as a waitress, getting very little food herself.
Finally finished eating, Wang Yan thought she could finally go home. She was the last to leave after everyone else. Just as she reached the hotel entrance, she wondered if there were any buses nearby. She didn't want to take a taxi home; that would be a bit extravagant. At that moment, someone walked up to her, and Wang Yan was startled to see it was the governor's driver.
"Governor Ouyang wants you to come over," he said.
Wang Yan was puzzled. Although she rarely spoke to drivers, she usually addressed them as "you," so why was he addressing them as "you" this time?
Wang Yan got into the car, and Governor Ouyang sat beside her without saying a word. Wang Yan didn't feel comfortable saying anything either, and the car drove towards the outskirts of the city.
The car stopped in front of a villa on the outskirts of the city. The driver pressed a button on something next to the gate with a remote control, and the gate slowly opened to both sides.
After driving in for a while, the car arrived at the entrance of a three-story building. From the outside, the building looked no different from an ordinary office building, with red bricks and steel windows. The difference was that the windows seemed to have very thick curtains.
After the car came to a stop, the driver got out and opened the door for Governor Ouyang. Before getting out, Governor Ouyang gestured for Wang Yan to get out as well.
Wang Yan followed Governor Ouyang into the villa. As soon as she entered, she immediately felt the huge difference between the inside and outside. From the outside, it looked like the office building in the bureau, but once inside, she realized that this was a private villa. Everywhere exuded elegance and comfort. The black marble floor shimmered with golden light. To the right of the hall was a large, dark red wooden door, about two people high. To the right was the hall itself, with a large carpet in the center. The thick carpet gave a sense of calm and stability.
Further inside was a long sofa, its design different from ordinary sofas—the backrest was higher, and the seat wider. The velvet fabric made one want to sit on it immediately. Above the lobby, at least four meters high, hung an Italian crystal chandelier, and around the perimeter were rows of small lights casting a soft glow…
“Xiao Wang, please have a seat,” Governor Ouyang said, gesturing to the spacious sofa. He then went upstairs.
Wang Yan sat on the large sofa, wondering what Governor Ouyang wanted. This sofa was so comfortable; the soft fabric felt like lying down—no, even more comfortable. She didn't know it was made of cashmere imported from Italy, a material usually only used in high-end clothing.
The carpet was a Pakistani handmade carpet; in the United States 　　, such a large area would cost at least $50,000. Of course, this didn't cost 　　the 　　governor $50,000.
********** ... 　　"Xiao Wang, it's just the two of us in this building now, and I don't want to beat around the bush. You won't be mistreated if you're with me." Governor Ouyang had already poured himself a glass of red wine and taken a small sip. 　　Wang Yan hadn't expected Governor Ouyang to be so direct, so she lowered her head. She knew that her resistance was pointless and wouldn't end well. 　　Seeing that she had acquiesced, Governor Ouyang took her hand and said, "Xiao Wang, don't worry, how could I mistreat you if you're with me?" 　　Wang Yan was very nervous. She took a sip of water, and Governor Ouyang's lips came close, making it impossible for her to resist. 　　"Come on, I'll take you upstairs to see." Saying that, he got up and pulled Wang Yan upstairs. 　　Wang Yan followed behind. Governor Ouyang pulled Wang Yan to the door of a room upstairs. Opening the door, they found a large bedroom, simply furnished with only a large bed and a wardrobe; there were no windows. 　　"Come on, let's take a shower," Governor Ouyang said, pulling Wang Yan's hand into the bathroom inside the bedroom. 　　Wang Yan blushed. Governor Ouyang began to undress, and Wang Yan, seeing him undress, started to undress herself. Once she was down to her underwear, she stopped. Looking up, she saw that Governor Ouyang was completely naked, his penis half-erect and standing towards her. She felt that the last two pieces should be removed by the man. 　　Governor Ouyang saw through her thoughts. He slipped his hands behind her back and skillfully unhooked her bra, revealing her snow-white breasts. Because Wang Yan had given birth, her nipples were slightly darker. Governor Ouyang gently kneaded her breasts. 　　"So soft!" Governor Ouyang whispered. 　　His hands slid down to her underwear, and he gently stroked Wang Yan's private parts with his middle finger. 　　"Oh," Wang Yan shuddered, 　　her 　　face flushed. The governor began to undress. Seeing the governor undress, Wang Yan started undressing herself, until she was only wearing her underwear. She then stopped. Looking up, she saw the governor was completely naked, his penis half-erect and pointing towards her. She thought the last two pieces should be removed by the man. 　　The governor sensed her thoughts, and with practiced ease, he reached behind her and unhooked her bra. Her bra slipped down, revealing her snow-white breasts. Because Wang Yan had given birth, her nipples were slightly darker. The governor gently kneaded Wang Yan's breasts. 　　"So soft!" he whispered. 　　His hands slid down to her underwear, and he gently stroked her genitals with his middle finger. 　　"Oh," Wang Yan groaned, goosebumps rising on her skin. 　　Wang Yan was very nervous. The usually aloof provincial governor was now caressing her private parts. She suddenly felt guilty towards her husband, but immediately found an excuse for herself. He was the provincial governor! A ministerial-level official with lifetime benefits. No, it wasn't because he was rich, but because of the power he held. He could make her an official immediately, or he could make her a toilet cleaner for life. This was not something she could control; she could only let him have his way. Thinking this, Wang Yan relaxed a little. 　　The governor's hands were experienced, gently caressing her private parts. Slowly, he increased the pressure, slowly, slowly. 　　"Oh!" Wang Yan let out a soft cry. She felt a sensation she had never experienced before. 　　The governor pulled down Wang Yan's underwear. Instinctively, Wang Yan pressed her legs tightly together. The governor sat on the edge of the bathtub, stroking Wang Yan's sparsely haired lower body. Wang Yan flinched back. 　　"Governor, please don't," Wang Yan said, her face flushed. She didn't want to do this but couldn't refuse. 　　"Alright, come in and wash up," the governor said, seemingly sensing her thoughts, and stepped into the bathtub. 　　The bathtub was a round jacuzzi. Four backrests indicated it could accommodate four people at the same time. The governor sat down on one of the backrests. Wang Yan followed suit. 　　The water temperature was comfortable. The water washing over Wang Yan's body made her feel relaxed. The governor closed his eyes, gesturing for Wang Yan to close hers as well to enjoy the sensation. Music began to play softly. Wang Yan opened her eyes and saw a remote control next to the governor. She closed her eyes again, savoring the moment. 　　This was something she had never experienced before. If it weren't for the governor, she probably would never have had the chance to enjoy this in her life. But what would she do afterward? A secret lover? Or the same old way? That definitely wouldn't work; she'd at least need to find an easier, higher-paying job. Did the governor have other lovers? If so, would it be detrimental to her? Hmm, probably. Who were they? Did she even know them? Anyway, she'd better be careful in the future. She'd do whatever the governor told her to do. After 　　soaking for a while, Wang Yan felt the water temperature slowly rising, and the location and rhythm of the water flow also changed, becoming more intense. 　　"How are you feeling?" the governor asked. 　　Wang Yan opened her eyes and smiled at the governor. "Very good." 　　"Here you go." The governor handed Wang Yan a towel. The pale yellow towel was thick and soft. 　　"Thank you!" Wang Yan took the towel and wiped the water on her face, which was hard to tell if it was sweat or steam. 　　The governor stood up. He was almost fifty years old, but his figure was still good; he wasn't very fat, probably because he had served in the military and still maintained his exercise routine. 　　The governor didn't say anything. He got out of the bathtub and went to the shower next to it, where he lathered up with shower gel. 　　"Help me wash my back." The governor continued to lather his legs with shower gel. 　　Wang Yan immediately stood up and went to lather the governor with shower gel. After the governor finished washing and drying himself, he went out without wearing anything, telling her to hurry up as he opened the door, as he was waiting for her in bed. Wang Yan immediately started applying shower gel to her body...

After washing and drying herself, Wang Yan wrapped a towel around her neck and went outside. The governor was already lying on the large bed, completely naked, his lower body limp and lifeless. Wang Yan closed the bathroom door.
The governor opened his eyes. "Take it off." His words were brief and brooked no resistance.
Wang Yan mechanically untied the towel, revealing her near-perfect figure. Wang Yan's skin was very fair and delicate.
For 28 years old, she wasn't overweight. Her slightly protruding belly made her figure appear even more rounded.
The governor told her to get on the bed. She put the towel aside and climbed onto the bed. The bed was large, and she climbed to the governor's side.
The governor let her lie in his arms. The governor picked up the remote control, pointed it at the ceiling, and a plasma television slowly flipped up from the ceiling. After the camera stopped, the governor pressed the button again, and a scene of a naked couple entwined together immediately appeared on the television. Wang Yan had never seen anything like it before, and she couldn't help but feel nervous, wanting to watch but also feeling she shouldn't.
In the image, the woman was performing oral sex on the man. It looked like a Japanese film, with the background being an outdoor setting. A cloth was spread on the grass, the man was lying on the ground, and the woman was straddling his legs, her head moving up and down rapidly.
The man was clearly excited; he said something in Japanese to the woman, and she immediately stopped. The two changed positions, the woman spreading her legs wide apart and occasionally squeezing them together. When the camera zoomed in on the woman's genitals, there was a vibrating dildo inside. The man pulled out the dildo; it was wet. After exchanging a few words, the man began thrusting into the woman's vagina, changing positions frequently, most of which Wang Yan had never tried before.
Wang Yan watched intently. The governor stroked Wang Yan in his arms. Wang Yan realized she was so engrossed in watching that she didn't react to the governor's touch, and shyly snuggled into his embrace.
The governor placed her below him, indicating that Wang Yan should perform oral sex on him. Wang Yan looked at the governor's semi-erect member, gently kissed it, and slowly took it into her mouth. Deep in her mouth, it was alright; it didn't reach her throat. After a few swallows and thrusts, she clearly felt it begin to swell. Little by little, it swelled, grew larger, and became larger inside her mouth.
The governor frequently gave orders, "Don't let your teeth touch, wrap it tighter, deeper, faster..." Wang Yan mechanically obeyed. Suddenly, Wang Yan felt something jump in her mouth. She immediately understood and tried to pull away, but the governor held her head down, preventing her from leaving. She had no choice but to obediently wrap up the last drop and then immediately ran to the bathroom...
From then on, Wang Yan became the governor's personal assistant, never leaving his side. Wang Yan's salary also increased several times over, which she deserved. The governor and Wang Yan were very careful when making love, only doing so in this villa. They rarely did it
outside, and most of the time, even when traveling for work, they would book separate rooms, which were, of course, adjacent to each other.
Li Daoqi returned home late at night. He lived alone in a three-bedroom, two-living-room house. The purchase of the house was paid for by his work unit, but the property certificate was registered in Li Daoqi's name, just like his three cars.
A few months after joining the unit, they provided Li Daoqi with a Honda, registered in his name. This was a common method used by the unit to transfer funds. Soon after, they replaced it with a Mercedes-Benz. Li Daoqi didn't really like Mercedes-Benz, finding it somewhat stale, as its name suggests. Once Li Daoqi was financially independent, he immediately bought himself a brand-new BMW 745. "Driving a BMW is pure joy," he thought, enjoying the feeling of driving.
Back home, Li Daoqi took a shower and then lit a cigar. He took the cigar out of the dehumidifier, first using a Dunhill cigar cutter to cut a slit in the back, then lit a Dupont lighter and placed the other end of the cigar over the flame, rotating it until the entire end was lit.
Li Daoqi developed a liking for cigars after graduation; at that time, he only smoked 555. Once, on a business trip to Hong Kong, he passed a cigar shop on his way back to the hotel and bought a small cigar to try, finding it very pleasant.
The next day, he bought a high-quality Havana cigar to try. It took Li Daoqi over an hour to finish that cigar, but the taste was exceptional.
However, this type of cigar wasn't available in mainland China, so Li Daoqi contacted the Hong Kong shop using the phone number on the shopping bag, and surprisingly, they offered mail order. Haha, half a month after Li Daoqi wired the money, he received the cigars as he wished. From then on, Li Daoqi received a professional magazine about cigars every month. Whenever he had time after work, Li Daoqi would smoke a cigar and regularly order cigars from that store by mail; this became his most relaxing time of day.
Li Daoqi smoked his cigar and flipped through the magazine. Li Daoqi read for at least two hours every day, of course, while also smoking cigars. After reading for a while, Li Daoqi switched to another book, George Soros's *The Alchemy of Finance*, which Li Daoqi had been reading recently. He found it very interesting; Soros made his money entirely by exploiting loopholes in government financial policies. Yet, in his book, he emphasized how governments should act in the financial markets to avoid financial crises.
In the morning, Li Daoqi drove his BMW to work as usual. He was used to arriving at work an hour early. That way, there wouldn't be traffic, and he could get there early to catch the news.
He'd just sat down in his office when the phone rang…
Li Daoqi answered. It was the minister on the other end.
"Xiao He, are you free tonight?"
"Yes," Li Daoqi replied casually.
"Okay, come to my house for dinner tonight."
"Okay, I'll come straight over after work."
"Okay, see you tonight."
"Goodbye."
Hanging up, Li Daoqi felt a chill run down his spine again; he'd been feeling this way frequently lately.
He lit a cigarette. The minister surely knew the governor had invited him to dinner last night; the minister's call today was probably an attempt to recruit him. Could he gain even greater benefits? What did the minister want him to do? As Li Daoqi pondered, his thoughts gradually became clearer, and he was already confident about what would happen that evening.
It wasn't time for work yet, and Li Daoqi habitually picked up the newspaper he had just bought and began reading.
Suddenly, Li Daoqi remembered the female student he had met the night he returned from the minister's house. She seemed to be a real female student, and there must be a reason why she was out on her first day. Li Daoqi checked his watch; it was only 8:30, so he called the girl's dormitory.
"Hello, is Liu Jiami there?"
"Oh, this is me, is it you?" Her voice came through the phone, a hint of helplessness and sadness in it.
"Do you have time at noon?" Li Daoqi preferred to be direct.
"Oh, I'm fine."
"You know that Japanese restaurant near the west gate of your school, right? Let's meet there at noon."
"Okay, goodbye."
The cigarette in the ashtray had burned down to its last bit. Li Daoqi watched the last wisp of smoke drift away; the girl seemed like that wisp of smoke—visible, yet untouchable.
He spent the morning handling routine tasks. At 11:30, without saying goodbye to anyone, Li Daoqi drove off in his BMW.
He parked the car in front of the Japanese restaurant and went inside. A waitress immediately greeted him warmly. Li Daoqi went in to check, but the girl hadn't arrived. He found a seat with a view of the entrance, lit a cigarette, and waited for her.
Halfway through his cigarette, the girl arrived and came over to him.
"Why didn't you go to class this morning?" Li Daoqi asked with concern.
"Oh, I wasn't feeling well."
Li Daoqi then noticed that the girl's eyes weren't as bright as they had been that day, and she looked a little tired.
"Didn't you rest well?" Li Daoqi regretted saying it as soon as he finished; it was too easy for people to misunderstand.
The girl smiled wryly and didn't answer.
When Li Daoqi was with the girl, he lost the cunning and treachery he usually displayed in officialdom, and instead seemed a little silly and cute. At this moment, the waiter came over and asked what they would like to order. The girl let Li Daoqi order, so he ordered a grilled eel set meal and a pork rib set meal, as well as a small sashimi platter. After getting the girl's consent, he also ordered a bottle of Nissin beer.
Before the food arrived, Li Daoqi asked the girl about her studies and life with "concern," and from his words, he sensed that the girl was rather naive.
The food arrived quickly, and the waiter poured drinks for the two of them.
Li Daoqi raised his glass in greeting, and the girl obediently took a sip.
They ate and chatted, and Li Daoqi and the girl had a very pleasant conversation. The girl relaxed a bit, occasionally smiling. Her smile was captivating—pure, elegant, and graceful…like a clear spring in a primeval forest, refreshing, cool, and pleasant.
She couldn't hold her liquor; her face flushed after just one beer. Li Daoqi realized he might be falling for her. He wondered if it was because she'd given him her virginity, her beauty, or her ladylike demeanor. But he knew he couldn't let it happen; falling for her wouldn't benefit anyone. After
finishing their meal, Li Daoqi told the girl to wait a moment and left. When he returned, he was carrying a box. He placed it in front of the girl; it contained a cell phone. Li Daoqi had gone to a nearby telecommunications office and bought a brand-new 8250, complete with the SIM card and prepaid card.
The girl looked at the phone, showing no surprise, but rather a hint of worry.
"I don't want it," she said, putting the phone back in the box and pushing it towards Li Daoqi.
"It's nothing, just for easy contact later. Anyway, it's already bought, and I can't return it. You can give it back to me when you don't want it anymore."
"I don't want it now," the girl said firmly.
"Don't misunderstand, you can return the phone later. Consider it a loan," Li Daoqi hoped she would accept.
The girl looked unhappy; she didn't actually want it. Li Daoqi persuaded her for a long time before she finally agreed to accept it for temporary use. The girl had classes in the afternoon, so she left after chatting for a while.
Back in his office, Li Daoqi suddenly felt that perhaps he shouldn't have bought her the phone, because he had already fallen for her…
The ringing of the phone pulled him back to reality.
"Hello!"
"Hello~~" A familiar voice came from the phone.
"It's you! What made you think of me?"
"Get lost, have you been busy lately? I'll come up and see you?"
"Just come up, why did you call?"
"I was just worried you were busy. Okay, I'm coming up." The call ended abruptly.
A moment later, the door opened, and a girl entered. She was about 1.65 meters tall, with an average appearance. Her long, flowing hair was neatly tied up. This was Li Daoqi's girlfriend. Actually, Li Daoqi's feelings for her were so-so. However, her father was a high-ranking official with considerable influence, and marrying her would greatly benefit Li Daoqi's career.
"You can come up anytime you want to see me." The girl worked downstairs in another department.
"I heard you've been very busy lately," the girl said irritably.
"What's wrong?" If the girl knew about Li Daoqi and... then things would be troublesome.
The girl sat down on the sofa casually. "Tell me... have you done anything to offend me lately?"
"Oh, let me think... oh dear, there are too many to remember right now." Li Daoqi knew the girl was joking.
"Hmph~" The girl turned her face away, refusing to look at Li Daoqi.
"Hehe... what brings you here?" Li Daoqi sat down next to the girl.
"Nothing much, just wanted to see you." As she spoke, the girl nestled into Li Daoqi's arms. Her eyes were bright as she looked at Li Daoqi.
Li Daoqi looked at the girl, and he remembered that it was on this very sofa that he and Wang Yuan had had several wild experiences. It seemed he would have to be careful in the future; it would be troublesome if she came up to him directly.
The girl closed her eyes, and Li Daoqi immediately and knowingly gave her a light kiss, then quickly turned it into a deep kiss. Li Daoqi kissed the girl, and gradually the girl lay down on the sofa. Li Daoqi lay on top of her, reaching his hand inside her pants from behind to caress her buttocks. The girl immediately pushed him away.
"No, this is your office," the girl said, a little embarrassed.
Li Daoqi locked the office door and returned to the girl's side. The girl kissed him again.
(Chapter 5 of "The Prodigal's Romantic Adventures in the Officialdom")
Li Daoqi leaned down, kissing the girl as he took off his clothes. The girl did the same. The girl's breathing changed. Li Daoqi pulled his pants down to his shoes—he wasn't used to wearing slippers during sex in the office. Now naked, Li Daoqi looked at the girl, who had taken off her suit jacket, leaving only a shirt and underwear. "Strange, why are your shirt and underwear connected?" The girl chuckled at Li Daoqi's odd expression.
"This one-piece shirt and underwear prevents the shirt from riding up," she said with a smile. "It's Gucci's latest design this year; one shirt costs over 6,000 RMB."
The girl deftly pulled down her shirt and underwear together. The girl's skin wasn't very fair; in fact, it was slightly dark. Her breasts weren't large, but her nipples were quite prominent. However, Li Daoqi always found sex with her unique. She was as skilled in bed as a prostitute, yet more genuine. They never used condoms; the girl simply took pills. Unlike a prostitute, her vagina wasn't loose; instead, it was quite tight.
Li Daoqi wasn't actually very sexually attracted to her; lately, they'd been having sex every day, and he was feeling somewhat tired. However, it seems we haven't done it very often lately; it's about time we did it once, or she'll start to suspect
something. Li Daoqi looked at the naked girl and pounced on her like a beast. He went straight to the point without any foreplay. She was already a little lubricated, making it easy for Li Daoqi to penetrate 　　her deeply. The girl's pent-up desire could finally be released.
"Ah...you 're so good...oh, ohh ... 　　Li Daoqi worked for a long time, but felt no urge to ejaculate, so he changed positions, lying on top of the girl. 　　Their breasts were pressed together, and he lifted her full buttocks slightly with his hands to penetrate deeper. 　　The girl's voice made Li Daoqi think she even had a talent for a soprano. Her moans were loud, unrestrained, and lewd. Li Daoqi thought of Liu Jiami. Now, thinking back, her moans seemed somewhat forced and stiff. Was she as innocent as she appeared? Or had she been eyeing him all along? Or was someone using her to get close to him? 　　Li Daoqi dared not think about it, nor could he continue thinking, because it was too noisy. He also found it difficult to concentrate due to oxygen deprivation from the intense exercise. Ah, maybe he was thinking about something else; he hadn't realized he was getting a little small. 　　But she didn't seem to notice. They're still yelling and shouting.

"Turn over," Li Daoqi said, turning the girl over. He knelt on the sofa, making the girl lift her hands off. He grabbed her small breasts, straightened her upper body slightly, and began thrusting rapidly from behind. Exhausted from her prolonged screaming, the girl's cries weren't as loud as before, but even so, they were still clearly audible to anyone at the door. From this angle, the girl felt Li Daoqi was penetrating very deeply, but it felt incredibly good. Waves of pain, accompanied by unprecedented pleasure, washed over her…
"Ah…" the girl cried out, immediately trembling, "I…I can't take it anymore, stop…stop for a moment."
Li Daoqi knew the girl had already climaxed, but he hadn't yet released. He slowed his pace slightly.
The girl, as if boneless, allowed Li Daoqi's thrusting to her.
After a while, the girl recovered a little and started screaming again. Li Daoqi, hearing that she had recovered somewhat, began thrusting at high speed again.
"Ah!...You...you're so good...you're...you're killing me..."
Li Daoqi seemed encouraged and thrust even more desperately.
"Ah...I...I can't...I can't...don't..." The girl had another orgasm, and this time He Yu didn't slow down. On the contrary, he thrust even faster.
"Ah...please...please...please...I...I...I...I can't...oh...oh! Oh~~" The girl's screams were already weak.
Li Daoqi ignored her and moved even faster. Suddenly he thrust in hard and stopped inside. The girl felt streams of something spraying into her body. It seemed to have sprayed into her cervix.
The girl lay slumped on the sofa like a corpse, only her desperate breathing a sign that she was still alive.
Li Daoqi slumped on the sofa, panting heavily. After resting for a while, Li Daoqi pulled up his pants, went to the table, and picked up some tissues to wipe himself. Seeing the girl tilting her head and looking at him, he tossed her a pack of tissues. The girl got up; some of what Li Daoqi had left inside her had already leaked out. She used the tissues to plug her genitals, knelt on the sofa, and waited for Li Daoqi's semen to flow out…
After the girl left, Li Daoqi lit another "Zhongnanhai" cigarette. He found that "Zhongnanhai" could no longer satisfy him; he needed something stronger. Smoking a cigar in the office was obviously too conspicuous; he was thinking about some inexpensive cigarettes that were also strong. He thought of Dubao. Dubao was cheap and strong, but it had too much tar, which wasn't good for his health, and using a cigarette holder was too troublesome. Li Daoqi also thought of that girl. She seemed to be a junior in college, but how could their first time be like this... Li Daoqi pondered. After finishing one "Zhongnanhai" cigarette, Li Daoqi lit another.
The door opened, and it was Wang Yuan. Li Daoqi was a little angry.
"I knocked, didn't you hear me?" Wang Yuan said in a slightly coquettish tone.
Li Daoqi chuckled, "What's up?"
"Can't you come if there's nothing wrong? Afraid I'll interrupt your good time?" Obviously, the intense activity inside hadn't escaped her ears.
"Hehe, perfect timing. Come help me clean up." Saying this, Li Daoqi pushed his swivel chair away from the table and pointed below.
"Ugh!" She said ugh, but she had already walked over.
Wang Yuan squatted down and unzipped Li Daoqi's zipper, revealing his "little thing." She glanced at it and then put it in her mouth.
Li Daoqi was startled; he had intended for Wang Yuan to wipe it with a wet wipe. He hadn't expected this…
"Oh!" Li Daoqi murmured.
Wang Yuan was the best oral sex Li Daoqi had ever encountered; sometimes he felt he enjoyed her oral sex even more than sex. Wang Yuan was clearly an expert in this area; she knew Li Daoqi needed a slow massage.
She took Li Daoqi's small penis into her mouth and gently massaged it with her tongue.
"Knock knock," someone knocked on the door.
"Get up!" Li Daoqi said softly.
"Ugh!" Wang Yuan didn't get up. "My hair is stuck in the zipper." She couldn't remove the thing from her mouth while speaking, so her words were muffled.
Li Daoqi placed Wang Yuan under the desk. He lit a cigarette and let someone in.
The person who came in was the director, who exchanged pleasantries with Li Daoqi. He clearly saw Wang Yuan come in, so where did she go? Actually, he wanted to find an opportunity to have sex with Wang Yuan again. While talking to Li Daoqi, he glanced under the desk. What was that? Oh! It turned out that when Wang Yuan was kneeling, the thin heels of her high heels were peeking out from under the desk.
He… damn, that little slut. He'd have a good fucking with her when he got the chance. Seeing there was no opportunity, the director excused himself and left.
After the director left, Li Daoqi released Wang Yuan. He carefully pulled out her hair, strand by strand. Wang Yuan was finally free.
"Ugh!" Wang Yuan couldn't help but act coquettishly when she was alone with Li Daoqi. "You're making me so nervous."
"Hehe, alright, I'm all done now. You can go ahead and get back to work." Li Daoqi sent Wang Yuan away.
Wang Yuan felt like a prostitute to Li Daoqi. Except a prostitute gets paid one time at a time, while she got paid monthly.
"Oh, what were you doing just now?"
Wang Yuan saw it was the director. This lecherous man was lecherously staring at Wang Yuan, casually touching her firm buttocks.
"Ugh," Wang Yuan continued in that sweet, even cloyingly sweet voice, "Don't let anyone see."
"Then let's go to your dorm." The director said directly.
"I'm still working." Wang Yuan didn't want the director to think she was a promiscuous whore.
"Then go work in your dorm." The director forcefully pulled Wang Yuan's hand, implying his authority.
"I'll go first, wait a moment." Wang Yuan said, putting down the folder in her hand and leaving.
The director followed her before she had taken ten steps.
After work, Li Daoqi drove his BMW straight to the minister's house.
The minister was sitting on the sofa in the living room on the first floor. Seeing Li Daoqi arrive, he gestured for him to sit down next to him.
The housekeeper poured tea for Li Daoqi and then left.
"Xiao He, you've been very busy lately. You look like you have dark circles under your eyes."
"Hehe, really? Maybe I haven't been resting well."
"This is ginseng-infused water with West Lake Longjing tea. I knew you must be quite tired lately, have some."
The minister pointed to the teacup.
Li Daoqi knew the minister was implying something, but he didn't pay attention. He tasted it; the tea was indeed very fragrant. After a sip, he felt a slight bitterness in his mouth, like the taste of ginseng.
"Hmm, indeed good tea."
"Later, have some of the stewed chicken with ginseng that I specially prepared for you." The minister spoke with a smile throughout.
The minister and Li Daoqi exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then the housekeeper came to say that the dishes were ready. The minister then invited Li Daoqi into the restaurant, where four dishes and a soup were laid out on the table.
"No shark fin, but very substantial."
Li Daoqi was surprised. The minister even knew what he was eating; it seemed that the Ministry of Security had already infiltrated quite deeply.
Li Daoqi smiled subtly.
"Xiao He, tomorrow you'll go to Xiao Zhang's place at the General Staff. You two know each other, right?"
Li Daoqi nodded. The minister didn't even look at Li Daoqi.
"He's in the suburbs now. Here's his phone number. Contact him tomorrow." The minister wrote a set of numbers on a sticky note and handed it to Li Daoqi.
Li Daoqi carefully put it in his pocket.
The next day, Li Daoqi called the number the minister had written. Li Daoqi already knew this Lieutenant Colonel Zhang. Lieutenant Colonel Zhang was the regimental commander of the Beijing Garrison's Special Forces. His father was a serving major general, and he himself was a graduate of a military academy—a man of impeccable background and high education.
Lieutenant Colonel Zhang told Li Daoqi where to meet, and Li Daoqi immediately drove his favorite BMW straight to the military camp.
Upon arriving at the camp, Li Daoqi called Lieutenant Colonel Zhang at the gate, and Lieutenant Colonel Zhang came out to meet him. After registering with the gatekeeper, Li Daoqi went inside.
Lieutenant Colonel Zhang invited Li Daoqi to sit on the sofa in his office.
"The Minister sent me to see you."
As Lieutenant Colonel Zhang poured water for Li Daoqi, Li Daoqi lit a cigarette.
"I know, the Minister just wanted you to come and have a look around." Lieutenant Colonel Zhang handed the cup to Li Daoqi.
"Thank you!" Li Daoqi took the cup and placed it on the coffee table. He took a deep drag of his cigarette. He was being invited to "visit" this place? This was a highly secretive location. The counter-terrorism and subversion training they conducted here was top secret. What did it mean to invite him to "visit"?
"How about it? Let's go take a look?"
"Alright." He'd see how it went.
Li Daoqi stood up. Seeing Li Daoqi stand up, Lieutenant Colonel Zhang led him to the training ground. The training ground was a large open space with a concrete surface, in the middle of which a Maidao 82 passenger plane was parked. A dozen or so people in camouflage were conducting anti-hijacking training, and the instructor was reprimanding his team.
"What were you doing? Crawling? You took 5 minutes and 18 seconds!" The instructor glared and paced back and forth in front of the team. "5 minutes and 18 seconds! Are you trying to kill yourselves?! And you too." The instructor stopped in front of one of the team members.
"I told you to get in and lower yourself! Lower yourself! But you wouldn't listen. What are you doing standing so high up there?"
He then kicked the soldier in the backside. "Let me tell you! From now on, if your head is more than 13 centimeters above the seat back, you can forget about staying here."
The training was exceptionally harsh.
Lieutenant Colonel Zhang, sensing something amiss, led Li Daoqi to another location.
They arrived at a large structure where several people were rappelling down a rectangular platform suspended in the air using ropes.
"This is helicopter rappelling training," Lieutenant Colonel Zhang explained. "You see, our regiment is the only one in the entire army capable of two people rappelling simultaneously using two ropes." His explanation was brimming with pride.
"Oh? What's the difference?" Li Daoqi, of course, knew the difference—faster rappelling meant more people descending—but seeing Lieutenant Colonel Zhang's proud demeanor, he wanted him to show off as well.
"First, if two people can descend at the same time, they can control both directions. One on the left and one on
the right, each controlling 180 degrees, minimizes the possibility of the helicopter being attacked. Descending with two people simultaneously is twice as fast as descending one by one..." Seeing Li Daoqi's interest, Lieutenant Colonel Zhang spoke at length. He talked about helicopter descent, urban warfare, and the tactical command of encirclement and interception.
After talking for a while, it was noon. Lieutenant Colonel Zhang treated Li Daoqi to lunch at the small canteen in the barracks. Li Daoqi was surprised that the army's chefs were so good, and the food was surprisingly delicious, but considering where he was, it wasn't unexpected.
Li Daoqi spent the day touring the army. That evening, Lieutenant Colonel Zhang wanted to invite Li Daoqi to dinner. Li Daoqi reciprocated by inviting Lieutenant Colonel Zhang, who initially declined but eventually agreed.
Lieutenant Colonel Zhang returned to his barracks, changed into civilian clothes, and got into Li Daoqi's BMW. He suggested a restaurant in a nearby town.
As they arrived, a woman rushed out. Li Daoqi recognized her as a woman in her thirties.
"Please come in, gentlemen," the woman said, gesturing for them to enter.
"Is parking alright?" Li Daoqi asked, a little worried.
"If you're unsure, you can park in our backyard," the woman said before Lieutenant Colonel Zhang could speak.
Li Daoqi, thinking it would be safer there, got back into the car and parked as instructed. The woman led them to a private room.
Li Daoqi asked Lieutenant Colonel Zhang to order, and after a brief hesitation, Lieutenant Colonel Zhang ordered. The woman recommended several local specialties, which Lieutenant Colonel Zhang accepted almost entirely. Seeing that it wasn't a small amount, he asked Li Daoqi to take another look. Li Daoqi thought it was acceptable and didn't order anything else.
While waiting for the food, the two chatted and reminisced. After the dishes were served and they had drunk some wine, Li Daoqi asked... (The
following is a separate section from the previous text):
The girl's family lived in a wealthy village in the Jiangzhe region. While not extremely wealthy, they were comfortable enough. Her father suddenly passed away when she was in junior high school, and her mother raised her single-handedly. She was very hardworking and was admitted to a nationally renowned university. However, recently her mother fell ill due to overwork and urgently needed medical expenses.
But this was too much pressure for her family's current situation. Some of her classmates earned a good income by chatting with people. So she asked her to teach her...
Such a beautiful woman, telling such a sad story. Li Daoqi couldn't help but feel tears welling up in his eyes. The girl, however, with her unique strength, held back her tears.
"It's okay," the girl wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "I'm glad I met someone as good as you."
Li Daoqi held the girl's hand. He wanted to say that he was someone she could rely on, but his throat seemed to be choked by something, and he couldn't speak, only his lips trembled.
The girl seemed to understand what Li Daoqi wanted to say.
...
Neither of them said anything. The girl nestled in Li Daoqi's arms. Since her father's death, she had never felt so secure.
Li Daoqi lowered his head and gently kissed the girl's forehead. The girl gently closed her eyes, and Li Daoqi kissed her upturned little nose. The girl's lips were moist, delicate, and soft, making Li Daoqi reluctant to leave. Li Daoqi's tongue lightly touched the girl's lips; they had no lipstick, but their color was still rosy, seemingly making the girl's face rosy as well.
The girl looked at Li Daoqi and hugged him even tighter.
Li Daoqi thought the girl was very beautiful, the most beautiful he had ever seen—and probably no one he had ever seen was as beautiful as her. He kissed her neck, then behind her ears.
The girl couldn't help but tremble. The girl's breathing slowly deepened and became rapid. Li Daoqi was also affected by the girl's trembling. Li Daoqi gently peeled the girl's blouse off her body, then embraced her from behind, finding the zipper of her dress, and gently—as if only gentleness could preserve this beauty. It all felt so ethereal, like a soap bubble. Li Daoqi and the girl seemed enveloped in a giant soap bubble. Everything they did seemed completely different from the real world.
Li Daoqi slowly removed the girl's dress. The girl was wearing a white bra; it was hard to tell whether the bra accentuated her skin or her skin accentuated the bra, but her skin was very fair, a healthy white. Delicate, smooth, and elastic. Everything seemed to exist only in dreams. The girl didn't know what to do with her hands; she was nervous, her left elbow across her chest, her hand on her right shoulder. Place your right hand on your smooth lower abdomen.
Li Daoqi thought it was simply a work of art, a perfect work of art.
He picked up the girl and placed her on the bed in the bedroom. The bed was a large and comfortable double bed.
Li Daoqi also undressed. The girl looked at Li Daoqi shyly and curiously. Li Daoqi carefully undressed the girl. Li Daoqi embraced the girl, feeling her softness and her passion.
The girl's family lived in a wealthy village in the Jiangzhe region. Although not extremely wealthy, they were well-off. Her father suddenly passed away when she was in junior high school, and her mother raised her single-handedly. She was also very hardworking and was admitted to this nationally renowned university. However, her mother recently fell ill due to overwork and urgently needed medical expenses.
But this was a huge burden on her family's current situation. Some of her classmates came out to chat with people, earning a considerable income. So she asked one of them to teach her, and that's how
she ended up... Such a beautiful woman, telling such a sad story. Li Daoqi couldn't help but feel tears welling up in his eyes. The girl, however, with her unique strength, stubbornly held back her tears.
"It's alright," the girl wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "to have met someone as good as you."
Li Daoqi held the girl's hand. He wanted to say that he was someone she could rely on, but something seemed to choke him, and he couldn't speak, only his lips trembling.
The girl seemed to understand what Li Daoqi wanted to say.
...
Neither of them said anything. The girl nestled in Li Daoqi's arms; since her father's death, she had never felt so secure.
Li Daoqi lowered his head and gently kissed the girl's forehead. The girl gently closed her eyes, and Li Daoqi kissed her pert little nose. Her lips were moist, delicate, and soft, making Li Daoqi reluctant to leave. His tongue lightly touched her lips; they weren't lipsticked, but their color was still a healthy rosy hue, seemingly making her face glow as well.
The girl looked at Li Daoqi and hugged him even tighter.
Li Daoqi thought the girl was beautiful, the most beautiful he had ever seen—and probably no one he had ever seen was as beautiful as her. He kissed her neck, then behind her ear.
The girl couldn't help but tremble. Her breathing gradually deepened and became rapid. Li Daoqi was also affected by the girl's trembling. Li Daoqi gently peeled the girl's blouse off her body, then embraced her from behind, finding the zipper of her dress, and gently—as if only gentleness could preserve this beauty. It all felt so ethereal, like a soap bubble. Li Daoqi and the girl seemed enveloped in a giant soap bubble. Everything they did seemed completely different from the real world.
Li Daoqi slowly removed the girl's dress. The girl was wearing a white bra; it was hard to tell whether the bra accentuated her skin or her skin accentuated the bra, but her skin was very fair, a healthy white. Delicate, smooth, and elastic. Everything seemed to exist only in dreams. The girl didn't know what to do with her hands; she was nervous, her left elbow across her chest, her hand on her right shoulder. His right hand rested on her smooth abdomen.
Li Daoqi thought it was simply a work of art, a perfect work of art.
He picked up the girl and placed her on the bed in the bedroom. The bed was a double bed, large and comfortable.
Li Daoqi also undressed himself. The girl looked at Li Daoqi shyly and curiously. Li Daoqi carefully undressed the girl. Li Daoqi embraced the girl, feeling her softness and her heat.
The girl lay on the bed looking at Li Daoqi, her eyes filled with love. Li Daoqi lay on top of Jia Mi, using all his senses to feel her. Liu Jia Mi also sensed that Li Daoqi was excited, and that she was ready. Li Daoqi probed. Jia Mi was already wet. Li Daoqi couldn't wait to penetrate her deeper.
"Oh," Liu Jiami let out a soft cry.
"What's wrong?" Li Daoqi immediately stopped and asked, "Does it hurt?"
"A little, but it's okay." Liu Jiami gestured for Li Daoqi to continue.
"Oh!"
With Li Daoqi's thrusting, Liu Jiami gradually became able to distinguish between pain and pleasure. Afterwards, pleasure predominated, and the pain lessened.
"Oh... umhhhh, ah..."
Liu Jiami's cries excited Li Daoqi. Her cries were gentle, not loud, and somewhat suppressed. But that made it even more appealing. Li Daoqi now felt that his girlfriend's shouts were like strong whiskey, while Liu Jiami was more like red wine, leaving an unforgettable aftertaste.
"Oh, stop...stop for a second," Liu Jiami pushed Li Daoqi away, panting heavily. "I...I...can't...take it anymore."
Li Daoqi pulled her into his arms. He secretly vowed never to let her suffer any more grievances. Once
she caught her breath, Liu Jiami hugged Li Daoqi tighter, her lower body gently rubbing against his.
This seemed to be an order to Li Daoqi, and he continued what he had been doing.
He didn't want to change positions; he felt this traditional position allowed for more complete contact with her.
This time, Liu Jiami experienced unprecedented pleasure, and after her orgasm, Li Daoqi also ejaculated.
Li Daoqi fell asleep holding Jiami.
The next morning, sunlight streamed onto the warm bed. Li Daoqi and Jia Mi woke up almost simultaneously. Li Daoqi looked at Jia Mi and gave her a deep kiss on the lips.
"Oh dear! What time is it?" Jia Mi suddenly sat up.
Li Daoqi's arm was a little numb from being pressed down all night. He struggled to pick up the watch on the bedside table with his other hand.
"Eight o'clock." He spoke a little slowly, clearly still a bit sleepy.
"What time do you go to work?"
"Nine o'clock." "
Then
why don't you get up quickly?"
Yes. He should get up. But his arm was still a little numb.
"No rush. What time do you have class?"
"I definitely can't attend the first period. I'll attend the second period!" Jia Mi looked at Li Daoqi and thought he was very cute.
"Oh, then wait a little longer." Li Daoqi's arm recovered a bit, and he pulled Jia Mi into his arms. She could still smell the faint scent of shampoo in Liu Jiami's hair. He lifted her face and gently kissed her lips, which gradually turned into a French kiss.
Li Daoqi felt that she didn't have the usual morning breath odor of other girls; her breath was still very sweet.
"Okay, get up," Jiami said, pulling away from Li Daoqi. "You should go to work. Don't be late."
Li Daoqi smiled, thinking that it wouldn't matter if he was late. However, Li Daoqi had never been late.
Li Daoqi took the girl to school. The girl was studying at New Oriental, preparing for a GRE exam, and had classes on weekends. Li Daoqi was even busier and didn't have time, so they decided to meet up when they had more free time.
He arrived at his workplace at exactly 9 a.m. Li Daoqi's phone rang as soon as he entered the office.
"Xiao He."
Upon hearing the minister's voice, Li Daoqi immediately tensed up. "Hello, Minister."
"There's something you need to take care of. Someone will deliver your plane ticket to you later. Ask him anything."
Before Li Daoqi could ask anything, the call was already ended. (
Chapter 8 of *The Prodigal Son's Romantic Adventures in the Officialdom*)
Li Daoqi sat on the plane, his heart pounding with anxiety. He didn't know his destination or the purpose of his trip. He only knew that his minister had sent him…
The minister had barely hung up the phone when a military vehicle arrived to pick him up, taking him directly to a military airport on the outskirts of Beijing. Before boarding, someone made Li Daoqi hand over his phone.
…The noise the plane made as it flew at high altitude made Li Daoqi uneasy. There were no windows on the plane, and no one told him where he was going. Li Daoqi took out a cigarette and lit it. He'd figure it out when he got there; that was all he could do. He closed his eyes to relax during the flight.
As he smoked, he suddenly wondered if his trip was related to the conflict between the provincial governor and the minister. Recently, the minister had let him "visit" the troops, and now a military plane was picking him up. What did these things have to do with the governor? He pondered… but found no answer.
Li Daoqi couldn't figure out the connection between these events, but they were definitely not ordinary matters, and certainly not things he should know. If these events were related to their conflict, then he was already deeply involved. This was beyond his control. Choosing the right side and protecting himself was his top priority. From all aspects, the minister seemed to have a slight advantage, and he could be considered one of the minister's men. Joining the minister's side seemed to be the only way out at the moment. But what if the governor hadn't fallen? Then he would be in trouble.
The plane was about to land, and Li Daoqi fastened his seatbelt. The plane jolted, and Li Daoqi's heart pounded with it. Upon arrival, a military vehicle picked Li Daoqi up from the suburbs and took him to a hotel in the city. Li Daoqi knew where he was from the names of the shops along the way.
He checked into a hotel in this province, but a sense of unease crept in. Why such a grand gesture to bring him here? Why such secrecy? Why hadn't the minister contacted him? Was the minister plotting against him? Was it the governor…?
Li Daoqi checked his pockets, thankfully finding them all hidden. He lit a cigarette and sat on the sofa, smoking. Although the hotel air conditioning was already quite cold, Li Daoqi still felt himself sweating profusely. The power struggles at the top are different from those at the local level. When friction occurs at the top, people usually die. Someone like him is just a small pebble; the minister can kick him aside at any time, and the governor can find a way to get him at any time. Moreover, he probably won't even know who killed him when he dies. ...
Darkness shrouded the earth. Li Daoqi stayed in his room until evening. Strangely, he didn't feel hungry even though he hadn't eaten lunch. Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.
"Come in," Li Daoqi said, trying to remain calm.
It was Lieutenant Colonel Zhang who entered.
Li Daoqi was a little surprised, but he quickly regained his composure. "What are you doing here?" he asked, moving a sofa for him.
"We need to take care of some business later." Lieutenant Colonel Zhang glanced at Li Daoqi, "Have you eaten?"
It seemed he was going to attend to the provincial governor's affairs; otherwise, he wouldn't have shown up. Li Daoqi already knew. "I haven't eaten lunch."
"Hehe, good, I'll have them bring the food up right away," Lieutenant Colonel Zhang said with a smile. He
could still laugh at a time like this; he truly lived up to his "military" reputation. Li Daoqi had always thought of him as just a scholar who graduated from military academy, but he hadn't expected that after so long in the army, he really had a bit of a military bearing.
The food arrived shortly after.
"Want to have a drink?" Li Daoqi asked with a smile after chatting and laughing with Lieutenant Colonel Zhang for a while.
"Some other time," Lieutenant Colonel Zhang said casually.
Li Daoqi immediately deduced that "business" would commence after the meal. The food was served to prevent leaks and ensure the news wouldn't be seen, indicating that the governor's
fate was indeed at stake. The fact that no wine was consumed suggested imminent action. As he ate, Li Daoqi pondered how to avoid being harmed in this struggle. It seemed he had to firmly stand on one side; having previously sided with the minister, there was no changing that now.
After the meal, Li Daoqi was led to the back seat of a car with curtains. The car slowed down after a short while, seemingly driving through fields beside the road. He could hear something tapping against the car body before it stopped.
Someone opened Li Daoqi's car door from the outside.
Looking around, Li Daoqi was indeed in a field, the surroundings darkened by tall sorghum stalks.
"Li Daoqi, come in."
Li Daoqi followed the sound of Lieutenant Colonel Zhang's voice and saw that the car was parked outside a large tent. Li Daoqi immediately followed Lieutenant Colonel Zhang inside. It was practically a surveillance room. A television wall stretched at the far end of the tent, displaying various angles of surveillance footage of a three-story building. From the outside, the building looked no different from any other office building—red brick and steel windows—except that the windows seemed to have very thick curtains. In front of the television wall were four large tables pushed together, and a laptop was being used.
Someone handed Li Daoqi a piece of paper.
Li Daoqi saw that it was an arrest warrant, listing the governor's crimes of embezzlement, bribery, and misappropriation of public funds.
"Please sign." An armed policeman handed him a pen.
Li Daoqi glanced at it; besides the signature area for the arrested person, the only other place was for the person approving the arrest to sign. He had no choice but to sign.
The armed policeman put the signed arrest warrant into Li Daoqi's briefcase and left.
"Li Daoqi," Lieutenant Colonel Zhang called out.
"Look, we have confirmed intelligence. He and his lover are in this building. We've surrounded it. If you have no objections, we can begin the arrest." Lieutenant Colonel Zhang said to Li Daoqi, looking at the surveillance camera.
"What? Am I the commander?"
"The overall commander!" Lieutenant Colonel Zhang shifted his gaze from the surveillance camera to Li Daoqi's eyes.
Why was it him? It seemed the minister was determined to drag him into this mess. "Alright, if you have no objections, let's begin."
"Start!" Lieutenant Colonel Zhang shouted into the walkie-talkie.
From the surveillance cameras, several people in black combat uniforms reached the high wall of the courtyard before Li Daoqi could even get a clear look. One of the cameras suddenly switched on, seemingly showing the first group of armed police officers rushing into the courtyard. Another camera lit up, showing another group entering the courtyard from another location. Then many more monitors lit up. Li Daoqi counted; ten pairs were entering the building simultaneously. Assuming five people per pair, that meant fifty people were entering the courtyard at the same time. Some teams had already stopped at the entrance, while others climbed up to the second floor from the windows or balconies. Some had even reached the roof of the three-story building. Each team was ready to act.
"Beep." Lieutenant Colonel Zhang pressed the intercom.
With a loud bang, the teams broke down doors and smashed windows to enter the building. At the same time, hundreds of armed police officers in camouflage uniforms rushed into the courtyard through the blown-open gate and quickly surrounded the building.
After the first few teams rushed into the building, the television screen immediately turned a faint green. Li Daoqi knew that this was due to the use of low-light night vision devices. It seemed that they had gone to great lengths to capture the governor.
The teams entering the building didn't search each room individually; each seemed to have their own target, quickly moving towards their designated room while simultaneously coordinating tactical maneuvers.
"Number one, report: no target found," Lieutenant Colonel Zhang's walkie-talkie crackled to life.
"Number two, report: no target found."...
A moment later, all reports came in with no findings.
"Lights on, search!" Lieutenant Colonel Zhang remained calm.
All the teams searched the building, but found nothing. Lieutenant Colonel Zhang was getting anxious. The intelligence was absolutely correct; his trusted confidant had personally witnessed the governor enter the villa, but how could he be gone?
A thorough search of the building, the courtyard, and the surrounding area yielded no results. Lieutenant Colonel Zhang himself searched the area, but still found nothing. He sat on the large sofa on the first floor of the villa, completely baffled. (
Chapter 9 of *The Prodigal Official's Hunt for Beauty*)
The governor, after a long day, did indeed return to the villa with Wang Yan.
Upon entering, the governor pulled Wang Yan upstairs.
"Come on, take a shower," the governor said, and Wang Yan immediately helped him undress.
"Hehe, I can do it myself," the governor said amiably, as usual.
"Okay, fine," Wang Yan said coquettishly. She started taking off her clothes as well.
Soon, two naked bodies were in the room.
The governor gazed at Wang Yan's body with admiration. Wang Yan had been with the governor for three years. They had no secrets between them. But the governor's continued interest in looking at her always made Wang Yan feel gratified.
After all, the governor hadn't grown tired of her, proving that her charm remained undiminished.
"What are you looking at! Haven't you seen enough?" No one could have imagined that Wang Yan, so professional at work, could say such a thing in such a coquettish way.
"Only you can get it to this angle," the governor said, adjusting the object standing at only an 80-degree angle.
Wang Yan looked at the governor with deep affection. Because she was often by the governor's side, Wang Yan knew that the governor was different from the officials that ordinary people usually talked about. He was very capable. His foreign language skills were also quite good. Once, during negotiations with foreign businessmen, the translator didn't translate a single word accurately. However, it was clear that the governor understood the original meaning. The translation error did not affect the governor's negotiations.
Although he was very busy, the governor set aside an hour every day to study. When talking with university professors, he truly listened attentively like a student. He also repeatedly suggested that Wang Yan should take advantage of her youth to learn more and pursue a master's degree if given the opportunity, which moved Wang Yan deeply.
"Come on, let's go in together," the governor said, putting his arm around Wang Yan and leading her into the bathroom.
Wang Yan helped the governor apply imported shower gel. The main function of this shower gel is to relieve fatigue.
After showering, the two soaked in the jacuzzi for a while before wrapping themselves in towels and going to bed.
Wang Yan noticed that the governor seemed a bit tired, so she took out massage oil from the bedside table and massaged him, starting with his shoulders. Then she massaged his strong calves. Wang Yan thought that a mature man like the governor was indeed very attractive to women, and she felt very fortunate that he treated her so well.
The massage started from his calves and forearms, gradually moving closer to his heart. Soon, fine beads of sweat appeared on Wang Yan's forehead.
After the massage, Wang Yan gently wiped the sweat from her face with a towel.
The governor turned over. "You must be tired too."
Wang Yan shook her head slightly. "Not tired. How is it, comfortable?"
"Not yet." The governor picked up Wang Yan and pressed her down beneath him.
"Oh!"
"You're sweating so much!" The governor felt the sweat on Wang Yan's chest and body. "Then I'll do it."
Because the governor was older, it was usually Wang Yan who did the work, while the governor enjoyed himself from below.
The governor's lips touched Wang Yan's slightly warm lips.
Their tongues entwined.
He kissed her neck, then her ears.
"Oh!" Wang Yan felt intensely. She gently pushed the governor away.
The governor's lower body skillfully found the entrance.
He seemed unable to find it at the entrance, gently rubbing and slowly lubricating.
"Ah!" The governor suddenly entered. Deeper and deeper, until it couldn't go any deeper. Then he immediately began thrusting.
"Mmm... Ah!" Wang Yan cried out with each thrust.
"Oh... Oh... Good... Keep going..."
The governor seemed encouraged and worked even harder.
"Mmm!" A piercing sound suddenly rang out.
"Mmm... Mmm..." Then, sounds like air raid sirens came in bursts.
The governor immediately reached for something on the headboard and pressed a button. An ionic television immediately appeared from the ceiling. The television screen showed a forest with many armed police officers crouching, seemingly waiting for something.
"Damn it..." the governor cursed as he pulled out what was already inside. "Hurry up and get dressed." The governor immediately got out of bed, took a bathrobe from the wardrobe, and threw it to Wang Yan, who was still standing there dumbfounded.
"Someone's here to arrest me," the governor said calmly.
Wang Yan hurriedly put on her yukata, only remembering she should tie hers after seeing the governor calmly fasten it.
"What do I do?" Wang Yan's face turned pale.
The governor looked at Wang Yan, thinking she didn't seem like the type to betray him, and without thinking, led her to the wardrobe.
What? Hiding in the wardrobe? Wang Yan thought to herself, she knew she couldn't pass a search here. The governor moved some clothes around, pulled something, and a door appeared where there should have been a wall.
"Come on," the governor said, gesturing for Wang Yan to go in first.
Wang Yan walked to the door, which was actually just a square about 1.5 meters wide, the space inside very small, like a safe.
Wang Yan hid inside, and the governor squeezed in as well. Once inside, the governor pressed a button, and Wang Yan suddenly felt like she was in an elevator, but she couldn't tell if it was going up or down. Judging from the time, she was definitely going down.
Actually, this "elevator" was designed for one person; now, with two people squeezed in, it was naturally cramped, and because the weight was close to the design limit, it moved very slowly.
"Clang!" A strong tremor, and the "elevator" stopped. The governor felt something was wrong; he hadn't experienced such a strong tremor in the elevator before. Perhaps it was a bit "overloaded" today. In fact, the attack outside had already begun; the demolition of the main gate was almost simultaneous with the elevator hitting the ground.
The governor opened the "elevator" door, climbed out, clapped his hands, and the room lit up with the applause. He then helped Wang Yan climb out of the cramped elevator.
Inside the roughly 20-square-meter rectangular "room" was a nearly new Jetta.
"Get in!" Before Wang Yan could even look closely, the governor was already in the car.
Wang Yan mechanically opened the door, and almost simultaneously with closing it, the governor started the car. He picked up something from the dashboard and pointed it at the wall in front of the car, which then flipped up, revealing a long, narrow tunnel ahead. The governor drove very fast.
This is an almost abandoned air-raid shelter, wide enough for two cars to drive side by side. It's a reinforced concrete structure. During the wartime, all the air-raid shelters were connected, and this one connects to the area under the governor's villa. The governor considered this when he built the villa here, and I never thought it would actually come in handy now.
"There are clothes in the red box in the back seat, change into them." After driving for a while, the governor gradually calmed down.
"Hmm." Wang Yan then realized she was only wearing a yukata, one breast exposed and both thighs outside. Turning around, she saw two cardboard boxes, one red and one blue. She picked up the red one and found a Ports shirt and suit inside.
"I knew you liked Ports, so I prepared this for you a long time ago."
Wang Yan was very touched; the governor had prepared her clothes long ago, showing that he always thought of her.
"You drive." The governor stopped the car after seeing that Wang Yan was dressed.
He sat in the back and opened the blue box, which contained a pair of pants, a jacket, and underwear.
Wang Yan started the car. Because there were no lights in the air-raid shelter, only the car's headlights illuminating the road ahead, Wang Yan dared not drive fast.
After changing his clothes, the governor, exhausted from his desperate escape, quickly became exhausted. Only a minister could pull such a ruthless stunt. He had already escaped the first trap, but what about the next? The fact that they were arresting him like this meant his arrest had already been approved. The air-raid shelter would soon be above ground; what would he do then?
"Squeak!" The car stopped in front of an iron gate.
Before Wang Yan could speak, the governor opened the car door and got out. He walked to the gate, took out a key from his pocket, and opened it. The key had been in his pocket beforehand.
The governor told Wang Yan to drive the car over, and then locked the gate himself.
The car had been driving for over 40 minutes. Sitting in the passenger seat, the governor had already decided how to handle the situation. Now, he had regained his usual composure, still radiating energy.
The car arrived at another rusty military green iron gate. The governor opened it again, drove past, and then carefully locked it again.
"To the military district," the governor said to Wang Yan.
That was the only place the governor could go now.
Meanwhile, at Li Daoqi's place, Lieutenant Colonel Zhang had thoroughly searched the villa, inside and out. The governor's clothes were still in the closet, judging from the wrinkles, they had just been taken off.
He didn't see the elevator doors that had already closed inside.
"Expand the search area," Lieutenant Colonel Zhang shouted into the walkie-talkie, realizing the governor had escaped so easily.
The search area was expanded to a radius of five kilometers.
Li Daoqi, watching from inside the tent on the monitor, found it laughable that Lieutenant Colonel Zhang was roaring. It was a huge irony that a commander of a special forces unit couldn't even capture a provincial governor. However, to be fair, the governor was probably better at managing the overall situation than Lieutenant Colonel Zhang.
"Strictly check all roads leading out of town. Don't let a single vehicle pass," Lieutenant Colonel Zhang roared at a monitor operating a computer, having returned to the command post. "Also, strictly check the train station, airport, and bus station. Send our men to each location to provide command."
Lieutenant Colonel Zhang stared blankly at Li Daoqi, feeling utterly humiliated that he hadn't captured the governor. The colonel worried that the governor might flee abroad, but what if he hid in the city?
By this time, the provincial governor had arrived at the military region in a car driven by Wang Yan. He found his trusted confidant and asked the senior colonel to arrange a military transport plane to take him to Beijing.
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