Beauty in officialdom

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Disoriented, Zhang Jingsong felt a surge of irritability mixed with a strange sense of pleasure. He couldn't see his surroundings; all he could see was a large bed and a beautiful woman whose clothes were torn, revealing her 36D breasts encased in a black bra, her face contorted in terror.
He recognized her; she was Xu Qian, the deputy director of the Investment Promotion Bureau of Suijiang City, Shipan Province, a well-known beauty in Suijiang's officialdom, a 29-year-old deputy-division-level cadre, and rumored to be the mistress of the current mayor of Suijiang, Gao Hong.
"No, no," Xu Qian cried out, curled up on the bed, tears welling in her eyes, her voice filled with fear and trepidation, her appearance exceptionally pitiful.
"No? I want it!" Zhang Jingsong's palpable cries aroused him. With a yelp, he pounced on her, forcefully flipping her over so she was face down on the bed. He grabbed her wrists from behind with one hand, while the other reached for her skirt.
"No, help!"
"No one can save you! My Director Xu, isn't it good?" Zhang Jingsong panted, savoring the strange sensation of being forced. He continued his actions, speaking incoherently, "Am I better than Mayor Gao? Huh? Director Xu, say it, say I'm better. Am I bigger and longer than Mayor Gao? Huh? Am I? Damn it! That bastard Gao Hong ruined my future, so I'll fuck him! Fuck him! Fuck his woman! Fuck his woman!"
Xu Qian beneath him cried out, her moans mingling with uncontrollable groans. She didn't reply, but Zhang Jingsong didn't care. He continued talking and thrusting. Waves of pleasure washed over him, spreading from a single point to the entire body, like floating on clouds, light and ethereal, his soul seemingly soaring to the heavens.
Then, a flood-like sensation washed over him, and Zhang Jingsong's consciousness and body abruptly changed—he woke from his beautiful dream!
Sigh, he'd raped Xu Qian again in his dream! Reaching down to touch his erect penis, Zhang Jingsong let out a long breath, thankfully managing to stay composed. His self-control was comparable to Tang Sanzang's.
Damn, if this dream were real, how wonderful it would be! The deputy director of the investment bureau, the mayor's mistress… her photos online were indeed beautiful, but he wondered if her breasts were as big as in his dream. Sigh, he could only indulge in fantasies in his dreams. In reality, someone like Xu Qian probably wouldn't even give him a second glance.
At this point, Zhang Jingsong never imagined that half a month later, Xu Qian would not only give him a second glance, but would also be transferred to their unit as its head, and, just as he had dreamed, be raped by him. Even more unexpectedly, after raping Xu Qian, he not only escaped imprisonment, but his career took off and his future seemed limitless...
The joy of life lies in the ability to fantasize! Ever since hearing that Xu Qian, the deputy director of the Suijiang City Investment Promotion Bureau
, was the most popular candidate for director of the Development Zone Management Committee, Zhang Jingsong changed his QQ signature to this sentence. Zhang Jingsong is from Suijiang, male, Han nationality, unmarried, a member of the Communist Party, with a bachelor's degree, and is twenty-four years old this year. After graduating from university two years ago, with the help of his uncle Yan Hongjun, he became a driver and contract worker at the Suijiang City High-tech Development Zone Management Committee. That autumn, he took the civil service exam and became a civil servant in the Development Zone Management Committee office. Everything went smoothly, thanks in large part to his uncle's position—Deputy Secretary-General of the Municipal Party Committee and Director of the Municipal Party Committee Office. Because of his uncle's connections, he was very popular with the leaders in the development zone. However, last winter, Gao Hong, then the full-time Deputy Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, kicked Yan Hongjun, the Director of the Municipal Party Committee Office, to the position of Director of the Municipal Bureau of Veteran Cadres. Since then, his influence in the Management Committee had waned. Life continued uneventfully; with little work to do, Zhang Jingsong opened the Investment Promotion Bureau's website to look at Xu Qian's photo. He overheard two bored people from the next office coming over to chat with Lao Yu and Sister Wu. They were talking about Xu Qian, occasionally mentioning Mayor Gao. " The mayor's mistress is now the top leader of the development zone!" Zhang Jingsong was annoyed. "Damn it, how can these people be so unrestrained? Do they really think they're some kind of underground organization minister? Damn it!" "Let me tell you, village cadres are made through beatings, township-level cadres are made through drinking, city and county-level cadres are made through buying their way in, and provincial and ministerial-level cadres are made through birth!" Old Yu, the oldest person in the office, was lecturing his group with great enthusiasm. At 51, still a deputy section chief, his greatest pleasure at work was imparting his so-called insights into officialdom to his younger colleagues. "You're all section chiefs now, ah, you don't need to beat people anymore, but you still have to drink! If you can't drink, forget about becoming a deputy section chief! Only after you drink your way to section chief will you have money, and only with money can you buy your way into department or bureau level positions, especially you. You didn't need to drink before, but in the future, you'll still need to practice more." Zhang Jingsong felt extremely uncomfortable hearing this. What did he mean by "didn't need to drink before, but will need to practice more in the future"? Wasn't he just making sarcastic remarks because his uncle had lost power? He hadn't done anything to offend him. Such disrespect for elders, casually discussing the private lives of city leaders in the office—truly ignorant of the immensity of the world. No wonder he's still just a deputy section chief, living to such an old age! "Heh, drinking capacity is innate, nothing you can do about it." Zhang Jingsong, though seething inside, smiled nonchalantly and said, "By the way, Director Yu, according to your theory that city and county-level positions are bought, did Xu Qian also buy hers? She's now the deputy director of the city's investment promotion bureau, a deputy division-level position." Old Yu hadn't expected Zhang Jingsong, who had been keeping a low profile since Yan Hongjun's downfall, to suddenly become so assertive, his words surprisingly barbed! He was used to gossiping about rumors and rumors, but he wouldn't dare openly name Xu Qian as someone who had bought her position! A knock on the door interrupted Old Yu's surprise at Zhang Jingsong's change and his anger at his audacity, drawing everyone's attention to the doorway. Standing there was a woman, a beautiful woman. Her long, straight, jet-black hair cascaded down her shoulders, her fair face was flawless and wrinkle-free, even her eyebrows were naturally shaped and unadorned. Her features were delicate, bearing a resemblance to Wang Zuxian from the movie "A Chinese Ghost Story." She appeared to be around twenty years old. She wore a white shirt, her full breasts proudly displayed, and a black mini-skirt, her long legs possessing an alluring curve. The standard business attire on her somehow evoked images of office ladies in Japanese adult videos. All eyes were on her, but her gaze lingered on Zhang Jingsong's face for a few seconds. Zhang Jingsong noticed the beautiful woman's gaze but wasn't surprised. Of everyone in the office, he was the most handsome; women naturally look for handsome men. However, this woman looked somewhat familiar. "Who are you looking for?" a man in his thirties from the next office, who had been chatting nearby, asked, staring at her. The woman frowned, not answering his question, but instead asking, "Is no one working next door?" "Yes, what do you need?" the man replied with a smile, standing up and walking towards the door. Another man from his office followed suit. Zhang Jingsong watched this scene, inwardly sighing. These two were clearly never seen a woman before; they never gave anyone a friendly look when someone came to them, let alone willingly getting up to go back to their office. Thinking this, his gaze involuntarily drifted towards the woman's retreating figure. He heard the footsteps and conversation of three people heading to the next office. "You guys have it so easy at work, you can even visit each other's offices." "Heh, just chatting when there's nothing to do, anyway, there's not much work," Old Yu shook his head and sighed, his gaze still fixed on the door, lamenting that the woman hadn't come to his office. Zhang Jingsong ignored him, thinking about the new director, his eyes fixed on Xu Qian's photo on the webpage. Wait a minute, Zhang Jingsong blinked a few times and suddenly remembered that the photo looked remarkably like the woman who had just knocked on the door!

Damn! Could the new director really be Xu Qian? Did she stage this undercover visit to gather information before taking office? The thought made Zhang Jingsong realize that the woman staring at him earlier wasn't because he was handsome. She probably overheard his question at the door about whether her deputy director position was bought. If
that woman really was Xu Qian, then forget about advancement, he probably wouldn't even be able to live a normal life! Life, this is cruel! Fine, I'll stop fantasizing!
But she really is alluring—that face, that figure, especially those eyes…tsk tsk, a mayor needs a beauty like that for a mistress.

After a few minutes of anxiety, Zhang Jingsong reassured himself that it might just be a resemblance. Xu Qian is so beautiful, and she's the mayor's mistress—someone who rose to power through her looks, how could she possibly do something as selfless as a public servant, like an undercover visit?
Two people from the next office quickly entered this office, vividly describing how beautiful and well-proportioned the woman was, their words filled with endless regret and longing, almost explicitly stating their desire to sleep with her. Listening to their conversation, Zhang Jingsong's tense heart relaxed considerably, realizing he had been overly paranoid.
July 1st passed in a flurry of activity. Although Zhang Jingsong had already joined the Party while at school, as a member of the Management Committee office, he had accomplished a great deal that day. On
July 3rd, the position of Director of the Development Zone Management Committee was finally decided. The Suijiang Municipal Party Committee decided to appoint Comrade Xu Qian as Secretary of the Party Working Committee of the Suijiang High-tech Development Zone, and the Municipal People's Government decided to appoint Comrade Xu Qian as Director of the Management Committee of the Suijiang High-tech Development Zone.
His worries had become a reality, and Zhang Jingsong's heart was filled with indescribable complex emotions. He felt both the helplessness of completely shattered hopes for the future and the bittersweet joy of fantasizing about seeing the person directly without needing to look at photos. Upon seeing Xu Qian in person, his face turned green. This Xu Qian was the very woman who had knocked on his door that day! Looking at a photo alone could have been a suspicion, but having met her twice within a few days, and having made such a strong impression on him from the first meeting, he couldn't possibly be mistaken.
This confirmation temporarily banished his fantasies, replaced by deep anxiety about how he would manage in the future. After a few days of unease, seeing that Xu Qian hadn't caused any trouble, Zhang Jingsong felt he had been judging her with a petty mind. Why would a deputy director-level member of the management committee get so worked up over something so trivial? If
he couldn't afford to offend her, he could at least avoid her, right? As long as he stayed out of her sight, she was so busy with work; perhaps she had already forgotten about that day.
However, many things are beyond one's control. While Zhang Jingsong wanted to avoid Xu Qian, the office director, Qin Haobo, arranged for him to be Xu Qian's temporary driver for a day.
The management committee office, which also served as the human resources bureau, primarily handled personnel organization, secretarial work, and handling of petitions, including arranging drivers and other services for the leadership. Even leaders' drivers are human; sometimes they get sick or have emergencies and need to take leave.
Back when Zhang Jingsong became a civil servant while Yan Hongjun was still the director of the municipal party committee's office, if any leader's driver in the management committee was on leave, Qin Haobo would arrange for Zhang Jingsong to fill in. Don't think it was a thankless job; opportunities to get close to leaders were incredibly rare. Zhang Jingsong enjoyed this treatment for three reasons: first, he had previously worked as a driver for the management committee; second, he was young, handsome, and skilled in martial arts, capable of protecting leaders in critical moments; and third, and most importantly, he had an uncle who was the director of the municipal party committee's office!
Qin Haobo's preferential treatment was largely due to his uncle's influence.
Since his uncle fell from power, Zhang Jingsong hadn't served as a temporary driver for any of the management committee's bigwigs. However, sometimes Qin Haobo would ask him to drive when he went out on business. In fact, within the management committee, Qin Haobo was the only one who treated him fairly well.
"Director," Zhang Jingsong looked at Qin Haobo, hesitating, unsure how to politely decline.
Because the director of the management committee was the head of the office, everyone in the office called Qin Haobo "Director," since he also served as the director of the Human Resources Bureau.
"Car number 88, here are the keys. Go to the municipal government." Qin Haobo interrupted him, tossing the keys over. "Hurry up, don't keep the boss waiting!"
Zhang Jingsong caught the car keys that had flown in from the air. Seeing that Qin Haobo had already turned around, he could only agree, then directly pressed the power button on the computer tower to shut it down, and went downstairs.
Damn it, so what if I'm a driver? What's there to be afraid of? I'd rather die than die on earth. At worst, she'll give me a good scolding. Does she dare to rape me?
The license plate number of car number 88 was actually 01188, but within the management committee it was called car number 88. It was a Teana he bought early last year, and Zhang Jingsong had driven it twice. After starting the car, looking at the familiar dashboard and control panel, he was filled with emotion. He never thought he would actually touch this car again!
Without further ado, Zhang Jingsong parked the car at the entrance of the office building, but left the engine running. He got out, and less than two minutes later, Xu Qian emerged.
"Director Xu," Zhang Jingsong greeted her with a beaming smile, then opened the back door with one hand and placed the other on the roof,
gesturing for Xu Qian to get in. Xu Qian stood and looked at Zhang Jingsong for two seconds, then looked away, snorted a soft "hmm," and bent down to get into the car.
Zhang Jingsong's gaze involuntarily swept downwards, glancing down at her neckline. A glimpse of patterned black underwear flashed between her smooth, full breasts and her snow-white blouse, captivating him.

Her underwear was black! And her cleavage was deep; she must have large breasts, probably a 36D. Zhang Jingsong groaned inwardly, just like in his dream. He couldn't help but recall the rape of Xu Qian in his dream, and a surge of heat coursed through his body. Thankfully, he wasn't driven by lust; he knew this wasn't a dream. He obediently closed the car door, then walked to the front and got in, shifting gears and starting the car towards the municipal government.
The development zone wasn't far from the municipal government, but speed was slow in the city. It was four in the afternoon, thankfully not during rush hour, but it still took nearly half an hour to reach the municipal government. The car stopped directly in front of the government building. Xu Qian got out without a word to Zhang Jingsong.
Zhang Jingsong found a parking space, his gaze resentfully fixed on the municipal building, wondering which floor Gao Hong's office was on. Was Xu Qian rushing in like that to have a passionate encounter with him in his office? Damn, this world is so damn unlucky! All the good cabbages are being eaten by pigs! When will a couple of beautiful cabbages come along for me to enjoy?
The phrase "stealing a cabbage" swirled in his mind, and he couldn't help but recall the stunning glimpse of the black and white cleavage beneath Xu Qian's clothes when he helped her into the car. A surge of excitement coursed through him, and his fantasies of raping Xu Qian replayed in his mind like a movie. "
Damn it, Gao Hong from the literary society really knows how to enjoy life! If I ever manage to become mayor, I'll definitely find a beauty even more alluring than Xu Qian as my mistress. No, I'll find two—one to have sex with in bed, and one to watch from the sidelines!"
Lost in his chaotic thoughts in the car, Zhang Jingsong's eyes remained fixed on the entrance of the government building, not to admire the women, but to see when Xu Qian would emerge so he could immediately drive over to pick her up. Although he had already fantasized about ravaging her in eighteen different positions, in reality, he still had to carefully serve her—after all, she was a leader.
After waiting for nearly an hour, Xu Qian finally appeared at the building entrance. Zhang Jingsong quickly drove over, parked the car, and was about to get out to open the door for her when he found that she had opened the door herself and gotten in.
The car drove smoothly around the flowerbed in front of the building and out of the city government gate. Xu Qian didn't say anything, and Zhang Jingsong didn't ask either, heading straight for the development zone. He could feel the oppressive atmosphere and didn't even dare to turn on the music. He glanced at the rearview mirror and saw that Xu Qian's face was as gloomy as the sky before a downpour. He secretly wondered if Gao Hong had taken advantage of her in the mayor's office.
The car had just left the city and was still on its way to the development zone when Xu Qian, who had finished a few phone calls in the back seat, spoke up, simply saying four words: "To Su Liu Yuan!"
Su Liu Yuan was a restaurant. Zhang Jingsong had eaten there a few times before starting work in the development zone. The environment was nice, the prices were a bit high, the food was indeed delicious, and the waiters were quite friendly. The only downside was the lack of a restroom in the private rooms. However, a restaurant isn't like a karaoke bar. If someone went in while eating, even if there was no stench when the door was opened and closed, it would still feel strange, wouldn't it?
"Okay. Yes." Zhang Jingsong hadn't expected her to speak so suddenly. Although his reply was prompt, he was also a little nervous.
The car turned around at the next intersection. The development zone was located in the northeastern part of the city, while Su Liu Yuan was to the west, separated by an entire bustling urban area.
After arriving at Su Liu Yuan, Zhang Jingsong was going to wait in the car, but Xu Qian invited him to eat with her. Following the greeter to the entrance of the private room, Xu Qian paused briefly, waved, and waited for the greeter to turn and walk away. She didn't go in immediately but continued walking. Zhang Jingsong, familiar with the area, knew she was heading towards the restroom. After a moment's thought, he also didn't enter the room, following a few steps behind. Even if he didn't want to use the restroom, he had to go in first; he had to wait for the leader to enter.
The restroom at Su Liuyuan was at the end of the corridor. Upon entering, there was a space of about eight square meters with two sinks on the wall, each with a door on either side—men's on the left, women's on the right.
Zhang Jingsong went in, urinated, washed his hands, and then waited for Xu Qian in the corridor. However, instead of her coming out, he heard her scream. He didn't dare delay and rushed into the doorway, only to find Xu Qian sitting unceremoniously on the wet floor, one hand supporting her weight, her bag also soaked. What's even more speechless is that his legs were slightly bent and not fully together, allowing him to immediately see the black lace under her short skirt!
Damn, so tempting! Zhang Jingsong's gaze lingered for a moment, then he swallowed hard, realizing this wasn't the right time for sightseeing. He quickly called out "Director Xu," then looked away at Xu Qian's face, only to be met with her wide-open, fiery glare.
His heart skipped a beat; he'd been caught peeping!

"Help me up!" Xu Qian roared at Zhang Jingsong.
Hearing this, Zhang Jingsong quickly banished his chaotic thoughts, shifted his body to the side, and straddled Xu Qian, trapping her between his legs. Because his legs were spread and bent, his groin was directly in front of her face. Just as he was about to bend down and lift her up under her armpits, Zhang Jingsong noticed her face had turned even paler. Suddenly, a thought struck him – this position was too awkward. He quickly moved and turned around, coming behind her and slipping his hands under her armpits to lift her up.
Xu Qian turned and glared at Zhang Jingsong, trying to steady herself, but as soon as she took a step, she stumbled and leaned even closer to him. It turned out she had twisted her ankle, and her high heels seemed to be broken.
"Hey, beautiful, the ground is slippery, be careful walking! Come with me for a drink to calm your nerves," a middle-aged, overweight man with a protruding belly and a flushed face said, reaching out to pat Xu Qian's shoulder.
Zhang Jingsong, supporting Xu Qian with one hand, quickly reached out with the other, grabbing the man's wrist just before his hand touched her shoulder, and coldly said, "Get lost if you're drunk!"
"How can you talk like that?" the man shouted, his face changing.
Xu Qian glanced coldly at the man, her lips twitching, but she only said to Zhang Jingsong, "Let's go."
Zhang Jingsong snorted coldly, and when he let go, he gave the man a slight push, causing him to take a few steps back. Then, he helped the immobile Xu Qian to leave.
"Stop!" The fat man suddenly jumped in front of them, pointing at Zhang Jingsong. "Who told you to leave? Slap yourself twice to apologize, and let this beautiful lady have a drink with me, and I'll pretend nothing happened! Ah, hehe, nice figure, and she's wearing black underwear, so sexy! I like it!" "
You pervert! You, you have to take responsibility for your stinking mouth!" Xu Qian was filled with shame and indignation. She pointed at the fat man, both anxious and angry. After cursing, she turned to Zhang Jingsong and yelled, "What are you still standing there for?!"
Zhang Jingsong was scolded for no reason and hated the fat man, but this was not the time to settle scores. He knew that the beautiful Director Xu's image was not very attractive at the moment, and she definitely didn't want to be stared at and wanted to leave as soon as possible. So he just glared at the man, then reached out and pushed him aside, trying to take Xu Qian to the car.
"Don't worry, little sister, I'll definitely take responsibility for you!" the man said with a lewd grin. Seeing Zhang Jingsong reach out to push him away, he not only refused but also lunged forward, seemingly intent on striking first.
Zhang Jingsong, not wanting to endure Xu Qian's scolding any longer, changed his grip, grabbing the man's wrist again, and kicked and hooked his shin. The fat man lost his balance, his overweight body making intimate contact with the wet ground.
Amidst the man's screams and roars, Zhang Jingsong helped Xu Qian and headed straight for the exit. If he were alone, there wouldn't be a rush; he wasn't afraid of a fight between a few people! But the current situation didn't allow for a fight. He was afraid the man's friends or brothers might rush in and hurt Xu Qian, and besides, Xu Qian's current disheveled state certainly wasn't suitable for being watched. He understood how important face was for a beautiful woman, especially a powerful female leader, so he didn't have time to deal with the fat man; he needed to get to his car and leave immediately.
"Third brother, third brother!" the fat man on the ground yelled as he got up, and a middle-aged man actually came out of the bathroom. Upon seeing the scene, the middle-aged man was about to fight Zhang Jingsong, but when Zhang Jingsong turned around, the two men met face to face, and the man's hand was immediately immobilized.
"Director Shi!" Zhang Jingsong called out. He recognized the man as Shi Sanyong, the deputy director of the Wuxian branch of the Suijiang City Public Security Bureau, who seemed to be some distant relative of his aunt.
"Third brother, arrest them!" the man Zhang Jingsong had previously knocked to the ground roared angrily.
"Jinsong, what's going on?" Shi Sanyong frowned, his heart skipped a beat when he saw Xu Qian, and after a closer look, he called out in confusion, "Director Xu?"
"Director Xu, this is Director Shi of the Wuxian District Public Security Bureau," Zhang Jingsong introduced.
Hearing Zhang Jingsong's words, confirming that the somewhat disheveled beauty before him was indeed the legendary mayor's confidante, Shi Sanyong inwardly cried out, "Oh no!" He secretly resented his rather lecherous old classmate. "You bastard, if you're going to die, don't drag me down with you!
" Xu Qian glanced at Shi Sanyong but ignored him, turning to Zhang Jingsong and saying, "Let's go!"
"Director Shi, we're leaving now!" Zhang Jingsong nodded apologetically to Shi Sanyong and helped Xu Qian away.
"Stop! Third Brother!"
The man, baring his teeth and brandishing his claws, hadn't finished speaking when Shi Sanyong grabbed him tightly. After hearing Shi Sanyong whisper something in his ear, he immediately fell silent. His body, which had just stood up, seemed to suddenly lose all strength, almost collapsing to the ground again. His face instantly turned from red to white, and cold sweat broke out on his brow!

"Third Brother," the man called out hoarsely, looking at Shi Sanyong with a face full of fear. His voice trembled as he spoke, "What should I do? I'll go apologize now."
"Stop!" Shi Sanyong shouted sharply, "Are you looking for death? Going? Wait, wait, I'll ask around for you. Come on, you go back to the private room first, I'll go out and check."
"Oh, right, right, okay, okay, okay," the man nodded frantically, "You know them, put in a good word for me."
Shi Sanyong patted his shoulder, said nothing, and slowly walked out. When he reached the cashier, his eyes swept outside, taking in the scene in the open-air parking lot. He saw Zhang Jingsong helping Xu Qian into the back seat of a black car, then getting into the driver's seat himself, and the car drove off. A car with license plate 01188 disappeared from his sight in an instant.
After merging into traffic, Zhang Jingsong asked, "Director Xu, is your foot alright? There's a small hospital up ahead, is it..."
"Take me home!" Xu Qian interrupted Zhang Jingsong, "The Municipal Grain Bureau dormitory, over on Xiangzhang Road."
"Okay." Zhang Jingsong replied, overtaking the car in front, feeling quite annoyed. She used to be the deputy director of the Municipal Investment Promotion Bureau, how could she be living in the Grain Bureau dormitory? However, he knew he absolutely couldn't ask about such things, he just needed to focus on driving.
The buildings in the Municipal Grain Bureau dormitory weren't new, but they weren't old either. They looked like they were built around 2002, five seven-story buildings arranged in a staggered pattern. Zhang Jingsong parked the car in an empty parking space next to the stairwell of Unit 2, Building D. He then got out of the car, opened the back door, and helped Xu Qian out.
"Ah," Xu Qian groaned softly as her feet
touched the ground. She swayed slightly before managing to stand on one leg, her foot still aching. "Director Xu, which floor do you live on? I'll take you up!" Zhang Jingsong glanced at the stairwell, hoping it wasn't too high. Seven-story residential buildings in Suijiang rarely have elevators; you have to walk.
"Fifth floor!" Xu Qian replied without hesitation. She placed one hand on the railing, carrying her bag in the other, while Zhang Jingsong held her arm. She almost fell after only two steps.
"Director Xu, how about I carry you?" Zhang Jingsong said through gritted teeth.
Xu Qian looked at Zhang Jingsong, somewhat hesitant, but didn't refuse.
Zhang Jingsong understood that Xu Qian's words were tacit agreement. He couldn't very well ask her to give a definite yes, could he? After all, there's a difference between men and women! He helped Xu Qian turn around, standing downstairs while she stood on the stairs, so he wouldn't have to squat down to support her. Feeling Xu Qian's body leaning against his back, Zhang Jingsong's heart raced. Damn, her breasts were so ample, warm, and soft! Because her hair was up, he couldn't enjoy the gentle touch of her hair on his face, but he could feel her fragrant breath. Thinking of the rape he had committed against her in his dream, he couldn't help but feel a surge of lust. His hands reflexively grabbed her firm, round buttocks, and without waiting for her objection, he turned and started climbing the stairs.
Xu Qian, lying on Zhang Jingsong's back, felt an indescribable shame and anger. She, the director of the Development Zone Management Committee, a deputy-level leader, was now not only clinging to this guy's neck but also having her butt touched! If word got out, she'd be too ashamed to show her face! But when she got to the third floor and saw that Zhang Jingsong hadn't slowed down or stopped, and that he was holding her buttocks and hadn't taken the opportunity to grope her, Xu Qian's anger lessened a bit. This guy was actually quite honest and obedient, and had some manly spirit. If it weren't for him today, the consequences would have been unimaginable! Earlier in the Su Liuyuan restroom, he had seen what was under her short skirt, which must have been unintentional!
If Zhang Jingsong knew that he had left such an impression on Xu Qian, he would definitely be overjoyed. He was already quite unruly at this point. Because Xu Qian had sat on the restroom floor earlier, her skirt had gotten wet. Although it had cooled down a bit in the car, it wasn't dry yet. Holding it in his hand, he felt it was especially hot, and he could even feel the shape of her breasts. He dared not move his hands, but the thing in his crotch was already cheering. If it weren't for the fact that he was walking with his back bent because of someone on his back, it would be very obvious from the front that the little tent was already very high.

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