Dashing Student

Zhao Zhenghui turned around, his eyes blazing as he stared at Zhao Longteng, his tone carrying an undeniable authority: "From today on, you will stay here."

"I want to see who would dare to murder someone in Zhao Zhenghui's home!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Longteng's heart settled, and he quickly nodded and bowed: "Thank you, Uncle! With you here, I feel relieved."

Zhao Zhenghui stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze cast out towards the pitch-black night outside the window, his voice deep yet powerful: "The waters of Provincial City run deep, but no matter how deep, they must flow according to my rules."

He turned his head, a trace of coldness flickering in his eyes: "However, you really do need to keep a low profile lately. I've already sent someone to investigate the details of that mysterious force. Once we have a clear understanding of their background, it won't be too late to capture them all at once!"

Zhao Longteng hesitated, then couldn't help asking: "Uncle, normally this matter would fall to Governor Hu to handle, why has there been no action from his side for so long?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhenghui couldn't help but let out a cold snort, his tone tinged with a hint of mockery: "Hu Zhenguo has taken a few days off, tending to his sick father in the hospital!"

He narrowed his eyes, thoughtfully adding, "Although his reason for taking leave is justified, I have a premonition that this matter might be closely related to him."

A shock ran through Zhao Longteng, and he asked in a low voice: "Uncle, do you mean... Governor Hu is manipulating all this from behind the scenes?"

Zhao Zhenghui shook his head, the tone cautious: "That's just speculation."

"Even though Hu Zhenguo and I often disagree politically and have many conflicts, I am well aware that he doesn't have enough leverage to sway the situation in Provincial City."

"His taking leave at this critical moment could very well just be a coincidence."

Zhao Longteng quickly responded: "Don't worry, Uncle, I will definitely follow your instructions and will not cause any trouble for you."

Zhao Zhenghui nodded, his tone easing somewhat: "You go get some rest, your room has already been arranged." He paused, a hint of warning in his gaze: "Remember, do not leave the building without my permission."

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Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine at Provincial Medical University.

Chen Nan went straight to Su Yue's office after his class.

Knock, knock, knock!

He knocked on the door, and only after hearing an invitation to enter did he push the door open, smiling at Su Yue: "Teacher Su, what would you like for lunch today?"

Today Su Yue was wearing a white Qipao skirt, which was tailored to perfection, hugging her body contours closely, displaying her exquisite figure to full advantage.

The length of the skirt was just right, reaching her knees, neither compromising elegance nor subtly revealing a hint of sexiness.

Her fair legs, as white as jade, were faintly visible under the hem of the skirt, smooth and fine as Mutton Fat Jade, emitting a charming luster.

Her upper body was tightly wrapped by the Qipao, outlining her full bust, giving off a sense of bursting forth, which made Chen Nan heart race and his mouth go dry.

The neckline of the Qipao was slightly open, revealing a small patch of snowy skin, its delicate texture shimmering under the light with a seductive sheen, resembling a blooming white lotus, pure yet enchanting.

"First, lock the door behind you," Su Yue said with a smiling eye, her beautiful pupils sparkling with alluring spring.

Chen Nan complied and locked the office door.

The next moment.

Su Yue stepped forward in her high heels, her sexy, serpentine waist swaying as she threw herself into Chen Nan's arms.

With the fragrance of jade in his embrace, Chen Nan immediately felt a sensation full of elasticity before him, along with the intoxicating scent of Su Yue's perfume.

"Rather than eating something, I want to devour you!" Su Yue gazed at Chen Nan with a hazy look, not disguising the heat in her heart.

Chen Nan hadn't expected Su Yue to be so impatient.

In an instant.

A surge of hot blood rushed to his head, and his hands involuntarily wrapped around Su Yue's waist, feeling nothing but softness and warmth at his touch.

Su Yue slightly tilted her head back, her crimson lips parted, and with a sweet breath, she actively kissed Chen Nan's lips.

This kiss, like igniting a blazing fire, instantly set their passion ablaze.

Chen Nan's breathing grew more rapid, his kisses trailing from Su Yue's lips down her fair neck, moving slowly downwards.

Su Yue gently closed her eyes, her long eyelashes quivering slightly, and from her lips came soft whimpers, like a spring breeze stirring Chen Nan's heartstrings.

Her hands were no longer idle, slowly climbing onto Chen Nan's back, her fingers lightly caressing, as if searching for something.

The temperature in the office rose sharply, air thick with ambiguous scent.

Su Yue's Qipao skirt was somewhat disheveled from the fervent movements, the neckline opening wider, revealing her fair and exaggerated curves.

Especially that deep and bottomless cleavage, tantalizing Chen Nan's heart, making him thirsty and restless, and a certain part of him responding noticeably.

Su Yue felt Chen Nan's change too, her hand reaching between his legs, grasping that hard and scorching part.

In an instant.

The searing touch spread from her right hand to her heart, causing ripples in the sea of her heart, and the moans from her mouth became more frequent.

At the same time, her right hand began to slowly stroke up and down.

Feeling his dragon root encased in Su Yue's grip, Chen Nan had an electrifying sensation.

Chen Nan's hands roamed unreservedly up along Su Yue's waistline.

He covered her full and round breasts without hesitation, kneading vigorously, the full sensation making his palms slightly tremble.

Su Yue's body shook violently as if electrified, emitting a high-pitched moan, her cheeks flushing red as if blood would drip out, her eyes full of intoxication and daze.

Chen Nan's hands trembled slightly, eagerly beginning to undo the knotted buttons on Su Yue's Qipao, each one undone making his breath even more rapid.

As the knots were torn open one by one, Su Yue's exquisite body under the Qipao was presented unrestrainedly before his eyes.

Her waist was slender, easy to encircle, below which were her slightly upturned, smoothly curved buttocks, sketching out a perfect S-curve.

The flat and smooth belly, rising and falling with her rapid breathing, seemed to speak of her inner desires.

In Chen Nan's eyes was unmistakable greed and an almost insane longing.

Su Yue, with her eyes half-closed, cheeks blushing like ripe peaches, her eyes interweaved with shyness and anticipation, as if tempting Chen Nan to be bolder.

When the last knot was pulled apart, the Qipao, like petals falling, slid down from Su Yue's shoulders.

She was only wearing lace underwear that barely covered anything, her full breasts were eager to break free, barely contained by the lingerie, yet squeezing out an enticing curve at the edges.

Her long, straight legs, set off by the lace trim, appeared even whiter and smoother, as if openly inviting Chen Nan to completely possess her.

Chen Nan's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, he bent down and kissed Su Yue again, his hands roaming her smooth back and then unfastening her bra.

As the bra slid off, Su Yue instinctively tried to cover up, but Chen Nan caught her hands and pressed them above her head.

Su Yue let out a coquettish cry, but her eyes were full of love.

Chen Nan's lips moved from her neck downwards, wandering over her full chest, eliciting trembles from Su Yue, as her whimpers became more urgent.