Special forces soldier demobilization: Starting from the county government compound, a meteoric rise

The hole-in-the-wall restaurant wasn't far from the county committee's residential compound, but Liu Ming found the journey exceptionally difficult.

It wasn't because the road was difficult, but because the person hanging on him was a sweet burden.

Xi Wanqing was completely drunk. The aftereffects of that Erguotou were astonishing. The usually aloof and dignified female county magistrate was now like a boneless koala, her hands tightly wrapped around Liu Ming's neck, practically dragging him along.

The scent of alcohol and orchid perfume emanating from her kept wafting into Liu Ming's nose, acting as an extremely dangerous catalyst.

After finally getting her up to the third floor, Liu Ming freed one hand to reach for the keys in her bag.

"Where's the key?"

"It's...it's in the bag..." Xi Wanqing buried her head in his neck and rubbed against him, her hot breath spraying onto his sensitive skin, her voice soft and sweet as if she were being coquettish.

Helpless, Liu Ming could only reach into the woman's handbag and rummage around. But the woman's bag was like a treasure chest, containing lipstick, powder, documents, wet wipes, and everything else, except for that cold, hard metal thing.

After finally finding the key and opening the door, Xi Wanqing was helped into the house when she disgustedly kicked off her high heels and stumbled barefoot towards the bedroom. She tripped over the carpet after only a few steps.

"Be careful!"

Liu Ming reacted quickly and grabbed her waist.

Due to inertia, the two of them fell onto the large fabric sofa in the living room.

Liu Ming is below, and Xi Wanqing is above.

This is an extremely ambiguous and extremely dangerous posture.

The room was dark, with only the cool moonlight streaming in from the window, bathing the two of them. In this dim light, Liu Ming could clearly see Xi Wanqing's face, so close to his.

Because of her intoxication, her cheeks were flushed like the sunset, and her once neatly styled long hair was now scattered messily over her shoulders, with a few strands falling down and tickling Liu Ming's nose.

What's most deadly is her eyes.

Those eyes, which usually exuded authority and composure, were now shrouded in a misty haze, like a pool of spring water, shimmering and seemingly about to speak.

"hot……"

Xi Wanqing muttered something and shifted her body restlessly, rubbing her soft, delicate body against Liu Ming, practically setting him on fire.

She seemed to feel the buttons around her neck were too tight, so she reached up to pull at the collar of her shirt.

With a soft "pop," a button was violently ripped off and rolled onto the floor.

The neckline opened, revealing a large expanse of snow-white, delicate skin and exquisitely defined collarbones. Beneath that expanse of white, the edges of black lace peeked out, an ultimate allure befitting a mature woman.

Liu Ming felt all the blood rushing to her head, and her throat was so dry it felt like she had swallowed a handful of sand.

He was a normal man, a hot-blooded man who had just experienced a life-or-death struggle and a power struggle. It would be a lie to say he had no reaction to such a scene.

"Wanqing... County Magistrate Xi, you've had too much to drink."

Liu Ming took a deep breath, suppressing the restless fire in his heart, and tried to push her away, "I'll go get you a glass of water to sober up."

"Don't leave!"

Xi Wanqing seemed to sense his intention, and suddenly reached out and cupped Liu Ming's face with her two soft, boneless hands, forcing him to look at her.

Her eyes were dreamy yet persistent, with a childlike domineering quality.

"Liu Ming...do you...do you dislike me?"

"I didn't." Liu Ming smiled wryly, "What does this have to do with anything?"

"Then why...why don't you dare look at me?" Xi Wanqing moved even closer, their noses almost touching, their breaths mingling, creating an extremely ambiguous atmosphere.

"I...I have a fiancé...even though I don't like him...does that mean I'm not clean?"

As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes again, her pitiful appearance enough to instantly break down any man's defenses.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Looking at her, Liu Ming felt a surge of pity. He reached out and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, his voice low and tender, "You are the best. In my eyes, you are the cleanest and proudest woman in the world."

"real?"

Xi Wanqing burst into laughter through her tears, and that smile was breathtakingly beautiful in the moonlight.

"real."

"Then you... prove it to me."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly lowered her head, and her two hot, soft red lips pressed against Liu Ming's lips without warning.

boom--!

Liu Ming felt that the string of "reason" in her mind snapped in that instant.

It was a sweet taste with the aroma of wine, and also an explosion of something that had been suppressed for too long.

Xi Wanqing's kiss was awkward and clumsy, yet it carried a desperate passion. She seemed to be asking for something, or perhaps confirming that the man before her was real and someone she could rely on.

Liu Ming's hands instinctively gripped the back of her head and her slender waist, turning the tables and responding passionately to her.

The temperature in the room was rising rapidly.

The rustling of clothes and the rapid, suppressed breathing were exceptionally clear in the quiet night.

Xi Wanqing's hand had somehow slipped under Liu Ming's shirt, her cool fingertips touching his burning skin, sending shivers down her spine. Meanwhile, Liu Ming's hand slid down the graceful curve of her back…

Just as this raging fire was about to spread completely, and just as their defenses were about to collapse entirely, at this critical moment...

Liu Ming's hand suddenly stopped.

Because his palm touched something.

—That was the stiff belt buckle around Xi Wanqing's waist, the kind that belonged to public officials.

That slightly cold touch was like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing most of his desire.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the woman beneath him, who was in a daze of passion and whose clothes were disheveled.

This is Xi Wanqing.

She is the eldest daughter of the Xi family in the capital.

He is also the deputy county head of Qingyun County.

If something really happens tonight, even if it's mutual, would it really be a good thing for her? In this unstable and crisis-ridden situation, wouldn't it become a handle used against her in the future?

More importantly, she was drunk.

What if she regrets it when she wakes up tomorrow?

Taking advantage of someone's misfortune is not Liu Ming's style.

"call……"

Liu Ming took a deep breath, using all her strength and all her self-control, and suddenly grabbed Xi Wanqing's still unruly hand.

"Wanqing, stop."

His voice was terribly hoarse, veins bulged on his forehead, and sweat streamed down his face.

Xi Wanqing opened her eyes in confusion, her gaze shifting, filled with bewilderment and a sense of unfulfilled grievance: "Why...why?"

"Because you are Xi Wanqing."

Liu Ming sat up, grabbed the thin blanket next to her, and wrapped her exposed body completely.

He looked at her, his eyes filled with restrained affection.

"What I want is not just you as a person, but your heart when you are sober."

"Tonight...not."

After saying that, he rushed into the bathroom as if he were fleeing.

The door slammed shut.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of rushing water came from inside.

The cold tap water poured over my head, taking away the heat from my body and gradually calming my wildly beating heart.

Liu Ming stood under the shower, shaking her head with a wry smile.

This is fucking...

It was even harder than lying in a snowdrift on the border for three days and three nights!

This is a female county magistrate!

If I hadn't held back just now, the sky over Qingyun County might really have changed color tomorrow.

……

The next morning.

Sunlight streamed into the bedroom through the gaps in the curtains, illuminating the large bed.

Xi Wanqing slowly opened her eyes, feeling a splitting headache. She sat up, rubbing her temples, and looked around blankly.

An unfamiliar room, an unfamiliar bed.

Memories flooded back like a tide.

Drinking...crying...going home...and then...

And then that kiss!

And that hand that slipped inside the clothes!

Xi Wanqing's face flushed bright red instantly, all the way to her ears. She subconsciously lifted the blanket to take a peek.

Fortunately, although the clothes were wrinkled and the buttons were missing, I was still wearing them.

There was no unusual feeling in my body.

She breathed a long sigh of relief, but a faint sense of loss inexplicably welled up in her heart.

That idiot...

They actually managed to hold back?

Am I unattractive?

Just as she was lost in thought, there was a gentle knock on the door.

"woke up?"

Liu Ming pushed open the door and came in, carrying a bowl of steaming millet porridge and a plate of refreshing pickled vegetables.

He had changed back into his usual clean and neat attire, his expression as usual, but when he looked at Xi Wanqing, there was a hint of tenderness and... embarrassment in his eyes.

"Um……"

Xi Wanqing kept her head down, not daring to look at him at all, her fingers unconsciously twisting the corner of the quilt.

The usually decisive and efficient female county head was now as shy as a newlywed bride.

"Does your head hurt? Drink this bowl of porridge first, it's good for your stomach." Liu Ming placed the porridge on the bedside table and said casually, "Last night... you drank too much, so I took the liberty of settling you in here. I slept on the sofa."

"Thank you...thank you," Xi Wanqing said in a barely audible voice.

Neither of them mentioned the kiss that almost went too far last night, nor the ambiguous relationship that nearly crossed the line.

But in the air, there was a sweet, unspoken understanding.

After breakfast, the two went out together to work at the county committee.

To avoid suspicion, Liu Ming deliberately didn't ride in Xi Wanqing's car, but instead took a taxi herself.

But when they met in the corridor of the county government compound.

Liu Ming greeted Xi, without looking to the side, "Good morning, County Chief Xi."

Xi Wanqing maintained her icy expression and nodded curtly, "Good morning."

just.

In the fleeting moment of passing each other.

The corners of their mouths both curved into tiny, yet incredibly sweet smiles.

That kind of secret that belongs only to the two of them, that kind of tenderness that grows out of the harsh struggles in officialdom.

More moving than any vow.