Chapter 402: Jin Mi Shu: Little Tang, go pour me a cup of coffee!

"Bye-bye, be careful on the road, let me know when you get home."

"Liangliang, you live close to Xiaohui, let's just take a taxi together."

"Bye-bye Lingling, remember to come find me to play when you're free."

…

The birthday party ended.

Watching the friends leave one after another, Yao Lingling let out a long breath, bit her lip gently, but the corners of her mouth couldn't stop rising.

"Pop~" Her butt was suddenly attacked.

"Ouch! What are you doing?" Yao Lingling turned and glared at Zhang Jiahong.

Zhang Jiahong leaned over to her and whispered: "Lingling, what's the situation between you and the senior? Since you came back to the room, your smile hasn't faded, and your appetite has opened up. Did something happen?"

"What situation? There's no situation."

"Don't talk nonsense, don't I know you? Tell me the truth, don't forget it was me who called Tang Song over for you today!"

As a long-time friend, Zhang Jiahong understood her very well.

Lingling was only like this when she was extremely happy, excited as if she had ADHD.

"Thank you, Jiahong, I'll treat you to a week of big meals later." Yao Lingling blinked with a smile and didn't tell her about the two of them.

Although she had many male friends growing up, they were all the ordinary friend type; this was the first time she had been kissed by a boy.

Especially since this boy was Tang Song.

Thinking of the scene in the elevator before they parted, thinking of his face, lips, nose bridge, eyes...

Yao Lingling's heart instantly felt itchy and sweet.

She regretted very much now why she didn't take the opportunity to kiss him a few times.

But she was just secretly YY-ing; if Tang Song were really in front of her, she would definitely shrink back immediately.

The door to the room was pushed open.

Li Shumin walked in, shaking the receipt in her hand: "Finished paying the bill, cake not included, total spent 5,300, Mingxuan transferred me 7,000, I'll return the rest to him later."

Yao Lingling thought for a moment and said: "Minmin, transfer all 7,000 to Mingxuan, I must pay for the room."

"Ah? This..."

"One thing is one thing, I've already accepted the gift. But today is my birthday, and everyone who came is my classmate and friend, so I should be the one treating, I can't take advantage of others." Yao Lingling pinched Li Shumin's face and said fiercely: "Also, next time you must tell me about this kind of thing in advance."

"Alright, alright, I'll listen to you, great designer."

The two played around for a while.

Li Shumin looked at the Qixi gift box she was holding tightly and said with envy: "Senior is really generous, we couldn't even imagine these things before."

Yao Lingling looked down and said nothing.

They were all from ordinary families, and their jobs were also very ordinary.

Even Yao Lingling, who had officially become a clothing designer, only made just over 10,000 a month including commission.

The shock of this gift sent by Tang Song was great.

"Ding-dong—" The phone vibrated.

【Qiuqiu: "Lingling, I'm home."】

Yao Lingling replied with a smile: "Thanks, my dear, when it's cool one day, let's go cycling together, mua~"

Thinking of cycling with Tang Song, her face felt a bit hot.

Then... what exactly was their relationship now?

Ambiguous? More than friends, less than lovers?

What exactly did the few girls Senior Tang Song liked look like?

Thinking of this, Yao Lingling took a deep breath.

She made up her mind to work hard on her butt!

……

Qiaoxi District, Zhuxi Community.

"Ding—" The elevator door slowly opened.

Cheng Qiuqiu put away her phone, took out her key from her bag, and twisted the door lock.

The lights were on in the room, indicating that the senior sister was already home.

Recently, the senior sister's company had gotten on the right track and finally entered a normal work schedule.

After changing into slippers, she put her bag back in the bedroom.

Cheng Qiuqiu sat quietly on the bed.

For some reason, she always thought of Tang Song, especially the scene where he appeared at the door of the room today.

Light and shadow intertwined, nose straight, lips thin, in short, he looked very good no matter how she looked at him.

She just sat there blankly for a while, and by the time Cheng Qiuqiu came back to her senses, more than ten minutes had passed.

Cheng Qiuqiu shook her head and stood up to walk out.

"Knock, knock, knock—" She knocked lightly on the master bedroom door.

"Senior sister."

"Oh, oh, Qiuqiu, you're back, wait a second." Gao Mengting's voice came from the room, accompanied by the sound of tidying things up.

After a while, the door was gently pulled open.

Gao Mengting, wearing a base shirt and shorts, appeared at the door.

Her gaze dodged, and there was an unnatural blush on her face.

Cheng Qiuqiu asked with concern: "Senior sister, are you not feeling well? Why is your face a bit red?"

"It's nothing, I was just a bit emotional reading a book." Gao Mengting bit her lip and said gently: "Come in and sit for a while, we haven't chatted for over a month."

For the past month or so, she had really been busy, and only in the last two days had she finally become free.

Cheng Qiuqiu nodded and walked into the master bedroom.

She wasn't good with words, and her skin was very thin.

Actually, she just came to say hello because she wanted to chat with Gao Mengting.

Sitting on the chair by the desk, Cheng Qiuqiu said: "Senior sister, the express packaging, posters, and the logo design drafts for He Yiyi that I made were sent to your email today, you should have received them, right?"

"They've already been forwarded to our CEO, but he's a bit busy today and hasn't replied yet. I'll confirm with him tomorrow. You did a great job, it should be no problem."

The two chatted about work for a while.

Cheng Qiuqiu gripped her hands gently, just as she wanted to say something, her gaze suddenly fixed on the direction of the bedside table.

An expression of extreme shock appeared on her face.

A white-gold gift box was sitting quietly there, exactly the same as the one she saw in the KTV today.

She pointed at the gift box: "Senior sister... that is..."

Noticing her reaction, Gao Mengting's face flushed, and she said: "It really is very similar to what Su Yu posted on Weibo, it's quite beautiful."

"Where was it bought?"

Gao Mengting's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, and she said softly: "My partner gave it to me."

"Partner?" Cheng Qiuqiu was stunned and asked uncertainly: "That partner, the one who is your CEO, what's his name?"

Although she and Gao Mengting were getting closer, there wasn't much communication between them.

Only occasionally when drinking would they open their hearts and chat freely.

Mostly it was her talking and the senior sister guiding her.

As for her partner, Qiuqiu only knew that the other party's surname was Tang.

The senior sister occasionally used "our Tang Zong" to refer to the other party, which was especially intimate.

She hadn't noticed anything unusual before, but seeing the identical gift box, she instantly had a guess.

"Name... Tang Song, the Tang Song from the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming, and Qing dynasties."

Hearing this name, Cheng Qiuqiu, sitting in the chair, stiffened violently for a moment.

Gao Mengting laughed, hugged her knees and curled up on the sofa, her eyes filled with reverie: "Speaking of which, I haven't told you about our entrepreneurial experience, do you want to hear it?"

She actually also had a desire to confide, especially with her recent rapid progress in her relationship with Tang Song, which made her recall the scenes of the past from time to time.

Today happened to be Qixi Festival, and having received his precious gift, she couldn't help but want to tell her junior sister about it.

Cheng Qiuqiu bit her dry lips: "Senior sister, go ahead."

Gao Mengting smiled and said: "Actually, strictly speaking, you are also a member of our founding team, although you are part-time. Remember the time in April when I contacted you to do the logo?"

"I remember."

"That day was the day our company was officially established. After Tang Song and I discussed it, we decided to find you to help us design the logo wall.

He appreciates you very much, and even wanted to poach you to our Songmei Apparel.

But you also know that when it was just created, our business wasn't stable, so we definitely couldn't poach you..."

Gao Mengting's words continued.

Cheng Qiuqiu sat there quietly, but surging waves rose in her heart.

So the fate between them was even deeper than she imagined.

So he was the excellent "partner" in the senior sister's mouth.

Then he had sent the same gift box to both the senior sister and Lingling.

Looking at the senior sister whose eyes were shining, Cheng Qiuqiu still chose to remain silent and didn't say what she knew.

But for some reason, there was always a slight disappointment and bitterness in her heart.

……

Yanjing Tiancheng.

In the ambiguous master bedroom, strange heat diffused in the air.

Beautiful dresses, broken silk stockings, and exquisite high heels were scattered in pieces on the floor.

On the warm-colored wall lamp by the bed, two black inner layers were also hanging.

Little Xue hugged the beautician tightly, and messy sounds came from her dry, pale lips.

Piercing, full of tragedy.

After a while, Little Xue babbled in English: "You're so amazing I can't hold it anymore. Hurry up and carry me to the bathroom, or it'll be too late."

Following Little Xue's heartfelt praise and begging, a pleasant system prompt sounded in his ear.

【Task Progress: 9/9】

"Ding! Congratulations to the player, the special task 【Warm Man's Qixi Festival】 has been completed."

"You received the reward 【Durability +30】."

"The little umbrella that has been fighting on the front line for a long time felt the sincere praise from the opposite sex and is very satisfied with your warm man performance."

"You received an additional reward 【Durability permanently +10】."

(Durability: 40/40)

The prompt sound gradually dissipated, and Tang Song used his arms to lift Little Xue up from behind.

"Qian Qian, Little Xue wants to go to the bathroom, you rest for a while."

"Mm-hmm, okay brother." Zhao Yaqian moved with difficulty, lay directly on the bed, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and closed her eyes gently.

"Thump, thump, thump—" Heavy footsteps walked toward the bathroom.

Little Xue leaned her head on Tang Song's shoulder, panting hard, her eyes staring straight at the ceiling.

She knew that the beautician was definitely on Tang Song's side.

She arrived at the stadium, was directly mixed-doubled by them, and was stunned.

She was originally holding back and didn't drink water, but ended up being poured a bottle of soda water by Tang Song while dizzy.

Now it was good, she almost couldn't hold it and performed drawing a map on the spot for Qian Qian.

Soon, a high-pitched shout came from the bathroom.

The beautician, who was just about to sleep, was directly scared awake and hid on the bed shivering.

Little Xue is really miserable, she won't bully her anymore in the future.

…

11 o'clock at night.

The bedroom fell into darkness.

Tang Song lay quietly on the bed, opened the system interface, and entered 【Warehouse】.

His attention was focused on a colorful prop.

【Jin Mi Shu's Dream】.

This prop was pieced together from 3 fragments and was an extremely rare prop.

It could allow him, whose charm was less than 70, to come into contact with Jin Mi Shu, who was already at full level.

Although he couldn't perform actions that would affect his own charm rating, he was already very satisfied.

In his memory, during the early stages of entrepreneurship.

In a special state, although he often met Jin Mi Shu in dreams, that didn't feel real to him.

It was as if he was really dreaming, and the two had no physical contact.

Taking a deep breath, he selected 【Jin Mi Shu's Dream】.

A message popped up.

【Role - Jin Mi Shu has entered a sleep state, this prop can be used】

Tang Song's heartbeat began to accelerate uncontrollably. At this moment, coming into contact with her in person for the first time, he couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy.

He felt he might not be able to control himself.

Use immediately.

"Whoosh—" The system interface light halo flowed.

Immediately after, a bizarre, beautiful, and dreamy picture appeared before his eyes, hazy and blurred.

Gradually, Tang Song's thoughts began to drift upward.

Faint, mist-like light wrapped him up.

Before falling asleep, Tang Song's last thought was: "I wonder what dream Jin Mi Shu is having."

…

The faint light gradually dissipated.

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Tang Song appeared in a spacious and bright corridor, with a transparent glass curtain wall on the left and office areas and offices on the right.

He was wearing a simple casual outfit.

Outside the glass curtain wall was the bustling street scene of the city.

Skyscrapers stood in staggered order, shining with brilliant light under the sun.

Looking at the oval-shaped building full of sci-fi colors opposite, Tang Song immediately understood his location.

Smile Holdings Headquarters.

He hadn't been here in his existing memory, just seen specific pictures on the internet.

With a slight thought, 【Couple Outfit - Cloud Smoke Floating Rain】 appeared on his body.

Being in Jin Mi Shu's dream, he seemed to possess superpowers and could influence the environment and individuals to a certain extent.

He walked forward a few steps and vaguely heard a "da-da-da" typing sound, as well as low conversation.

Turning a corner, a relatively open office area appeared before his eyes.

The environment was fashionable and warm, full of unique aesthetic style.

At the workstations, several women of different ages were busy working.

It seemed no one noticed Tang Song, this uninvited guest.

Soon, Tang Song felt something, and his gaze looked to the left.

Outside the glass curtain wall was a separate sky garden, with lush vegetation and flowers.

Tang Song walked through the entrance, entered the garden, and a figure broke into his sight.

A tailored suit jacket, a navy blue pencil skirt, and straight-leg suit pants.

Outlining her straight and graceful body curves.

Smooth brown long hair tied behind her head, revealing a smooth and full forehead.

A few stray hairs hung on both sides of her cheeks, adding a soft aura to her like light smoke.

Jin Mi Shu sat elegantly on the sofa with her legs together and slightly slanted.

A cup of coffee was placed on the small coffee table beside her, with a faint lipstick mark remaining on the rim.

Blue sky and white clouds, skyscrapers, flowers, plants, and greenery...

Soft natural light shone on her, as if every inch of her skin was exuding the light of confidence and vitality.

Her makeup was elegant, and she was peerlessly beautiful.

Every move she made was full of indescribable beauty.

"Thump—thump—"

The sound of a violent heartbeat lingered in his ears.

A faint blush appeared on Tang Song's face, and his emotions gradually boiled over.

Although he had seen her in his memory, that wasn't the complete her.

Jin Mi Shu now was a perfect character who had grown up under the system's cultivation.

Of course, in his cognition, this was a paper-cut wife he had cultivated bit by bit in his game.

Now that she had descended into reality, the inner impulse was about to swallow him up.

However, he still tried hard to maintain calmness, telling himself.

Persona! Persona! Persona!

This was his first time contacting her as his real self, he must control himself.

"Step, step, step—" Footsteps rippled in the garden.

Jin Mi Shu, who was flipping through documents, looked up.

Her eyes were like deep pools, dark and bright, flashing with the light of wisdom and agility.

Tang Song's face was calm, and he strode to her.

Their eyes met.

Jin Mi Shu didn't have any abnormality, just stayed on his clothing for a moment.

She pointed to the coffee cup on the coffee table and said lightly: "Little Tang, go pour me a cup of coffee."

Tang Song instantly broke his defense, and a surprised expression appeared on his face.

Immediately after, he reacted.

Jin Mi Shu didn't know whether she was dreaming blindly now, or if someone had entered her dream through the dream interface.

The two probably hadn't communicated through dreams in the last few years, causing her to still be in a hazy subconscious state.

That is to say, Jin Mi Shu was fantasizing.

As for the title "Little Tang," it was also very normal; when they first met, Jin Mi Shu had already graduated from college, and Tang Song had just turned 18.

Seeing him standing there blankly without moving.

Jin Mi Shu put down the documents in her hand, stood up, and looked at him: "Why? Have you slept with too many women and exhausted your energy?"

With her standing up.

Her golden-ratio figure was perfectly presented before Tang Song.

Her chest was full and straight, the round arc full of vitality, complementing her overall figure.

The perfect waistline outlined a charming arc, like an elegant parabola.

Her neck was slender and smooth, her shoulder lines were smooth and flat, and her hips were full and firm.

Tang Song's eyes twitched; it seemed Jin Mi Shu had quite a few opinions about his actions.

She couldn't let go even in her dreams.

This was probably the main reason why she was so presumptuous.

However, it had to be said that Jin Mi Shu in this state was truly too charming.

Like a noble, elegant, and graceful goddess.

Tang Song pursed his lips and decided to indulge her once.

He picked up the coffee cup and drank the remaining coffee in one gulp, aiming at the position with her lipstick mark.

He turned around and walked out of the sky garden.

Soon he walked back with a cup of steaming hot coffee and placed it gently in front of her.

Noticing his burning gaze, Jin Mi Shu curled her lips and reached out to pinch his chin gently.

The warm, delicate touch seemed to carry tiny electric currents.

Immediately after, her hand moved downward, brushed over his body, and stopped at his heart.

Feeling his rapid heartbeat, a bright smile appeared on Jin Mi Shu's face.

"Come here, give me a shoulder massage."

Tang Song licked his lips and nodded: "Okay Jin Mi Shu, but I think you should change your clothes."

He wanted to verify whether the effect of the couple outfit could take effect in the dream.

"Heh." Jin Mi Shu smiled with satisfaction, and her soft face lifted slightly.

In a blink of an eye, the professional outfit on her body turned into 【Couple Outfit - Cloud Smoke Floating Rain】.

The slightly fluttering skirt hem seemed to dye the surrounding air with a romantic atmosphere.

Like a breeze in spring, it gently plucked Tang Song's heartstrings.

"Creak—" Her cloud-like and mist-like body leaned on the sofa, Jin Mi Shu narrowed her eyes, signaling him to come over.

Tang Song paced behind her, looking at her fair and beautiful neck and high chest, his heartbeat accelerated again.

He slowly reached out and placed it on her shoulders, and the two bodies trembled at the same time, as if they felt each other's emotional changes.

【Effect - Cloud Smoke Floating Rain takes effect】

Tang Song's hands gently embedded into her tense muscles, starting from the top of her shoulders, along the slightly bulging trapezius muscle, and slowly stroked her neck.

He felt her skin texture truly, not at all like being in a dream.

Every time he pressed, he could feel Jin Mi Shu's body trembling slightly.

Her slanted legs gradually sat straight, and her chest rose and fell with her breathing, causing light ripples, as if rain had fallen on the lake.

After a while, Jin Mi Shu opened her eyes, straightened her legs, and said with interest: "Little Tang, help me massage my legs."

Hearing her words, Tang Song's breathing instantly quickened: "Okay Jin Mi Shu."

After speaking, he sat directly beside her.

Jin Mi Shu looked at the expression on his face, slowly lifted her feet, and placed them on his lap.

Then she pulled her skirt up again, exposing a pair of legs.

The slender legs were like two exquisite jade pillars, straight and full of power.

The lines of her legs were smooth and natural, without a trace of fat, from the round thighs to the slender calves, the transition was just right.

Like a stream flowing down from the mountains, soft and beautiful.

Like a masterpiece of nature's craftsmanship.

Tang Song's hand fell lightly, the touch was warm and delicate, even smoother than Sorry Xiao Jing's chest.

Under the blessing of the couple outfit effect, this feeling was particularly intense.

Tang Song couldn't help but use a little force, feeling it seriously.

"Hmph—" A melodious low moan came from Jin Mi Shu's mouth, and mist rose in her fresh and spirited eyes.

"Da-da-da—" Footsteps approached slowly.

Two female assistants paced over and placed the printed documents in front of her: "Director Jin, this is the summary information you want."

"Shangguan, tell me briefly."

One of the assistants immediately began to introduce in a low voice, as if she didn't see Tang Song sitting there.

Looking at the two assistants in front, then looking at Jin Mi Shu who was "indulging in daylight,"

Tang Song felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Jin Mi Shu crossed her legs, leaned lazily on the sofa, and tapped Tang Song with her calf: "Continue, don't stop."

As she spoke, she pulled her skirt up again.

From Tang Song's angle, he could even see a small piece of snow-white butt peak she exposed, beautiful and magnificent.

Tang Song gripped her thigh, feeling Jin Mi Shu's body with excitement.

As for the persona? It had long been thrown behind his head by him.

Seven or eight minutes later.

The two assistants turned and left.

Jin Mi Shu's eyes shifted, and she put her legs down from him.

She stood up elegantly and smiled: "Tang Zong, what brings you to see me?"

Tang Song's heart jumped, realizing that the other party might have realized he was him very early on.

Their eyes met.

Looking at these fresh and spirited eyes, Tang Song stood up too: "Happy Qixi Festival."

"Whoosh—" Jin Mi Shu's full chest heaved, she paced forward lightly, and stood close to Tang Song.

The intimate contact of their bodies triggered the effect of the outfit, allowing her to vaguely feel his emotional changes.

Jin Mi Shu lifted her head slightly, seriously looking at his face, and smiled gently: "Thank you for the Qixi gift, Tang Zong, I like it very much."

Looking at Jin Mi Shu close at hand, Tang Song took a deep breath, reached out to wrap around her agile and flexible waist: "I love you, Jin Mi Shu."

After saying this, while she was stunned, Tang Song gripped her shoulders and kissed her directly.

The touch of their lips was so real and profound.

Tang Song used a little force, directly pressing Jin Mi Shu against the glass curtain wall.

His slender and powerful fingers gently stroked Jin Mi Shu's cheek, his movements as gentle as if he were touching a rare treasure.

Everything around them became blurred.

Tang Song's kiss was sometimes gentle and lingering, sometimes hot and passionate.

He seriously savored the beauty of his paper-cut wife.

Jin Mi Shu was like a leaf in the wind, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Her hands slowly moved upward, tightly clutching his shirt, feeling his heartbeat.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 403 =====