Chapter 416

"BGM: I'm fine, it's just that occasionally regrets fall from my eyes, I'm fine, no matter how desperately I try to forget, I still can't..."

Long fingers gently plucked the guitar strings, the melody flowing like a stream.

Sad and gentle emotions, through his voice and the vibration of the strings, plucked at the heartstrings.

His profile looked exceptionally three-dimensional under the light, his brows lowered, his expression focused, as if the whole world was immersed in his music.

Yao Lingling, sitting beside Tang Song, gradually became infatuated.

Her liking for Tang Song didn't happen overnight.

At first, seeing that post on Xiaohongshu, it was with the idea of raising a digital pet.

The subsequent "bowl cut" incident was what truly brought the two together.

Because of guilt and fun, she dragged Zhang Jiahong and Li Shumin to participate in this grand cultivation game.

Then she witnessed with her own eyes his transformation from a slightly chubby otaku into a resounding, spirited young man.

His powerful execution and perseverance brought her deep shock.

And then there was the "meeting in reality" at the beef noodle shop.

But to say she truly fell for him, it was actually seeing his exquisite sketches, genius fashion design drafts, and that OPPO Find X6 Pro she still treasured.

Yao Lingling took a deep breath, looking at him with eyes like water, her face red and hot.

The evening breeze blew, and the casual shirt on him and his dark, messy hair swayed slightly.

His whole body exuded a thick literary atmosphere.

Such a versatile little brother, talented, low-key, introverted, gentle, and handsome.

It's no wonder her friendship turned into something else, and she felt inexplicable heartbeats.

The guitar sound gradually stopped.

The living room was quiet for a moment, followed by "clap-clap-clap" applause.

Zhang Jiahong and Li Shumin's faces flushed, shouting excitedly.

Qiuqiu put down the things in her hands somewhat awkwardly, her lips slightly parted, just clapping her hands along.

"Senior is too amazing!" Yao Lingling blinked her sparkling eyes, saying somewhat shyly: "Guitar is super great, singing is super good, and you're super handsome too."

"Senior, I feel like you could debut right now!"

"Invincible! Felt the double blow of Senior's looks and talent!"

Tang Song put the guitar aside, "Low-key, low-key."

Yao Lingling stood up and hurried to Qiuqiu's side, hugging her affectionately, "Welcome, Qiuqiu, to our home. You, you came all this way and still brought things, isn't that too polite?"

"No..." Qiuqiu just wanted to say something.

Yao Lingling picked up the fruit on the floor, smiling: "Wow, mangosteen, autumn pears, golden kiwis, all fruits we like to eat, and they haven't been cut into a platter yet. We won't be polite with you, Minmin, go cut a platter."

"Coming, coming." Li Shumin ran over to take the fruit, "Thanks, Qiuqiu, hehe."

Being teased by them, Cheng Qiuqiu, who was originally a bit awkward and nervous, quickly relaxed, "You're welcome, it's only right."

"Good evening, Qiuqiu." Tang Song smiled and stood up.

Their eyes met, and Cheng Qiuqiu unnaturally looked away, "Good evening, Tang Song. Sorry I'm late, the traffic was heavy."

Originally, she had arrived at the Xingchen Huayuan residential area ten minutes ago, but she realized she forgot to buy fruit and rushed to the fruit shop next to the residential area, so she was late going back and forth.

"It's okay, sit down." Yao Lingling pulled Cheng Qiuqiu's arm to the dining table, excitedly: "Now that we're all here, let's start!"

After saying that, she greeted everyone to take their seats.

Soon, Li Shumin, who had finished cutting the fruit platter, also came over.

The induction cooker was turned on, the steaming hotpot, the red soup rolling, emitting a rich aroma.

Tender green vegetables, fresh meat slices, crystal-clear shrimp paste...

All fell into the soup one after another.

"Come, come, cheers!"

"Qiuqiu, you rode your bike here, right? Then drink a beverage, what do you want?"

"Anything is fine."

"Then pineapple beer, it goes better with our beer."

"Mm, thanks."

"Click—" Yao Lingling casually pulled the tab and handed it to Cheng Qiuqiu, "Eat more meat, there are several more boxes in the fridge, enough for everyone!"

The aluminum can just taken from the fridge, touching the steaming hot steam, instantly condensed into fine water droplets.

The cold breath formed a sharp contrast with the heat of the hotpot.

"Cheers!" "Cheers!"

Cheng Qiuqiu gripped the pineapple beer, feeling the lively atmosphere around her, looking at Yao Lingling and Tang Song beside her.

She whispered: "Cheers."

In an instant, an indescribable tranquility and satisfaction dispelled the entanglement and darkness in her heart.

The cooked ingredients were coated with slightly spicy sesame sauce, and the wonderful taste exploded in her mouth.

The heat of the hotpot stained everyone's cheeks with a faint blush, and laughter and conversation rose and fell.

They chatted about music, design, clothing, recent gossip news...

I don't know when, the guitar sound floated in the living room again, accompanied by Cheng Qiuqiu's slightly cold voice.

The night outside the window was deep, while inside the house, it was warm and comfortable.

After eating and drinking to their fill.

Zhang Jiahong nudged Yao Lingling, signaling toward the bedroom with her eyes.

Yao Lingling, who had drunk quite a bit of beer, was clearly much bolder, directly patting Tang Song's shoulder, smiling: "Senior, come with me for a second, I have a small gift for you."

"Hm?" Tang Song looked at her suspiciously and stood up, "What is it?"

"Hehe, you'll know in a second." Yao Lingling grabbed Tang Song's arm and led him toward her bedroom.

Watching the two leave, Cheng Qiuqiu was also very curious, but she didn't say anything, just silently continued drinking the pineapple beer in her hand.

Pushing open the bedroom door, soft light spilled into the room.

Yao Lingling had clearly tidied it up seriously; it was clean, tidy, private, and warm.

"Wait for me." Yao Lingling said, hurried to the closet, and took out a dark gray high-end dust bag.

The bag's handle was made of leather in the same color, soft and sturdy, and the bag opening was tied with a dark blue silk ribbon with Tang Song's name embroidered on it.

Yao Lingling beamed and placed it on the bed, "There, that's it!"

"This is... a suit?" Through some details, Tang Song quickly deduced what was inside.

"Mm-hmm." Yao Lingling bit her lip gently and said seriously: "Thank you, Senior, for your care all this time. Because of your design drafts, I've made a lot of money, and I've always wanted to give you a gift. This suit was designed and made by me based on the body data you gave me recently, see if you like it."

Opening the dust bag, the full view of the suit was presented before his eyes.

Dark blue, pure wool worsted fabric, the texture was fine and elastic, the surface glowing with a faint luster.

As Tang Song, who owned many high-end formal suits, he could naturally judge the price of the fabric.

Looking at the little junior beside him, Tang Song whispered: "Thanks, Lingling."

Making a formal suit by hand was not a simple task; Yao Lingling must have prepared for a long time.

"Don't say that, I should be the one thanking you." Yao Lingling hung her hands in front of her, looking forward to it: "Senior, try it on, if anything is uncomfortable, I can continue to adjust it."

"Mm, okay." Tang Song nodded and directly started unbuckling his belt.

Yao Lingling let out an "Ah," her face instantly turning beet red, "That... do you need me to go out for a second?"

"As you wish, staying to help me put it on is fine too." Tang Song winked at her.

"This... this..." Yao Lingling couldn't resist this temptation, "Ahem, as a professional fashion designer, it's actually nothing, I've seen plenty of models, it just happens to let me carefully check your measurements."

Tang Song smiled and directly took off his casual pants.

Yao Lingling's throat rolled, her eyes staring straight at his exposed legs.

The thigh muscles bulged, almost without any trace of fat.

From the calf to the Achilles tendon, there was a soft muscle curve, symmetrical and beautiful.

It could be said that these were legs that would make a woman drool just by looking at them!

The proportions and lines were better than any models she had seen before.

Immediately, her gaze couldn't help but move upward, looking at his underwear, and her face instantly turned hot.

After putting on the suit, Tang Song felt it carefully; the size was basically a good fit.

The fabric was soft and smooth, yet crisp and stylish.

The tailoring was extremely exquisite, the shoulder lines were natural and smooth, the waist was slightly tucked, outlining the body lines.

It was suitable for formal occasions without appearing too restrained.

The breathability was excellent, and the details showed great care.

"How is it?" Tang Song stood elegantly in front of Yao Lingling, swaying his body left and right.

Yao Lingling stepped toward him, touched the detailed parts, her eyes sparkling: "The shoulders seem a bit tight, it should be because Senior's figure has gotten even better recently, I'll adjust it for you this weekend. I left the pant length longer on purpose, but now it looks just about right."

"Mm, thank you for your hard work." Tang Song nodded.

His body proportions had indeed undergone slight changes after the system item adjustment, so this kind of custom-made suit would have errors.

It was mainly reflected in the shoulder width and leg length.

Yao Lingling pinched his cuffs, looked at Tang Song in front of her, and praised him sincerely: "I have to say, Senior looks really handsome in a formal suit!"

After all, it was clothes she made with her own hands, paired with Senior's figure and looks, it was just too much for her aesthetic!

It made her drool.

"It just happens that the weather is getting cold, I'll wear it often in the future."

"As long as Senior likes it."

Looking at the pure, shy little junior with a flushed face, Tang Song's gaze lingered for a moment on her plump buttocks in gym leggings, and his heart skipped a beat.

He paced to her front, opened his arms, and hugged her gently.

Feeling Tang Song's warm embrace and the scent of hotpot base, Yao Lingling's heartbeat instantly soared to 160.

An ambiguous atmosphere rushed to her brain.

Because she had drunk quite a bit of alcohol, she was very bold now, even putting her hands on Tang Song, secretly feeling his smooth muscle lines.

After being quiet for a while, Tang Song's hand moved downward without a trace, placing it on the little junior's waist and hips.

It was bouncy and soft, like pressing on a sponge full of elasticity, the muscles and fat under the skin giving the palm plenty of rebound force.

The feel was perfect, and Tang Song couldn't help but apply some force.

"Hey!" Yao Lingling let out a low cry, her body trembling violently, her eyes widening, "Se... Senior..."

"Uh, your gym leggings are quite slippery, sorry." Tang Song laughed awkwardly.

"That... actually... I didn't mean that, just... that's fine..." Yao Lingling stammered, not knowing what she was saying.

Looking at the little junior who was somewhat crashing, Tang Song chuckled and lowered his head to kiss her on the face, "Anyway, thanks for Lingling's gift, it was thoughtful."

Yao Lingling touched her face, feeling dizzy, as if she were drunk.

"You're... you're welcome."

Tang Song let go of the little junior, took off the suit, and changed back into his original clothes.

"Senior, don't worry about it, I'll put it away." Yao Lingling hurriedly went over, folded the suit carefully, put it into the dust bag with care, and whispered with a red face: "Senior, if you're not in a rush to go home tonight, how about the five of us play games for a while?"

"Okay, I haven't played in a long time, let's go for a five-man rank!" Returning to the living room, feeling the teasing gazes of the two roommates, Yao Lingling glared back fiercely.

Soon, the five of them gathered together.

Joyful shouts rang out in the living room.

"Quick, quick, quick! Top lane requests support! Zilong, come save me!"

"Ah! Minmin, are you saving your heal for when you have kids? Why don't you know how to press it!"

"It's just that I was startled by Arthur and Dian Wei in the bush, they gave me a full combo as soon as they came up, scared me to death! Qiuqiu, hurry up, kill them!"

"I... I don't have my ultimate."

Beicheng Garden residential area.

"Click—" The door was gently pulled open.

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Shen Yu-yan walked in, dragging her exhausted body.

Changing into slippers and walking into the living room, she lazily shouted toward the bedroom: "Qingqing."

There was no response.

Shen Yu-yan took a bottle of juice from the fridge, drank half of it "gulp-gulp," and let out a long breath.

Because of Hou Shaoyuan selling his shares, several managers from their company had dinner together tonight.

As an investor who was there from the beginning, Hou Shaoyuan's departure was a big blow to the company's morale.

For the stable development of the company, Shen Yu-yan had to give them some psychological construction and, by the way, give them a pep talk.

Arriving at the door of the second bedroom.

Listening to the explosive BGM inside, Shen Yu-yan shook her head with a chuckle and pushed the door open.

Immediately after, the corner of her eye twitched.

Xu Qing, wearing a wig and cosplaying Asuka from EVA, was "posing" in front of the vanity mirror on the bed.

It was clear that Miss Xu Qing was lacking confidence and was practicing in advance for tomorrow's "photoshoot."

This was an extremely rare situation.

Seeing her best friend walk in suddenly, Xu Qing shouted in a very chuunibyou way: "You aren't pitying me, are you? Don't compare me to you."

"Stop playing, I'm not in the mood to mess around with you." Shen Yu-yan went up and took off her wig, gently pinching her face, "Qingqing, you have to work hard, maybe I'll have to rely on you to support me in the future."

After saying that, Shen Yu-yan hugged her best friend and lay on the bed.

The successive blows at work had made her gradually lose confidence.

Yet she still had to appear confident and spirited in front of her colleagues, and now she was in a state of exhaustion and depression.

Xu Qing pursed her lips, hugged her best friend tightly, and kissed her on the face, "Don't be afraid, don't we still have 2% of Fanfu Suzi's shares? When the company goes public in the future, we best friends will be financially free! Drive the same sports car, buy a villa by the sea, and have young models at the club every day..."

Xu Qing babbled on, drawing a big pie, making Shen Yu-yan laugh "haha."

The two best friends hugged each other and were intimate on the bed for a while.

Shen Yu-yan suddenly leaned into Xu Qing's ear and whispered: "Qingqing is going to stay in a hotel with a boy for the first time tomorrow, I'll give you a very important small gift, it can ensure everything goes well for you tomorrow, you must keep it safe."

"What gift? So awesome?! Let me see it quickly!" Xu Qing was full of surprise.

Shen Yu-yan giggled, took a square little box out of her pants pocket, and stuffed it into Xu Qing's hand, "You must keep it safe."

Xu Qing widened her dark, glossy eyes, looking curiously at the box in her hand.

【Du Leisi Bold Love 10-pack】

Xu Qing: (w)!

"Du... Du Leisi?"

Shen Yu-yan leaned into her ear, smiling: "Mm, taking medicine isn't very good for your body."

"Ah!" Xu Qing exclaimed, throwing the Du Leisi in her hand away, shouting with a burning face: "You Scheming Yan, I... I don't need this at all, I said it was just for a cosplay photoshoot!"

Shen Yu-yan smiled noncommittally, "Actually, I haven't seen the real thing either, want to open a pack and see, learn how to wear it first, maybe Tang Song will even let you help him later."

"I! I!" Xu Qing buried her head directly into the quilt, "No!"

Damn Little Song Zi, he wouldn't really force her to help him wear it, would he?

With her hand or other parts?

Then press her onto the bed and carry out inhuman violent output.

My god!

Xu Qing: ∑（〇o〇）

Xingchen Huayuan residential area.

"Time flies so fast." Yao Lingling said reluctantly: "Be careful on the road, remember to tell me when you get home."

"Bye-bye." "Bye-bye." "Qiuqiu, ride slowly on the road."

Arriving at the entryway, seeing the helmet hanging on the shelf, Tang Song paused.

Looking at Cheng Qiuqiu, he said: "Just ate hotpot and had some alcohol, feeling a bit stuffy, can you give me a ride to blow off some steam?"

Today was a very cloudy day, and the weather was very cool.

There were no cars on the road at this time, very suitable for riding.

"Uh..." Qiuqiu was stunned, an unnatural expression appearing on her face, her red lips slightly parted, "Okay."

"OK." Tang Song winked with a smile, turned around and said: "Lingling, borrow a helmet to wear."

"Alright." Yao Lingling hurriedly took off a black half-helmet and handed it over, "Qiuqiu, Senior, be safe on the road, try to ride slowly, when you have time, the three of us will ride together, I know a particularly beautiful route."

"Mm, okay." Tang Song took the helmet and tried it on; because it was a universal half-helmet, the size was okay.

Cheng Qiuqiu stood blankly to the side, a faint blush appearing on her face, but it wasn't very obvious.

The two went downstairs and paced to the side of the Suzuki GSX250R.

Looking at this familiar motorcycle, Tang Song couldn't help but show a faint smile, sighing: "The first time we met, you were riding this bike, I thought you looked especially beautiful, cool and dashing."

Hearing Tang Song's praise, Cheng Qiuqiu's heart skipped a beat, and a blush appeared on her face again.

Biting her lip, she hurriedly put on her helmet and hopped onto the bike with agile movements.

Her voice was low: "Okay, get on."

"Mm." Tang Song nodded gently, his gaze unable to help but look at Qiuqiu riding the motorcycle.

Wearing dark tight jeans, a black base layer, plus a black helmet, black shoes, and a black backpack, it formed a huge contrast with the glacier white motorcycle beneath her.

Under the light, her slightly leaning body revealed an excellent waist-to-hip ratio.

Have to say, Qiuqiu riding a motorcycle was really handsome.

Tang Song flipped over and sat directly on the back seat of the motorcycle, leaning forward, his hands wrapping around the sides of Qiuqiu's waist and resting on the fuel tank cap.

Cheng Qiuqiu, sitting in front of him, trembled slightly and subconsciously moved forward.

"Sit tight."

The engine let out a low roar.

The white Suzuki GSX250 slowly drove out of the Xingchen Huayuan residential area.

The night flowed silently.

The wind whistled past his ears, and the scenery on both sides of the street flew backward rapidly.

There were very few cars around, only the roar of the engine in his ears.

At this very moment, Cheng Qiuqiu, carrying Tang Song, threw away all the negative emotions in her mind and let the evening breeze wrap around her.

Her long hair drifted out from behind the helmet, dancing with the wind, falling onto his face, tickling him.

A fresh fragrance wafted over, Tang Song looked at the female rider in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Feeling the chill of early autumn, he felt incomparably refreshed.

The bike drove steadily for a long time, then suddenly stopped on the side of the road.

Tang Song tilted his head slightly and asked: "What's wrong, QQ?"

Cheng Qiuqiu gripped the handlebars tightly and said somewhat shamefully: "That... that... where do you live?"

Although she looked calm and cold along the way, her heart was very restless, and she didn't even think, subconsciously driving in the direction of where she lived.

Hearing her words, Tang Song chuckled, "I live in the Yanjing Tiancheng residential area, right in the city center, actually this direction isn't wrong."

"Oh, that's good." Cheng Qiuqiu nodded and restarted the bike.

A few minutes later.

The motorcycle slowly stopped outside the south gate of Yanjing Tiancheng.

"Bye-bye, be careful on the road."

"Bye-bye~" Cheng Qiuqiu lowered her head slightly, waved at him, and just as she was about to leave, she added, "Your guitar playing is really good."

Soon, the female rider in black and the white Suzuki disappeared into the night.

Returning to the large open-plan apartment.

Tang Song leaned lazily on the sofa, enjoying the city night view outside the window for a while.

Then he took out his phone and checked it; there were already a few unread messages.

【Xu Qing: "That, I'm going to the mall tomorrow to buy a few good cosplay outfits, what character do you think I'm suitable for cosplaying tomorrow?"】

【Xu Qing: "Also, remember to book a room in advance, tomorrow is the weekend, I'm afraid there will be too many people."】

Seeing Xu Qing's message, Tang Song raised his eyebrows in surprise, always feeling that she had been overly proactive these past few days.

Previously taking the initiative to invite him to take private photos, now taking the initiative to buy cosplay outfits he liked.

This was very abnormal; she must have something to ask of him.

Smiling, Tang Song casually sent a few characters he liked.

Seeing that Xu Qing didn't reply for a long time, his eyes flickered.

Suddenly remembering, this girl Xu Qing still owed him several chapters of doujinshi, don't know if she finished writing them.

Tomorrow, if there's a chance, he could read them with her, it would definitely be super fun!

Thinking of this, Tang Song couldn't help but laugh "haha" directly.

Opening QQ, he logged back into his alt account.

As soon as he went online, messages popped up one after another; besides system messages, they were basically from the "Qingqing Can't Get Enough Fan Group."

Scanning through, Tang Song's gaze paused, looking curiously at an unread message.

Zhang Yan?

Tang Song clicked the chat box, and a somewhat long message appeared on the screen, sent by her 7 days ago.

Unread QQ messages can be kept on the server for about 7 days; if it were any later, this message probably wouldn't be visible.

【Zhang Yan: "So annoying, worked overtime until very late today.

The company took on a new project, and the boss suddenly asked us to organize a pile of materials, and as a result, I got busy until now.

The subway is almost out of service, I can only take a taxi back with my colleagues.

The night in Yangcheng is quite lively, the road is full of traffic and neon lights, it's really beautiful.

It's been a while since I sent you a message, a lot of things happened around me recently, some friends left, and I have new friends too.

It's worth mentioning that I finally moved, getting rid of that landlord who had some mental illness.

I moved to an old residential area, the lights in the hallway are always broken, every time I go home at night, I have to go upstairs in the dark.

Yesterday when I was going upstairs, I almost fell, luckily I grabbed the stairs, just scraped my hand.

Suddenly felt I was so stupid, but couldn't help but laugh."】

(End of chapter)