Chapter 620: Controlling Annie, [Nectar Spring Pot]

Hearing Tang Song's joke, the deliberately cold expression on Lin Empress Mu Xue's face finally couldn't hold up.

She laughed out loud, her sexy body swaying from side to side.

Looking at the fake socialite whose temperament was completely different from the beautician, Tang Song's breathing quickened.

He held the beautician's wine-glass legs and beckoned over there.

His voice was low and magnetic: "Seeing Xiao Xue, come here."

Lin Empress Mu Xue bit her lip, looking at the two who were intimately intertwined, not only did she not step forward, but she chuckled and deliberately took two steps back.

"You guys continue, I'm hungry, I'll go eat something to pad my stomach first."

She pointed to the dining room, where the decanted red wine and a dazzling array of exquisite delicacies were already laid out on the dining table.

After all, this wasn't the company, and as his girlfriend, being willful occasionally might make her boyfriend care about her more.

After saying this, she also blinked provocatively at Tang Song.

Moving her long, straight, black-silk-clad legs, she stepped with an elegant model walk, trying to bypass the two.

However, just after she had walked a few steps.

Tang Song directly held Zhao Yaqian, who was already weak-legged in his arms, and chased after her with big strides.

His sturdy muscle lines tightened slightly, showing amazing core strength.

"Ah!" Lin Empress Mu Xue let out a cry, and before she could react, her body instantly lifted into the air.

She was grabbed by Tang Song, hugged directly around the waist, and bumped into the beautician in his arms.

In the air, two completely different scents instantly blended and erupted, rushing into his nostrils.

Refreshing.

Feeling the completely different yet equally moving touch, Tang Song only felt the blood in his whole body accelerating and boiling.

"Are you in such a hurry to eat? Do you want me to feed you a little first? It just so happens your hairstyle is very suitable." Tang Song leaned forward, bit her exquisite earlobe, and looked at her high ponytail.

Lin Empress Mu Xue's body shuddered violently, and her beautiful legs wrapped in black silk subconsciously squeezed together tightly.

The beautician beside her covered her mouth and chuckled, taking the opportunity to complain: "Seeing Xiao Xue has indeed been greedy recently, her weight has even gone up a bit. Brother Song,

you should teach her a good lesson."

"You're talking nonsense!" Lin Empress Mu Xue patted the beautician's buttocks in shame and anger.

The beautician immediately patted back without showing weakness.

The two of them started fighting in Tang Song's arms.

Flowers shaking, spring scenery swirling.

Tang Song raised his eyebrows and also joined the battle, "upholding justice" on their perky buttocks with both hands.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

Two charming cries sounded at the same time.

Immediately after, they stopped their infighting, tacitly turned their guns, and began to resist Tang Song, this great demon king, together.

The three people instantly became entangled.

More than ten minutes later.

Lin Empress Mu Xue and Zhao Yaqian tidied up their messy hair and clothes and sat down at the dining table with Tang Song.

The dinner was customized from Lan Yue Chinese Restaurant, and the dishes were exquisite and rich.

Candlelight flickered, and the atmosphere was warm.

The three of them clinked glasses, Lin Empress Mu Xue took a symbolic sip and didn't drink much.

She then took out her phone and took a photo of Tang Song opposite her.

Finding Shen Yu Yan's WeChat, she shared it.

She left a message: "(."_o.)" You've worked hard today, Shirley, I'll help President Tang relax well tonight."

After sending the message, Lin Empress Mu Xue couldn't help but chuckle triumphantly, enjoying the food contentedly.

After being beaten by Qin Yingxue, she was now indeed learning and working very earnestly, and even her social life had decreased, which was also the reason she was getting fat.

However, "teasing" and "suppressing" Shen Yu Yan had become the game she was most tireless about outside of work.

The three of them ate for a while, and the atmosphere gradually became swirling and ambiguous under the catalysis of alcohol and food.

"Click—" a soft sound.

A can of chilled white peach juice was gently placed beside her hand.

Tang Song said with a smile: "Seeing Xiao Xue, you don't seem to like drinking much tonight, so drink more juice to replenish some water."

The expression on Lin Empress Mu Xue's face froze, her face flushed red: "No need, I'm not thirsty."

Because of her age and persona, she always had some image baggage in front of Zhao Yaqian.

Even now, she was trying hard to maintain decency, not daring to let the other party know about her shameful habit.

"Really?"

"Mm." Lin Empress Mu Xue tried hard to maintain elegance.

Tang Song looked at Seeing Xiao Xue meaningfully, turned his head to the beautician, and said: "Qian Qian, let's play a game after dinner. Let's team up and PK with Seeing Xiao Xue, how about it?"

Zhao Yaqian, who was eating beef in big mouthfuls, was stunned, looked at Seeing Xiao Xue, and said playfully: "Alright, I'll listen to Brother Song!"

Listening to the two chatting.

Lin Empress Mu Xue's heart beat violently, her eyelids twitching wildly.

Are you kidding?! You two against me?!

She immediately retorted, her voice even bringing urgency: "Tang Song, you're so powerful, of course, it should be me and Qian Qian teaming up! That's fair!"

"Oh?" Tang Song raised his eyebrows and didn't speak, just letting his gaze fall on that can of juice.

"That—I seem to be a little thirsty." Lin Empress Mu Xue took a deep breath, hurriedly picked up the juice, and started drinking "glug, glug."

Zhao Yaqian on the side looked at this scene strangely.

Her intuition told her that there seemed to be some little secret between these two.

The heavy curtains in the living room were quietly drawn, isolating the brilliant night scene outside the window.

After eating, they washed up simply and huddled together on the large sofa in the living room.

Turning on the game console, they started playing a PK game.

Tang Song didn't participate immediately, but enthusiastically appreciated the infighting between the beautician and the fake socialite, these two best friends.

They sat on his lap, holding game controllers, fighting fiercely.

The 19-year-old beautician, young and energetic, suppressed the fake socialite to death.

If it weren't for Tang Song helping out from time to time, Seeing Xiao Xue would have probably surrendered completely.

The night grew deeper.

Tang Song, whose interest was piqued, also picked up a game controller and participated.

In the small sofa, the atmosphere instantly became hot.

The sound of controller buttons, suppressed cries, and giggles that couldn't be distinguished whose they were intertwined.

Indoors, where heating had started, the temperature was already pleasant.

At this moment, under the blending of the three people's body temperatures, it became steaming hot.

The faces of the beautician and the fake socialite became redder and redder.

"That—you two continue playing," Lin Empress Mu Xue suddenly stopped her movements, her voice carrying suppressed trembling, "I—I'm going to the bathroom—"

"Just right, I want to go too. I'll accompany you."

After Tang Song finished speaking, he pulled her and walked toward the bathroom.

The beautician left on the side, watching the backs of the two disappearing around the hallway corner, a trace of curiosity and strangeness flashing in her eyes.

Recalling when they played games together before, Seeing Xiao Xue seemed to run to the bathroom often.

She gently put down the game controller and followed barefoot.

Creeping to the half-open bathroom door, she looked inside through the crack.

Her eyes widened more and more, her pupils filled with incredulity.

The air gradually quieted down, and a lazy atmosphere permeated the room.

The beautician and the fake socialite, who were tired from playing, lay limply on the large bed in the master bedroom.

Tang Song helped them cover themselves with a thin silk quilt.

Returning to the living room, he checked the time.

It was just nine-thirty.

Tang Song poured a glass of whiskey, added two ice cubes, and sat alone on the single sofa in the living room.

Appreciating the brilliant night view outside the window, reminiscing about the 3-person basketball game just now.

"Ding-a-ling—"

The phone rang suddenly, breaking the quiet night.

【Annie】

Tang Song shook the amber liquid in his glass and answered the phone unhurriedly.

"Hello, Annie."

"Well, well," on the other end of the line came Annie's voice with a magnetic grainy feel, "I heard—your three-person party just ended? Did you have fun, my dear Song?"

"You're very well-informed."

"Of course." Annie's voice was full of undisguised pleasure. "I left a surprise for you, now, go to the drawer of Luna's entrance cabinet and take a look!"

She paused deliberately, her tone becoming increasingly provocative. "I'm waiting for you in Room 3001 upstairs, but do you still have the strength to come up?

Honey."

"Oh?" Tang Song raised his eyebrows strangely. "You live in Lanfeng International Apartment?"

"Surprise, surprise."

"Indeed." Tang Song leaned on the sofa, sipped his whiskey, his tone becoming casual. "However, why should I listen to you?"

"Hehe, because Ms. Annie has always been at the top of the list for men." Her voice lowered, carrying a deadly temptation. "And, darling, if you don't come, maybe I'll find some more interesting fun to pass this long night. I heard that you Huaxia men seem to—care very much about 'loyalty', isn't that right?"

Hearing her words, Tang Song tapped his fingertips lightly on the edge of the wine glass and said coldly: "It seems the last lesson wasn't enough to teach you how to please me."

A soft hum came from the receiver, and then the phone was hung up.

Tang Song took a deep breath and walked toward the entrance.

In the drawer, a black 3001 access card was lying there.

With his keenness, he naturally guessed the other party's plan.

A normal man, after just finishing a fierce overtime game with two teammates, would definitely be exhausted.

The big foreign horse calculated the timing, wanting to launch an attack when he was at his most "vulnerable," trying to defeat him and save her self-esteem and pride.

Tang Song chuckled and walked out the door.

Unfortunately, who made him a cheater?

Tang Song opened the system interface and entered the warehouse.

【Recovery Potion * 3】: After use, it can quickly restore physical strength to the best state, while clearing soreness and discomfort in the body, helping you better complete training.

Up to now, he still had 3 potions left unused.

Let's completely finish the 【Controlling Annie】 task tonight.

After all, this horse didn't have much pride left.

Selecting 【Recovery Potion】, use immediately.

Immediately after, a mass of viscous and sweet liquid appeared out of thin air in his mouth.

"Glug—"

An icy, cool feeling slid all the way from his throat into his stomach.

He gave a slight shudder, and his body, which was still carrying a trace of fatigue, instantly recovered to perfection.

All the soreness and swelling on his body disappeared, and his physical strength returned to its peak.

The whole person was like a morning after a ten-hour deep sleep, in the best state possible!

"Ding—"

The elevator stopped slowly on the 30th floor.

Tang Song strode to the door of Room 3001 and gripped the door handle.

"Drip—" The smart lock unlocked in response.

Sure enough, he had "been" here before.

Pushing the door and entering.

The lighting in the entire room was adjusted to be extremely dim, with only a few floor lamps emitting warm and soft halos.

Latin jazz music flowed in the air.

Not far away on the bar counter, there was a bottle of champagne that had just been opened and was still emitting wisps of cold air, with two crystal-clear crystal glasses beside it.

Obviously, Annie had made full preparations for this "turnaround battle" tonight.

Tang Song's gaze passed through this meticulously arranged "hunting ground," and he saw Annie Kate standing in the center of the living room at a glance.

She was wearing a breathtaking black tight-fitting skirt, the tight lace corset perfectly wrapped her proud curves, the sequins on her waist shone like stars, and under the high-slit skirt was a pair of long, slender legs that were also covered in black lace and faintly visible.

Her red lips were like fire, her golden long hair was draped like a waterfall, and in her ice-blue eyes shone the confident and proud light of a queen.

The whole person was full of deadly temptation, elegant and dangerous.

"Oh~~" Annie's red lips hooked into a playful arc. "I thought you would need to come up in a wheelchair."

She walked toward him with an elegant cat walk, swaying with every step, carrying an indisputable sense of oppression.

Tang Song didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

Having returned to his peak state, his aura was also shockingly powerful.

Annie stood still in front of him, stretching out those long, slender fingers painted with crimson red,

as if admiring a trophy about to be obtained, lightly and provocatively stroking his sturdy chest.

"I have to admit, your body is indeed very attractive to me." Her voice lowered, carrying a bit of lazy hoarseness, and she breathed like an orchid: "However, the real war has just begun, I hope you don't admit defeat too quickly, and then—"

Her fingers moved to Tang Song's mouth, the force slightly increasing, "finally, you can only use it to please me."

A dangerous light appeared in Tang Song's eyes. "It seems the last lesson wasn't enough to teach you how to be an obedient horse."

Thinking of the two days at Modu Huaqiaocheng last time, Annie subconsciously licked her lips, her heart palpitating.

Just about to say something to refute.

Her wrist was suddenly grabbed like lightning by a strong and powerful hand.

Immediately after, an irresistible, huge force came.

"Ah!"

Annie let out a cry, and her whole person instantly lost balance, being picked up roughly by Tang Song.

"You—!"

"Bang—" Tang Song pressed her onto the soft wool carpet in the living room.

Looking down at her from above, his movements were full of primitive and direct humiliation.

Intense stimulation and shame instantly swept through Annie's whole body.

"F**, you bastard!" She couldn't help but curse, flames of anger igniting in her ice-blue eyes.

"Shut up!"

Messy sounds rang out in the room.

"Oh my God! Are you trying to kill me?!"

"How is that possible?"

"No—you—you monster!"

All of Annie's resistance was suppressed by him in a tougher and more domineering way.

Outside the window were the lights of ten thousand homes; beneath her was the soft yet seemingly endless carpet.

Those proud ice-blue eyes were gradually covered by a layer of blurred mist.

The faint light of the early morning in late autumn passed through the floor-to-ceiling window.

Permeating the living room, kitchen, entrance, and bedroom, some scattered black sequined fabric reflected a faint light.

Annie lay there motionless, her golden long hair spread out like seaweed, covering most of her pale face.

She opened her dry lips, seemingly wanting to say something.

But when she touched Tang Song's teasing gaze, she chose to close her mouth obediently.

The gaze looking at Tang Song was full of fear.

Heaven knows what she had experienced this night.

What a monster!

Immediately after, her body lifted into the air. "Stop!" Annie was so scared she let out a short scream.

"Don't be nervous, I'll take you to take a bath." Tang Song leaned into her ear, his voice low and warm, carrying an indisputable meaning.

The big foreign horse in his arms hadn't come to her senses before being carried into the bathroom.

Amidst the steaming heat, the warm water washed over her skin, also gradually washing away the chaotic fear in her brain.

Tang Song's movements were very light, his fingertips stroking her shoulders, back, and hair.

It was no longer the sharp aggressiveness of last night, but a gentle comfort with a sense of possession.

This contrast made Annie's heartbeat even more chaotic.

Walking out of the bathroom, he used a soft bath towel to wipe the water droplets off their bodies.

Holding the weak Annie, he sat on the edge of the bed.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window of the bedroom, the sky in Yancheng was already bright.

Sunlight passed through the gauze curtains, plating everything in the room with a hazy and quiet halo.

Tang Song held her like this, borrowing the light of the dawn, and for the first time, carefully examined the big foreign horse in his arms.

Annie's features were of the typical rich-color system.

Full high skull top, big eyes, cold white skin.

Her features had a large sense of volume, thick lips and a straight nose, with extreme visual impact.

But this beauty with extreme aggressiveness was cleverly embedded in her small and full face, especially the lower half of the face with a heavy sense of dullness, which greatly weakened this sharpness.

Fashionable, bright, sexy, dignified—

These seemingly contradictory traits were perfectly integrated on her.

Coupled with this devilish figure full of power and beauty, like an ancient Greek sculpture.

It had to be admitted that human aesthetics were indeed highly consistent to a certain extent.

To anyone, she was an absolute top-tier beauty.

Tang Song's slender fingers stroked her exquisite cheeks, from her smooth forehead to her straight nose bridge.

Finally, landing on her swollen lips.

His voice became gentle for the first time: "Annie, you are really beautiful, enough to make people addicted."

Hearing this sudden praise, Annie's ice-blue eyes trembled, her voice hoarse: "Consider you—have some taste."

Immediately after, the crisp system notification sound rang out again.

"Ding! Congratulations to the player, the character interaction task 【Controlling Annie】 has been completed."

"Ding! You have obtained 【Charm +1】."

"Ding! You have obtained 【Stamina +3】."

"Ding! You have obtained the special item 【Tang Song's Belt * 1】."

A bright smile appeared on Tang Song's face.

He lowered his head, no longer having any hesitation, and kissed Annie's lips deeply.

This was a gentle, lingering deep kiss carrying comfort and reward.

Murmurs of satisfaction came from the big foreign horse's mouth.

She didn't have any resistance, just responding obediently.

After a while.

Tang Song held her and lay on the bed.

Soon, Annie's breathing became even.

The sky outside the window became brighter and brighter, and the noise of the city gradually began to revive.

Because he had just taken the 【Recovery Potion】 two hours ago, Tang Song didn't have much sleepiness.

After the big foreign horse fell into a deep sleep, he got out of bed.

Returning to Room 2002 downstairs.

The familiar warmth, mixed with a faint fragrance and the breath of life, rushed toward him.

In the corner of the living room, in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Lin Empress Mu Xue was jumping exercises in tight fitness clothes.

Hearing the movement from the doorway, she quickly stopped her movements and turned back.

Seeing Tang Song's figure, her gaze dodged a little, and she asked with concern in a low voice: "Tang Song, you—are back?"

After all, she was the one who tipped off the news yesterday.

Although it was a bit of fun between a man and a woman, she still felt a bit guilty.

Especially since Annie Kate looked like someone not to be messed with.

"Good morning, Seeing Xiao Xue." Tang Song had a faint smile on his face. "Have you eaten?"

Lin Empress Mu Xue breathed a sigh of relief instantly. "Not yet, what do you want to eat? I'll go make it!"

"Let's go out to eat together, I'll go call Qian Qian." Tang Song said, walking into the master bedroom.

A sweeter scent hit him.

Zhao Yaqian was lying on her side on the bed, playing with her phone comfortably.

Her wine-glass legs with perfect curves stretched out from under the thin quilt, swaying in the air.

Tang Song stepped forward, pinched her cheeks, and dragged the beautician out of the quilt.

Ten minutes later.

The three of them wrapped in thick coats and walked downstairs.

In the early morning of late autumn, the air was crisp and clean.

Sunlight passed through the bare sycamore branches, casting mottled and warm light spots on the ground.

Tang Song held the beautician's hand and chased the withered leaves rolled up by the wind with her.

Stepping on the fallen leaves, a crisp "crunch, crunch" sound was made.

The whole world seemed to be dyed with a layer of soft filter.

Lin Empress Mu Xue followed behind the two, holding her phone, taking photos with a smile.

They walked along the main road of the city for a while and turned into a street full of life.

The small stalls at the street corner rose with steaming heat, fried dough sticks "sizzled" in the pot, and the aroma of steamed buns and the mellow fragrance of soy milk intertwined in the air, making people unable to help but speed up their pace.

The three sat around a small wooden table, each ordering their favorite breakfast.

Eating while chatting.

"I just saw the news, Su Yu's new album is going to be released on November 18th, and it's already rushed to the top of the hot search."

"Brother Song, can you help me get a few signed records?"

"Alright, no problem."

Tang Song smiled, but his gaze was slightly dazed.

November 18th, Su Yu releases an album, and it is also the birthday of his white moonlight.

That day last year, because he had just found a job and they were thousands of miles apart, he didn't end up accompanying her to celebrate.

This year, no matter what, he had to go there once.

"Brother Song, open your mouth, ah—"

His thoughts were pulled back, and a steaming steamed bun had been handed to his mouth.

In front of him was the beautician's pretty face, which looked even more charming in the steam.

Tang Song smiled and took a bite, taking the opportunity to lower his head and kiss her hand, the soup with grease falling on her snow-white and delicate skin.

Causing the beautician to pout coquettishly, and she also followed suit and kissed him on the face.

Just then, a crisp system notification sound rang in Tang Song's ear.

"Ding! Halo charging reached 100%, Halo Baptism has been triggered."

Immediately after, a thin halo sprayed down from above his head, like the dawn piercing through the mist, dreamy and beautiful.

"Ding! You have obtained the health-type special item 【Nectar Spring Pot】."

【Nectar Spring Pot】: A simple and elegant purple clay teapot. Inject drinking water and let it stand for a quarter of an hour, and the water quality will become sweet and mellow, like a mountain spring. Long-term drinking of water or tea brewed from this pot can nourish the five internal organs, clear the heart and lungs, and slowly and continuously improve physical function. (This physical item can be gifted)

【Note: The sun and moon are long in the pot, one sip returns to innocence】 ===== CHAPTER 621 =====