Chapter 643: Su Yu
Tang Song quietly felt the breathtaking touch at his fingertips, the breath in his chest burning and rapid.
His gaze fell on Shen Yu Yan, who had a blurred expression in his arms, clearly noticing that she was deliberately enduring, yet still responding silently.
This ambiguous and taboo posture made a sense of conquest to the extreme rise in the bottom of his heart.
"Let's say it first—bet and lose, you aren't allowed to go back on your word!"
Xu Qing said excitedly, not yet realizing that the atmosphere had dangerously deviated from the track.
She freed a hand and took off the blindfold.
The moment her fingertips touched the edge of the blindfold.
Shen Yu Yan's body trembled slightly, gently pushing Tang Song's arm.
Tang Song then quietly withdrew his right hand from the yoga pants, the corners of his lips curling into a meaningful smile.
Shen Yu Yan hurriedly shifted her gaze away, her face red like a fire cloud.
Her body, however, was still trembling gently.
By the time Xu Qing took off the blindfold, she felt something was wrong afterward.
At this moment, the three were tightly hugged together in an extremely ambiguous and extremely strange posture.
Tang Song was pressed in the innermost part by her, one hand around her waist, and the other around her best friend whose eyes were blurred.
They were like a tight sandwich.
And she was the most innocent ham in the middle layer.
"Eh—?"
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Xu Qing's brain, which was a bit dull because of the alcohol, instantly cleared up a bit.
She could clearly feel the warmth and solidity of Tang Song's chest, and could also feel the softness and heat of her best friend's body.
Recalling the previous suggestions of her best friend, Xu Qing's face "swish" turned red through.
Subconsciously, she wanted to retract her arm and break free from this ambiguous "sandwich."
This guy Little Song Zi is not a good thing, he has many girlfriends, and many tricks.
If he really knew about her and her best friend's little thoughts, it would be completely over!
However, just as she moved, a strong and powerful big hand tightened suddenly.
Pulling her and Shen Yu Yan together more tightly.
The two best friends let out a low hum at the same time.
Xu Qing pushed Tang Song's chest, stammering: "Tang... Tang Song! What are you doing! And you... why are you holding Yan Yan,
let us go—"
Because she also drank quite a bit of wine, her voice carried a bit of cuteness, without any deterrent power.
Of course, even if she didn't drink, she had no prestige in front of Tang Song, completely a little vegetable chicken being bullied.
"Drank wine and sweated, and the weather is quite cold today." Tang Song's voice sounded in her ear, low and full of magnetism, "We can be warmer if we hug together."
"Th... then you can't hold both of us at the same time, this isn't appropriate..." Xu Qing subconsciously sought help from her best friend beside her, "Yan Yan!"
Shen Yu Yan lazily leaned her cheek on Tang Song's shoulder, her half-closed eyes full of blurred water vapor,
Her tone was hazy: "It's okay... hug, it's nothing... Qingqing, why are you so stingy."
She paused, even deliberately sticking out her body, rubbing gently against Tang Song's chest.
"Look, it's quite comfortable."
"Ah!" Xu Qing subconsciously pushed her best friend, "You're drunk, Yan Yan! Don't... don't move around! Let's get up quickly!"
Shen Yu Yan, however, seemed to be somewhat unconscious from drunkenness, "I'll sleep for a while—so sleepy——"
After speaking, she slumped softly on Tang Song and Xu Qing.
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Xu Qing froze in place, not daring to move around.
Feeling the physical contact of the two, and breathing the two different body scents.
Tang Song lowered his head, his gaze burning and dangerous.
The flames in his heart could no longer be suppressed.
Amidst Xu Qing's exclamation, he contained her lips.
Xu Qing widened her eyes, but only persisted for a few seconds, her body gradually softening in the alcohol and Tang Song's intense male aura.
In the living room with blurred lights, the neon and lights outside the window were flowing and flickering.
The atmosphere of ambiguity and drunkenness fermented in the air.
The three stuck together, their postures extremely ambiguous.
Breathing intertwined, as if to burn the air.
Tang Song's hand slid down along Shen Yu Yan's waistline again, covering the tight black yoga pants again.
The touch of his fingertips made the flames in his heart even more intense.
Gradually, Xu Qing also became dazed from drunkenness.
Immersed in Tang Song's hot kiss, her breathing rapid, her heartbeat chaotic, feeling the temperature of her boyfriend and best friend sticking to her at the same time.
The night grew deeper.
Outside the window in the winter night, the night wind blew with a rustling sound. Shen Yu Yan, who was "unconscious" from drunkenness, curled up on the big sofa, her eyes half-closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, her breathing long and light.
Looking as if she had completely fallen into a deep sleep.
And in the corner on the other side.
Xu Qing and Tang Song's figures overlapped.
Her maid outfit was a bit messy, the hem of the skirt rolled up.
The silk stockings outlined her slender lower legs, which were particularly eye-catching under the light.
After a while.
Xu Qing bit her lower lip and squeezed out a sentence with difficulty, "Put—put Yan Yan in the bedroom—she'll get sick sleeping here—"
Tang Song didn't stop, his voice low: "Wait a while, no time now."
Mmm—Xu Qing's voice was blocked again.
She looked toward her best friend not far away from the corner of her eye, then looked at Tang Song above.
Physiological throbbing and psychological shame mixed together.
Burning her nerves like strong liquor.
【It's over, this development is too off the charts! (A; three; A)】
【Ah ah ah ah!! What on earth am I doing!】
【Am I also a pervert? In front of my best friend—】
Xu Qing was about to explode.
Her face was red like it was going to drip blood, her head was burning hot, but her body wouldn't listen to her at all.
Unprecedented stimulation.
As if the novel plot she had written had come to her in reality, breaking the dimension wall.
The whole world became illusory and unreal at this moment.
November 23, 2023, Thursday.
Beicheng Garden.
6:30 AM, the alarm clock rang on time in the warm bedroom.
Yao Lingling reached out a hand from the soft and warm quilt, skillfully swiped on the phone screen, and turned off the reminder.
Sat up, grabbed her messy hair, yawned, and her thoughts gradually cleared.
Picked up her phone, first checked the weather forecast.
Then opened the pinned WeChat chat box.
Left a message: "(! 1)Good morning, little brother~ Today Yancheng is sunny, temperature -110c, the wind is a bit strong. Outfit suggestions are as follows..."
After sending this "exclusive weather forecast."
She looked at her new home while expectantly waiting for a reply, her face full of smiles that couldn't be hidden.
This was the first morning she officially moved into her new home.
Last weekend, she and Qiuqiu got the keys from that Senior Sister Xu Qing.
Because the house itself was well taken care of, they almost didn't have to worry about tidying up.
These past few days, every day after work, they were like diligent little ants moving house, moving their "belongings" over bit by bit.
Last night was their first night sleeping here.
The overall feeling was indeed much better than the previous Xingchen Huayuan community.
The building was newer, the renovation was better, and the heating was more powerful.
Moreover, there were many rental listings in this community, and Li Shumin and Zhang Jiahong planned to move over next month when the rent there expired.
By then, they could play together in one community again.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz—"
【Tang Song: "Received, just woke up? It's very cold this morning, if you exercise, don't choose outdoors."】
Seeing this reply carrying concern, Yao Lingling's mood instantly flew up.
Typed "clatter-clatter": "Okay, I'll do some fitness indoors. By the way, Senior, you haven't come to the company all week, not seeing your handsome face, I feel my eyes have lost their luster, and I can't concentrate on work~ When are you coming back?"
Tang Song seemed very busy this week and hadn't come to the company.
Hearing from him on WeChat, he went back to his hometown to attend the school anniversary before, and now it seems he is attending some very important meeting, organized by the government's Development and Reform Commission.
【Tang Song: "Tomorrow, I still have to attend the last meeting today."】
【Yao Lingling: "Then I wish Senior smooth work, I'll be obediently waiting at the company to see your handsome face."】
"Buzz, buzz, buzz—"
【Tang Song: Selfie. jpg】
Yao Lingling's heart skipped a beat, and she clicked on the photo quickly.
In the photo was Tang Song who had just finished exercising, the broken hair on his forehead still carrying wet sweat, his exposed upper body, muscle lines tight and smooth, full of power and beauty.
Just one glance, Lingling felt her cheeks burning, her heartbeat accelerating, and her mouth dry.
The room in the winter morning became somewhat damp and hot.
But fortunately, she also knew some magical "water-style magic."
Thus, she, who had just sat up, dived back into the quilt again.
A pair of pajama pants was kicked out.
The sound of chanting spell incantations soon rang out in the room.
After a while, Lingling, with a red face, poked her head out from the quilt.
Hesitated, bit her lip, and struggled for a long time.
Finally, she picked up her phone.
【Lingling: "w/// Senior—I'm done, now I'm typing with both hands to show my innocence."】
【Tang Song: Shocked (expression pack)】
After "teasing" the senior, Yao Lingling finally got up satisfied.
She lived in this secondary bedroom, which was where Senior Sister Xu Qing lived before.
Although the area was slightly smaller, it was sunny, and most importantly, there was a huge solid wood desk inside.
Completely enough for her to use alone.
Changed into a gray tight-fitting sportswear, tied her hair into a ponytail neatly, Yao Lingling hummed a song and walked out of the bedroom door.
Arriving in the living room.
She saw Qiuqiu, who had already spread out the yoga mat and was doing yoga morning exercises,
With her back to her, doing a standard cat-stretch pose, her slender waist pressing down, and her perky, round buttocks raised high.
Her body's flexibility was astonishing, forming a breathtaking perfect curve.
Hearing the movement from the side, Qiuqiu sat up slowly and turned her head to look over.
"Morning, Lingling."
Her voice was still cold, her beautiful face flushed with a layer of healthy redness because of exercise, looking exceptionally alluring.
"Morning, big beauty!" Yao Lingling immediately leaned over with a cheeky face, hugged her directly from behind, and rubbed her cheek hard against her plump panda, "Wow, Qiuqiu, this figure of yours is too awesome—if I were a man, I definitely wouldn't be able to hold back, hehe."
"Stop messing around, Lingling."
Qiuqiu's body stiffened instantly, and her cheeks turned even redder.
"Haha, don't be shy, I'm also a girl, okay—"
Yao Lingling's happy laughter and Qiuqiu's low cry rang out in the living room in the morning.
At some point, the two laughed and fell onto the soft yoga mat.
Qiuqiu's always cold face also revealed an unguarded smile.
The first morning in the new home seemed exceptionally beautiful.
After finishing today's "butt training" plan in the living room, and doing some anaerobic exercise for a while.
Yao Lingling returned to her room to change clothes.
Standing in front of the full-length mirror in the bedroom, thinking of Qiuqiu's amazing figure with bumps and curves, and then looking down at her A-cup with a little arc, she couldn't help but sigh.
Why is it just not growing?
Actually, the day she went to get the keys with Qiuqiu, she had already confirmed that Qiuqiu really liked the senior.
This was also very normal.
Not to mention Qiuqiu, many girls at their Songmei Apparel liked the senior.
After sighing for a long time.
She, who was cheerful and generous by nature, didn't continue to struggle.
Stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, turned left and right, looking at her increasingly outstanding waist-to-hip ratio, especially that plump and full butt curve.
A confident smile appeared on her face again.
She could clearly feel that Senior Tang Song also liked her butt very much.
Last time in the office, he couldn't help but pat it.
Now, she was exercising even more diligently.
And in her hand, there was a "wish" that could be exchanged at any time to let the senior satisfy her!
Now the busyness of Double 11 had completely ended, and the company had also entered a stable period.
She was almost ready to speak.
Just waiting to see him tomorrow.
Thinking of this, Yao Lingling's face turned red, she changed her clothes, and walked quickly to the bathroom to wash up,
Because the weather was already very cold, riding her beloved little motorcycle to work was obviously not suitable.
Fortunately, Beicheng Garden was right next to Subway Line 1.
Including the walking time, the two arrived at Yunxi Building easily in just over ten minutes.
Clocked in, walked into the office area of Songmei Apparel.
Nearly an hour before official work, the wide open-plan office area appeared exceptionally quiet.
The two picked up their mugs and brewed a cup of steaming hot coffee in the pantry.
Sat by the floor-to-ceiling window in the lounge area.
Chatting, drinking coffee, looking at the gradually busy city outside the window.
Yao Lingling felt energetic.
She really liked the current work and life rhythm, full of hope, and full of passion.
Living with friends, sharing each other's joys and sorrows every day.
Work was the clothing design she poured all her passion into, creating new beauty every day.
And now, the design team led by her had also been initially recruited.
The new colleagues were basically excellent designers who were well-known in the industry and could stand on their own.
The entire Songmei Apparel was developing vigorously at a speed visible to the naked eye.
【He Yi STUDIO】 would also inevitably usher in a more brilliant future.
Yao Lingling finished the last sip of coffee and suggested excitedly, "Qiuqiu, there was a hot spring resort that opened last year near my home,"
"The facilities are especially good, do you want to go soak in the hot spring together next week to relax?"
Qiuqiu's movements paused, and she shook her head: "I won't go, I haven't told you yet, I might have to ask for a few days off next week to go back to Rongcheng."
"Ah? Is that so." Yao Lingling was a bit surprised, "Is there something at home?"
Qiuqiu was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice: "Nothing, just—go back and take a look."
"Oh, oh, then take care on the road." Yao Lingling didn't ask any more, caring: "It doesn't matter about asking for leave, the company isn't busy now,"
"And your department also recruited new designers, who can share the work."
Qiuqiu nodded lightly, but the joy in her eyes decreased a lot, revealing a trace of imperceptible gloom.
Her mother hadn't stopped during this period of time.
And the anniversary of her mother-in-law's death was also coming up.
Exhaling lightly, Qiuqiu put down the mug.
Took out her phone, habitually opened Weibo, and prepared to brush up on Su Yu's dynamics.
Just as she entered, a keyword hit her line of sight without warning.
#Su Yu Windbreaker Look#
Seeing her idol's keyword, Qiuqiu's heart skipped a beat, and she clicked in quickly.
What caught her eyes was a set of high-definition airport street snaps,
It seemed to be a set of exclusive street snaps taken by a fashion media for Su Yu flying to Europe to attend Fashion Week this morning.
In the photo, Su Yu was wearing a pair of black sunglasses, wearing a pure black windbreaker, with a simple white T-shirt inside,
On her lower body was a pair of high-waisted cargo pants and a pair of handsome Martin boots.
A head of iconic highlighted silver-gray long hair was draped casually.
The whole look was simple, capable, yet full of high-level sense and powerful aura.
Setting off her perfect golden ratio figure to the fullest.
Qiuqiu first habitually completed the one-stop service of liking, forwarding, and commenting "Sister is so cool, I love her."
Then she started to zoom in on the photo with satisfaction and appreciate her idol's peerless beauty.
Looking at it, Qiuqiu suddenly froze.
The black windbreaker on Su Yu—why is it so familiar?
It was especially, especially like theirs, or to be precise, the company's "city windbreaker."
Qiuqiu blinked, zoomed in on the photo again, and carefully checked the details of the clothes.
The unique pressure-glued zipper design, the Velcro details at the cuffs, and the 【He Yi】 embroidery LOGO on the edge of the hat that was not easy to notice...
Her eyes widened suddenly, her face full of disbelief.
"Lingling! Lingling! Look! Look at this!"
She stood up from her chair suddenly, her voice changing because she was too excited.
"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Yao Lingling, who was staring out the window in a daze, was startled and looked up confusedly.
Qiuqiu directly shoved the phone screen in front of her, "Look at this!"
Yao Lingling glanced at it and said casually: "This is that 【City Windbreaker】 of our company, right, still the most classic black style, what's wrong?"
Qiuqiu's lips moved, her face flushed with excitement, "You... you look again at the person wearing this clothes..."
Saying that, she zoomed out the photo, revealing that impeccable divine face.
Yao Lingling's brain went "buzz," and her whole person was dumbfounded.
Su... Su... Su Yu?!
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"Damn! Damn! Damn!" Lingling's voice was trembling, "Qiuqiu—is... is this a P-ed picture?"
"No!" Qiuqiu immediately exited the picture preview interface, revealing the original text content of Weibo.
The publisher was the official account of a top fashion media in the circle.
The number of comments and forwards below had already exceeded 100,000+.
Fans in the comment section were scrolling wildly, all content like 【So cool!】, 【Su Yu goddess yyds】, 【Where to buy the windbreaker!】.
Yao Lingling stared blankly at the set of pictures, looking at the superstar Su Yu, who possessed a near-fault-level influence in the country, wearing the clothes she designed herself. A burst of indescribable ecstasy rushed from her tailbone to the top of her head.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!" She could no longer suppress it and let out a high-decibel scream.
Then she hugged Qiuqiu and jumped up and down, like a lunatic who won the lottery.
"It's Su Yu! It's Su Yu! Qiuqiu! Su Yu is wearing the clothes I designed! She is wearing the clothes I designed!"
The excited Lingling bit Qiuqiu's face several times, still unable to calm her excitement, and even hugged her and spun in the air.
As a clothing designer, her biggest dream was to one day see top superstars and fashion celebrities wear the clothes she designed.
Appearing in magazines, appearing under the flashlights.
This was not just a moment of "being seen," but the ultimate endorsement of a designer's value.
And who was Su Yu?
She was a national-level diva, a weather vane of traffic and fashion.
One set of her street snaps was enough to detonate the discussion of the entire network.
What she wore was never just a piece of clothing.
It was a trend, it was a trend, it was the aesthetics that countless girls competed to imitate.
The four words "Su Yu same style" were the biggest gold-lettered signboard in the fashion circle at present.
Soon, after the brief ecstasy, professional instinct made Yao Lingling think of more.
This Su Yu hot search would inevitably bring a wave of phenomenal traffic and exposure to 【He Yi STUDIO】.
Besides that, it would also make the brand's design power and brand tone explode directly.
Pushing it from a new niche brand that had just started to the mainstream fashion stage.
There would be fashion magazines taking the initiative to contact, there would be buyer shops coming to discuss cooperation, and there would be more artists following the trend.
Their online store would definitely explode.
Not enough inventory, not enough fabric, and the factory's production capacity would definitely not be enough.
Thinking of this, Lingling trembled with excitement.
She let go of Qiuqiu, who was still being teased by her, grabbed her phone, and rushed out like a gust of wind.
"No! I have to call Tang Zong immediately. Qiuqiu, you call Gao Zong, this matter is too big!"
As she spoke, Lingling had already arrived at a quiet conference room.
She first shared this Weibo to Tang Song, and then dialed his phone directly.
"Hey! Senior! Senior! Look at the WeChat I sent you quickly!"
"Hmm? This is—"
"It's Su Yu! She is wearing that windbreaker of our company, it's estimated that it will be on the hot search in a while—"
Lingling's voice carried incoherent excitement, quickly repeating this "news" from the morning.
Tang Song on the other end of the phone seemed to be looking at Weibo and didn't interrupt her.
Until Lingling finally stopped, he smiled and said: "Congratulations to you, Designer Lingling, this time you are really going to be famous in one battle. You don't need to worry about the factory side, I'll arrange it."
"Mm, okay, Senior! I... I feel like I'm dreaming now, tell me if it's true."
"It's true, Lingling. Good design will shine by itself. Su Yu just let more people see this light of yours, this is what you deserve."
Listening to Tang Song's gentle and affirmative praise.
Lingling leaned against the cold wall, feeling
Lingling leaned against the cold wall, feeling her "heart" beating violently.
She had received the senior's recognition, and the windbreaker she designed was also worn by Su Yu; she had not let the senior's expectations down.
She took a deep breath, gripped her phone tightly, and asked tentatively: "Um, Senior..."
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
"About that 'wish' you promised me before, it still counts, right?"
"Of course it counts. Why? Have you decided? Tell me, I guarantee to satisfy it."
Lingling's cheeks were as hot as fire.
After a moment of silence, she said in a tone of feigned ease and joking:
"It's like this, I've only focused on drawing and studying since I was little, and I've never seriously dated anyone.
Look, it's been almost two years since graduation, and my friends around me are either traveling or dating, showing off their love on social media every day, making it seem like I'm the only single dog in the world. Actually... actually, I'm quite envious, haha.
So, I was thinking, Senior, could you waste one day this weekend to play my boyfriend?
Just one day! Let this designer who has worked so hard for so long feel that sour smell of love, just for one day is enough~ How about it?"
After speaking, she couldn't help but hold her breath.
The whole world seemed to be left with only the faint sound of current in the receiver.
Immediately after, came the clear answer: "Alright."
End of Chapter
