Chapter 576

Tang Song quietly felt the thrilling touch of his fingertips, the breath in his chest hot and rapid.

His gaze fell on Shen Yu, who had a hazy 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 his heart.

"Let's say it first—a bet is a bet, you're not allowed to go back on it!"

Xu Qing said excitedly, not realizing that the atmosphere had dangerously deviated from the track.

She freed a hand and took off the eye mask.

The moment her fingertips touched the edge of the eye mask.

Shen Yu's body trembled slightly, and she pushed Tang Song's arm lightly.

Only then did Tang Song silently pull his right hand back from the yoga pants, a meaningful smile curling on his lips.

Shen Yu hurriedly averted her gaze, her face as red as a fire cloud.

Her body, however, was still trembling slightly.

After Xu Qing took off the eye mask, she realized something was wrong belatedly.

At this moment, the three of them were hugging tightly in an extremely ambiguous and extremely strange posture.

Tang Song was pressed in the innermost by her, one hand around her waist, and the other around her best friend, whose eyes were unfocused.

They were like a tight sandwich.

And she was the most innocent layer of ham in the middle.

"Eh—?"

(°—°)

Xu Qing's brain, which was a bit sluggish due to alcohol, instantly sobered up a bit.

She could clearly feel the warmth and firmness of Tang Song's chest, and could also feel the softness and heat of her best friend's body.

Recalling her best friend's joking suggestions earlier, Xu Qing's face turned red instantly.

Subconsciously, she wanted to pull back her arm and break free from this ambiguous "sandwich."

Little Song Zi is not a good person, he has many girlfriends and many tricks.

If he really found out about her and her best friend's little thoughts, it would be completely over!

However, the moment she moved, a strong, powerful hand tightened suddenly.

Pulling her and Shen Yu together even more tightly.

The two best friends let out a low moan at the same time.

Xu Qing pushed Tang Song's chest and stammered: "Tang—Tang Song! What are you doing! And you—why are you hugging Yan Yan,

let us go quickly—"

Because she had also drunk quite a bit of alcohol, her voice carried a bit of coquettishness and had no deterrent power.

Of course, even without drinking, she had no prestige in front of Tang Song, she was completely a little vegetable being bullied.

"Drank alcohol and sweated, it's 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 hug both of us at the same time, this isn't appropriate." Xu Qing subconsciously asked her best friend for help: "Yan Yan!"

Shen Yu leaned her cheek lazily on Tang Song's shoulder, her half-open eyes full of hazy water vapor,

her tone hazy: "It's fine—hugging, it's nothing—Qingqing, why are you so stingy."

She paused, and even deliberately straightened her body, rubbing lightly 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, however, seemed to be so drunk that she had lost consciousness: "I'll sleep for a while—so sleepy—"

After saying that, she closed her eyes directly and slumped on Tang Song and Xu Qing.

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Xu Qing froze in place, not daring to move.

Feeling the physical contact between the two, breathing in two different body fragrances.

Tang Song lowered his head, his gaze burning and dangerous.

The flame in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

Amidst Xu Qing's exclamation, he held her lips.

Xu Qing widened her eyes, but only persisted for a few short seconds before her body gradually softened in the alcohol and Tang Song's intense male scent.

In the living room with hazy lights, the neon and lights outside the window were flowing and flickering.

The scent of ambiguity and drunkenness fermented in the air.

The three of them were pressed tightly together, their postures extremely ambiguous.

Breathing intertwined, as if to burn the air.

Tang Song's hand slid down along Shen Yu's waistline again, covering the tight black yoga pants again.

The touch of his fingertips made the flame in his heart even stronger.

Gradually, Xu Qing also became dizzy from drunkenness.

Immersed in Tang Song's passionate kiss, breathing rapidly, heartbeat chaotic, feeling the temperature of her boyfriend and best friend close to her at the same time.

The night was deeper.

In the winter night outside the window, the night wind blew with a "whoosh." Shen Yu, who was "unconscious" from drunkenness, curled up on the big sofa, her eyes half-closed, long eyelashes trembling slightly, her breathing long and light.

She looked 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 skirt rolled up.

The silk stockings outlined her slender calves, 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: "Talk about it later, no time now."

"Mm—" Xu Qing's voice was blocked again.

She looked at her best friend not far away from the corner of her eye, then looked at Tang Song above her.

Physiological palpitations and psychological shame were mixed together.

Burning her nerves like strong liquor.

[It's over, this development is too out of bounds! (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 as red as if it were dripping blood, her head was burning hot, but her body wouldn't listen to her at all.

Unprecedented stimulation.

As if the plot of the novel she had written had broken the dimensional wall and descended upon her.

The whole world became illusory and unreal at this moment.

November 23, 2023, Thursday.

Beicheng Garden.

At 6:30 in the morning, the alarm clock rang on time in the warm bedroom.

Yao Lingling reached out from the soft and warm quilt, skillfully swiped across the phone screen, and turned off the reminder.

She sat up, grabbed her messy hair, yawned, and her thoughts gradually cleared.

She picked up her phone and first checked the weather forecast.

Then she opened the pinned WeChat chat box.

She left a message: "(!1) Good morning, little brother~ Today is a sunny day in Yancheng, the temperature is -110c, the wind is a bit strong. Outfit suggestions are as follows..."

After sending this "exclusive weather forecast."

She waited expectantly for a reply while examining her new home, her face full of smiles she couldn't hide.

This was the first morning she had officially moved into her new home.

Last weekend, she and Qiuqiu got the keys from Senior Sister Xu Qing.

Because the house itself was well-kept, they almost didn't have to worry about cleaning it up.

These past few days, the two of them moved their respective "belongings" over bit by bit like diligent little ants after work every day.

Last night was their first time spending the night here.

The overall feeling was indeed much better than the previous Xingchen Huayuan residential area.

The buildings were newer, the decoration was better, and the heating was more powerful.

Moreover, there were many rental properties in this residential area, and Li Shumin and Zhang Jiahong already planned to move over next month when the rent over there expired.

By then, they would be able to play together in the same residential area again.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz—"

[Tang Song: "Received, just woke up? It's very cold this morning, don't choose outdoors for exercise."]

Seeing this caring reply, Yao Lingling's mood instantly soared.

She typed "da-da-da": "Alrighty, I'll just do some fitness indoors. By the way, Senior, you haven't come to the company all week, I can't see your handsome face, I feel like my eyes have lost their luster, and I can't focus on work at all~ When are you coming back?"

Tang Song seemed very busy this week and hadn't come to the company.

She heard on WeChat that he had gone 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 you a smooth meeting, Senior, I'll be waiting obediently at the company to see your handsome face."]

"Buzz, buzz, buzz—"

[Tang Song: Selfie.jpg]

Yao Lingling's heart jumped violently, and she quickly clicked on the photo.

In the photo was Tang Song, who had just finished exercising, the hair on his forehead still carrying damp sweat, his exposed upper body, his muscle lines firm and smooth, full of strength and beauty.

Just one look, and Lingling felt her cheeks burning, her heart beating fast, and her mouth dry.

The room on the winter morning became a bit damp and hot.

But fortunately, she also knew some magical "water system magic."

So, 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 long while, Lingling, with a flushed face, poked her head out from the quilt.

She bit her lip hesitantly, struggling for a long while.

Finally, she picked up her phone.

[Lingling: "w/// Senior—I'm done, I'm typing with both hands now to show my innocence."]

[Tang Song: Shocked (emoji)]

After "teasing" the senior, Yao Lingling finally got up with satisfaction.

The room she lived in was the guest bedroom, which Senior Sister Xu Qing had lived in before.

Although the area was slightly smaller, it had plenty of sunlight, and most importantly, there was a huge solid wood desk inside.

It was completely enough for her to use alone.

Changing into a gray tight-fitting sportswear, pulling her hair into a neat ponytail, Yao Lingling hummed a song and walked out of the bedroom door.

As soon as she reached the living room.

She saw Qiuqiu, who had already spread out the yoga mat and was doing yoga morning exercises.

She was facing away from her, doing a standard cat-stretch pose, her slender waist pressing down, her firm, round buttocks raised high.

Her body's flexibility was amazing, forming a heart-stirring perfect curve.

Hearing the movement from the side, Cheng Qiuqiu slowly sat up and turned to look over.

"Morning, Lingling."

Her voice remained cold, her beautiful face flushed with a healthy glow from exercise, looking particularly alluring.

"Good morning, big beauty!" Yao Lingling immediately leaned over with a cheeky face, hugged her directly from behind, and rubbed her cheeks hard against her full panda, "Wow, Qiuqiu, your figure is too awesome—if I were a man, I definitely wouldn't be able to resist, hee hee."

"Stop messing around, Lingling."

Cheng Qiuqiu's body stiffened instantly, and her cheeks turned even redder.

"Haha, don't be shy, I'm a girl too, okay—"

Yao Lingling's happy laughter and Cheng Qiuqiu's low cry rang out in the living room in the early morning.

At some point, the two of them fell onto the soft yoga mat while laughing and messing around.

A defenseless smile also appeared on Cheng Qiuqiu's usually cold face.

The first morning in the new home seemed particularly beautiful.

After finishing today's "butt-refining" plan in the living room and doing some anaerobic exercise for a while.

Yao Lingling returned to her room and started changing clothes.

Standing in front of the full-length mirror in the bedroom, thinking of Qiuqiu's amazing curvy figure just now, and looking down at her A-cup with a little arc, she couldn't help but sigh.

Why won't it grow?

Actually, on the day she went to get the keys with Qiuqiu before, she had already confirmed that Qiuqiu really liked the senior.

This was also very normal.

Not to mention Qiuqiu, many of the girls in their Songmei Apparel liked the senior.

After sighing for a long while.

She, who was cheerful and generous by nature, didn't continue to dwell on it.

Standing in front of the full-length mirror, turning left and right, looking at her increasingly outstanding waist-to-hip ratio, especially the plump and full hip curve.

A confident smile appeared on her face again.

She could clearly feel that Senior Tang Song also liked her butt.

Last time in the office, he couldn't help but pat it.

Now, she was exercising even more diligently.

And in her hand, she had a "wish" that could be redeemed at any time to make the senior satisfy her!

Now the busyness of Double 11 had completely ended, and the company had entered a stable period.

She could almost speak up too.

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, it was obviously not suitable to ride her beloved little motorcycle to work.

Fortunately, Beicheng Garden was right next to Subway Line 1.

Including the walking time, the two of them arrived at Yunxi Building easily in just over ten minutes.

They clocked in and walked into the office area of Songmei Apparel.

There was still nearly an hour before official work, and the wide open-plan office area looked particularly quiet.

The two of them picked up their mugs and went to the pantry to make a cup of steaming hot coffee.

Sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the lounge area.

Chatting, drinking coffee, and watching the increasingly busy city outside the window.

Yao Lingling felt energized.

She really liked her current work and life rhythm, full of hope and passion.

Living with friends, sharing each other's joys and sorrows every day.

Her work was fashion design, which she poured all her passion into, and she could create new beauty every day.

Moreover, 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 visible speed.

[HEYI STUDIO] would also inevitably usher in a more brilliant future.

Yao Lingling finished the last sip of coffee and proposed excitedly: "Qiuqiu, there is a hot spring resort that just opened last year near my home,"

"the facilities are particularly good, do you want to go soak in the hot spring next week to relax?"

Cheng Qiuqiu's movements paused, and she shook her head: "I won't go, I haven't told you yet, I might have to take a few days off next week to go back to Rongcheng."

"Ah? Is that so." Yao Lingling was a bit surprised: "Is there something wrong at home?"

Cheng Qiuqiu was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice: "Nothing, just—going back to take a look."

"Oh oh, then take care on the road." Yao Lingling didn't ask any more questions, caring: "It doesn't matter about taking time off, the company isn't busy now,"

"and your department has also recruited new designers, who can share the work."

Cheng Qiuqiu nodded lightly, but the joy in her eyes decreased a lot, and a trace of imperceptible gloom appeared.

Her mother hadn't stopped during this period of time.

And the anniversary of her mother-in-law's death was coming soon.

Sighing lightly, Cheng Qiuqiu put down her mug.

She took out her phone and habitually opened Weibo, preparing to check Su Yu's updates.

As soon as she entered, a keyword hit her line of sight without warning.

#Su Yu windbreaker look#

Seeing her idol's keyword, Cheng Qiuqiu's heart jumped, and she clicked in quickly.

What came into view was a set of high-definition airport street shots,

seemingly a set of exclusive street shots taken by a fashion media for Su Yu flying to Europe to attend fashion week early 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, and a pair of high-waisted cargo pants and a pair of handsome Martin boots on her lower body.

Her iconic silver-gray long hair was draped casually.

The whole LOOK was simple, capable, yet full of high-end sense and powerful aura.

Setting off her perfect golden ratio figure to the fullest.

Cheng Qiuqiu first habitually completed the one-stop service of liking, forwarding, and commenting "Sister is so handsome, I love it so much."

Then she started to enlarge the photos with satisfaction and carefully appreciated her idol's peerless beauty.

Looking at it, Qiuqiu suddenly froze.

The black windbreaker on Su Yu... why does it look so familiar?

It was very, very similar to hers, or to be precise, the company's "Urban Windbreaker."

Qiuqiu blinked her eyes, enlarged 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 inconspicuous [HEYI] embroidery LOGO on the edge of the hat.

Her eyes widened abruptly, her face full of disbelief.

"Lingling! Lingling! Look! Look at this!"

She stood up from her chair abruptly, her voice changing pitch 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, confused.

Cheng Qiuqiu put her phone directly in front of her: "Look at this!"

Yao Lingling glanced at it and said casually: "This is our company's [Urban Windbreaker], right, the most classic black one, what's wrong?"

Cheng Qiuqiu's lips moved, her face flushed with excitement: "You—you look at the person wearing this clothes again."

As she spoke, she shrunk the photo, revealing that impeccable divine face.

Yao Lingling's brain went "buzz," and she was completely stupid.

Su—Su—Su Yu?!

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"Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap!" Lingling's voice was trembling: "Qiuqiu—is—is this a P-ed picture?"

"No!" Qiuqiu immediately exited the image preview interface, revealing the original content of the Weibo post.

The publisher was the official account of a top fashion media in the circle.

The comments and forwards below had already exceeded 100,000+.

Fans in the comment section were frantically refreshing the screen, all content like [So handsome!], [Goddess Su Yu yyds], [Where to buy the windbreaker!].

Yao Lingling stared blankly at the set of photos, watching the superstar diva Su Yu, who had near-fault-level influence in the country, wearing the clothes she designed with her own hands. An indescribable ecstasy rushed from her tailbone to her crown.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!" She could no longer suppress it and let out a high-decibel scream.

Then she hugged Cheng Qiuqiu and jumped up and down like a lunatic who had 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 gnawed on Qiuqiu's face several times, still unable to calm her excitement, and even hugged her and spun in the air.

As a fashion designer, her biggest dream was to one day see top superstars and fashion celebrities wearing 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 is Su Yu?

She is a national-level diva, a weather vane for traffic and fashion.

A set of her street shots was enough to detonate the entire network's discussion.

What she wears is never just a piece of clothing.

It is a trend, a trend, an aesthetic that countless girls compete to imitate.

The four words "Su Yu same style" are the biggest gold-lettered signboard in the current fashion circle.

Soon, after the brief ecstasy, professional instinct made Yao Lingling think of more.

This time Su Yu's hot search would inevitably bring a wave of phenomenal traffic and exposure to [HEYI STUDIO].

In addition, it would also directly explode the brand's design power and brand tone.

Pushing it from a niche brand that had just started to the mainstream fashion stage.

Fashion magazines would take the initiative to contact, buyer shops would come to discuss cooperation, and more artists would follow suit.

Their online store must be exploding.

Inventory is not enough, fabric is not enough, and the factory's production capacity is definitely not enough.

Thinking of this, Lingling trembled with excitement.

She let go of Cheng Qiuqiu, who was still being messed with by her, grabbed her phone, and rushed out like a gust of wind.

"No! I have to call President Tang immediately. Qiuqiu, you call President Gao, this matter is too big!"

As she spoke, Lingling had already arrived at a quiet conference room.

She first shared this Weibo post with Tang Song, and then dialed his phone directly.

"Hello! Senior! Senior! Look at the WeChat I sent you!"

"Hmm? This is—"

"It's Su Yu! She's wearing our company's windbreaker, it's estimated that it will be on the hot search in a while—"

Lingling's voice carried incoherent excitement, repeating this morning's "news" quickly.

Tang Song on the other end of the phone seemed to be looking at Weibo and didn't interrupt her.

After Lingling finally stopped, he smiled and said: "Congratulations, Designer Lingling, you are really going to become famous in one battle this time."

"You don't need to worry about the factory, I'll arrange it."

"Um um, alright, 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 her "thump-thump" violently beating heart.

She had received the senior's approval, and the windbreaker she designed was also worn by Su Yu. She hadn't let the senior down.

She took a deep breath, gripped her phone, and asked tentatively: "That, Senior—"

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

"About the 'wish' you promised me before, is it still valid?"

"Of course it's valid. 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 used a tone of pretending to be relaxed and joking:

"It's like this, I've been busy drawing and studying since I was a child, and I haven't really dated properly."

"Look, it's been almost two years since graduation, friends around me are either traveling or dating, showing off their love on Moments every day, making it seem like I'm the only single dog in the world, actually—actually, I'm quite envious, ha."

So, I'm thinking, Senior, can you waste a day this weekend and play my boyfriend?

Just one day! Let me, a designer who has worked so hard for so long, feel that sour smell of love, just one day is enough~ How about it?"

After speaking, she couldn't help but hold her breath.

The whole world seemed to only have the faint current sound in the receiver.

Immediately after, came the clear answer: "Sure."