Free Web NovelChapter 1960: Chapter 652: Su Yu’s Street Photoshoot, Lingling’s Wish
Tang Song quietly felt the thrilling touch of his fingertips, the breath in his chest burning and urgent.
His gaze fell on Shen Yuyan, whose expression was blurred in his embrace. He clearly noticed that she was intentionally restraining herself, yet still silently accommodating.
This ambiguous and forbidden posture made a strong and extreme sense of conquest rise within him.
"Let’s agree first—losers must pay up, no cheating allowed!"
Xu Qing yelled excitedly, not realizing that the atmosphere had already dangerously veered off track.
She freed one hand to remove her blindfold.
At the moment her fingertips touched the edge of the blindfold.
Shen Yuyan’s body trembled slightly, gently pushing Tang Song’s arm.
Only then did Tang Song silently withdraw his right hand from the yoga pants, a meaningful smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
Shen Yuyan quickly averted her gaze, her face red like blazing clouds.
Yet her body continued to tremble slightly.
By the time Xu Qing removed the blindfold, she only belatedly realized something was amiss.
At this moment, the three of them were intimately, yet awkwardly, embracing in an extremely suggestive pose.
Tang Song was pressed underneath, one arm around her waist, the other around her dazed friend.
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, slightly dulled from alcohol, suddenly cleared up a bit.
She could clearly feel the warmth and solidity of Tang Song’s chest, as well as the softness and heat of her friend’s body.
Thinking back to her friend’s jokes earlier, Xu Qing’s face immediately flushed crimson.
Instinctively, she wanted to retract her arm and break free from this suggestive "sandwich."
This guy Song is no good, with many girlfriends and plenty of tricks.
If he really found out about her and her friend’s little thoughts, they would be utterly doomed!
However, as soon as she moved, a strong hand tightened suddenly.
Pulling her and Shen Yuyan even closer together with more force.
Both friends let out a low hum simultaneously.
Xu Qing pushed at Tang Song’s chest, stammering, "Tang, Tang Song! What are you doing! And... why are you holding Yanyan? Let us go..."
Having drunk quite a bit of alcohol herself, her voice carried a hint of endearing clumsiness, with no intimidation at all.
Of course, even when sober, she had no authority over Tang Song, always being the bullied one.
"After drinking, we sweat, and it’s pretty cold today too," Tang Song’s voice sounded by her ear, deep and magnetic, "Cuddling together will keep us warmer."
"Well, well, you can’t hold both of us at the same time, that’s... inappropriate..." Xu Qing instinctively sought help from her friend next to her, "Yanyan!"
Shen Yuyan lazily leaned her cheek against Tang Song’s shoulder, her half-opened eyes filled with misty water vapor.
In a dreamy tone, she said, "It’s fine... just a hug, what’s the big deal... Qingqing, why are you so stingy."
She paused for a moment and even deliberately arched her body to gently rub against Tang Song’s chest.
"See, it’s... quite comfortable indeed."
"Ah!" Xu Qing instinctively pushed her friend, "You’re drunk, Yanyan! Don’t... don’t move around! Let’s get up!"
Shen Yuyan, however, seemed to have lost some consciousness in her drunkenness, "Let me sleep for a bit... so tired..."
After saying that, she directly closed her eyes, limply collapsing onto Tang Song and Xu Qing.
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Xu Qing froze in place, not daring to move.
Sensing the contact between the two, breathing in their distinct scents.
Tang Song lowered his head, his gaze fiery and dangerous.
The flames in his heart could no longer be suppressed.
Amidst Xu Qing’s exclamation, he captured her lips.
Xu Qing’s eyes widened, but she only resisted for a few seconds before her body softened due to the alcohol and Tang Song’s strong male scent.
In the dimly lit living room, the neon and lights outside flickered.
The air fermented with the aroma of flirtation and intoxication.
The three were pressed tightly together, in an extremely suggestive position.
Their breathing intertwined, as if to set the air ablaze.
Tang Song’s hand traced down Shen Yuyan’s waist again, covering the tight black yoga pants.
The sensation at his fingertips fueled the flames in his heart even more.
Gradually, Xu Qing also became blurred and intoxicated.
Lost in Tang Song’s passionate kiss, her breathing rapid, her heartbeat chaotic, feeling the warmth of her boyfriend and friend simultaneously close to her.
...
The night deepened.
Outside the window, the winter night wind howled.
The drunken, "unconscious" Shen Yuyan curled up on the large sofa, her eyes half-closed, her long lashes quivering, breathing softly and shallowly.
She looked as if she had completely fallen into a deep sleep.
In the other corner.
Xu Qing and Tang Song’s figures overlapped.
The maid costume she wore was somewhat disheveled, the hem lifted.
The stockings outlined her slender calves, particularly eye-catching under the light.
After a while.
Xu Qing bit her lower lip, struggling to get out a sentence, "Put... put Yanyan in the bedroom... sleeping here will make her sick..."
Tang Song, however, did not stop, his voice deep, "Later, there’s no time now."
"Um—" Xu Qing’s voice was once again silenced.
She glanced with the corner of her eye at her friend not far away, then at Tang Song above her.
The physiological excitement and psychological shame merged together.
Like strong alcohol burning her nerves.
[This is too overboard! Σ(ﾟДﾟ;≡;ﾟдﾟ)]
