Free Web NovelChapter 1995: Chapter 660: Besties, A Chance Encounter (Part 2)
The slim waist that couldn’t be gripped, combined with the round hips wrapped in jeans below, formed an almost exaggerated perfect "hourglass" shape.
After the craziness of last night, Tang Song could more profoundly appreciate the astonishing superiority of the junior’s Born to be fit.
His heart couldn’t help but heat up again.
However, considering it was her first time, some restraint was still necessary.
Seemingly hearing movement at the door, Yao Lingling turned around.
Beaming, she said, "Senior! I’m all packed up! Should we... get going?"
Hidden in her voice was a hint of melancholy she didn’t even realize.
Tang Song stepped forward and asked in a half-joking tone:
"Tell me, junior Lingling, are you satisfied with my performance as your ’one-day boyfriend’? If you were to rate me, would I get a five-star review? Here’s a tip: good reviews come with cashback."
Yao Lingling was taken aback at his words and then pretended to seriously assess him with her arms crossed, having a good look at him from head to toe.
Then, mimicking the tone of a food review blogger, she earnestly critiqued, "Hmm... Looks, physique, and attitude are great, massage techniques are superb, core business capabilities though..."
She paused here, leaned in playfully, and said, "That part we don’t know much about, considering there was only one instance, not enough data to judge, hehe."
Tang Song’s eyes were full of laughter, and he reached out to lightly slap her back, feeling the exhilarating bounce of her toned body.
"So, how about another ’inspection’?"
"Oh my! Senior, you’re so naughty!"
The pure junior covered her behind, her cheeks flushed again.
Then, she extended her hand confidently, "Oh right! Where’s the ’cashback’?"
Tang Song blinked, "I’ll give it to you another day."
"Hmph, are you planning to welch?"
"That’s impossible."
Amidst their playful banter, the earlier tinge of farewell melancholy was instantly washed away.
...
In the evening, the Bentley Continental GT slowly stopped outside North City Garden Community.
The early onset of night in early winter was particularly prominent.
The streetlights were already on, and their hazy glow stretched their shadows long.
Tang Song accompanied Yao Lingling all the way to the foot of Building 4.
The previously chattering junior suddenly fell silent.
She looked up at Tang Song in front of her, her eyes that always sparkled now flickering with complex emotions.
"Do you have something to say to me?" Tang Song gently asked.
Yao Lingling bit her lower lip, lightly asking in a seemingly casual, friendly tone, "Senior, what’s your relationship with President Gao?"
"We’re a couple."
"Then... Sister Wen Ruan, is she also...?"
"She is."
"And that Assistant Lin... she’s one too?"
Tang Song looked at her and candidly replied, "Yes, she is."
Yao Lingling quietly gazed at him for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter.
It seemed she regained her usual carefree and hearty cheerfulness.
She extended her finger, poked Tang Song’s chest, and teased, "Wow! Senior, you really are an incorrigible jerk!"
Tang Song awkwardly "cough"ed, "Uh... it’s okay, haven’t you always called me bad?"
The two had always been good friends, often teasing each other online, with a laid-back conversational style.
It’s just that in these matters, he was somewhat guilty.
Seeing his expression, Yao Lingling laughed even more joyfully.
The wind blew gently through her hair, stirring it softly.
Suddenly, she tiptoed up and pressed her cold cheek gently to his.
Tang Song’s gaze moved, just about to say something.
The junior quickly pecked his lips, her cheeks flaring red.
Shyly and sincerely, she whispered, "This weekend, I was really happy. I just... hope we can play ball together again in the future, senior."
After speaking, she dared not stay any longer and turned to run.
At the entrance of the unit, she couldn’t resist turning back.
She showed him a smile that seemed to melt the entire winter night.
"Goodbye, senior."
Tang Song gazed at her, a slight stir in his heart, "Goodbye, Lingling."
Her silhouette disappeared inside the unit door.
A long while later, Tang Song withdrew his gaze and exhaled a puff of white air.
He turned and walked out.
The white Bentley Continental GT lit up.
The tires crunched over withered yellow leaves, heading into the city’s express road.
Outside the window, the neon lights stretched into enchanting light trails.
Over ten minutes later.
It slowly drove into the underground garage of YJHT.
The elevator ascended straight up, stopping at the 5th floor.
"Ding dong——"
The door swung open, and Tang Song stepped inside.
The indoor light was soft, warm, and elegant.
The sound of laughter from a variety show mixed with the sweet aroma of cream popcorn wafted from the living room.
Tang Song changed into slippers and headed into the living room.
There he saw the beautician curled up on the off-white sofa.
Her legs were tucked in, holding a fluffy pillow, her gaze focused on the TV screen.
Hearing the commotion, Zhao Yaqian immediately turned her head, beaming the moment she saw him.
"Brother Song, you’re here!"
She almost bounced up from the sofa, her voice bubbling with unmistakable joy and excitement.
She was wearing a striped spaghetti strap dress in a mix of off-white and gray.
The knitted fabric fit snugly against her graceful figure, with a pair of perfect legs that shone with a milk-like smooth and delicate luster under the soft lighting of the living room.
"Good evening, Qianqian." Tang Song smiled and opened his arms towards her.
The beautician chuckled softly and directly sprang forward with her long legs.
