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Chapter 304 - 304 205 Dont do this
Chapter 304 - 304 205 Dont do this
?Chapter 304: Chapter 205 Don’t do this! Chapter 304: Chapter 205 Don’t do this! Tang Song slightly lowered his head, his lips pressing close to Wen Ruan’s cheek, taking a deep breath.
The rich fragrance, a woody scent mixed with subtle notes of lemon and white tea, was gentle, elegant, and refined.
Tang Song’s hand gently rested on her waist, feeling the firm and elastic texture of her muscles.
As his long fingers traced along, a layer of fine goosebumps sprang up on Wen Ruan’s skin.
Slowly moving upward, he touched upon a grand truth, forcefully grasping that truth.
He hugged her tightly from behind.
Her full and perky buttocks pressed against his midsection, bringing a breathtaking sensation.
A wonderful feeling that defied description seized his soul, and Tang Song couldn’t help but shudder, his mouth slowly starting to move.
“Ah~” Wen Ruan moaned softly, instantly collapsing into his arms.
With the enhancement from the “Attractive Man’s Oral Spray,” his tongue came with a +100 attack buff, and was simply irresistible.
She opened her misty eyes, looking at the handsome face so close to hers, feeling her mind sway.
Licking her lips, Wen Ruan’s hands reached back to hold his head, tilting her face back, greedily kissing his cheeks.
All these days, she had been casting spells crazily at his photo at night, and the feeling was nowhere near as strong as with the real person.
Especially when faced with Tang Song in this state, she really had no resistance.
After quite a while.
Her moist lips parted slightly, and with the voice of a Mature Lady, she said, “Little brother, you’re not mad anymore, right?”
Tang Song raised his head, his hands not ceasing their movements, “Come on, Zhuangzhuang, tell me who Gu Cheng is?”
Upon hearing this title, Wen Ruan subconsciously wanted to glare, but then helplessly said, “After all, I’m already 30 years old, it’s impossible for my family not to urge me to date, there must be several matchmaking prospects. It’s mainly to appease my family, not a boyfriend, and there’s been no romance.
Gu Cheng is someone my maternal aunt introduced me to, he works as an investment manager at a finance company…”
Next, Wen Ruan briefly recounted how they met, the blind date, and their cycling experience, without any concealment, feeling very frank.
In this respect, she didn’t feel guilty at all, nor did she think she was in the wrong.
Yet facing Tang Song, she couldn’t help wanting to explain a few words.
Even though it made her feel somewhat lowly, emotions were just that unreasonable.
“Whoosh—” The curtains were forcefully drawn closed.
The room became dim.
“Ouch!” Wen Ruan suddenly cried out, annoyed, “I’m in the middle of talking, why are you pulling down my pants!”
Fortunately, she had a rather sizable butt, otherwise her pants would have been yanked down just then.
“I’m not happy, I want to smack the ball,” Tang Song pushed and pressed Wen Ruan down onto the couch, his gaze sharp and direct.
“No!” Wen Ruan, with a flushed face, said, “Tang Song! Can you leave your sister some dignity?”
Being spanked by a younger brother several years her junior was something she just couldn’t accept.
If she were to submit, it might become normal practice in the future.
Thinking about being spanked on a whim in the future, Wen Ruan shuddered.
Tang Song didn’t answer her, his arms flexing with rising muscles, he lifted Wen Ruan straight onto his lap.
Wen Ruan, who often worked out, weighed over 130 pounds but wasn’t bloated.
Her buttocks were perky, her abdomen taut, and her chest full, forming a standard S-shaped curve.
She appeared full of health and vitality, with an excellent tactile feeling.
“Hey! If you keep this up, I’m going to scream!”
“Stop, stop, stop, Tang Song! Don’t do this! I’m getting mad! I’m really angry!”
His long, well-proportioned hand applied a slight force.
Soon, the light-colored jeans were pulled down, blindingly white, round and perky like ripe peaches.
Tang Song was somewhat stunned.
“This really isn’t okay!”
“Smack~”
“Damn you, you jerk!” Wen Ruan’s cheeks turned a dreadful red as she bit down on his arm, yet she didn’t dare to bite hard.
She wanted to resist but was so weak that she couldn’t muster any strength, so frustrated that she nearly cried.
Tang Song’s hand paused on the ‘basketball’ for quite a while, seeing the older sister in such a state, he felt an indescribable joy.
Every time they met in the past, he was always manipulated, teased over WeChat in various ways.
Today, he finally got to experience the feeling of being on the winning side, it was truly exhilarating!
Moreover, watching Wen Ruan’s body soften little by little, he felt a quiet sense of conquest.
“Slap~” “Slap~”
Tang Song’s right hand kept raising and falling, the spray splashed, the notes leapt, and the spacious luxury bedroom was filled with mist.
After a short while.
“Hiss! What are you doing? You’re going to tear my underwear!”
“It’s nothing, my left hand is free anyway, just giving you a little massage.”
“My relatives and girlfriends are still outside! Tang Song! If you keep this up, I’m really going to get angry!”
“Sister, I love you,” a magnetic voice whispered in her ear.
The bedroom fell silent for a moment, Wen Ruan gradually stopped struggling, lay on his legs, and covered her face with her hands.
Forget it, the slapping’s been done, face has been lost already.
“Mmm… Hurry up, Xiaoman is quite impulsive; I’m afraid she might come knocking on the door.”
“That… hand me the paper…”
“Not enough, give me a few more… I’ll do it myself… Ouch! Don’t do that…”
…
Oasis Garden Community.
“Wen Lan, I’m not dreaming, am I? This… message in the group…” Qian Guixiang had a stunned expression on her face, slapping Wen Lan next to her.
Wen Lan breathed rapidly, her fingers constantly swiping the screen.
In the family group chat.
[Xiaoman: “We’re at Wen Ruan’s boyfriend’s place now, this house is so beautiful! So envious of Sister Wen Ruan!”]
Below were several photos sent by Qiao Lina and Chen Xiaoman.
Panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, connected balconies, hardwood floors, dual-purpose kitchens, artistically designed islands, wraparound fabric sofas, a complete set of kitchen appliances, and high-end bathroom fittings…
A vast flat with a broad frontage, panoramic views, and exquisite decoration presented itself before their eyes,
the perfect blend of comfort and aesthetics, showcasing high-end luxury to the fullest.
Most importantly, this flat turned out to be owned by Wen Ruan’s boyfriend.
Wen Lan spoke with difficulty: “It must be true, Nana isn’t Xiaoman; she wouldn’t joke about something like this!”
Qian Guixiang’s face flushed with excitement, she stood up and paced back and forth in the living room.
She kept looking at the photos.
Their family currently lived in a 90-square-meter two-bedroom flat, incomparable to the vast flat in the photos.
The other relatives in the group seemed even more excited than she was, eagerly inquiring about Wen Ruan’s boyfriend’s details.
Qian Guixiang tremblingly typed: “@Lina, @Xiaoman, which community is this?”
Looking at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window, it was clearly in the city center, the property prices must be steep.
“Ding-dong—”
[Xiaoman: YJTC.map]
[Lina: “YJTC Building 1, the king of buildings, a 390 square meter flat, with 5 bedrooms and 5 bathrooms.”]
[Lina: Floor plan.jpg]
Qian Guixiang’s mind went “boom,” and she felt dizzy.
Having bought a new place last year and being a local for decades, she was very familiar with the real estate in Yan City.
She had certainly heard of YJTC, one of the most high-end communities, now averaging around thirty thousand yuan per square meter.
Not to mention the rare large flats inside, which would certainly exceed forty thousand yuan per square meter.
That meant, this was a flat worth 16 million yuan, not even considering the luxurious furnishing; it was simply unimaginable!
Their family was just an ordinary one, and the best they could hope for their daughter was a business elite like Gu Cheng with an annual salary of several hundred thousand yuan, living a carefree, happy, and prosperous life.
However, who’d have thought their beloved daughter had quietly landed them a nuclear bomb!
Wen Lan was also getting restless, “Guixiang, when are you inviting Tang Song over to our place for a meet? We have to be proactive, our Ruannuan is marrying up; you two better not drag her down!”
Qian Guixiang suddenly felt apprehensive, nervously saying, “But… but the argument we had with Wen Ruan before and the blind date we arranged, Tang Song must know about all that. What do we do now?”
“Ding-dong—”
[Qinqin: “No wonder my sister looks down on everyone; I’ve truly never met anyone like Tang Song before. My sister has struck gold this time!”]
[Xiaoman: “Yeah, just now downstairs, if you guys had seen it, those super cool-looking bodyguards delivering Tang Song’s brother-in-law’s Mercedes-Benz, so dashing!”]
Qian Guixiang’s mind instantly recalled her daughter’s words from yesterday afternoon.
A vast flat, a Mercedes-Benz, tall, handsome, and young, with his own company.
Could it be that her daughter was serious?!