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Chapter 562 - 562 291 Mask of Tang Song_2
Chapter 562 - 562 291 Mask of Tang Song_2
?Chapter 562: Chapter 291 [Mask of Tang Song]_2 Chapter 562: Chapter 291 [Mask of Tang Song]_2 Her interactions with him in life and work always brought different insights.
Now his charm rating had exceeded 60, and the subsequent improvement would become increasingly difficult.
Tang Song looked forward to when he would trigger a new mission from her, something like [Charm +1].
“It’s really delicious, you should try it,” Lin Muxue said with a hopeful tone.
The green grape pressed against his lips.
Tang Song slightly opened his mouth.
The grape entered his mouth, accompanied by Lin Muxue’s fingers.
Immediately, Lin Muxue’s fingers slid over his tongue, teeth, and lips unnoticed.
“Crunch—” The fresh, sweet and sour juice exploded between his teeth.
Tang Song’s gaze gradually deepened, staring straight at Xue.
Feeling his gaze, Lin Muxue’s heart skipped a beat, and her expression unnaturally lowered her head.
She had really gotten carried away, plus it had been too long since their last meeting, she couldn’t help but overdo it.
These were little tricks she had learned from the “socialite group.”
But who was Tang Song, he was very likely the man behind Su Yu! He had intricate connections with Tangzong Entertainment!
Tang Song wouldn’t be angry, would he!?
Thinking of this, Lin Muxue grew somewhat nervous, raised her head and said softly, “Um…sorry, my hand accidentally slipped in, but I washed it thoroughly.”
“Hehe.” Tang Song’s expression returned to normal as he casually picked a grape, his voice clear and magnetic, “Open your mouth.”
Lin Muxue hesitated, then her face quickly brightened, and she hurriedly parted her reddened lips.
Tang Song’s hand stopped about 10 centimeters from her lips, and he didn’t continue to feed her, but calmly looked at her.
In contact with Tang Song’s gaze, panic and nervousness flashed through Lin Muxue’s eyes as they remained opened.
She slightly lifted her rear, moved forward, and bit into the grape.
Tang Song’s lips curved upwards, pushing the grape further in, his clever fingers gently stirring inside her mouth.
Lin Muxue maintained that pose, like a cat holding onto a treat.
Her gaze gradually relaxed, and her cheeks became redder.
“Xue, I just got back from Imperial City and haven’t washed my hands yet,” Tang Song said calmly.
Lin Muxue’s eye twitched, then she moved forward a bit more on her own initiative.
She had a mild obsession with cleanliness and was usually very tidy.
However, in front of Tang Song, she felt she could let go of these bad habits.
Seeing Lin Muxue’s reaction, Tang Song’s smile widened a bit as he gently embraced her slender waist and placed Lin Muxue on his lap.
Then, Tang Song leaned forward toward her neck and inhaled, his hand moved slightly.
Lin Muxue’s body tensed instantly, her cheeks flushing red.
After a while, she finally gradually relaxed.
After all, they had had intimate contact before, and could be considered friends who knew each other inside out.
The fruit in the fruit bowl was all high-end and especially fresh.
Like the peach, it was plump, brightly colored, and tasted sweet and juicy.
Raindrops kept falling from the night sky.
Hitting the window glass, they slowly slid down the smooth surface, forming winding trails of water.
Looking out from the inside, the world on a rainy night was a blur.
Vehicles driving on the street splashed up sprays of water, their headlights diffusing a hazy glow through the mist.
Pedestrians, hurrying along with their umbrellas, appeared faint and ghostly in the rain.
“Click—” The door of the Wuling Hongguang was gently opened.
“Bang—” A purple umbrella was opened.
Carrying her bag, He Liting crawled out of the passenger seat, “Thank you, President Gao, I know you still have to pick someone up, so I won’t keep you, drive safe on the road.”
“Bye~, Yiyi.”
“Bye.”
Watching the white Wuling Hongguang S disappear around the corner, He Liting hummed a song as she walked towards the residential area.
Compared to “Lili” and “Li,” those common names, as an independent broadcaster she already had a stage name, personally given by President Tang.
“He Yiyi.” she muttered with a smile.
Now, the entire company used the friendly name “Yiyi” to address her.
Account operation for half a month had progressed smoothly.
Through video streaming and filtering products, she could now single-handedly host a two-hour live broadcast.
Moreover, just today, the talents specially recruited from Imperial City by President Tang had arrived at the company to process their entry.
Half of them were team members recruited for her.
Aside from her connection with Qianqian, it was probably also because he admired her, right?
Although it felt quite conceited, she He Yiyi was very proud.
Thinking of President Tang’s dynamic appearance in this morning’s video conference, He Liting licked her lips, excited.
On the road, the rain fell like threads of silk.
She was in the misty rain, one hand lightly lifting her skirt, the other holding an umbrella, her steps brisk, occasionally twirling and jumping to the beat of her own singing.
No matter how deep the night or how bad the weather, her good mood infected everything.
She passed through the grand lobby, took the elevator directly to the sixth floor.
Accompanied by the crisp sound of the elevator, He Liting stepped into the corridor.
She neatly placed the umbrella.
“Ding dong—” The smart lock opened as He Liting, while closing the door, called out, “Qianqian, Xue, I’m back! Still doing aerobics? The music’s pretty lively, wait up, let’s join in!”
She walked briskly into the living room wearing slippers.
He Liting’s expression suddenly jolted, and she exclaimed loudly, “President Tang!”
In the living room, Tang Song was sitting quietly on the sofa.
“Ting, good evening.” Dressed in tight sportswear, standing in front of the bay window, Xue subconsciously pulled up her pants and casually greeted her.