Chapter 1767: Chapter 602: Cinderella’s Invitation, Qingqing Wants to Show Off_2

Make a wish... something bold, yet won’t make it difficult for him.

Just then.

Opposite, Qiuqiu suddenly whispered, "Lingling."

"Oh... what’s up, Qiuqiu?" Yao Lingling quickly put away her phone and looked up.

Qiuqiu was silent for a moment, her voice carrying a hint of indistinguishable complex emotions, "I... could I stay over at your place tonight? I want to discuss some design-related issues with you."

"Huh?" Yao Lingling was initially stunned, then her face broke into a wide grin of surprise, "Sure! Of course! We have half a day off tomorrow, right? We can have brunch together. There’s a new place near Ke University’s South Gate..."

Yao Lingling started chattering away excitedly.

She had invited Qiuqiu several times before, but Qiuqiu always found various excuses to decline.

Now that her work was a big hit, it was the happiest moment for her, and the idea of having someone to talk to and share this joy with was more than welcome.

Qiuqiu took a bite of fruit and said softly, "Thank you."

Although she was happy with Tang Song, she still felt guilty towards her senior.

Especially today, while her senior was working diligently for the company, she was having intimate moments with Tang Song in the office.

The guilt and shame of betrayal made her restless.

Her senior hadn’t seen Tang Song for half a month, and they just crossed that final boundary. Tonight, they’d definitely want to spend quality time together.

It would be inconvenient for her to stay at home.

She also wanted to give her senior and Tang Song some space to be alone.

This might be a way to ease her guilt.

Considering her senior’s current financial status, she should consider moving to a new place.

Bamboo Stream Community is too far from the company, and her senior had that thought as well.

Perhaps... she should take this opportunity to move out.

But she’s always been timid.

In the past, she stayed in the dorms with roommates, and after graduation, she mustered up the courage to share a place with her senior.

If she really moved out, where would she go?

She glanced at the lively and cheerful Lingling opposite her, feeling a little stirred inside.

...

Close to midnight.

A black Mercedes-Benz E300L slowly drove into the silent Bamboo Stream Community.

The car parked in the spot, and they both got out, one after the other.

Returning to the familiar rental room.

Gao Mengting casually took off her coat, exhaling a long breath. The moment she dropped her defenses, she became relaxed and laid-back.

Suddenly, she lost control of her body, her feet lifted off the ground, and she was airborne.

"Ah!" She exclaimed, instinctively wrapping her arms around Tang Song’s neck, half annoyed, half amused, she patted him, "What are you doing?! You startled me!"

"Doing." Tang Song looked at her, his voice unusually sincere, impactful.

Gao Mengting’s face flushed red in an instant, glaring at him, "Vulgar and crude!"

"Heh," Tang Song chuckled, his hand slid directly under her clothes, "Partner, tell me how you’d like me to treat you later? Let’s see which one of us is really vulgar and crude."

He clearly remembered the first time they were together, how this literary young woman vividly and straightforwardly described the whole process with emotive language.

And now she was turning the tables.

He wouldn’t let her off that easy.

Gao Mengting’s body shivered instantly, her eyes widened, and she quickly clamped her legs together.

"Hey hey hey... I haven’t taken a shower yet... don’t..."

The two of them fooled around on the sofa in the living room for a while.

Eventually, Gao Mengting blushingly broke free from his "clutches" and escaped into the bathroom.

When Tang Song finished freshening up and pushed open the bedroom door, he saw that his partner was already "ready."

The room’s air conditioner was on, sending out waves of warm air.

She had changed into a close-fitting pure white cami nightdress, accentuating her perfect, smooth silhouette elegantly.

Her hair was casually tied up in a relaxed bun, exposing her long, smooth neck and delicate collarbones.

She wasn’t looking at her phone, nor was she reading a book, just sitting there quietly, one foot resting on the low stool by the bed, the other leg hanging naturally.

The entire person, under the warm yellow bedside lamp, looked particularly beautiful and sexy.

"Close the door, it’s so cold!" Gao Mengting shivered, wrapping herself in a blanket.

After all, it was late autumn in Yan City, with nighttime temperatures in the single digits and not yet the time for central heating, so it was indeed very cold.

Tang Song closed the door casually and walked slowly towards her.

Gao Mengting looked up, her eyes that were always full of laughter now filled with gentle tears.

She didn’t speak; she just reached out her hand to him.

Gently unfastening his belt, her fingertips traced slow, exploratory circles over his firm abs.

"It’s so amazing!" Gao Mengting exclaimed, her face full of awe, with those beautiful eyes harboring both innocence and daring, "Like a tree rising in spring, full of vitality, making one... want to hold onto, to cling to, to cover it completely."

Her voice was hoarse and lazy.

The unique artistic quality that belonged to her was fully displayed at this moment.

Listening to her frank and artistic tease, Tang Song could no longer hold back.

With a low groan, he pressed her onto the soft bed, turning over to cover her.

Indulgently feeling her even and smooth curves.

Gao Mengting turned her head slightly to avoid his eager kiss, then pressed her warm lips onto his jaw, moving downwards, softly kissing over his Adam’s apple, collarbone...