Chapter 110 The Magic Beautician
Chapter 110 The Magic Beautician
Two people who had no experience in kissing just kissed each other on the lips.
Their heavy breathing sprayed on each other's faces.
Zhao Yaqian held her head high, her eyelashes fluttering like butterflies, and her face so red that it looked like blood could drip out.
The thin sun-protective jacket was opened a little, revealing the white cotton base underneath.
The flat belly and raised breasts form attractive curves.
The 19-year-old Zhao Yaqian showed absolute youthful hotness and amazing appeal.
Looking at the blushing face of his beautician friend, a strong sense of satisfaction surged in Tang Song's heart.
All the scenes that happened in the past month since I met her came to my mind.
He raised his head and met her eyes, and said softly, "Qianqian."
Zhao Yaqian slowly opened her blurry eyes and said softly, "Brother Song, you..."
"Zhao Yaqian, do you have a crush on me? I mean the kind of boyfriend-girlfriend relationship."
Zhao Yaqian lowered her head, looked at the big hand that was still on her chest, and whispered, "Yes, I like you."
The bangs on her forehead had fallen down at some point and were sandwiched between the two of them.
The air inside the car gradually became hotter.
Two newlywed boyfriend and girlfriend, in the hazy night, greedily inhaled each other's breath, feeling that they were the only ones in the whole world.
...
On the way back, Tang Song couldn't suppress the smile.
His fingers kept dancing on her thighs.
The only pity is that Qianqian was wearing long pants, it would have been better if she had worn a short skirt.
Tiankuo Garden, Building 6, Unit 2.
Zhao Yaqian got out of the car and felt her legs a little weak.
He picked up the LV gift bag from the back seat, held it in both hands and hung it in front of him, looked at Tang Song, and said with a smile: "Brother Song, thank you for your gift, I like it very much, and I have never bought such an expensive thing before."
"This bag is a medium-sized Carryall, which is very suitable for your height." Tang Song looked at the tall and sexy beautician and added: "And there is a mobile phone, which you need to use frequently."
"Yes, of course, I'll get a new phone tonight!" Zhao Yaqian looked at the phone box in the bag, her eyes full of joy.
"I mean, take more pictures and share what's inside."
"Ah——" Zhao Yaqian bit her lip, "I understand."
"That's it, go back and go to bed early. I know you're very tired today." Tang Song walked up to her and touched her soft hair, his eyes full of concern.
Zhao Yaqian nodded, walked up to him and kissed him on the cheek, blinking her big eyes, "Bye~"
"Bye~"
After walking two steps, Zhao Yaqian turned back, looked at Tang Song, and said sweetly: "Be careful on the road, I will miss you at night."
After saying this, he trotted away, with the gift bag in his hand swinging back and forth, and he walked lightly.
Looking at her departing back, Tang Song let out a long sigh.
Tonight, he felt the truth of a girl with his own hands for the first time, and his heart was filled with joy.
The only pity is that when I put my hand in, the shy beautician stopped me. It seems I have to take it step by step.
I saw the corridor lights on the 4th floor turn on and off.
Tang Song then got in the car and drove towards Yan Jingtian City.
……
As she walked into the room, Zhao Yaqian kicked off her shoes without even having time to put on slippers. She ran to the bedroom door and opened He Liting's door.
She had so much joy to share with her bestie tonight.
"Tingzi! Eh? Why aren't you here?"
Blinking, Zhao Yaqian returned to the living room and took out her cell phone from her bag.
I just turned on the screen and instantly saw several missed calls.
They are all He Liting’s.
Zhao Yaqian's face turned pale, and she suddenly realized that she seemed to have forgotten to tell He Liting that Tang Song was coming to pick her up.
Her phone is always on vibrate during working hours.
But I was in such a hurry to get off work today that I didn't have time to turn on the ringtone.
It's already 11 o'clock, and according to her normal time, she should have been home long ago.
Unlocked the screen and dialed quickly.
The call was quickly connected. Then, an anxious voice rang out: "Qianqian! What's wrong with you? Why didn't you answer the phone? Where are you?"
Zhao Yaqian said with a guilty conscience: "I'm sorry Tingzi, I forgot to tell you that Tang Song picked me up from get off work today, and I'm already home."
“Ahhh!” A burst of screams rang out, “You damn Qianqian! I was so worried about you that I waited for you at the bus stop on my electric bike for 20 minutes. You have no conscience…”
Zhao Yaqian moved the phone further away, and waited until He Liting finally stopped talking before she said coquettishly, "I'm sorry, I won't do this again in the future. Tingzi, you are a generous person, please forgive me this time."
"I'll teach you a lesson when I get back!" He Liting shouted and hung up the phone.
Zhao Yaqian stuck out her tongue, stood there for a while, her face turned red, and she took a pair of clean underwear from the balcony and returned to the bedroom.
I feel very tired today and sweat a lot, so my clothes are all wet.
When Zhao Yaqian changed into pajamas and returned to the living room, she heard hurried footsteps coming from the corridor.
Immediately afterwards, the door was opened and He Liting walked in angrily.
Just as she was about to speak, Zhao Yaqian interrupted her and said, "Tingzi, come and see what this is!"
He Liting looked in the direction of her finger and saw the open orange box and the exquisite and beautiful bag inside.
Seeing the familiar vegetable-tanned leather, He Liting walked over quickly and asked in surprise: "Is this... an LV bag?"
Zhao Yaqian's eyes sparkled with joy, and she nodded vigorously, "LV Carryall, the one Zhang Wenju showed us before."
"Is this also a high imitation?" He Li Ting widened her eyes.
Their fellow villager Zhang Wenju is also in Yancheng and gets together with them from time to time.
The other party had such a bag and often showed it off, but later it was pointed out by someone who knew the goods that it was a high imitation.
She still remembers the embarrassing scene.
Zhao Yaqian hugged the bag to her chest and said proudly, "Of course not! This must be authentic. It's a gift from Brother Song! I just checked, 2.1!"
She stood up, slung her bag over her shoulder, and turned around several times in front of He Liting.
"Isn't it beautiful? The leather shoulder strap is adjustable and can be worn on one shoulder, across the body, or detached. There is a lot of space inside, and there are many inner pockets. I tried it and it can hold a cosmetic bag, a water bottle, an umbrella, and a tablet."
She really likes this bag. It suits her height very well and she feels very cool when carrying it.
He Liting grinned, no longer caring about being angry with her, walked forward and gently touched the bag.
It feels soft and comfortable, the stitching is even and fine, and the hardware accessories are smooth and textured, giving the overall feeling of refinement and high-end.
I don’t know if it’s a preconceived illusion, but it feels much better than Zhang Wenju’s high-end imitation.
He Liting said sourly: "Qianqian, Tang Song is so good to you that he gave you such an expensive bag."
Zhao Yaqian stuck out her tongue, opened her bag, and said with a smile: "Look inside, there's something else."
He Liting was stunned for a moment, then reached in and groped around.
Then he took out an Apple mobile phone with plastic cover intact.
"Hehe, I also have the latest flagship phone now. Last time we had dinner together, Zhang Wenju and Li Yuanyuan laughed at me. I'm going to make them envy me to death!" Zhao Yaqian was sharpening her fists.
"Don't even mention them, I'm so envious!" He Liting looked at the bag and then at the mobile phone worth more than ten thousand yuan, and her eyes turned red.
I knew Tang Song drove a BMW, so his family must be quite wealthy, but I didn't expect him to be so generous.
She knew some rich boys, but she had never seen one who would give her a gift worth more than 3 yuan.
"By the way, Qianqian, what stage have you reached now?"
Hearing this, Zhao Yaqian's face immediately turned red, "Nothing serious has happened, just normal... boyfriend and girlfriend."
It wasn't a big deal, I just touched her legs and breasts through her clothes.
Thinking of the burning sensation she felt during the hug today, Zhao Yaqian closed her legs tightly and began to have some wild thoughts.
After a while, Zhao Yaqian said, "Tingzi, I never told you before, but actually Brother Song is richer than I thought. He drives a BMW now."
"Is that so... Then he is really excellent." He Liting pursed her lips, "Qianqian, I think you still know too little about him. In the future, when you get along with him, you can ask more about his situation, such as his family background, career, and emotional experience."
But she has not forgotten the beautiful, rich woman wearing Burberry.
"Yeah, I get it." Zhao Yaqian replied casually, and said with a smile: "Come on, Tingzi, let's take apart the new phone together!"
He Liting didn't say anything else. She sat on the sofa and watched Zhao Yaqian happily dismantle her phone, activate it, change the card, and migrate the data...
It wasn't until the early morning that Zhao Yaqian finally put away her phone, washed up and went to bed.
In the darkness, she lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, her mind full of scenes of her intimate contact with Tang Song.
The moonlight outside the window was covered by clouds, vague and blurry.
The 19-year-old beautician licked her lips and began to try to work her magic.
(End of this chapter)