Chapter 421: So annoying, working overtime until late

Chapter 421: So annoying, working overtime until late

Chapter 421: So annoying, working overtime until late

"BGM: I'm fine, but sometimes regrets will fall from my eyes. I'm fine, no matter how hard I try to forget, I still can't forget..."

The slender fingers gently plucked the strings of the guitar, and the melody flowed like a stream.

The sad and gentle emotions touch the heartstrings through his voice and the vibrations of the strings.

His profile looked particularly three-dimensional under the light, with his brows lowered and his expression focused, as if the whole world was immersed in his music.

Yao Lingling, who was sitting next to Tang Song, gradually became dazed.

Her love for Tang and Song did not come overnight.

When I first saw that note on Xiaohongshu, I was thinking about raising a digital pet.

It was the subsequent "Pot Cover Hair" incident that really brought the two together.

Out of guilt and fun, she dragged Zhang Jiahong and Li Shumin to participate in this grand development game.

Then I witnessed with my own eyes that he transformed from a slightly fat otaku into a well-known and energetic young man.

His strong execution ability and perseverance deeply shocked her.

Then came the meeting in person at the beef noodle restaurant.

But what really moved me was seeing his exquisite sketches, genius clothing designs, and the OPPO find x6pro, which I still treasure very much.

Yao Lingling took a deep breath and looked at him with watery eyes, her face flushed and hot.

The evening breeze blew, and his casual shirt and messy black hair swayed slightly.

His whole body is filled with a strong literary and artistic atmosphere.

Such a sweet and salty little brother is talented, low-key, introverted, gentle and handsome.

No wonder my friendships have soured and I feel inexplicably anxious.

...

The guitar gradually stopped playing.

The living room was quiet for a moment, followed by a burst of applause.

Zhang Jiahong and Li Shumin's faces turned red and they shouted excitedly.

Qiuqiu put down the things in her hands a little awkwardly, her lips slightly parted, and she just kept clapping her hands.

"Senior, you are so amazing!" Yao Lingling blinked her sparkling eyes and said shyly, "You play guitar really well, sing really well, and you are so handsome too."

"Senior, I feel like you can debut right here!"

"Invincible! I feel the double impact of senior's looks and talent!"

Tang Song put the guitar aside and said, "Keep a low profile, keep a low profile."

Yao Lingling stood up and walked quickly to Qiuqiu, hugged her affectionately, "Welcome to our home, sister Qiuqiu. You, why are you bringing anything when you're here? Aren't you being too polite?"

"No..." Qiuqiu was about to say something.

Yao Lingling picked up the fruit on the ground and said with a smile: "Wow, mangosteen, Qiuyue pear, golden kiwi, these are all fruits we like to eat, and it just so happens that we haven't cut the fruit plate yet. We won't be polite to you, Minmin, go cut the plate quickly."

"Here I come." Li Shumin trotted over to take the fruit. "Thank you, sister Qiuqiu, hehe."

After being teased by them, Cheng Qiuqiu, who was originally a little nervous, quickly relaxed and said, "You're welcome. It's my duty."

"Good evening, Qiuqiu." Tang Song stood up with a smile.

Their eyes met, and Cheng Qiuqiu looked away awkwardly, "Good evening, Tang Song. I'm sorry I'm late. The road was congested."

She had arrived at Xingchen Garden Community ten minutes ago, but found that she had forgotten to buy fruit, so she ran to the fruit shop next to the community in a hurry. As a result, she was late.

"It's okay, come and sit down." Yao Lingling pulled Cheng Qiuqiu's arm and came to the dining table, saying excitedly, "Now that we are all here, let's get started!"

After saying that, he asked everyone to sit down.

Soon, Li Shumin, who had cut the fruit plate, also came over.

The induction cooker is turned on, the steaming hot pot, the red soup is boiling, and it exudes a rich aroma.

Tender green vegetables, fresh meat slices, crystal shrimp...

They all fell into the soup.

"Come on, come on, cheers!"

"Qiuqiu, you came here by bike, right? Then you should have a drink. What would you like to drink?"

"I can do it."

"Then let's go with pineapple beer. It goes better with our beer."

"Well, thank you."

"Da—" Yao Lingling casually pulled open the pull ring and handed it to Cheng Qiuqiu, "Eat more meat, there are still several boxes in the refrigerator, enough for you!"

The aluminum can that had just been taken out of the refrigerator came into contact with the hot steam and instantly condensed into fine water droplets.

The cool air contrasts sharply with the warmth of the hot pot.

"Cheers!" "Cheers!"

Cheng Qiuqiu held the pineapple beer, felt the jubilant atmosphere around her, and looked at Yao Lingling and Tang Song beside her.

Then he whispered, "Cheers."

In an instant, an indescribable tranquility and satisfaction dispelled all the entanglement and darkness in her heart.

The cooked ingredients are coated with slightly spicy sesame sauce, and the wonderful flavor explodes in your mouth.

The heat from the hot pot gave everyone's cheeks a faint blush, and laughter and conversation were heard one after another.

They talked about music, design, clothing, and the latest gossip...

At some point, the sound of guitar began to float in the living room again, accompanied by Cheng Qiuqiu's slightly cold voice.

The night outside the window is dark, but inside the house is warm and comfortable.

……

Full of wine and food.

Zhang Jiahong pushed Yao Lingling and signaled in the direction of the bedroom with her eyes.

Yao Lingling, who had drunk a lot of beer, was obviously much bolder. She patted Tang Song on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Senior, come with me. I have a small gift for you."

"Hmm?" Tang Song looked at her in confusion and stood up. "What is it?"

"Hehe, you'll know soon." Yao Lingling took Tang Song's arm and led him towards her bedroom.

Watching the two people leaving, Cheng Qiuqiu was very curious, but did not say anything. She just continued to drink the pineapple beer in her hand in silence.

Pushing open the bedroom door, soft light spills into the room.

Yao Lingling had obviously cleaned the room carefully, making it clean, tidy, private and warm.

"Wait a moment." Yao Lingling said, and quickly walked to the wardrobe and took out a dark gray high-end dust bag from it.

The handle of the bag is made of leather of the same color, which is soft but strong. There is also a dark blue silk ribbon tied at the mouth of the bag, on which the names of Tang and Song are embroidered.

Yao Lingling put it on the bed with a smile on her face, "Here, this is it!"

"Is this... a suit?" Through some details, Tang Song quickly guessed what was inside.

"Yeah." Yao Lingling bit her lip lightly and said seriously, "Thank you for taking care of me all the time, senior. I made a lot of money because of your design drafts, and I have been thinking about giving you a gift. I designed this suit myself based on the body data you gave me recently. See if you like it."

Open the dust bag and the full appearance of the suit is revealed before your eyes.

Dark blue, pure wool worsted fabric, fine and elastic texture, with a light luster on the surface.

As someone who owns several sets of haute couture suits, Tang Song can naturally roughly judge the price of fabrics.

Looking at the junior schoolmate beside him, Tang Song said softly, "Thank you, Lingling."

Making formal clothes by yourself is not an easy task, and Yao Lingling must have prepared for it for a long time.

"Don't say that. I should be the one thanking you." Yao Lingling put her hands down in front of her and said expectantly, "Senior, try it on. If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, I can adjust it."

"Okay." Tang Song nodded and started to unbuckle his belt.

Yao Lingling uttered an “Ah” and her face instantly turned red. “Um…do you need me to go out for a while?”

"It's up to you. You can stay and help me put it on." Tang Song winked at her.

"This...this..." Yao Lingling couldn't resist such temptation. "Ahem, as a professional fashion designer, it's actually nothing. I've seen a lot of models, so it's just right for me to carefully check your size."

Tang Song smiled and took off his casual pants.

Yao Lingling's throat rolled and her eyes stared at his exposed legs.

The thigh muscles are bulging and there is almost no trace of fat.

The calf has a soft texture curve from the calf to the Achilles tendon, which is symmetrical and beautiful.

It can be said that these are legs that make women drool when they see them!

The proportions and lines were better than any models she had seen before.

Then, she couldn't help but move her eyes upwards to look at his underwear, and her face instantly became hot.

After putting on the suit, Tang Song felt it carefully and found that it was basically the right size.

The fabric is soft and smooth, yet crisp and stylish.

The cut is extremely sophisticated, with a natural, flowing shoulder line and a slightly nipped-in waist that frames the figure.

It is suitable for formal occasions without appearing too formal.

It is extremely breathable and the details are carefully considered.

"How is it?" Tang Song stood elegantly in front of Yao Lingling and swayed his body left and right.

Yao Lingling walked over to him, touched the details, and said with sparkling eyes: "The shoulders seem a little tight, probably because you have improved your figure recently. I will adjust it for you over the weekend. I deliberately left the trouser legs a little longer, but now it looks just right."

"Well, thank you for your hard work." Tang Song nodded.

His body proportions did change slightly after the system props were adjusted, so this custom-made suit that was tailored to his body would have errors.

It is mainly reflected in shoulder width and leg length.

Yao Lingling pinched his cuffs, looked at Tang Song in front of her, and praised sincerely: "I have to say, senior is really handsome in formal wear!"

After all, these are clothes she made by herself, and paired with her senior's figure and appearance, they really appeal to her aesthetic taste!
She was drooling at the sight.

"It just so happens that the weather is getting colder now, so I will wear it more often in the future."

"As long as the senior likes it."

Looking at the innocent, shy, rosy-cheeked junior high school girl, Tang Song's gaze lingered on her plump buttocks in gym pants for a moment, and his heart skipped a beat.

He walked up to her, opened his arms and hugged her gently.

Feeling Tang Song's warm embrace and the aroma of hot pot soup base, Yao Lingling's heart rate instantly soared to 160.

An ambiguous feeling rushed to my head.

Because she had drunk a lot of wine, she was now very bold. She even put her hand on Tang Song, secretly feeling his smooth muscle lines.

It was quiet for a while, and Tang Song's hand moved down unnoticeably and placed on the waist and hips of the junior girl.

It's bouncy and soft, like pressing on an elastic sponge. The muscles and fat under the skin give the palm ample rebound force.

The feel was perfect and Tang Song couldn't help but use more force.

"Oh!" Yao Lingling cried out, her body trembled violently, her eyes widened, "Senior...Senior..."

"Um, your gym pants are quite slippery, sorry." Tang Song smiled awkwardly.

"Well...actually...that's not what I meant, it's just...it's okay..." Yao Lingling stammered, not knowing what she was saying.

Looking at the junior school girl who was a little down, Tang Song chuckled, lowered his head and kissed her on the face, "Anyway, thank you Lingling for the gift, it's thoughtful."

Yao Lingling touched her face and felt dizzy, as if she was drunk.

"No...you're welcome."

Tang Song let go of his junior high school sister, took off his suit, and changed back into his original clothes.

"Don't worry about it, Senior. I'll take care of it." Yao Lingling hurried over, folded the suit carefully, and put it into the dust bag with great care. She blushed and whispered, "Senior, if you are not in a hurry to go home tonight, how about the five of us play some games together?"

"Okay, I haven't played for a long time either, let's play in a five-person team and gain points!" Returning to the living room, feeling the teasing looks from her two roommates, Yao Lingling glared back at them fiercely.

Soon, the five people gathered together.

Shouts of joy rang out in the living room.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Go and ask for support! Zilong, come and save us!"

"Ah! Minmin, are you saving your healing skills for when you give birth? Why don't you know how to press it?"

"I was frightened by Arthur and Dian Wei in the bushes. They attacked me right away. I was scared to death! Qiuqiu, come on and kill them!"

"I...I don't have a big move."

...

……

North City Garden Community.

"Click——" The door was gently opened.

Shen Yuyan walked in dragging his tired body.

After changing into slippers and walking into the living room, he lazily called out in the direction of the bedroom: "Qingqing."

No response.

Shen Yuyan took out a bottle of juice from the refrigerator, gulped down half of it, and let out a long breath.

Because of Hou Shaoyuan's sale of equity, several managers from their company got together for dinner tonight.

As an investor who had been there from the very beginning, Hou Shaoyuan's departure dealt a heavy blow to the company's morale.

In order to ensure the stable development of the company, Shen Yuyan had to give them some psychological support and give them a boost.

Came to the door of the second bedroom.

Listening to the exciting BGM inside, Shen Yuyan chuckled, shook his head, and pushed the door open.

Then the corner of his eye twitched.

Xu Qing, wearing a wig and cosplaying as EVA Asuka, is posing in front of the dressing mirror on the bed.

It was obvious that Miss Xu Qing was no longer confident and was practicing in advance for tomorrow's "photo shoot".

This is an extremely rare situation.

Seeing her best friend suddenly walk in, Xu Qing shouted in a childish tone: "Are you sympathizing with me? Don't compare me with yourself."

"Stop playing. I don't want to play with you." Shen Yuyan went straight up and took off her wig, gently pinching her cheeks, "Qingqing, you have to work hard. Maybe I will have to rely on you for support in the future."

After saying that, Shen Yuyan hugged her best friend and lay down on the bed.

The successive setbacks at work made her gradually lose her confidence.

I have to appear confident and energetic in front of my colleagues, but now I am in a state of fatigue and depression.

Xu Qing pursed her lips, hugged her bestie tightly, and kissed her on the face, "Don't be afraid, we still have 2% of Fanfusuzi's shares. When the company goes public in the future, our bestie will be financially independent! She can drive the same sports car, buy a villa at the beach, and hang out with young models every day..."

Xu Qing talked nonsense and made big promises, which made Shen Yuyan laugh out loud.

The two best friends hugged each other and kissed each other on the bed for a while.

Shen Yuyan suddenly leaned close to Xu Qing's ear and whispered, "Qingqing is going to check into a room with a boy for the first time tomorrow. I'm going to give you a very important little gift that will ensure that everything goes well for you tomorrow. You must keep it carefully."

"What gift? So awesome?! Let me see it!" Xu Qing's face was full of surprise.

Shen Yuyan chuckled, took out a small square box from his trouser pocket, and stuffed it into Xu Qing's hand, "Be sure to keep it well."

Xu Qing widened her dark eyes and looked at the box in her hand curiously.

【Durex Daring Love 10 Pack】

Xu Qing: (ω)!

"Durex?"

Shen Yuyan leaned close to her ear and said with a smile: "Well, taking medicine is not good for your health."

"Ah!" Xu Qing exclaimed, and threw the Durex in her hand away, her face burning as she shouted, "You scheming man, I... I can't use it at all, I said it was just for cosplay photos!"

Shen Yuyan smiled noncommittally, "Actually, I haven't seen the real thing either. Why don't you open a package and take a look, and learn how to wear it first? Then maybe Tang Song will ask you to help him."

"I! I!" Xu Qing buried her head in the quilt, "No!"

Damn Xiao Songzi, he wouldn't really force myself to help him dress himself, right?

With your hands or some other part of your body?
Then he pressed himself down on the bed and engaged in inhumane violence.

Oh my God!
Xu Qing:∑(0О0)
……

Xingchen Garden Community.

"Time flies." Yao Lingling reluctantly said, "Be careful on your way home, and remember to let me know when you get home."

"Bye." "Bye." "Qiuqiu, ride slowly on the road."

When he arrived at the entrance and saw the helmet hanging on the shelf, Tang Song paused.

Looking at Cheng Qiuqiu, he said, "I just had hotpot and drank some wine, and I feel a little stuffy. Can you give me a ride to get some fresh air?"

Today is a very cloudy day and the weather is very cool.

There are not many cars on the road at this time, which is very suitable for cycling.

"Uh..." Qiuqiu was stunned, with an unnatural expression on her face, her red lips slightly parted, "Okay."

"OK." Tang Song smiled and blinked, then turned around and said, "Lingling, can I lend you a helmet?"

"Okay." Yao Lingling quickly took off a black half helmet and handed it over. "Qiuqiu, senior, please be safe on the road and try to ride slowly. When you are free, the three of us can ride together. I know a very beautiful route."

"Yeah, okay." Tang Song took the helmet and put it on to try it out. Since it was a universal half helmet, the size was acceptable.

Cheng Qiuqiu stood there in a daze, her face slightly flushed, but not noticeably.

The two went downstairs and walked to the Suzuki GSX250R.

Looking at this familiar motorcycle, Tang Song couldn't help but smile faintly, and said with emotion: "You were riding this motorcycle when we first met. I felt it was so beautiful, cool and sassy at the time."

Hearing Tang Song's praise, Cheng Qiuqiu's heart skipped a beat and her face blushed again.

Biting her lip, she quickly put on her helmet and swiftly straddled the bike.

The voice was low: "Okay, get in the car."

"Yeah." Tang Song nodded slightly, and couldn't help but look at Qiuqiu who was riding a motorcycle.

Wearing dark jeans, black base, a black helmet, black shoes, and a black backpack, he formed a huge contrast with the glacier white motorcycle below.

Under the light, her slightly leaning forward body reveals an excellent waist-to-hip ratio.

I have to say, Qiuqiu looks really handsome riding a motorcycle.

Tang Song rolled over and sat directly on the back seat of the motorcycle. He leaned forward, put his hands around Qiuqiu's waist, and placed them on the fuel tank cover of the motorcycle.

Cheng Qiuqiu, who was sitting in front of him, trembled slightly and moved forward subconsciously.

"Sit tight."

The engine emitted a low roar.

The white Suzuki GSX250 slowly drove out of the Xingchen Garden community.

The night flows silently.

The wind whistled past my ears and the scenery on both sides of the street flew quickly backwards.

There were few cars around and the only sound was the roar of engines.

At this moment, Cheng Qiuqiu, who was carrying Tang Song, threw away all the negative emotions in his mind and let the evening breeze wrap him up.

Her long hair flew out from behind the helmet, dancing in the wind and falling on his face, tickling him.

A fresh fragrance wafted over him, and Tang Song looked at the female rider in front of him with his eyes slightly narrowed.

Feeling the coolness of early autumn is extremely refreshing.

The car drove smoothly for a long time and suddenly stopped on the side of the road.

Tang Song tilted his head slightly and asked, "What's wrong QQ?"

Cheng Qiuqiu squeezed the handlebars tightly and asked with some shame: "Then... where do you live?"

Although she looked calm and indifferent along the way, she was actually very uneasy in her heart. She didn't even think much and subconsciously drove in the direction of her residence.

Hearing her words, Tang Song chuckled, "I live in Yanjing Tiancheng Community, right in the city center. Actually, this direction is not wrong."

"Oh, that's good." Cheng Qiuqiu nodded and started the car again.

A few minutes later.

The motorcycle slowly stopped outside the south gate of Yan Jingtian City.

"Bye, be careful on the road."

"Bye~" Cheng Qiuqiu lowered her head slightly and waved at him. Just as she was about to leave, she added, "You play the guitar really well."

Soon, the black-clad female rider and the white Suzuki disappeared into the night.

……

Back to the large flat.

Tang Song leaned lazily on the sofa, admiring the night view of the city outside the window for a while.

Then he took out his cell phone and looked at it. There were already several unread messages on it.

[Xu Qing: "Well, I'm going to the mall to buy some nice cosplay costumes tomorrow. What character do you think is suitable for me to cosplay tomorrow?"]

【Xu Qing: "Also, remember to book a room in advance. Tomorrow is the weekend and there might be too many people."】

Seeing Xu Qing's message, Tang Song raised his eyebrows in surprise. He always felt that she had been too proactive these days.

She had previously invited me to take private photos, and now she has taken the initiative to buy me the cosplay costumes I like.

This is very abnormal. He must be asking for help from me.

With a smile, Tang Song casually posted a few of his favorite characters.

Seeing that Xu Qing hadn't responded yet, his eyes flickered slightly.

Suddenly I remembered that this girl Xu Qing still owes me several hentai stories. I wonder if she has finished writing them.

I’ll get a chance to read with her tomorrow, it’ll be so much fun!
Thinking of this, Tang Song couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Open QQ and log in to your secondary account again.

As soon as I came online, messages popped up one after another. Except for system messages, most of them were from the "Qingqing is not full fan group".

After a quick glance, Tang Song paused and looked at an unread message in surprise.

Zhang Yan?

Tang Song opened the chat box and a rather long message appeared on the screen. It was sent by her 7 days ago.

QQ's unread messages can be retained on the server for about 7 days. If it is later, the message will probably not be visible.

【Zhang Yan: “I’m so annoyed. I worked overtime until very late today.

The company took on a new project and the boss asked us to sort out a bunch of information on a temporary basis, and we have been busy until now.

The subway was about to stop running, so I had to take a taxi back with my colleagues.

The night in Guangzhou is quite lively, with busy streets and flashing neon lights, it's really beautiful.

It's been a while since I last messaged you. A lot has happened around me recently. Some friends left me, and I made new friends.

It is worth mentioning that I finally moved and got rid of the landlord who had some mental illness.

I moved to an old neighborhood. The lights in the corridor were always broken, so I had to go upstairs in the dark every time I got home at night.

I almost fell when I was going upstairs yesterday. Fortunately, I held on to the stairs and only scraped my hand.

Suddenly I felt so stupid, but I couldn't help laughing. 】

(End of this chapter)