Chapter 561 Down with Tang and Song!

Chapter 561 Down with Tang and Song!

Chapter 561 Down with Tang and Song!
The wind blew into the bedroom through the half-open window, bringing with it the unique coolness of autumn nights.

Cheng Qiuqiu sat leaning against the head of the bed, with a drawing board on her knees and a sketching pencil in her fingertips.

The pen tip made a rustling sound on the paper.

On the manuscript paper, a figure gradually took shape.

Short hair, turtleneck sweater, calm expression...

The artistic temperament cannot be hidden in the interweaving of light and shadow.

When she reached the eyes, her hand suddenly stopped.

The tip of the pen hung in the air and did not fall down for a long time.

She lowered her head and stared at the half-finished outline in the painting with a gloomy expression.

In my mind, scenes of memories seem to emerge uncontrollably.

The chance encounter at the car dealership, his outstretched hand, the sound and closeness of the two riding for a test drive, the intimacy on the bus, his smile when we ate hot pot together, shopping...

Cheng Qiuqiu was stunned for a long time, finally put down the pencil, slowly stood up and walked to the window.

She folded her arms, rested her forehead lightly against the cold glass, and looked downstairs through the night.

The street was silent and nothing could be seen clearly, with only the occasional flash of car lights passing by.

"Tang and Song..."

She whispered, then sighed.

She opened the hanging cross-body bag and took out a hairpin from it.

This was given to her by Tang Song when they were shopping in the afternoon.

It’s not expensive, just a small shop on the roadside, only a few dozen dollars.

But it made her heart beat for a long time.

It feels like receiving candy from my grandma when I was a child.

Cheng Qiuqiu gently stroked the hairpin, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and then quickly fell down.

When did you start liking him?

She tried hard to recall and find a clear node, but found that it was a gradual process.

First encounter at Weiguang Coffee, Su Yu support in Shanghai, cycling in the ancient town, Lingling’s birthday party, Songmei clothing…

Every time she thought her story with him was over for the time being, she would meet him again somewhere.

Even Cheng Qiuqiu herself had to admit that they were really destined to be together.

Maybe I've already developed a liking for you.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to sit on his back seat while riding.

However, due to long-term psychological and physiological problems, her heart unconsciously resisted this kind of affection.

Including the later discovery of the relationship between the senior and him.

I began to suppress my emotions, trying to block out these unrealistic thoughts.

But the more it is suppressed, the more violent the backlash will be.

Cheng Qiuqiu bit her lips hard.

Gao Mengting values ​​her friends very much, and especially after experiencing betrayal, she is particularly sensitive about the issue of "trust".

She really didn't want to hurt this kind senior.

And tonight, she felt the temptation from her senior.

During the six months they lived together, although they were not very close due to their busy work, Gao Mengting knew her very well.

I also know her psychological and physiological problems.

That's why the senior was so surprised when she saw her sitting in the back seat of Tang Song.

After that, whether it was buying wine in the supermarket or taking a walk just now.

All of this shows that the senior student may have seen through her thoughts.

Will he kick her out later? Will he hate her?
What choice would Tang and Song make?
He started a business with his senior and they have a very close relationship. For his senior, he would definitely distance himself from her.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I was wrong."

She murmured softly, a look of pain on her face.

She slapped herself hard and pinched her thigh several times.

She is a person who easily falls into extremes.

At this moment.

"Click--" the sound of the door lock turning was heard.

The footsteps followed one after another.

"Qiuqiu, we're back!" Gao Mengting's lazy voice rang out.

Cheng Qiuqiu quickly came out of her state, gathered her hair and covered her cheeks.

Pretending to remain calm, I opened the bedroom door.

The light in the living room was gentle, and two people came in at the door, snuggling together.

Gao Mengting leaned on Tang Song's arm to change her slippers. She looked relaxed with a smile on her face.

"Senior, you're back." Cheng Qiuqiu quickly stepped forward to take the coat, poured two cups of hot water and placed them on the coffee table, "Drink some hot water."

"Thank you Qiuqiu, I just happened to be a little thirsty."

Gao Mengting took it generously and gulped down most of it.

Tang Song picked up another cup, took a sip, and looked at her thoughtfully.

It's been just over half an hour since I last saw her, but the [Dream Flower Seed] on her head has grown a lot bigger and is shaking violently, emitting a soft but uneasy emerald green light.

Looking at her calm appearance, Tang Song shook his head silently.

What a dark-minded girl...

"By the way, Qiuqiu." Gao Mengting put down the water glass and suddenly said, "Tang Song drank tonight and plans to stay here for one night. Do you have any objection?"

Cheng Qiuqiu rolled his throat and whispered, "No problem."

After saying that, she subconsciously glanced at Tang Song who was standing there, and her heart beat faster and faster.

"Haha, that's good. I was really afraid that you couldn't accept it." Gao Mengting chuckled and patted Tang Song's chest. "I've sweated a lot. I need to take a shower first. There are fruits and yogurt in the refrigerator. Don't be polite. Take whatever you want."

Then she took two changes of clothes and a bath towel from the balcony and went into the bathroom.

The living room suddenly became quiet, with only the two of them.

Cheng Qiuqiu glanced at Tang Song, then immediately looked away and whispered, "What do you want to eat? I'll get it for you."

"No need." Tang Song shook his head, walked to her, and whispered, "Are you okay, Qiuqiu?"

"I, I'm fine. I'm fine." She shrank back, trying to keep some distance.

Tang Song raised his eyebrows slightly and waved, "Come here."

Cheng Qiuqiu hesitated for a moment, but finally walked over obediently.

Tang Song raised his hand, touched her cheek with his fingertips, frowned and said, "Why is it so red?"

"Maybe... I drank too much. It will be fine in a while." Cheng Qiuqiu shrank his neck, his figure looked a little weak, and his expression was panicked.

Tang Song looked at her in front of him and thought of the little girl in his dream again.

Qiuqiu, the girl who was afraid of thunderstorms, lonely and helpless, hiding in the corner and crying.

Tang Song's heart was moved. Without saying anything more, he reached out and gently touched her head.

Qiuqiu stiffened for a moment, then slowly relaxed like a little animal that was finally appeased.

The [Dream Flower Seed] above her head gradually calmed down, and the green light flickered gently.

Tang Song leaned forward slightly, got close to her ear, and whispered softly, "Don't be afraid, Qiuqiu, no one will abandon you."

"I..." Qiuqiu looked up at him in a daze, her eyes filled with shock and attachment in an instant.

This sentence seems familiar.

It was as if I had heard it in my deepest dreams.

Tang Song hesitated for a moment and kissed her red cheek.

"Bah~"

She had just washed her face, her skin was moist and had the lingering scent of facial cleanser.

The taste is not strong, but it is exceptionally clean and clear.

Tang Song couldn't help but kissed her again.

Qiuqiu's eyes widened and instantly turned red to her ears. She unconsciously covered her cheeks with her fingers and stammered in a mosquito-like voice: "Senior sister is still nagging, I, I'll go to bed first..."

Before she finished her words, she turned and fled into her room.

Close the door, lock it, and slowly slide down to sit against the door panel.

……

Looking at the closed door, Tang Song stopped for a moment, then turned and walked into the master bedroom on the east side.

A faint fragrance entered my nose, which was the same smell as Gao Mengting's.

It is a fragrance mixed with orange blossom and cedar, gentle and fresh.

The room is as clean and tidy as ever, and the layout is full of life texture.

Beige bedding, dark blue carpet, walnut dressing table, and an old photo with a film-like feel hanging on the wall.

It was a street in the evening. The setting sun shone on her shoulders, making her silhouette particularly moving.

Tang Song came to the window, sat down on the lazy sofa, and casually put his feet on the stool.

At my feet was a mini wooden bookcase with a few books on top.

He pulled out one of the books at random.

It's Jane Eyre (English version of Jane Eyre).

The cover was a little yellowed and the pages were slightly curled, obviously it had been with her for a long time.

Tang Song turned the pages of the book, his fingertips gently sliding across the texture of the paper.

On the third page, a photo with a white background suddenly catches the eye.

This should be a photo of the partner when he was in high school, probably around 17 or 18 years old.

He has black hair, clean and green eyebrows and eyes, but his expression is stubborn and calm, like a sapling growing against the light.

Tough and agile.

The corners of Tang Song's mouth rose unconsciously, his fingertips slowly brushed across the photo, and an inexplicable feeling surged in his heart.

He could almost imagine her at the age of seventeen or eighteen.

Holding a book, I walk through the tree-lined paths of the campus, writing furiously in a corner of the library, or perhaps secretly writing down my vision for the future in a diary.

She also has her own youth, passionate and full of ideals.

I guess she was the white moonlight in the hearts of many boys in high school.

Tang Song continued to flip through the pages, and soon saw annotations and notes, written in neat but emotional handwriting:
【To myself: I would rather be alone than go against my heart. 】

【Rereading late at night on 10.15. We are angry because we still care.】

[Even if my ideals were not fully realized, at least I did not betray myself. ]

...

In the quiet bedroom, the only sound was the rustling of papers.

Tang Song read with great interest, as if tracing back Gao Mengting's inner ups and downs and growth during those years.

This partner is such an interesting guy.

Full of passion and ideals, she has never stopped pursuing her self-worth and still has that fresh vitality. In fact, Gao Mengting is indeed an outstanding woman.

During college, he earned his first pot of gold through the "Taobao Affiliate" model and also founded an independent product shopping guide website.

With the rise of live streaming e-commerce in 2020, the Taobao affiliate model has gradually shown signs of fatigue.

She decisively switched to a new track, purchased Wuling Hongguang, rented stores, and opened up channels, achieving a breakthrough from zero to one.

Afterwards, she relied on her online and offline clothing store, focusing on selling leftover orders, entering the market with her low-price advantage, quickly gaining a foothold, and her business flourished.

If not for the betrayal of her two classmates, she might have taken advantage of the situation to fly higher.

Even when she is in a low point, she can act decisively and make the wisest choice when she sees hope.

Together with him, he founded Songmei Clothing.

She was almost solely responsible for the early operations, planning and product selection.

Today, the branding process is progressing smoothly, which is also inseparable from her silent efforts behind the scenes.

She took every step firmly and powerfully.

Compared to the ambitious school beauty Shen, she is much more down-to-earth and steady.

At this moment.

"Squeak——" The bedroom door was gently pushed open.

Gao Mengting came in after taking a shower.

She changed into a white T-shirt and gray shorts, looking homely and warm.

Water was still dripping from the ends of her hair, flowing over her collarbone and forming a thin stream.

The fresh scent of shower gel mixed with body temperature spread lightly, and the cheeks were steamed light pink by the hot water.

Tang Song looked at her and smiled gently, "How do you feel after taking a bath?"

"It's much more comfortable." Gao Mengting stretched lazily, and the hem of her T-shirt lifted up a corner, revealing her slender white waistline.

She walked slowly to his side, glanced at the book in his hand, and said shyly, "These are all random things I wrote when I was young. Don't read them."

"I think it's quite interesting. Besides, you are still very young now."

"You're so sweet." Gao Mengting raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and couldn't help but pinch his face gently.

Tang Song casually held her slightly cold legs.

This was the first time he touched her legs. They were not long, but their texture was well-proportioned.

The skin has a pearly luster under the light, and you can feel the firmness and elasticity of the muscles.

He couldn't help but exert a little force.

Gao Mengting let out a low cry, then dodged with a smile, and deliberately hit him with the water drops on the ends of her hair.

The two laughed and played for a while.

Gao Mengting sat down in front of the dressing table with a red face and panting, talking to Tang Song while blowing her hair.

When her hair was almost dry, she casually tied it into a loose bun, with a few strands of hair hanging by her ears.

After sitting down beside Tang Song's bed.

She hugged her knees with her hands, put her chin on her legs, tilted her head slightly, and looked at him.

Under the light, the high nose bridge, deep and bright eyes, fine black hair, delicate skin...

He has become much better than when we first met.

Especially when she wears this literary and artistic outfit, it perfectly fits her aesthetic.

No matter how handsome you look.

I really want to take a bite!

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Tang Song raised his eyes from the pages of the book and met her gaze.

"It's okay, it's okay." Gao Mengting coughed lightly, feeling a little embarrassed.

Tang Song chuckled, feeling that this kind of partner was really interesting.

Then he picked up the ID photo in the book, showed it to her, and asked her about her high school story with great interest.

Study, canteen, friends...

He seemed concerned and interested.

Gao Mengting stroked her hair gently, a soft glow of memories on her face as she told the story.

The night is getting darker.

The only sounds in the room were the two people's soft conversation and the occasional rustling of pages turning.

"what--"

As Gao Mengting was talking, she suddenly yawned and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

While fixing her hair, she secretly glanced at Tang Song, who was still calm and composed across from her, and felt a little uneasy.

I took the initiative to invite him to stay overnight and even slept in the same room. He wouldn't be unaware of what that meant, right?

You were quite proactive before?
Now look what happens, are you going to cosplay the slow-witted Watanabe?

Or am I just not attractive to him?
After all, she had read a lot of "non-fiction literature" and knew that the essence of sex was physical attraction.

That's why I'm a little worried about gains and losses.

"Are you sleepy?" Tang Song's gentle and magnetic voice sounded.

Gao Mengting rolled her eyes and nodded, "A little bit. By the way, you must be uncomfortable sleeping in this outfit. I'll find you a change of clothes."

Before he could speak, she had already pulled out a purple lace nightgown from the bedside.

He held back his laughter and said, "Here, this is an oversized style, super large size, you should be able to wear it..."

Before she could finish her words, she fell on the bed laughing, rolling around with her pillow in her arms, her shoulders shaking.

Looking at his partner with a bad taste, Tang Song closed the book in his hand with a playful smile on his face, "No need, I'm used to sleeping naked, I don't wear pajamas at night."

Under the warm yellow light, his red-lipped and white-toothed smile made Gao Mengting's heart skip a beat.

She hastily looked away, blushing and muttering, "What a coincidence, me too."

This is the truth. She has gradually developed this habit since she graduated and had her own room.

Because of this reason, Qiuqiu and I had an embarrassing incident where my B cup bumped into my D cup.

Hearing her words, Tang Song blinked and said seriously: "Sleeping naked is a good habit. It can relax the body better and quickly enter a deep sleep."

As he spoke, he stood up from the lazy sofa.

Gao Mengting nodded and was thinking about what to say when she suddenly opened her eyes wide.

Tang Song's turtleneck sweater was neatly lifted up and taken off.

Gao Mengting couldn't help but open her mouth, as if she had discovered something extraordinary.

The light cast shadows of varying depths on his tight eight-pack abs. His mermaid line was hidden in the shadow of his trouser waist, and the lines from his collarbone to his shoulders and neck were breathtakingly smooth.

This is a nearly perfect body, like a carefully crafted sculpture.

Very visual impact.

"Plop-plop-"

My heartbeat was deafening and my mouth was dry.

This... this... this...

Oh my god! Partner, you are so beautiful?!
They had actually had quite a few intimate contacts, but it was Tang Song who took the initiative almost every time, and she was more of a passive participant.

Now, just looking at it makes my legs weak and my throat dry.

"Gudu——"

Gao Mengting swallowed subconsciously, her fingers unconsciously gripped the bed sheets, and her legs rubbed gently.

Just when she was thinking wildly.

Tang Song looked at her in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Uh..." Gao Mengting suddenly came back to her senses, and a strange impulse surged in her heart. Her face was slightly hot, and she said in an unnatural voice: "Tang Song, please help me get the book "The Red and the Black" from the bookshelf."

"Oh, okay." Tang Song smiled and nodded, then picked up the book casually.

He walked to the bedside and handed it over.

Gao Mengting reached out to take it, but the moment she touched the book, she suddenly grabbed his wrist.

The mattress creaked violently.

Tang Song's body suddenly lost balance and was pulled by her onto the soft bed.

The air was filled with her sweet fragrance after bathing. Her curvaceous body pressed against my body, and the skin my palms touched was as smooth as silk.

Their eyes met in the air.

A mixture of shyness and impulse emerged in Gao Mengting's eyes, and a look of intoxication appeared on her beautiful face.

next second.

The soft lips covered with an irresistible momentum.

Her kisses fell like raindrops, on cheeks, eyebrows, neck...

The sound of heartbeat becomes the main theme of the world.

...

...

The air gradually became hotter.

Tang Song looked at this proactive partner and was a little slow to react.

I am... being pushed backwards.

Just as he was stunned, Gao Mengting had already sat up, acting unscrupulously and wildly.

Soon, the white T-shirt fell to the side.

The fair and well-proportioned body is enveloped by warm light.

Gao Mengting doesn't have a very outstanding figure, but every part of her body is exceptionally well-proportioned.

The waistline is as graceful as a stream, and the skin has a pearl-like halo flowing between the light and shadow.

After a while.

Gao Mengting bit him lightly, her voice hoarse and a little bit reproachful: "Stupid! Why are you so stupid today? Don't tell me this is your first time? Why are you pretending to be a little beast?"

It was obvious that she was very angry now.

Sparks seemed to quietly bloom in the air, with ambiguity and tension intertwined.

Tang Song took a deep breath, looked at his partner who was pressing him down, and hugged her tightly.

"Tang Song, you... woo——"

……

Outside the window, the night is deep and quiet.

The autumn wind rises and falls.

Gao Mengting: ψ(｀?′)ψ
Gao Mengting: ヾ(°°)
Gao Mengting: Σ(°△°|||)︴

Gao Mengting: (o﹏o)~ dizzy
Gao Mengting: (???o???)
...

...

But it only took a few minutes.

The partner was completely defeated.

I can't even remember my last name.

(End of this chapter)