Charm point maxed out, inheriting game assets

Chapter 315: Chapter 211: No! Jing is going bad! Chapter 315: Chapter 211: No! Jing is going bad! Breathing in the fragrance of Jing, Tang Song’s hand gently patted her head and he softly said, “Thank you, Jing.”

Jing lifted her head, blinking her big eyes up at him.

She really wanted to ask, “What do you plan to thank me with? Can I have your hand?”

However, since their colleagues were still around, she just smiled and said in Japanese, “Dōitashimashite (You’re welcome).”

Her voice was soft, and her tone was very much like a two-dimensional anime girl, tickling the ears of those who heard it.

Standing to one side was Guo Peng who swallowed, looking at Tang Song with eyes full of admiration and envy.

Tian Jing was considered a goddess in the company, and they had often discussed her in their small group chats.

Fair skinned, with neat bangs, born to be suitable for JK uniforms, and a rich beauty.

What guy didn’t harbor some thoughts about such a girl?

If one really managed to marry her, the second half of his life would be set.

And now, without making a sound, she had been won over by Tang Song.

But this guy really did look handsome now, with a tall stature over one meter eighty, prominent facial features, and a well-proportioned figure.

The key was he had a truly great temperament.

When compared to Du Shaokai, he seemed far superior now.

Guo Peng touched his protruding belly, his teeth aching with jealousy.

When would he have his own reversal of fortunes?

With his right hand around Jing’s slender waist, Tang Song turned to Guo Peng and said, “Brother Guo, I’ve never asked—how’s the house hunt going?”

He had mentioned that he had saved enough for a down payment when he first bought the used Honda Civic, planning to buy a house in May.

Tang Song always had a good impression of this senior colleague in the company.

“Well,” Guo Peng said with a bit of embarrassment, “I originally had my eye on a second-hand apartment in the West Bridge District, a bit old, 89 square meters with two bedrooms. But then, you know… after the promotion and the pay raise, I thought to save a bit more, and aim for a new apartment with an elevator in a better location and school district.”

Smiling, Tang Song patted Guo Peng on the shoulder and sincerely said, “I hope Brother Guo finds a great house and marries a beautiful wife soon!”

By his side, Jing also added, “I hope Brother Guo gets a big House soon!”

“Hehe, thank you, thank you.” Guo Peng laughed, his eyes sparkling with longing and anticipation.

The three chatted briefly more.

Tang Song opened the car door, and they both got in the vehicle.

The windows of the Wuling Hongguang were rolled down, and Tang Song and Jing waved to him.

“We’re off, Brother Guo.”

“Brother Guo, bye-bye~”

“Bye-bye, drive slowly,” Guo Peng said vigorously, waving his hand.

He watched the Wuling Hongguang slowly drive away, disappearing from his sight.

Lowering his arm, Guo Peng gave himself a pep talk and started walking towards his second-hand Honda Civic.

He was already 30 years old, working hard for the sake of buying a house, and had been incredibly frugal with his daily expenses.

Last month, since becoming the operations team leader, his salary and benefits had significantly increased.

Moreover, with Tang Song, a colleague he got along very well with now being his higher-up, his job was more stable, without the worry of layoffs, and he could even consider looking at houses he previously didn’t dare to think of.

…

In the Wuling Hongguang car.

Tang Song gazed ahead, following the navigation prompts as he drove, a myriad of thoughts swirling in his mind.

Today was a day of change: moving out of Fresh Home, seeing the photo sent by his first love, triggering the second stage of his growth plan, and now learning about Brother Guo’s situation.

He couldn’t help but feel wistful.

Had it not been for “Game into Reality,” he might have ended up like Brother Guo.

Saving money, buying a house, buying a car…

Living his life in an orderly fashion, marrying some girl of whom he knew nothing about.

Thinking this, he turned to look at Jing beside him.

She wore an elegant white dress, with her sweet, pretty face, and her long, dense, black ponytails, full of energy.

Her eyes slightly downturned, her long eyelashes cast faint shadows beneath them.

She was like a cherry blossom waiting to bloom.

So beautiful. When he used to work at Jinxiu Commerce, he had occasionally daydreamed about this company goddess.

And now he couldn’t believe the day had actually come.

Seeming to notice Tang Song’s gaze, Tian Jing, who was sending a message, turned her brows up in a playfully mischievous look, “Song, do I look pretty today?”

“Very pretty!” Tang Song sincerely complimented.

Jing licked her lips, grabbed his hand and squeezed it hard.

“It’s a bit cold with the AC on in the car.”

“Then I’ll adjust the temperature a bit.”

“No need.” Jing gently rubbed her legs together, expectantly asking, “Your hand is really warm, can you help me warm up for a bit?”

Tang Song paused briefly, his lips curving, “Sure.”

As the car moved onto the elevated road and didn’t require frequent gear shifts, Tang Song lightly placed his right hand on her thigh.

He gently caressed over the thin layer of her dress.

Jing let out a soft “mm” and subtly pulled her dress up a little.

In an instant, her slender, snow-white thighs were exposed inside the car.

Her skin was very white, pure and bright like the first snow of winter, unblemished by any impurity.

The sunlight filtered through the car window, casting mottled light and shadow on her skin, giving her an even more dreamlike appearance.

Tang Song’s hand also touched her leg without restraint for the first time.

Slender, soft, silky, fitting perfectly in his hand.

Jing’s legs were not as full and lustrous as the beautician’s and her big sister’s, but they were slender and straight, her skin delicate, making the touch just as soothing and pleasant.

Tang Song couldn’t help but grip a little harder, gently stroking.

The two people in the car were looking ahead, very quiet.

“Thump thump thump—” Jing’s heart was pounding like a startled deer.

Watching that beautiful Attractive Man’s Hand move on her leg.

Jing bit her pink and tender lower lip, which instantly turned red and swollen, just like a ripe apple.

So comfortable! So nice! How can it be so comfortable!

…

On the road, waiting for the traffic light, a Wuling Hongguang S of the same model just happened to stop next to them.

But because it hadn’t been washed for a long time, its exterior was somewhat dirty.

To save fuel, they had not switched on the air conditioner, and all the windows were wide open, with bursts of music drifting out from the car.

‘BGM: Keep walking forward, just like that, even if you’ve been given something…’

Because they were using the original car speakers, naturally, there wasn’t much to say about the sound quality—it was just loud.

The young guys with bare arms sitting in the passenger and rear seats were chatting and laughing, their skin tanned dark.

“Wow! Gangzi, that car next to you is the same model but with quite a few modifications, a luggage rack, car stickers, rims, it looks really nice.”

“It is indeed the same model, a 2022 Wuling Hongguang S, 1.5 manual high configuration.”

“Look how clean theirs is, when will you give your beloved car a bath too!”

“After all, it’s a vehicle, isn’t it? Take better care of it and maybe you’ll catch your goddess.”

…

Gangzi, sitting in the driver’s seat, laughed, “This is my moneymaking tool, why bother pampering it? After the next construction site visit, it’ll get dirty again. As for a goddess, how can I chase one with a Wuling? Don’t think that just because his car looks nice, it can avoid hauling goods and passengers. Still no chance with the ladies. That said, the luggage rack is quite good; I’ve wanted to get one.”

He leaned his left arm on the window, looking at the Wuling opposite him, and pressed the horn, “Beep beep—”

He shouted, “Buddy, your car mods are cool, how much did the luggage rack cost?”

The other guys also joined in the ruckus.

Soon, the passenger window of the adjacent Wuling Hongguang slowly rolled down.

The slanting sunlight shone into the car, dazzling the young guys for a moment.

A girl with skin glowing white sat in the passenger seat, her pigtails hanging in front of her, her face fresh, sweet, and shyly smiling.

Her delicate white dress outlined a sexy and graceful figure.

She looked just like a youthful and beautiful girl out of a manga, stunningly gorgeous.

She was the most beautiful and whitest girl they had ever seen, their heartbeats uncontrollably accelerating.

“The car was bought second-hand, I’m not sure about the price of the luggage rack,” a male voice came from the car.

Soon, the red light turned green.

The spirited Wuling Hongguang accelerated smoothly, and the beautiful girl disappeared from view.

“Beep beep beep—”

The shrill sound of the horn rang out.

Only then did the young guys snap back to reality.

Gangzi quickly started the car, but because he was flustered, his movements were a bit disjointed.

“Tss—” The engine fell silent, and the car stalled.

“Beep beep beep—”

“Just a sec, just a sec!” Gangzi grinned, quickly restarting the engine and taking off, still thinking about the girl he had just seen.

The guys next to him also had some doubts about life.

Such a mighty Wuling owner!

…

“Now that the temperature has dropped, it’s also nice to keep the windows open and get some fresh air,” Jing said with a flushed face and did not roll up the car window again.

Tang Song smiled and let go of his right hand, “That’s fine.”

“Wait a second.” Jing licked her lips, “I’m still a bit chilly.”

As she spoke, she lifted up her skirt and clenched it, covering Tang Song’s hand and her own legs.

This way, she wouldn’t be afraid of being seen.

She bit her lip, bashfully saying, “Keep warming me up a little longer.”

Tang Song nodded, shifted gears, and placed his hand on her leg, moving back and forth, feeling a different kind of smoothness and warmth.

“Mmm—” Jing whimpered, covering her flushed cheeks with both hands.

So thrilling! So exciting!

What is this feeling of being afraid of being exposed, yet excited?

Hey, hey, hey! Tang Song, brother, could you move your hand a little further in?

Yi ya! Please press a little harder!

(ÒωÓױ)!

How strange!

Damn it! Jing is turning bad!

She wanted his hand to slap her hard! It would be best if he took off her leggings and spanked her on the legs!

“Uh…” Tang Song looked at Jing in the passenger seat, the corner of his mouth twitching.

Somewhat strange, indeed.

Driving with the windows down, clearly embarrassed to death, yet insisting on doing so.

Could it be some special fetish?