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Chapter 1760: Chapter 600: Lingling, Qiuqiu, Mengting (Daily Life) (3)

After a period of not seeing each other, the Dream Flower Seed had grown a lot, almost reaching maturity.

Maybe with just a slight stimulus, it would bloom, comprehension +1.

Thinking of this, looking at Cheng Qiuyu’s exquisite and cold face, Tang Song’s heartbeat quickened significantly.

He couldn’t help but step over to her.

The distance between them instantly closed to where they could hear each other’s breath.

Sunlight poured through the window glass, lengthening and entwining their shadows, adding an air of ambiguity.

Cheng Qiuyu’s chest began to rise and fall intensely, and her cheeks flushed a shade of unnatural red, like rouge spreading in snow.

”Qiuqiu,” Tang Song softly called her name.

”Here!” Cheng Qiuyu almost reflexively obediently raised her head.

Their eyes met in the air.

She quickly averted her gaze, her heart began pounding wildly.

”Is your condition getting better lately?”

”I... I don’t know!” Cheng Qiuyu’s voice trembled slightly as she subconsciously shifted her body.

Vaguely aware of something, yet she dared not move recklessly.

She had previously confessed to Tang Song about her frigidity and then, encouraged by Su Yu’s autographed photo and message, had taken the initiative to kiss him.

From then on, they had a tacit agreement to ”treat” her condition through such intimate encounters.

She knew very well it was nonsense.

However, it also gave her a justified excuse to ”betray” her senior sister.

”Then... do you want to give it a try?” Tang Song lowered his head slightly, his warm breath gently kissed her cheek, inhaling her unique cool fragrance.

Qiuqiu’s eyelashes fluttered violently, she slowly raised her head, looking at the face she longed for day and night, her lips moving unconsciously.

She wanted him so much, more than anyone else, even... more than her senior sister.

This intense emotion could no longer be suppressed after seeing him, nearly drowning her entirely.

The heartbeat accelerated, resonating in her eardrums with a buzzing sound.

”Okay... okay...”

As soon as the words fell, it seemed she used the last ounce of her rationality.

She suddenly stood on tiptoe, closed her eyes, and kissed him hard.

In the office, time seemed to press pause.

In the haze.

A pure white camellia quietly bloomed above Qiuqiu’s head in a halo of emerald green, emanating a gentle and sacred light.

”Ding! Congratulations to the player, the second flower of the Dream Flower Seed has successfully bloomed!”

Immediately, the blooming camellia turned into a pure starlight, instantly merging into Tang Song’s body.

His mind cleared in an instant.

[Comprehension +1]

After a brief moment of distraction, Tang Song refocused his attention on the Qiuqiu in front of him.

She was obviously inexperienced in kissing, merely sucking clumsily and instinctively.

Yet her shy initiative, combined with her cold, abstinent appearance, created a strong contrast and stimulation.

Boosting his emotions gradually.

Tang Song couldn’t help but reach out to hold her slender, supple waist, gently prying open her parted lips, capturing her lips and tongue.

Qiuqiu let out a soft moan, her whole being falling into his embrace.

At some point, her hands instinctively embraced his waist.

Her cheeks grew redder and hotter.

Every nerve ending in her body seemed to awaken at once, becoming incredibly keen and sensitive.

Seeing the unprecedentedly proactive Qiuqiu, Tang Song arched an eyebrow, his heart skipped a beat.

The hand around her slender waist moved upward slowly, tracing her smooth back, sleek shoulders, and delicate collarbone.

Finally coming to rest on the thrilling truth beneath her tightly fitted top.

The perfect feel made his breath become heavy.

Qiuqiu’s eyes widened abruptly.

A throbbing sensation burst from the depths of her soul, spreading rapidly throughout her body like an electric current.

Raising a fine layer of goosebumps on her skin.

The suppressed low moans followed.

Moments later.

Like being electrocuted, Qiuqiu forcefully pushed him away.

Suddenly turning around, she wrapped her arms around her chest, her body still trembling almost imperceptibly.

The exquisitely cool and elegant face was now frightfully red, almost ready to drip blood.

She didn’t dare look at him and just lowered her head, stammering incoherently in a thick Chuanyu accent, ”Ah, no, it’s not going to work... I... I just can’t handle it... that illness... looks really serious no matter how you see it...”

Her voice got softer and softer until it buzzed like a mosquito, barely audible.

”It’s okay, let’s take it step by step.” Tang Song regrettably withdrew his hand.

In his heart, he quietly marveled at the amazing feel he’d just experienced.

Although Qiuqiu’s chest wasn’t as large as the first love’s or the elder sister’s, it was perkier and rounder.

Actually, it was somewhat similar to Su Yu’s.

”Oh... oh... then I’ll go first...” Qiuqiu nodded stiffly and turned to leave.

Tang Song quickly grabbed her wrist, amused, ”I thought we’re supposed to look at the warm-up posters for this Double Eleven Promotion?”

”Ah, yes!” Qiuqiu exclaimed in a low voice, turning back around, still awkwardly.

The two sat down in front of the desk.

Qiuqiu opened the design files, intending to showcase and explain her creative ideas to Tang Song according to what she had prepared.

But her words wouldn’t flow, stammering, even occasionally slipping into a few dialect phrases.

Tang Song chuckled and comforted her a few times, simply pulling the laptop over to his side and starting to seriously preview.

As he watched, he expressed his thoughts and analyzed the strengths and weaknesses.

His attitude was very serious, even focused.

After all, this was related to the success of his [Third Phase Growth Plan Task].

And Qiuqiu truly had talent in this area.

The posters she designed perfectly matched the newly established visual identity system of [HEYI STUDIO], regardless of style.

They’re advanced, simple, and storytelling, with every piece perfectly conveying the intended message.

Tang Song became more satisfied as he looked.

He couldn’t help but pinch her well-proportioned and plump thigh.

Qiuqiu shivered and suddenly stood up.

On her still rosy face, she forced a trace of work calmness.

She hesitated for a while before softly reminding, ”Senior... President Gao finishes the broadcast at three... it should be almost over.”

With the Double Eleven approaching, the entire Songmei Clothing live streaming room was almost running around the clock.

The three major live rooms basically never stopped from morning until night.

Even Vice President Gao Mengting returned to the live stage, personally selling goods, sometimes even collaborating to shoot preheat videos.

After all, the company’s main streaming account was initially built by her, and fans had strong recognition and trust in her.

”Okay, I’ll go check the live room and confirm the posters with Mengting.”

The two stood up and walked out of the office one after the other.

Cheng Qiuyu almost immediately said ”Goodbye,” and quickly headed back to her workstation with her head down.

Watching her sexy figure disappear around the corner, Tang Song shook his head with a chuckle.

Taking a deep breath, he turned toward the K1 live room.

Pushing open the heavy soundproof door, he stepped into the just-finished ”battle” live room.

What greeted him was a heat wave not yet fully dissipated.

The huge ring fill light was still on, and the air was filled with a unique scent of mixed makeup products, sweat, and new clothes fabric.

Some racks and tags were scattered on the ground, not yet cleaned up, and the whiteboard showed the just-broadcast product order and highlight notes written in red marker.

Several assistants and operators gathered around, watching real-time data on a mobile screen.

Each face bore a look of mixed fatigue and excitement.

”President Tang!” ”President Tang! You’re back!”

Some sharp-eyed employees spotted Tang Song and immediately stood up respectfully to greet him.

Tang Song smiled and nodded as a greeting, his gaze quickly falling on the familiar figure in front of the live streaming stage through the bustling crowd.

Gao Mengting was standing there, patiently reviewing the live broadcast with several employees.

She was dressed in a simple beige national style shirt and black high-waisted pants, her brown hair casually draped.

Her gentle profile looked focused and tender under the light.

It seemed that she heard the keyword ”President Tang,” and she turned her head this way, her smile gradually blooming.

She quickly explained to the people around her and then walked over to him, her steps light and graceful, her face

showing that responsible and earnest demeanor.

Tang Song’s heart, however, unexpectedly surged with a strong sense of guilt.

He couldn’t help but curse himself inside, calling himself a scumbag!