Chapter 1289: Chapter 483: Tipsy, Pinky Swear, The Legendary Jin ixiao
The sound of oral adhesion trembles amidst the sound of the waves.
Breath is hurried, lips and teeth friction.
A feeling of palpitation envelops them.
Light and land blend, moon and sea romantic.
The world gradually quiets down.
Tonight’s mory carries the taste of seawater.
…
“Ding——” The elevator slowly opened on the 19th floor.
The hallway was very quiet, with only the sound of their footsteps gently echoing on the soft carpet.
Coming to the door, Gao ngting bowed her head and rummaged through her bag for the room card, her cheeks slightly flushed from the mild intoxication, her eyes sowhat hazy.
Tang Song stood behind her and suddenly called out softly, “ngting.”
“Hmm?” Gao ngting turned around sowhat dazed, her voice carrying a hint of laziness and her speech slightly slurred, “What’s up?”
“I don’t know how to use the hotel’s electric kettle, can you teach ?”
Gao ngting didn’t notice anything unusual, she chuckled and waved her hand, “You’re so clumsy, alright, I’ll teach you.”
Her voice carried a hint of indulgence, as if coaxing a child.
The door lock clicked open with a “beep,” Gao ngting took a step into the room.
“Bang——” Tang Song casually closed the door, the room instantly beca pitch-black, with only the streetlight outside casting mottled shadows through the curtains onto the floor.
Gao ngting whispered, “It’s so dark, plug in the room card, connect the power.”
Her voice gentle, carrying a hint of post-drinking daze, yet still delicate and sensitive.
“No rush.” Tang Song chuckled, suddenly hugging her soft, alluring body from behind, gently holding her waist, lowering his head to kiss her neck.
Gao ngting’s body stiffened slightly, feeling the intense breath behind her and the hard abs pressing against her waist and hips.
Her heartbeat suddenly sped up, her voice trembling, “What are you doing, stop touching …”
Her tone carried a hint of panic, yet she did not truly struggle to break free.
“I want to feel your heartbeat.” Tang Song’s hands slowly moved upward, his tone gentle.
Gao ngting hurriedly reached to hold his wrist, her voice barely audible, “It’s almost 11 o’clock, I’m exhausted and need to get up early tomorrow.”
“Then you should sleep here.”
“No… No way, that’s not appropriate.” Gao ngting licked her dry lips, her heart almost jumping out.
Tang Song kissed her earlobe, “Just for a mont, okay?”
In the darkness, Gao ngting’s face blushed intensely, the intoxication making her feel giddy, her hands gradually relaxing, “Alright then, just for a mont, hurry up.”
In fact, she and Tang Song had little experience with intimate contact, the most outrageous ti was in the Wuling Hongguang car, followed by a week of incessant spring dreams.
Feeling her partner’s consent, Tang Song’s slender, smooth fingers gently lifted her short T-shirt, gliding over her delicate, soft skin.
He felt her heart beating intensely.
In the quiet room, Gao ngting’s voice suddenly cried out.
“Tang Song! What are you… you can’t go inside!”
Tang Song softly reminded, “There are other colleagues on the 19th floor, they’ll hear us.”
“You! You rogue!” Gao ngting’s voice was shy and low, and also clearly trembling.
Tang Song breathed in the fragrance of her hair, earnestly appreciating the beauty of truth.
After a while.
“Let go, that’s enough!”
“Hey! You said just for a mont!”
“Are you playing rogue? How could you… ah!”
Gao ngting tried to evade, but her slight struggle made him even hotter.
After a mont more, her entire body softened, she forcefully broke free, breathing heavily, “You’re not trustworthy.”
In the dark, her cheeks flushed from embarrassnt and alcohol.
Tang Song chuckled softly, “Don’t be mad, I’ll let you feel my abs, and we’ll call it even, alright?”
“No.” Gao ngting lightly punched his abdon, “Tomorrow you watch the sunrise yourself, I’ll be with Qiuqiu.”
Having said that, Gao ngting lowered her head, opened the room door, and hurriedly dashed into the next room.
The sound of the door closing rang out, Tang Song couldn’t help but laugh, savoring the recent touch.
…
Around 5 AM.
With the bank card’s arrival notification, Tang Song sat up in bed.
Taking a deep breath of refreshing air, he felt invigorated and cheerful.
Washed his face, brushed his teeth, shaved, put on the team-building cultural shirt and jeans, and threw over a casual shirt.
Thinking it over, he put on [Tang Song’s glasses], picked up the Hasselblad x2d mirrorless cara.
Glancing at the ti, he opened the room door and stepped out.
As he stepped out the door, he saw his partner standing in the hallway, looking conflicted.
Also wearing a cultural shirt, jeans, a white shirt jacket, looking clean, crisp, and full of energy, matching him like couple outfits.
eting gaze, Gao ngting hesitated, turned around, and walked towards the elevator.
“The sunrise is at 6 o’clock, but it’s best to arrive 30 minutes early.”
Her voice had no trace of emotional fluctuation, yet her steps were notably lighter than usual.
Tang Song chuckled, stepped quickly to catch up.
At this ti, the sky was still dim.
On the way, they occasionally encountered colleagues who also got up early to see the sunrise.
Gao ngting greeted them warmly, evidently in a good mood.
Tang Song followed Gao ngting’s steps, walking slowly along the wooden path, finally reaching an open viewpoint.
The sea still shrouded in night, only the sound of crashing waves could be heard.
As the eastern sky gradually turns pale, a streak of dawn quietly pierces the darkness.
Tang Song raised the cara, adjusted the angle, aid at Gao ngting gazing into the distance, and shouted loudly, “Look over here!”
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