Capítulo 1519: Chapter 541: Lin Muxue, You’re All Show and No Substance!
Inside the office, ti seed to be paused.
The sunlight from outside stread through the glass, intertwining the elongated shadows of the two, making them exceptionally clear.
Qiuqiu could clearly feel Tang Song’s warm breath brushing against her cheek, carrying a faint and fresh scent.
She froze in place, her fingers subconsciously clutching the hem of his suit jacket.
A subtle yet undeniable tremor erupted from deep within her soul, swiftly spreading across her entire body like an electric current, and her skin prickled with goosebumps.
Tang Song’s breath surrounded her, familiar yet reassuring, making her feel an unprecedented sense of safety and warmth.
Just like being beside her mother-in-law once before.
This mont is both blurry and clear, both chaotic and beautiful.
As if stepping on the borderline between dream and reality.
Suddenly, Qiuqiu’s eyes widened.
The sensation of suction and embrace on her lips shattered the brief blankness in her mind.
Every nerve ending was awakened, becoming exceptionally sensitive.
Tang Song’s lips were soft and warm, with just the right amount of moisture, gently sucking on her lower lip.
Every touch made her body tremble.
“Bang bang bang——”
The sound of her heartbeat exploded like thunder in her eardrums, with a rhythm so fast it almost burst through her chest.
Due to psychological and physiological issues, this was her first ti getting so close to a man, and also her first kiss in life.
There was no repulsion or disgust as imagined, nor fear or discomfort.
More than that, there was happiness and intoxication.
Noticing her silent consent, Tang Song’s actions beca even bolder.
His lips increased their pressure, his right hand gently slid up her back, finally resting at her slender waist.
After years of practicing yoga and cycling, Qiuqiu’s waistline remained smooth and firm, with an excellent texture.
When Tang Song’s palm pressed against it, he could feel the hidden strength and resilience beneath the thin layer of muscle, yet maintaining the unique softness and elasticity of a woman.
What captivated him the most was that whenever he changed the angle of the kiss, Qiuqiu would involuntarily quiver, like a startled fawn.
This innocent reaction made the kiss especially delightful, akin to tasting a newly blood Callia, sweet with a hint of bitterness.
The first kiss was so pure and throbbing.
After about half a minute.
Qiuqiu’s breathing beca increasingly chaotic, her complexion began to redden.
Her cheeks flushed unnaturally, her chest heaving violently; evidently, the first-ti kisser felt suffocated.
“Panting panting——”
She suddenly pushed Tang Song away, gasping for air, her gaze scattered and confused.
When rationality slowly returned, a wave of intense sha instantly overwheld her.
Crimson spread from her earlobes down to her collarbone, she retreated a few steps, nearly tripping over her own feet.
Her pupils quivered slightly, her hands covering her burning face, as if she couldn’t believe what had just happened.
“What’s going on… why did it…”
“President Tang, I really didn’t an that…”
“I realize it was wrong… please don’t be angry.”
“I just… my brain got muddled for a mont, truly no other thoughts…”
She stamred and muttered to herself in dialect, her mind in chaos, not even knowing what she was saying.
The more she tried to explain, the more she felt like a weirdo.
Clearly, she vowed that she was indifferent to sex, having no such thoughts about n, nor wishing for any close physical contact.
Yet now she had taken the initiative to kiss her senior’s boyfriend.
This sense of immorality made her want to find a hole to crawl into.
What am I doing? Why can’t I control myself?
How would Tang Song see ?
What if the senior found out?
Above her, the Dream Flower Seed swung gently, casting a soft glow.
“Calm down, Qiuqiu.” Tang Song’s voice was gentle and steady, carrying a reassuring force.
Qiuqiu slowly lowered her hands, her gaze darting away as soon as it t his.
But strangely, just by looking into his eyes, those chaotic emotions would sohow miraculously settle down.
His gaze lacked the anticipated disgust or surprise, only a kind of calmness akin to indulgence, as if he had long foreseen all this.
“I’m sorry… I was too excited just now…” Qiuqiu pursed her moist lips, looking at the signed photo in her hand, “Thank you, President Tang, for the surprise. I’ll, I’ll return to work now.”
Just as she was turning away, her wrist was gently held back.
Tang Song stood in front of her once more, “Qiuqiu, I rember you said, you are indifferent to sex, right? Unaccustod to intimate contact with the opposite sex, feeling uncomfortable both physically and ntally.”
This sentence made Qiuqiu feel utterly embarrassed.
She opened her mouth, painstakingly explaining: “I don’t know why this is happening, but I didn’t lie to you.”
“I believe you.” Tang Song looked at the alluring yet cool designer with a soft and focused gaze, “Isn’t it possible that your condition is improving? Or that contact with helps?”
Upon hearing this, Qiuqiu was montarily taken aback, once again looking at him, “It seems so.”
Although saying those words at the ti was to intentionally create distance between herself and Tang Song, to avoid hurting her senior, it was not untruthful.
She rarely experienced physiological reactions, the largest being during cycling with Tang Song.
To her, he was indeed special.
Especially in recent tis, she couldn’t help wanting to communicate with him, wanting to get closer to him.
This was an unprecedented impulse.
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