Upon hearing Tang Song’s playful remark, Lin Muxue’s deliberately cool expression finally couldn’t hold.
With a "pfft," she burst into laughter, her sexy body swaying from side to side.
Looking at the fake socialite, so different in deanor from the beautician, Tang Song’s breath quickened.
He held the stem of the beautician’s wine glass and gestured towards her.
With a low and magnetic voice, he said, "Xue, co here."
Lin Muxue bit her lip, looking at the two entwined people, not only did she refrain from approaching, but she even retreated two steps with a light laugh.
"You two carry on, I’m hungry and going to grab a bite first," she said.
She pointed towards the restaurant, where the table was already set with wine and a lavish spread of exquisite dishes.
After all, it’s not the office now, and as his girlfriend, being willful occasionally might make her boyfriend care more about her.
Having said that, she provocatively winked at Tang Song.
Stepping with elegant model strides, her slender, shapely legs wrapped in black silk, she tried to bypass the two of them.
However, just as she took a few steps.
Tang Song, holding the weak-kneed Zhao Yaqian with one arm, strode over swiftly.
His muscular fra lightly tensed, showcasing impressive core strength.
"Ah!" Lin Muxue let out a gasp, before she could react, her body was suddenly airborne.
She was snatched up by Tang Song, imdiately encircled in his arms, colliding with the beautician.
In the air, two distinctly different fragrances mingled instantly, bursting forth, flooding the nostrils.
Refreshing to the soul.
Feeling the contrasting yet equally enchanting sensations, Tang Song felt the blood in his body accelerating, boiling.
"In such a hurry to eat? Want to feed you a little first, especially with your hairstyle being so fitting," Tang Song leaned in, nibbling on Xue’s delicate earlobe, glancing at her high ponytail.
Lin Muxue’s body shivered, her beautiful legs encased in black silk instinctively clamped tightly together.
The beautician beside them covered her mouth with a light laugh, taking the opportunity to playfully accuse, "Xue has indeed been indulging lately, her weight has gone up a bit. Brother Song, you should teach her a lesson."
"You’re talking nonsense!" Lin Muxue retorted in embarrassnt and annoyance, giving the beautician’s backside a light slap.
The beautician, not to be outdone, slapped back.
In Tang Song’s arms, the two started playfully tussling.
Branches swayed, a springti spectacle unfolded.
Tang Song raised an eyebrow and joined the fray, administering "justice" on their perky behinds with both hands.
"Ah!"
"Oh!"
Two coquettish yelps rang out simultaneously.
Imdiately following that, they ceased their internal squabble, turning in concert to oppose the great demon king, Tang Song.
The three instantly beca entangled together.
Over ten minutes later.
Lin Muxue and Zhao Yaqian tidied their disheveled hair and clothing, then sat at the dining table with Tang Song.
The dinner had been customized from the Lanyue Chinese Restaurant, with exquisite and lavish dishes.
Candlelight flickered, exuding a warm atmosphere.
The three clinked their glasses, Lin Muxue sipping only a tiny symbolic sip, not drinking much.
Then she took out her phone, snapped a photo of Tang Song across the table.
Finding Shen Yuyan on WeChat, she shared it with him.
Leaving a ssage: "(づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ Thanks for your hard work today, Shirley, tonight I’ll help President Tang unwind properly."
After sending the ssage, Lin Muxue couldn’t help but let out a satisfied low laugh, beginning to savor the food joyfully.
After Qin Yingxue’s scolding, she truly started to study and work seriously, even cutting back on socializing, which was why she gained weight.
However, teasing and pressing Shen Yuyan had beco her favorite pasti outside of work.
The three ate for quite so ti, as the atmosphere gradually turned suggestive and ambiguous under the influence of alcohol and gourt food.
With a light "clang,"
A can of iced white peach flavored juice was gently placed by her hand.
Tang Song said with a grin, "Xue, you don’t seem to like drinking tonight, so have so juice, replenish so fluids."
Lin Muxue’s expression froze, her face slightly reddened, "No need, I’m not thirsty."
Due to her age and image concerns, she always carried so image baggage in front of Zhao Yaqian.
Even now, she was trying to maintain decorum, not wanting the other to know her embarrassing habit.
"Really?"
"Yeah," Lin Muxue tried hard to maintain elegance.
Tang Song gave Xue a aningful look, then turned to the beautician, "Qianqian, after dinner, let’s play a ga. You and I team up to PK against Xue, how about it?"
Mid-bite of beef, Zhao Yaqian paused, looking at Xue, playfully replied, "Sure, I’ll listen to Brother Song!"
Hearing their conversation.
Lin Muxue’s heart pounded wildly, her eyelids twitching.
What a joke?! The two of you against just ?!
She imdiately responded, her voice tinged with urgency, "Tang Song, you’re so formidable, obviously Qianqian and I should team up! That’s fair!"
"Oh?" Tang Song raised an eyebrow, not saying anything, rely fixing his gaze on the can of juice.
"Well... I guess I am a bit thirsty," Lin Muxue took a deep breath, hastily grabbing the juice, "glug glug" drinking it down.
Zhao Yaqian witnessed this scene in surprise.
Her intuition told her there seed to be so little secret between these two.
...
The heavy curtains in the living room were quietly drawn, blocking out the dazzling night view outside.
After finishing the al and a quick wash-up, they all nestled together on the spacious sofa in the living room.
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