Tang Song still didn’t say a word. He slowly crouched down, his sharp gaze locking onto the "Tactical Girl" sitting on the floor.
"You..." Xu Qing pressed her hands against the ground, shrinking back slightly as she whispered, "W-what are you doing… I… I was just joking with you…"
She felt like Tang Song was radiating an intense "dominant aura," like those "crooked-smile dragon kings" in web novels after transforming.
A little scary! Better surrender first!
Tang Song reached out and lightly pinched her soft cheek, his fingers resting against her lips as he applied slight pressure.
Xu Qing shivered, her face instantly turning red.
She suddenly realized—this scene felt eerily similar to a passage she had written in one of her novels.
Except in her novel, Xu Yanqing was the one teasing Tang Song.
Looking at Tang Song’s handso face and those deep, srizing eyes, Xu Qing couldn’t help but get drawn into the mont.
Her gaze beca hazy. Instinctively, she parted her pink lips and gave his slender finger a small bite, her soft tongue grazing against it.
The second she did it, reality hit her like a truck.
Wait—this isn’t a novel!
And my bestie is still here!!
Xu Qing snuck a glance sideways—and saw Shen Yuyan’s utterly stunned expression.
"Ahhh!!" Xu Qing instantly entered overheat mode, shoving Tang Song’s arm away as she glared. "You keep that up, and I’ll bite you for real!"
Damn it! My bestie is right here!
This damn Xiao Songzi is giving no face at all!
Seeing her reaction, Tang Song couldn’t hold it in anymore—he chuckled. "Then how about we go to your room, and I’ll teach you the right way to bite ?"
As he spoke, he leaned in and wrapped an arm around her exposed waist, his gaze locking onto her.
Hearing his blatantly suggestive words, Xu Qing felt her brain short-circuit.
She stole another glance at her bestie.
Panic mode activated.
"I… I… don’t want to…" She fumbled for words, then clamped her hands over her eyes.
Tang Song leaned in closer, breathing in the faint scent of her skincare products as he smirked. "By the way, I brought you a gift. Want it?"
At the ntion of a gift, Xu Qing’s hands slowly lowered, her eyes sparkling. "What kind of gift?"
Tang Song winked, then pulled five gold bars out of his pocket, casually tossing them between his fingers.
"Clink-clink-clink." The crisp sound of tal colliding echoed through the room, the gold gleaming under the light.
Xu Qing blurted out, "Gold bars! So many gold bars!"
"Do you want them?"
"Yes! Yes! Yes!! Thank you, Master, for the gift!" Xu Qing’s big black eyes sparkled as she grabbed them all and stuffed them into her tactical vest.
Seeing her instantly switch back to obedient maid mode, Tang Song laughed and ruffled her thick hair.
Having a theatrical girlfriend was actually kind of fun.
—
Watching the two interact so intimately, Shen Yuyan’s chest subtly rose and fell.
Her voice was low. "You two talk. I’ll go back to my room to work."
With that, she hurried away.
"Bang—" The door shut with force.
Shen Yuyan leaned against it, pressing her lips together.
She wasn’t sure why, but watching Tang Song flirt with her bestie, aside from the usual envy, she also felt a strange sense of betrayal.
Maybe it was because she and Qingqing had been together for too long.
Now that Qingqing suddenly had a boyfriend, watching them act so much closer than she was with her felt… off.
Like she was being left behind.
—
"Ahhh!! Yanyan, save ! Save !!"
Lost in thought, Shen Yuyan suddenly snapped back to reality.
Outside, Xu Qing’s panicked cries rang out, accompanied by the sound of a chaotic struggle.
Shen Yuyan’s heart jumped. She rushed to open the door—
Only to see Tang Song carrying Xu Qing over his shoulder, gripping her legs tightly.
Xu Qing kicked and squird, slapping his broad back.
Seeing her bestie appear, she lifted her head slightly and shouted, "Yanyan, help !!"
SMACK!
A crisp slap landed on her butt.
Tang Song’s voice was casual. "No need, Yuyan. We’re just playing a role-playing ga."
With that, he carried Xu Qing straight toward the bedroom.
Watching them disappear, Shen Yuyan suddenly felt her throat go dry.
She stood there, dazed for a long while.
Then, without thinking, she pressed her thighs together.
She hurried back into her room, grabbed a few tissues, and stuffed them into her pants.
Her face was burning hot.
Her mind buzzed.
She wasn’t the type to be obsessed with looks.
To her, a man’s identity, status, and aura were far more important.
And just earlier, when Tang Song had walked in from the rain—
That unshakable presence.
That dominant aura.
It shook her to the core.
Now, watching him tease Xu Qing, she couldn’t stop her thoughts from running wild.
—
"Ahh—!!"
With a helpless yelp, the Tactical Girl was tossed onto the bed.
Xu Qing imdiately rolled to the headboard, flustered and furious. "You’re too much! You actually spanked in front of my bestie?! You bastard!!"
But Tang Song, who was curious to test her cosplay’s effect, ignored her.
Instead, he stared at her in silence.
After just two seconds, Xu Qing crumbled again.
Her voice softened, filled with grievance. "Why are you being so an? You’re not gentle at all! You weren’t like this before… I bet now that you’ve had , you don’t cherish anymore…"
Her acting mode switched on, her eyes starting to glisten with fake tears.
Tang Song lost it and laughed, shaking his head. "Alright, enough. Let’s just get this over with—30 tis, and we’re done."
Xu Qing’s big black eyes darted around. She covered her butt and said weakly, "Can we… not do it?"
"Co here!" Tang Song’s voice deepened slightly.
Xu Qing glared at him, grumbled under her breath, and slowly inched toward the bed’s edge.
Tang Song simply reached out and picked her up, placing her over his lap.
Xu Qing whimpered, her eyes welling up. "You better go easy on ."
Tang Song chuckled, not answering.
Instead, he reached for her belt.
"Ah!!" Xu Qing imdiately struggled. "What are you doing?! I have to keep my pants on, or I swear I’ll fight you to the death!"
"Can you not be so dramatic?" Tang Song sighed and smacked her lightly.
Then, he pulled two hip pads out from her pants and tossed them onto the floor.
Looking down at her, he smirked. "I was wondering why your butt looked so big today, and why you wore this cosplay… Turns out you were just faking it."
Seeing her sche exposed, Xu Qing gave up entirely.
She buried her burning face in her hands, kicked her legs weakly, and muttered, "This is a common style for girls, okay?"
Tang Song pinched her cheek, smacking her again.
Even though Xu Qing’s butt wasn’t particularly big, without the pads, it had just the right softness.
In the quiet bedroom, the sound of basketball-like bouncing echoed.
Tang Song’s smacks weren’t harsh—they were more like a gentle reassurance.
After about ten slaps, he shifted slightly.
"Your pants are really thick. It’s kind of getting in the way."
Xu Qing’s voice instantly sharpened.
"NO! NO WAY!!"
A sharper, crisper sound soon filled the room.
"You bastard, wuwu—!"
Xu Qing twisted and squird, but there was no escaping.
TTTT
—
After so ti, she turned her head and shouted, "That’s 30 already! You went over!!"
Even if it felt kinda nice, Miss Xu Qing still had her dignity!
This was way too embarrassing!
Tang Song reluctantly stopped, pressing a soft kiss to her fair cheek as he said in a warm voice, "Qingqing, be good. Go change into your sailor uniform, and we’ll keep playing."
His hot breath brushed against her earlobe, instantly turning her skin pink.
Xu Qing’s eyes glistened with moisture as she peeked at him, shifting her legs uncomfortably. "Turn around first."
"No problem, but hurry up." Tang Song urged as he turned his back to her.
Xu Qing bit her lip, crawled to the other side of the bed, and rummaged through the wardrobe.
Finally, she pulled out the sailor uniform she had bought in college.
Luckily, her body hadn’t changed much over the years, so it still fit perfectly.
Soon, the tactical outfit was tossed aside, and the blue-and-white sailor uniform covered her smooth, fair skin.
Back on the bed, Xu Qing shyly called out, "Hey, I’m ready."
Tang Song turned around—his breathing imdiately quickened.
She was kneeling on the bed, looking both seductive and innocent.
He casually shrugged off his suit jacket and moved closer.
Noticing his intense gaze, Xu Qing instinctively shrunk back, her face flushed as she warned, "Don’t do anything crazy."
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