Chapter 2011: Chapter 664: Yandere_2
She paused for a moment and added, "I also... have a little surprise prepared for you."
"Oh? What surprise?" Tang Song raised his brow slightly, a curious smile on his face.
"You’ll know when you come down, waiting for you, kisses."
He hung up the phone.
Tang Song tidied himself briefly and took the elevator straight to the B2 level.
Walking out of the elevator, he immediately saw Jing standing not far to the left, in the shadow of a column.
She wore a black windbreaker on top and black stockings on bottom, creating a striking contrast with her cold white skin.
Especially in the dimly lit parking garage, she exuded a pure, yet alluring temptation.
Eyes met.
Jing’s face broke into a sweet smile, and she waved gently at him, "Song, over here."
Seeing the beautiful and rich girl he hadn’t met for days, Tang Song opened his arms to hold her in his embrace, "Thank you, Jing, for coming to see me. What a surprise."
"As long as you’re happy." Jing licked her lips, her body shivered slightly, and she whispered softly, "Song, it’s really cold in the parking garage, shall we get in the car first?"
As she spoke, she pointed to a Porsche Cayenne nearby.
"Mm, okay."
The two got in the car one after the other.
Tang Song sat in the passenger seat, slightly turned towards her and said, "So, where’s my surprise?"
Jing’s cheeks reddened, and she bit her lower lip, "Come a bit closer."
Obediently, Tang Song leaned forward, breathing in the scent of the perfume on the beautiful and rich girl, with an expectant expression on his face.
Soon, under his gaze,
Jing stretched out her slender fingers, gripping the zipper of her windbreaker, slowly pulling it downward.
The collar of the windbreaker gradually opened towards Tang Song, displaying large areas of cold white skin in the air.
Soon, his eyes fell upon several bright red, almost thread-like "strips."
In a visually striking manner, they wrapped around the plump skin.
"Hiss—"
Tang Song gasped in shock, his eyes full of astonishment.
This... damn... Jing, what are you playing at?!
"Brother Tang Song, do you like it?" Jing stuck her tongue out and looked at him with a flushed face.
Tang Song didn’t answer, instead, he directly kissed her soft, jelly-like lips.
He felt Jing’s intense heartbeat through it.
In the cramped car space, the temperature quickly rose.
Moments later, the two slowly parted.
"Zip—" the zipper quickly slid back up.
Jing lowered her head, speaking softly, "There are cameras in the parking garage, I’m afraid we’ll be caught. Can we continue later? Let’s go have lunch first."
Looking at the extreme contrast of the beautiful and rich girl, Tang Song’s throat moved.
He nodded heavily, "Alright."
"Rumble—"
The Porsche Cayenne slowly started, exiting the underground parking lot.
Tang Song’s hand unconsciously rested on Jing’s beautiful legs wrapped in black silk.
All the way, Jing drove very slowly.
Almost ten minutes later, the car slowly drove into an above-ground parking lot.
"Song, we’re here." Jing’s voice trembled slightly as she turned off the car.
Tang Song slowly withdrew his left hand, looking through the car window at the familiar building in front of him.
He exclaimed, "Lanfeng International Apartment?"
"Mm-hmm." Jing nodded obediently, her face flushed as she explained softly, "I called Xue earlier. She said she’s not feeling well today and is home alone, couldn’t even manage to eat. I’m worried for her, so I ordered some takeout, let’s go check on her, and have lunch together, okay?"
Hearing this, Tang Song’s gaze towards Jing changed yet again.
Damn! Jing, you’re considerate!
He’s no fool, a beautiful and rich girl dressed like this came to see him, and then they go to Xue’s place for lunch.
The intention is clear.
Tang Song’s breathing became rapid, and his heartbeat quickened.
Until now, he only teamed up with the beautician and the Fake socialite pair once.
Now Jing was offering.
Looking at the freaky beautiful and rich girl next to him, and thinking of the Fake socialite upstairs who’s fond of mapping...
If these two join forces...
He simply couldn’t refuse.
"Let’s go!"
...
Room 2002.
Lin Muxue trimmed fresh roses, arranging them neatly into a Murano crystal vase.
She placed it at the center of the dining table.
Happily snapped a few photos.
Just as she was about to sit down and enjoy this luxurious meal fed by her "good sisters."
"Beep beep—"
The sound of the smart lock being opened suddenly came from the direction of the door.
Lin Muxue paused, immediately walking out from the dining room, looking towards the entrance.
Soon, she saw that tall figure she’s been missing day and night.
"Xue."
"Tang Song?! Why are you here all of a sudden!"
Lin Muxue’s voice was filled with unmistakable joy as she excitedly ran towards the door.
The next second, her steps paused.
Because, behind Tang Song, in came another... Jing.
Her cheeks were rosy, her eyes showing a hint of shyness, and she was carrying a large tote bag that looked heavy.
Lin Muxue’s eyelids twitched, blurting out, "Jing?!"
"Xue, good afternoon." Jing cheekily blinked at her, "The takeout is here, right? I guess you won’t finish it alone. Just as well, Brother Tang Song and I haven’t eaten, we can all eat together."
"Uh... good afternoon." Lin Muxue forced a smile, "There is a lot indeed, can’t finish it. You guys came... just in time."
I’m so foolish... really...
I even thought they were concerned about me.
Her intuition told her that Jing came with evil intentions this time.
But she couldn’t say anything since she came with Tang Song.
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