Chapter 2165 - 704: [Ambition and Submission], Vertigo

Thursday, December 7, 2023.

Six in the morning.

The world outside the window remained wrapped in silent night.

Tang Song slowly opened his eyes amidst an exquisite warmth and fragrance.

The room was cozy, with the floor heating set at just the right temperature.

He turned slightly, using the dim nightlight to look at the unsuspecting sister beside him.

She was clearly exhausted, sleeping soundly.

Her deep brown wavy hair spread like seaweed over the pristine white pillow, with strands sticking to her plump, moist lips.

The blanket barely covered her flat belly, leaving her exaggerated chest and round, peach-like hips completely exposed to the air.

Recalling the scenes from last night.

Tang Song couldn’t help but show a satisfied smile.

He had to admit, with his and the system’s help, sister’s body had grown increasingly fabulous.

Alluring and desirable.

Like a top-tier wine cellared for years, each drop exuded an intoxicating fragrance.

Adding on the , it was sheer indulgence.

Even made his biological clock run half an hour late.

He gently got out of bed, changed into the outfit in the closet, and headed to the private gym on B1.

Set up the phone, dialing Liu Qingning’s video call.

The call was answered almost instantly, revealing first love’s pure and adorable face on screen.

"Morning, Qingning."

"Morning, a bit late today, huh?"

Liu Qingning smiled, then her clear eyes flickered, looking at his background, directly asking, "Are you at Wen Ruan’s villa?"

Tang Song’s expression slightly stiffened, but he nodded honestly, "Yes, Wen Ruan just returned from a business trip."

"Oh..." Liu Qingning dragged her tone with a meaningful undertone, "No wonder you woke up late today. Be careful not to get drained."

She teased, then didn’t say much more.

Just quietly walked to the living room treadmill, set the program, and began running with full concentration.

After all, Tang Song had done something "guilty" last night.

Playing "games" with three girlfriends in the same villa, would be inappropriate to further provoke her now.

He shared some interesting news and jokes he’d recently encountered in Rong City to try and lighten the mood.

They continued exercising for over ten minutes.

Only when Tang Song saw first love’s face calm did he smile and say, "By the way, darling, there’s a surprise for you soon."

"What surprise?"

"It’s a secret for now; if I tell you, it wouldn’t be surprising, would it?"

"Come on, let me guess at least."

"If you call me ’darling husband,’ I’ll secretly tell you."

"Hmph! Forget it then!" Liu Qingning’s cheeks flushed instantly, speeding up the treadmill.

Watching her shy demeanor, Tang Song felt great and kept teasing her verbally.

They flirted playfully for a while, and the atmosphere finally became warm and sweet again.

Finished exercising, ended the call.

Tang Song took a shower, changed into comfy casual wear, and headed upstairs.

Just approaching the first-floor living room door, he heard the silly, self-talking laughter inside, along with lazy cat sounds.

"Ah! Snowball my cutie! How come you’re so soft? Let sister touch your little belly, okay?"

"Your eyes are blue! Like gemstones! So beautiful!"

"Let sister give you a kiss, just one, mua~mua~ don’t run away..."

"Ugh, you’re so aloof, just like Song, a snobby little rascal?"

Tang Song couldn’t help but chuckle softly. Yesterday evening, Qingqing, the cheeky one, seemed to have it easiest.

Seizing the moment he punished Jing, the young maid sneaked away with her clothes, hiding in the guest room, hence still full of energy now.

He tiptoed into the living room quietly, spotting the cute and warm scene.

Xu Qing was wearing a new silk gown that Wen Ruan had prepared, sitting cross-legged on the huge beige sofa.

Holding a fluffy ragdoll cat.

Too engrossed in "cat-adoring," she didn’t notice Tang Song approaching stealthily from behind.

Instead buried her face deep in the ragdoll cat’s soft, fluffy belly, eyes closed, rubbing contently with sighs of satisfaction.

At that moment, a pair of cool morning hands reached into her gown’s loose neckline directly.

"Ah——"

Xu Qing’s body stiffened completely, letting out a sharp cry.

The ragdoll cat in her arms also issued a "meow" in panic, kicked its paws wildly, breaking free from her grasp.

Swiftly darting to the far corner of the cat climbing frame, cautiously watching from there.

"Shh!" Tang Song quickly came close to her ear, warm breaths spraying around her sensitive ear, teasingly laughed: "If you scream again, Jing will wake up and come play with us, you know."

Xu Qing quickly covered her mouth with small hands, face fully flushed, weakly protested: "You... what are you doing..."

The sound too small, with trembling, making it entirely non-threatening.

"Giving you a massage. I’m actually a professional massage expert, with great technique."

Xu Qing’s face turned even redder, murmuring: "I... don’t want... ticklish!"

She tried to struggle but was tightly embraced from behind by Tang Song, completely immobilized, only able to let out kitten-like whimpers.