Measuring the Beautician Friend's Size

It was nearly 10 p. m.

Yi Sha Beauty Salon.

Li Weiwei had just stepped out of the store, rushed back in and found Zhao Yachian tidying up the beauty room.

She exclaimed excitedly, "Qianqian! Your boyfriend secretly came to pick you up again! Aren't you surprised?!"

Zhao Yachian was taken aback. "Sister Weiwei, what do you mean?"

"It's the same car as last time! It's parked right in that spot, I even remember the license plate number! Although I didn't see him, it's definitely him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately attracted the attention of several colleagues who were working the night shift.

"Where is he? Where is he? I want to see him in person."

"We've always heard Weiwei say he's a really handsome guy, I have to see him for myself today!"

Zhao Yachian bit her lip, quickly walked to the window, pulled back the curtains, and looked at the roadside across from the shop.

Soon, a black BMW with its hazard lights flashing under the warm-colored streetlights came into view.

"It really is him!"

She instantly beamed with joy, and her previously tired body became energetic again.

"Hurry up and help Qianqian tidy up. Let's go downstairs and say hello, after all, we ate such an expensive cake."

"Yeah, hurry up! Let's get moving!"

With the enthusiastic help of my colleagues, the task was completed quickly.

Zhao Yachian jogged into the changing room and took off her work uniform.

Looking at my clothes in the closet, I suddenly regretted not wearing that new dress.

Because I get off work late at night, for safety reasons...

Her clothing style is always very conservative, usually consisting of trousers, a loose jacket, and sneakers.

With a sigh, she changed her clothes, picked up her bag, and headed outside.

Several colleagues followed along, laughing and joking, all wanting to see Zhao Yachian's generous, rich, and handsome boyfriend for themselves.

After walking out the gate.

Zhao Yachian's pace quickened, and finally she started running.

As I approached the car, I was about to peer inside through the front window.

"Click—" The driver's door was opened.

Tang Song came out and gave her a bright smile. "Good evening, Qianqian."

He stood in the night, under the streetlights, his handsome features bathed in a play of light and shadow.

He was wearing a white long-sleeved shirt, black trousers, and brown leather shoes.

The clothes are of excellent quality and have a great drape, making them both fashionable and business-like.

Coupled with its broad shoulders and narrow waist, the BMW 330 exudes a composed and confident aura, radiating an aura of elegance.

He looks like a business elite who stepped out of a TV series.

This immediately elicited low gasps from Zhao Yachian's colleagues behind her.

Although I had always heard Li Weiwei talk about how outstanding he was, I could only truly appreciate it when I met him in person.

Their position means they come into contact with a lot of wealthy people; the members they usually serve are mostly socialites, high-level white-collar workers, and Second-Generation Rich.

You can tell from his clothes and demeanor that this guy is definitely a real rich man.

The look in her eyes as she gazed at Zhao Yachian became bittersweet, filled with envy that made her want to cry.

Zhao Yachian looked at Tang Song in front of her with joy in her eyes, "Thank you, Brother Song, for coming all this way to pick me up today."

Looking at his Tingting beautician friend in front of him, Tang Song smiled and took her soft and delicate hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.

Zhao Yachian blinked and obediently did not resist.

Tang Song took her hand and stepped forward, saying, "Good evening, ladies!"

"Good evening, handsome!"

"Thank you, handsome guy, for treating us to cake!"

"Qianqian, aren't you going to introduce your boyfriend to us?"

"Yes, please introduce us!"

In an instant, several girls surrounded them, looking at them curiously.

Zhao Yachian breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Tang Song did not refute the term "boyfriend".

He beamed and introduced them to each other.

The group chatted for a few moments by the roadside, then Zhao Yachian waved, "We'll head out now, see you tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow!"

"Be careful on the road! Pay attention to safety!"

Zhao Yachian opened the car door and was about to get in when she suddenly froze in place.

On the passenger seat, there was a large orange paper gift bag that almost completely blocked the seat.

There is also a string of eye-catching black English letters on it.

Zhao Yachian asked, "Brother Song, there's something on the seat. Can I put it in the back first?"

Tang Song, standing at the front of the car, smiled. "This is a gift for you; you can do whatever you want with it."

"It's a gift for me." Zhao Yachian's eyes lit up.

The colleagues who hadn't left yet immediately surrounded him, their eyes filled with envy.

Picking someone up late at night is one thing, but bringing gifts is another!

"How romantic!"

"Qianqian, come and see what it is!"

Zhao Yachian didn't hesitate and quickly picked up the gift bag; it was quite heavy.

Soon, the orange box came into view.

Zhao Yachian also clearly saw the string of letters "LouIs VuITTon".

"Louis Vuitton!" someone shouted, and the voice was particularly loud.

Others naturally recognized the logo as well.

Many of their customers carry LV bags and wear LV clothes.

Looking at the large bag in Zhao Yachian's hand, they were speechless for a moment.

I feel like my stomach is constantly churning with acid!

Oh my god! What an amazing boyfriend!

Zhao Yachian's throat bobbed, somewhat incredulous.

As a girl, she naturally knew about this brand, and many people around her often discussed it.

She herself had once fantasized that perhaps one day she could own such a luxury item.

I never expected that my dream would come true on such an ordinary night.

Zhao Yachian's face flushed, and she bit her lip hard, as if trying to confirm that this was not a dream.

Li Weiwei nudged her arm and said excitedly, "Qianqian, hurry up and open it so we can see!"

"Yes! Hurry up and open it! I want to know what it is!"

Urged on by her colleagues, she reached out to pull out the gift box inside, only to find another small white box inside.

Out of curiosity, I picked it up and looked at it; the front had a picture of a Mobile Phone.

"There's even an extra gift?"

"It's an iPhone 14 Pro."

"Wow, it's the 1TB version, which costs over ten thousand yuan!"

My colleagues' eyes were all red.

Zhao Yachian held the Mobile Phone box in her hand with great affection.

She really needs to change her Mobile Phone; the memory is insufficient and the photos are blurry. She couldn't afford it before.

Unexpectedly, Tang Song directly gifted her a top-of-the-line flagship phone, fulfilling another of her dreams.

Zhao Yachian took a deep breath, put her Mobile Phone down, and pulled out the large orange gift box.

Colleagues rushed forward, some holding the gift bag and others supporting the gift box.

Zhao Yachian couldn't wait to lift the lid of the box and carefully opened the white bag that was wrapped inside, revealing the bag inside.

He held the bag up in front of him and examined it carefully.

LV's signature Vegetable tanned leather trim, exquisite logo, eye-catching metal magnetic clasp, Vegetable tanned leather straps...

The exterior design is simple and elegant, with smooth lines, showcasing a modern aesthetic.

LV carryall.

She had seen this model online before and heard her friends discuss it, but she never imagined that she would actually own one.

For a moment, I felt dizzy and the surroundings became unusually quiet.

After a while, Zhao Yachian carefully put away her bag and placed it in the back seat along with her Mobile Phone.

He didn't care that his colleagues were watching.

She quickened her pace, hugged Tang Song tightly, and said, "Thank you for the gift, Brother Song! I love it so much!"

After saying that, she took the initiative to kiss him on the cheek.

Seemingly feeling that this wasn't enough to express her emotions, she kissed him several more times forcefully.

Feeling the soft, sexy body in front of him, Tang Song felt a surge of desire in his lower abdomen.

Zhao Yachian stiffened, as if sensing something, and slowly released him.

Tang Song turned around and opened the driver's door, his voice a little hoarse, "Let's go, Qianqian, it's late, let's get in the car."

Zhao Yachian nodded quickly, waved goodbye to her colleagues, and obediently got into the passenger seat.

The engine roared as the black BMW 330 disappeared into the night.

The beauticians standing on the roadside all felt a little lost. They had material for their dreams tonight, but unfortunately, the heroine wasn't themselves.

Inside the quiet car.

Zhao Yachian was still in the midst of her excitement; her face was flushed and her legs were trembling.

Tang Song glanced at her long legs encased in Pencil pants out of the corner of his eye, pursed his lips, and subtly placed his right hand on them, gently kneading them.

It's very elastic and feels great to the touch.

Feeling the burning heat on her thigh, Zhao Yachian stiffened for a moment, then quickly relaxed and turned to look at Tang Song.

Tang Song's face felt a little hot. It was his first time doing something like this, and he felt a slight sense of shame.

After a while, he moved his hand and began to climb upwards.

A tingling sensation shot straight to her head, and Zhao Yachian exclaimed, grabbing his right hand, "Brother Song!"

Tang Song took a deep breath, pulled the car over to the side of the road with one hand, and turned off the engine.

He unbuckled his seatbelt, leaned forward, pressed himself against her, inhaling her sweet fragrance, and kissed her burning lips.

Zhao Yachian gave a soft groan and slowly released his hand.

Tang Song finally learned the size of his beautician friend's breasts; it was probably a C.