A Beautician Casting Magic

Two people with no kissing experience simply sucked on each other's lips.

Zhao Yachian tilted her head back, her eyelashes fluttering like butterflies.

"Squeak—" The zipper was slowly opened.

The thin sun-protective jacket was left open, revealing a white cotton undershirt underneath.

A flat stomach and a protruding belly create an alluring curve.

"Ah—" Zhao Yachian opened her mouth, and the truth curve began to change freely.

Their heavy breaths sprayed onto each other's faces.

Even through the clothes, Tang Song could feel an astonishing tension.

Looking at my beautician friend's flushed face, a sense of possessive satisfaction welled up inside me.

Since I met her a month ago, scenes from the past few months have flooded my mind.

He raised his head.

Zhao Yachian slowly opened her hazy eyes and said in Ruan Ruan Susu voice, "Brother Song, you..."

Tang Song met her gaze, smiled, and asked, "Zhao Yachian, do you have Good impression for me? I mean, in a boyfriend-girlfriend way."

Zhao Yachian lowered her head, looked at the large hand still on her chest, and whispered, "Yes, I like you."

Immediately afterwards, her full, moist lips were sealed again.

Her bangs had fallen down and were now sandwiched between the two of them.

The air inside the car gradually became scorching hot.

Two novice lovers, in the hazy night, greedily inhaled each other's breath, feeling as if the whole world consisted only of each other.

On the way back, Tang Song couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

His fingers danced incessantly on her thigh.

The only pity is that Qianqian was wearing trousers; it would have been better if she had worn a short skirt.

Vast Sky Garden, Unit 2, Building 6.

Zhao Yachian climbed out of the car, feeling her legs go a little weak.

He picked up the LV Gift Bag from the back seat, held it in both hands in front of him, looked at Tang Song, and said with a smile, "Brother Song, thank you for the gift. I like it very much. I have never bought anything so expensive before."

"This bag is a medium-sized Carryall, which is perfect for your height," Tang Song said, looking at the tall and sexy beautician. "And your Mobile Phone, you should use it often too."

"Yes, definitely! I'll get a new Mobile Phone tonight!" Zhao Yachian looked at the Mobile Phone box in the bag, her eyes filled with joy.

"What I mean is, take more photos and share your innerwear."

"Ah—" Zhao Yachian bit her lip, "I understand."

"That's settled then. Go back and get some sleep. I know you're very tired today." Tang Song stepped forward and stroked her soft hair, his eyes full of concern.

Zhao Yachian nodded, stepped forward and kissed him on the cheek, her big eyes blinking, "Bye-bye~"

Bye-bye~

After taking a few steps, Zhao Yachian turned back to look at Tang Song and said Tian Tian, "Be careful on the road. I'll miss you tonight."

After saying that, she jogged away, the gift bag in her hand swaying back and forth, her steps light and airy.

Watching her departing figure, Tang Song let out a long sigh of relief.

Tonight, he experienced the truth about women for the first time, and his heart was filled with joy.

The only downside was that when I reached in, the shy beautician stopped me. It seems I have to take it one step at a time.

I saw the hallway light on the 4th floor turn on and then off.

Tang Song then got into the carriage and headed towards Yanjing Sky City.

Upon entering the room, Zhao Yachian kicked off her shoes without even putting on slippers, and ran to the bedroom door, opening He Liting's door.

She had so much joy to share with her best friend tonight.

"Tingzi! Huh? Where is she?"

Blinking, Zhao Yachian returned to the living room and took her Mobile Phone out of her bag.

I just turned on the screen and immediately saw several missed calls.

They all belong to He Liting.

Zhao Yachian's face turned pale as she suddenly realized that she seemed to have forgotten to tell He Liting that Tang Song was coming to pick her up.

Her Mobile Phone is always on vibrate during work hours.

However, I was in such a rush to leave work today that I didn't have time to turn on the alarm.

It's already 11 o'clock. According to her usual schedule, she should have been home long ago.

I unlocked the screen and quickly dialed the number.

The call was answered quickly.

Immediately afterward, an urgent voice rang out. "Qianqian! What's wrong? Why aren't you answering the phone? Where are you?"

Zhao Yachian said somewhat guiltily, "I'm sorry, Tingzi, I forgot to tell you that Tang Song picked me up from work today, and I'm already home."

"Aaaaah!" A scream rang out. "You heartless Qianqian! I was so worried about you, waiting for you at the bus stop on my electric scooter for 20 minutes, and you..."

Zhao Yachian moved her Mobile Phone further away, and only after He Liting finally stopped did she say in a coquettish tone, "I'm sorry, I won't do it again. Tingzi, you're so kind, please forgive me this time."

"I'll teach you a lesson when I get back!" He Liting shouted, then hung up the phone.

Zhao Yachian stuck out her tongue, stood there stunned for a moment, blushed, took a clean pair of underwear from the balcony and went back to the bedroom.

I'm especially tired today, and I sweat a lot; my clothes are all soaked.

When Zhao Yachian returned to the living room after changing into her pajamas, she heard hurried footsteps coming from the hallway.

Immediately afterwards, the door was opened, He Liting stormed in angrily.

Before she could speak, Zhao Yachian interrupted her, "Tingzi, come and see what this is!"

He Liting looked in the direction she was pointing and saw the open orange box and the exquisite and beautiful bags inside.

Upon seeing the familiar Vegetable tanned leather, He Liting quickly walked over and exclaimed in surprise, "This is... LV Bag?"

Zhao Yachian's eyes sparkled with joy as she nodded vigorously and said, "LV Carryall, it's the one Zhang Wenju showed us before."

"This is also a high-quality counterfeit?" He Liting's eyes widened.

Their fellow villager, Zhang Wenju, also lives in Yancheng, and they get together from time to time.

The other person carried this bag and often showed it off, but later someone knowledgeable pointed out that it was a high-quality fake.

She vividly remembers that embarrassing scene.

Zhao Yachian hugged the bag to her chest proudly and said, "Of course not! This is definitely genuine, a gift from Brother Song! I just checked, it's 21,000!"

She stood up, slung her bag over her shoulder, and spun around in front of He Liting several times.

"Isn't it beautiful? The leather shoulder strap is adjustable, so you can wear it over your shoulder, crossbody, or even remove it. The interior is super spacious with lots of inner pockets. I tried it out, and it fit my makeup bag, water bottle, umbrella, and tablet without any problems."

She really loves this bag; it suits her height perfectly, and she looks incredibly stylish carrying it.

He Liting grinned, forgetting all about being angry with her, and stepped forward to gently touch the bag.

It has a soft and comfortable feel, with even and fine stitching, and smooth and high-quality hardware accessories, giving it an overall exquisite and high-end feel.

I don't know if it's just a preconceived notion, but it looks much, much better than Zhang Wenju's high-quality replica.

He Liting said sourly, "Qianqian, Tang Song is so good to you, he actually gave you such an expensive bag."

Zhao Yachian stuck out her tongue, opened her bag, and laughed, "Look inside, there's something else."

He Liting was stunned for a moment, then reached inside and rummaged around.

Then he took out an Apple Mobile Phone that was still in its plastic wrapping.

"Hmph, I have the latest flagship phone now too. Zhang Wenju and Li Yuanyuan laughed at me when we had dinner last time. I'm going to make them so envious!" Zhao Yachian clenched her fists, eager to prove herself.

"Don't even mention them, I'm so envious!" He Liting looked at the bag, then at the Mobile Phone worth over ten thousand yuan, and her eyes turned red.

I knew Tang Song drove BMW, so his family must be quite wealthy, but I never expected him to be so generous.

She knows some wealthy men, but she's never met one who would casually give her a gift worth over 30,000 yuan.

"By the way, Qianqian, how far have things progressed in your relationship?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yachian's face immediately turned red. "Nothing's happened yet, we're just normal... boyfriend and girlfriend."

Nothing much has happened yet, I just touched her legs and chest through her clothes.

Thinking of the burning sensation she felt during the hug today, Zhao Yachian squeezed her legs together, her mind wandering.

After a moment, Zhao Yachian said, "Tingzi, I haven't told you before, but actually Brother Song is richer than I thought. He drives BMW now."

"I see... Then he really is quite outstanding." He Liting pursed her lips. "Qianqian, I think you still don't know enough about him. In the future, when you spend time with him, you can ask him more about his situation, such as his family background, career, and romantic history."

She hasn't forgotten that Bai Fumei who wore Burberry.

"Okay, I got it," Zhao Yachian replied casually, then smiled and said, "Come on, Tingzi, let's take apart the new Mobile Phone together!"

He Liting didn't say anything more, sat down on the sofa, and watched Zhao Yachian happily disassemble the Mobile Phone, activate it, change the SIM card, and migrate the data...

After fiddling around until midnight, Zhao Yachian put away her Mobile Phone with satisfaction, washed up, and went to bed.

Lying in bed, I tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, my mind filled with images of Tang Song's hands and mouth.

Brother Song's mouth smells so good, it feels so good to kiss him.

Her hands were also beautiful, long, fair, and very nimble.

The moonlight outside the window was obscured by clouds, appearing faint and indistinct.

The 19-year-old beautician licked her lips and began to form hand seals, attempting to cast a spell.