Secretary Jin: Little Tang, Go Pour Me a Cup of Coffee!

"Bye-bye, be careful on the road, and let me know when you get home."

"Liang Liang, you live close to Xiao Hui, why don't you share a taxi?"

"Bye-bye Ling Ling, remember to come visit me sometime!"

The birthday party has ended.

Watching her friends leave one after another, Yao Lingling let out a long breath, gently biting her lip, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.

"Smack!" My buttocks were suddenly attacked.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Yao Lingling turned around and glared at Zhang Jiahong.

Zhang Jiahong leaned closer to her and whispered, "Ling Ling, what's going on between you and your senior? Ever since you came back to the private room, you haven't stopped smiling, and you've had a huge appetite. Has something happened?"

"What's going on? Nothing's going on."

"Don't talk nonsense. Don't you know me? Tell me the truth, and don't forget that I'm the one who invited Tang Song here for you today!"

As a longtime friend, Zhang Jiahong knows her very well.

Ling Ling only acts like this when she's extremely happy, getting so excited it's like she has ADHD.

"Jia Hong. I'll treat you to a week's worth of lavish meals later." Yao Lingling winked with a grin, without revealing anything about their relationship.

Although she has had many male friends since childhood, they have all been ordinary friends. This is the first time she has been kissed by a boy.

Especially since this boy is from the Tang Song.

Thinking back to that scene in the elevator before we parted, thinking of his face, lips, nose, and eyes as he approached...

Yao Lingling felt a sudden tingling and Tian Tian sensation in her heart.

I deeply regret not taking the opportunity to kiss him a few times back then.

However, she was only fantasizing secretly. If Tang Song were actually in her presence, she would definitely chicken out immediately.

The door to the private room was pushed open.

Li Shumin walked in, waving the receipt in her hand. "The bill is settled. Excluding the cake, it cost a total of 5,300. Ming Xuan transferred 7,000 to me. I'll pay him back the rest later."

Yao Lingling thought for a moment and said, "Minmin, you transfer all 7,000 to Ming Xuan, but I have to pay for the private room."

"Huh? This..."

"One thing at a time, I've already accepted the gift. But today is my birthday, and everyone here is my classmate and friend, so it's my responsibility to treat them. I can't take advantage of them." Yao Lingling pinched Li Shumin's cheek and said fiercely, "Also, next time you have to tell me in advance about something like this."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, okay, great designer."

The two playfully wrestled for a few moments.

Looking at the Qixi Gift Box that she was holding tightly in her hand, Li Shumin said with envy, "Senior is so generous. We never dared to dream of these things before."

Yao Lingling looked down but didn't say anything.

They all come from ordinary families and have ordinary jobs.

Even Yao Lingling, who officially became a fashion designer, only earns a monthly salary plus commission of just over 10,000 yuan.

The gift sent by Tang Song had a great impact on them.

"Ding-dong—" My Mobile Phone vibrated.

Qiu Qiu: "Ling Ling, I'm home."

Yao Lingling replied with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work, darling. Let's go cycling together when it gets cooler, mua~"

The thought of cycling with Tang Song made her face flush.

So... what exactly is their relationship now?

Ambiguous? More than friends but less than lovers?

What do the girls that Tang Song like look like?

Thinking of this, Yao Lingling took a deep breath.

I'm determined to work hard on my Glute Training!

Qiaoxi District, Zhu Xi Residential Area.

"Ding—" The elevator doors slowly opened.

Cheng Qiuqiu put away her Mobile Phone, took out her keys from her bag, and turned the door lock.

The lights were on in the room, which meant that the Senior Schoolmate had already gone home.

Recently, my Senior Schoolmate's company has gotten back on track and is finally operating on a normal schedule.

I changed into slippers and put my bag back in the bedroom.

Cheng Qiuqiu sat quietly on the bed.

For some Director He thinking about Tang Song, especially the scene of him appearing at the door of the private room today.

With its interplay of light and shadow, a straight nose, and thin lips, she looks beautiful from every angle.

She stood there in a daze for a while, and by the time Cheng Qiuqiu came to her senses, more than ten minutes had passed.

Cheng Qiuqiu shook her head, got up and walked outside.

"Knock knock knock—" I gently knocked on the master bedroom door.

"Senior Schoolmate."

"Oh, Qiu Qiu, you're back. Wait a minute." Gao Mengting's voice came from inside the house, accompanied by the sound of packing.

After a moment, the door was gently pulled open.

Gao Mengting, wearing a base layer and shorts, appeared at the door.

Her gaze darted away, and her face flushed slightly.

Cheng Qiuqiu asked with concern, "Senior Schoolmate, are you feeling unwell? Why is your face a little red?"

"It's nothing, I just got a little emotional while reading." Gao Mengting pursed her lips and said gently, "Come in and sit for a while, we haven't really talked for over a month."

She's been incredibly busy for the past month or so, and only recently has she finally had some free time.

Cheng Qiuqiu nodded and stepped into the master bedroom.

She is not good with words and is also very shy.

Actually, I came over to say hello because I wanted to chat with Gao Mengting.

Sitting down in the chair next to the desk, Cheng Qiuqiu said, "Senior Schoolmate, I sent the design drafts for the express packaging, posters, and He Yiyi's personal logo to your email today. You should have received them, right?"

"I've forwarded it to our CEO, but he's been a bit busy today and hasn't replied yet. I'll check with him tomorrow. You did a great job; it should be fine."

The two chatted about work for a few minutes.

Cheng Qiuqiu gently clenched her hands, about to say something, when her gaze suddenly fixed on the bedside table.

His face showed an expression of utter astonishment.

There sat a platinum gift box there, exactly the same one I saw in the karaoke bar today.

She pointed to the gift box, "Senior Schoolmate... that's..."

Noticing her reaction, Gao Mengting blushed slightly and said, "It does look very similar to the picture Su Yu posted on Weibo, it's quite pretty."

"Where did you buy it?"

Gao Mengting couldn't help but smile slightly, and said softly, "It was a gift from my partner."

"Partner?" Cheng Qiuqiu paused, then asked uncertainly, "What's the name of that partner, your president?"

Although her relationship with Gao Mengting was getting better and better, they still didn't communicate much.

We only open up and have heart-to-heart talks when we drink occasionally.

She did most of the talking, while the Senior Schoolmate offered guidance.

Qiu Qiu only knew that her partner's surname was Tang.

The Senior Schoolmate would occasionally refer to the other person as "our Mr. Tang," which was especially affectionate.

She hadn't noticed anything unusual before, but seeing the identical gift boxes, a guess instantly formed in her mind.

"The name... Tang Song, the Tang Song of Tang, Tang Song, Ming and Qing."

Upon hearing the name, Cheng Qiuqiu, who was sitting in the chair, stiffened for a moment.

Gao Mengting chuckled softly, curled up on the sofa with her knees drawn up to her chest, and said thoughtfully, "Speaking of which, I haven't told you about our entrepreneurial journey yet. Would you like to hear it?"

She actually has a desire to confide in others, especially since her relationship with Tang Song has progressed rapidly recently, making her often recall scenes from their past.

Today happens to be Qixi Festival), and I received a precious gift from him. I couldn't help but want to tell my junior about it.

Cheng Qiuqiu pursed her dry lips. "Senior Schoolmate, you go ahead."

Gao Mengting smiled and said, "Strictly speaking, you're also a member of our startup team, albeit part-time. Remember when I contacted you in April to design the logo?"

"Remember."

"That day was the day our company was officially established. After discussing it with Tang Song, we decided to ask you to design our logo wall."

He admires you and even wants to recruit you to our Songmei Clothing.

But as you know, when we first started, our business was still unstable, so we definitely couldn't poach you..."

Gao Mengting continued speaking.

Cheng Qiuqiu sat there quietly, but her heart was filled with turbulent waves.

It turns out that their connection was deeper than they had imagined.

It turns out that Tang Song was the excellent "partner" that the Senior Schoolmate was talking about.

So he gave the same gift box to both his Senior Schoolmate and Ling Ling at the same time.

Seeing her Senior Schoolmate's sparkling eyes, Cheng Qiuqiu chose to remain silent and did not reveal what she knew.

However, for some reason, I felt a slight sense of loss and bitterness.

Yanjing Sky City.

The master bedroom, dimly lit, was filled with an unusual heat.

A beautiful dress, tattered stockings, and exquisite high heels lay scattered on the ground.

Two black inner garments were hanging on the warm-colored wall lamp by the bedside.

Xiao Xue clung tightly to the beautician, making incoherent noises from her dry, pale lips.

His voice was hoarse and strained, filled with sorrow.

After a moment, Xiao Xue mumbled incoherently in English, "You're so amazing I can't hold it anymore. Hurry up and carry me to the bathroom, or it'll be too late."

As Xiao Xue sincerely praised and begged for mercy, a pleasant System Prompt Sound sounded in her ears.

[Mission Progress: 9/9]

"Ding! Congratulations, player! The special quest [The Warm Man's Qixi Festival] has been completed."

"You have received the reward: [Durability +30]".

"The Little Umbrella has been fighting on the front line for a long time has felt the sincere praise from the opposite sex and is very satisfied with your warm-hearted behavior."

"You have received an additional reward: [Permanent Durability +10]".

(Durability: 40/40)

As the notification sound faded away, Tang Song used his arms to lift Xiao Xue up from behind.

"Qianqian, Xiao Xue needs to use the restroom. You should rest for a while."

"Okay, brother." Zhao Yachian moved her body with difficulty, lay down on the bed, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and gently closed her eyes.

"Thump thump thump—" Heavy footsteps walked toward the bathroom.

Xiao Xue rested her head on Tang Song's shoulder, breathing heavily, her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling.

She knew that the beautician was definitely on Tang Song's side.

When I got to the court, I was immediately attacked by their mixed doubles team, and I was completely dumbfounded.

I was holding back from drinking water, but Tang Song forced me to drink a bottle of soda water while I was feeling drowsy.

Now things have really gotten out of hand; I almost couldn't resist and started drawing a map for Qianqian right there and then.

Soon, a loud shout came from the bathroom.

The beautician, who was just about to go to sleep, was startled awake and hid on the bed, trembling with fear.

Poor Xiao Xue, I won't bully her anymore.

11 p. m.

The bedroom was plunged into darkness.

Tang Song lay quietly on the bed, opened the System Interface, and entered the [Warehouse].

My attention was drawn to a brightly colored prop.

[Secretary Jin's Dream].

This item is made up of 3 pieces and is an extremely rare item.

It allows him, whose charm level is below 70, to come into contact with Secretary Jin, who is already at the maximum level.

Although he couldn't do anything that would affect his charm rating, he was already quite satisfied.

In my memory, it was during the early stages of starting a business.

In his special state, although he often met Secretary Jin in his dreams, it was not real to him.

It felt like a dream, and the two of them had no physical contact whatsoever.

Take a deep breath and select "Secretary Jin's Dream".

A message popped up.

[The character - Secretary Jin- has entered a sleeping state; this item can be used.]

Tang Song's heart began to beat faster involuntarily.

At this moment, meeting her in person for the first time, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

He felt he might lose control.

Use immediately.

"Whoosh—" The System Interface glowed.

Immediately afterwards, a bizarre, beautiful, and dreamlike scene appeared before my eyes, hazy and enchanting.

Gradually, Tang Song and Song's thoughts began to drift upwards.

A faint, misty light enveloped him.

Before falling asleep, Tang Song's last thought was, "I wonder what Secretary Jin is dreaming about."

The faint light gradually faded away.

A flawless version after Yi Yi inspection!

Tang Song appeared in the spacious and bright corridor. To the left was a transparent glass curtain wall, and to the right were rows of office areas and offices.

She was wearing a simple casual outfit.

Outside the glass curtain wall lies the bustling cityscape.

Skyscrapers stand in a staggered pattern, shimmering brilliantly under the sunlight.

Looking at the futuristic oval building across the street, Tang Song immediately understood his location.

Smiling Holdings Headquarters.

He has no memory of ever being here; he has only seen pictures of it online.

With a slight thought, the [Couple Outfit - Cloud Mist Floating Rain] appeared on her body.

In Secretary Jin's Dream, he seems to possess superpowers, capable of influencing the environment and individuals to a certain extent.

After taking a few steps forward, I could vaguely hear the sound of typing and low conversation.

After turning a corner, a relatively spacious office area came into view.

The environment is stylish and cozy, full of unique aesthetic taste.

At their workstations, several women of varying ages were busily working.

It seems that no one noticed this unexpected guest, Tang Song.

Soon, Tang Song seemed to sense something and looked to his left.

Outside the glass curtain wall is a separate Sky Garden, lush with vegetation and blooming with flowers.

Tang Song passed through the entrance and entered the garden when a figure came into his sight.

A fitted blazer, a navy blue Pencil skirt, and straight-leg suit trousers.

It outlines her tall and graceful figure.

Her long, smooth brown hair was tied back, revealing her smooth, full forehead.

A few wisps of hair fell on either side of her face, adding a touch of gentleness to her like wisps of smoke.

Secretary Jin sat elegantly on the sofa with her legs together and slightly angled.

A cup of coffee sat on the small coffee table next to it, with a faint lipstick mark on the rim.

Blue skies and white clouds, skyscrapers, flowers and greenery...

The soft natural light shone on her, making every inch of her skin seem to radiate confidence and vitality.

Her makeup was elegant and she was stunningly beautiful.

Every move she made was filled with an indescribable beauty.

"Thump—thump—"

The sound of a rapid heartbeat filled my ears.

A faint blush rose on Tang Song's face, and her emotions gradually began to stir.

Although I had seen her in my memory, it was not the complete picture of her.

The current Secretary Jin has grown into a perfect role through systematic training.

Of course, in his mind, this was his virtual wife, whom he had nurtured little by little in the game.

Now that reality has arrived, the impulse within him is almost overwhelming.

However, he still tried to remain calm and told himself that.

Character design! Character design! Character design!

This was the first time he had approached her as his true self, and he had to control himself.

"Tap tap tap—" The sound of footsteps echoed through the garden.

Secretary Jin, who was Yuewen, looked up and glanced over.

His eyes were like deep pools of water, dark yet bright, sparkling with wisdom and agility.

Tang Song, with a calm expression, strode up to her.

Their eyes met.

Secretary Jin showed no unusual reaction, only lingering on his clothes for a moment.

He pointed to the coffee cup on the coffee table and said casually, "Little Tang, go pour me a cup of coffee."

Tang Song was instantly thrown off guard, a look of astonishment on his face.

They immediately realized what was happening.

Secretary Jin had no idea whether she was having a wild dream or if someone had entered her dream through a dream interface.

The two have most likely had little communication through dreams in recent years, leaving her in a hazy, subconscious state.

In other words, Secretary Jin was indulging in wishful thinking.

As for the nickname "Little Tang," it's quite normal. When they first met, Secretary Jin had already graduated from university, while Tang Song had just turned 18.

He stood there dumbfounded, not making a sound.

Secretary Jin put down the documents in her hand, stood up, and looked at him, saying, "What's wrong? Have you been sleeping with too many women and exhausted your energy?"

As she got up.

The golden ratio of body proportions was perfectly presented to Tang Song.

Her breasts were full and firm, with a rounded curve that exuded vitality and complemented her overall figure.

The perfect waistline outlines a captivating curve, like an elegant parabola.

Her neck was long and slender, her shoulders were smooth and flat, and her hips were full and firm.

Tang Song's eye twitched; it seemed that Secretary Jin had quite a few opinions about his actions.

I can't let it go, even in my dreams.

This is probably the main reason why she is so unrestrained.

However, it must be said that Secretary Jin in this state is truly captivating.

She is like a noble, elegant, and graceful goddess.

Tang Song pursed his lips, deciding to indulge her this once in a while.

He picked up his coffee cup, aimed it at the spot with her lipstick mark, and drank the rest of the coffee in one gulp.

Turn around and walk out of the Sky Garden.

Soon he came over with a steaming cup of coffee and gently placed it in front of her.

Noticing his intense gaze, Secretary Jin smiled and gently pinched his chin.

The warm and delicate touch feels as if it carries Si Si electric current.

Then, her fingers moved downwards, tracing his body, and resting on his heart.

Feeling his rapid heartbeat, Secretary Jin smiled brightly.

"Come here and give me a shoulder massage."

Tang Song licked his lips and nodded, saying, "Okay, Secretary Jin, but I think you should change your clothes."

He really wanted to test whether the special effects of Couple Outfit would work in his dreams.

"Heh." Secretary Jin smiled with satisfaction, her delicate face slightly raised.

In the blink of an eye, the business attire on their bodies transformed into a [Couple Outfit - Cloud Mist Floating Rain].

The gently swaying skirt seemed to imbue the surrounding air with a romantic atmosphere.

Like a gentle breeze in spring, it softly stirs the heartstrings of the Tang Song.

"Squeak—" Her cloud-like body leaned back on the sofa, Secretary Jin squinted her eyes, and gestured for him to come over.

Tang Song strolled up behind her, looking at her fair and graceful neck and her high breasts, his heart began to race again.

He slowly reached out and placed his hand on her shoulder. Both of their bodies trembled at the same time, as if they could sense each other's emotions.

[Special Effects - Cloud Mist Floating Rain Take Effect]

Tang Song's hand gently nestled into her taut muscles, starting from the top of her shoulder and slowly stroking her neck along the slightly raised trapezius muscle.

I could really feel the texture of her skin; it didn't feel like a dream at all.

With each press, you could feel Secretary Jin's body trembling slightly.

Her slightly tilted legs gradually straightened, and her chest rippled gently with each breath, like raindrops falling on a lake.

After a while, Secretary Jin opened her eyes, stretched out her legs, and said with interest, "Little Tang, give me a leg massage."

Upon hearing her words, Tang Song's breathing quickened instantly. "Okay, Secretary Jin."

After saying that, he sat down next to her.

Secretary Jin looked at the expression on his face, then slowly lifted her feet and placed them on his legs.

Then she pulled her skirt up a little higher, revealing her legs.

Her long, slender legs were like two exquisite jade pillars, straight and powerful.

The legs have smooth, natural lines without any excess fat, and the transition from rounded thighs to slender calves is just right.

Like a babbling brook flowing down a mountain, it is gentle and beautiful.

It looks like a masterpiece of nature's artistry.

Tang Song's hand gently landed, its touch warm and delicate, even smoother than Xiao Jing's breasts.

With the added effect of Couple Outfit, this feeling is even stronger.

Tang Song couldn't help but exert a little force, carefully feeling the sensation.

"Hmph—" Secretary Jin let out a soft, melodious hum, her clear, bright eyes welling up with tears.

"Tap tap tap—" Footsteps slowly approached.

Two female assistants strolled over and placed the printed documents in front of her. "Director Jin, this is the summary information you requested."

"Shangguan, please explain it to me briefly."

One of the assistants immediately began to introduce Tang Song in a low voice, as if she hadn't seen him sitting there.

Look at the two assistants in front of me, and then look at Secretary Jin, who is "indulging in debauchery in broad daylight".

Tang Song had a strange feeling in his heart.

Secretary Jin crossed her legs and leaned back lazily on the sofa, tapping Tang Song with her calf, "Continue, don't stop."

As she spoke, she pulled her skirt up a little more.

From the perspective of the Tang Song, one could even see a small patch of her snow-white buttocks, which was exquisitely beautiful.

Tang Song grasped her thigh, feeling the excitement of Secretary Jin's body.

As for his public image? He had long since forgotten about it.

Seven or eight minutes later.

The two assistants turned and left.

Secretary Jin's eyes flickered as she lowered her legs off him.

She stood up gracefully, Wei Xiao, and said, "Mr. Tang, what brings you here to see me?"

Tang Song's heart skipped a beat, realizing that the other person might have known about him a long time ago.

Their eyes met.

Looking into those clear and bright eyes, Tang Song stood up and said, "Happy Qixi Festival."

"Hoo—" Secretary Jin's full chest heaved as she lightly stepped forward and stood close to Tang Song.

The physical intimacy triggered the special effects of the outfit, allowing her to vaguely sense his emotional changes.

Secretary Jin raised her head slightly, carefully examining his face, and said with a gentle smile, "Thank you for the Qixi Festival gift, Mr. Tang. I like it very much."

Looking at Secretary Jin so close to him, Tang Song took a deep breath, reached out and wrapped his arms around her lithe and supple waist. "I love you, Secretary Jin."

After saying that, while she was still in a daze, Tang Song grabbed her shoulders and leaned down to kiss her.

The sensation of lips and teeth touching is so real and profound.

Tang Song exerted a little force, pinning Secretary Jin directly against the glass curtain wall.

Long, strong fingers gently stroked Secretary Jin's cheek, the movement as tender as if touching a rare treasure.

Everything around me became blurry.

The kisses of Tang Song were sometimes gentle and tender, and sometimes passionate and intense.

He was carefully savoring the beauty of his two-dimensional wife.

Secretary Jin trembled slightly, like a leaf falling in the wind.

Her hands slowly rose up, gripping his shirt tightly, feeling his heartbeat.