novelraw Chapter 400: Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!
Chapter 400: Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!
"Rip—"
The second package was opened.
The first thing that caught Tang Song’s eye was the layers of protective foam padding. Gently pushing them aside, he revealed a wooden guitar inside.
This was Su Yu’s Qixi gift, sent all the way from Shanghai.
The body of the guitar had a rich, warm woodgrain, deep like ancient amber, with intricate patterns resembling mountain ridges intertwining across its surface.
Under the light, it looked like a flowing masterpiece of nature.
The strings were new and tightly wound, emitting a faint silvery sheen.
The neck was long and elegant, and the fretboard was adorned with shimmering mother-of-pearl inlays.
At the headstock, there was no brand logo—instead, in gold lettering, was the name "Su Yu."
The entire guitar was perfectly balanced in weight, with a comfortable, sturdy grip and flawlessly smooth curves.It felt like a rare beauty, lying in quiet slumber, waiting to be awakened.
This was the most beautiful guitar Tang Song had ever seen—it was exactly what he had always wanted.
The guitarist in him was completely ignited.
"Ding-ding-dong-dong—"
A crisp melody resonated through the air, as clear as a mountain spring trickling over stone, echoing beautifully in the room.
After finishing a short guitar solo, Tang Song carefully placed it down.
Returning to the living room, he opened the third package—the couple’s outfit for him and Secretary Jin, Cloud and Mist in the Drifting Rain.
A white New Chinese-style shirt, black casual trousers, and matching sneakers.
The craftsmanship was exquisite, the materials top-tier—every touch exuded luxury and elegance.
Tang Song couldn’t wait.
Stripping off his clothes, he went to the entryway dressing room and changed into Cloud and Mist in the Drifting Rain.
A refreshing clarity washed over his mind.
His body relaxed instantly.
[Physique +1, Stamina +3, Comprehension +1—Get!]
As he focused, he noticed a subtle enhancement in his hearing, smell, touch, and vision.
Stepping in front of the full-length mirror, he examined himself carefully, satisfaction spreading across his face.
This outfit was gorgeous.
And incredibly unique—full of minimalist, refined Chinese aesthetics.
The Mandarin collar followed the natural curve of his neck, accentuating his upright posture.
The traditional dual-lapel design was adorned with neatly arranged ceramic buttons, each delicately engraved with cloud patterns, exuding a timeless elegance.
Across the white silk fabric, mountain peaks loomed faintly behind drifting mist, with fine silver-threaded rain cascading down like shimmering stardust.
The black trousers were more understated in comparison, but a closer look revealed subtle, intricate Chinese elements woven into the design.
The whole ensemble gave off an ethereal, distant charm, as if he had stepped out of a misty Jiangnan landscape painting—a graceful young noble amidst the rain and mountains.
He couldn’t wait to see Secretary Jin wearing the same outfit.
Checking the time.
Tang Song stepped out of the dressing room and got to work.
First, he called property management to have them remove the empty package boxes.
Then, he loaded eight Qixi gift boxes into his car, keeping the last two for his beauty consultant and Little Xue.
Each gift box came with a silk carrying bag—elegant and convenient.
He had to admit—Secretary Jin really knew what she was doing.
Even when she was mad at him, her gift selection was still miles ahead of his own pre-prepared bags and cosmetics.
For a holiday like Qixi, custom luxury gift boxes were clearly the more thoughtful and sincere choice.
Any woman who saw these stunningly crafted gift sets would definitely scream in delight.
With his couple’s outfit boosting his appeal, completing the Magic Umbrella quest would be a breeze.
First Stop: Gao Mengting!
Since it was just about time for work, what better way to start the day than by surprising his business partner and brightening her morning?
Five Minutes Later
A silver Mercedes S450L smoothly pulled into Yunxi Tower’s underground parking lot.
Tang Song grabbed a gift box and headed straight for the elevator.
Since it was peak office hours, the elevator was packed.
The moment he stepped in, the crowd fell into an instant silence.
All eyes were drawn to him.
"T-Tang Dong, good morning!" A shy girl timidly greeted him.
Tang Song turned slightly and nodded. "Good morning, Momo."
"Ah—"
Zhang Mo’s face immediately flushed red.
"You… you know me?"
"Of course I do." Tang Song flashed a bright, confident smile.
She was Gao Mengting’s college friend, previously working at a top-tier live-streaming operations team in Deep City before being recruited by their partnership firm.
She was now an essential member of He Yiyi’s team.
During his "Scholar Mode", Tang Song had specifically reviewed every employee’s profile.
He knew them all—inside and out.
Zhang Mo licked her lips nervously, lowering her gaze, her mind racing with wild thoughts.
Today’s Tang Dong…
This outfit…
Was ridiculously perfect for his face and physique.
All the employees knew—Tang Dong wasn’t just handsome, he had an incredible intellect, elite charisma, and a mesmerizing voice.
If he ever decided to enter live-streaming, he would instantly become one of the biggest internet sensations.
The elevator made several stops, finally reaching the 30th floor.
Tang Song and Zhang Mo stepped out, walking toward the company office.
Gao Mengting was sitting at her desk.
White cotton T-shirt.
Black cropped trousers.
Low-heeled leather shoes.
Her well-proportioned figure was highlighted just enough—elegant and effortlessly sexy.
The overall vibe? Sophisticated, confident, and effortlessly chic.
Tang Song set down his book, his gaze bright as he watched his business partner.
Gao Mengting’s figure wasn’t particularly exaggerated, but her balance and symmetry were her greatest strengths.
Sensing his presence, she suddenly turned her head, her eyes locking onto his in the corner of the room.
Her expression froze for a second—
Then, like a flower blooming in the morning sun, her face lit up with radiance and beauty.
It had been ten days since they last met.
And now, on this special Qixi Festival, they were together again.
Last time, when she left, he had held her in his arms in his office—
Even kissed her forehead.
Those fragments of memory still lingered in her mind.
Gao Mengting was an idealist.
She had always been reserved and serious when it came to love—seeking deep emotional resonance before committing.
But once she truly fell for someone, it was a full fusion of heart, body, and soul.
She had dreamed of him countless times.
And even secretly written out her fantasies in words.
Taking a deep breath, her lips parted slightly as she spoke in a soft, gentle tone.
"Tang Dong, you finally decided to come to the office. I have to say—today’s outfit is a perfect ten. Very refined."
She had woken up early, put on makeup, styled her hair, and even spritzed on perfume.
Maybe… it was all in anticipation of seeing him.
"You look beautiful today too." Tang Song stood up from the couch, grinning mischievously as he opened his arms.
"Thank you for all your hard work, Partner. Now come on—give me a big, warm hug!"
"Pfft—"
Gao Mengting covered her mouth, laughing softly.
Setting her bag down on the desk, she brushed her hair aside and teased,
"Trying to be a rogue again?"
But despite her words—
She didn’t move away.
She simply stood there, smiling at him.
As she smiled, her cheeks lifted slightly, making her look adorably radiant.
Tang Song winked at her before picking up the silk gift bag from the floor and stepping forward.
"This is…" Gao Mengting was momentarily stunned, her eyes shifting toward the item in his hand.
Tang Song took out the gift box, holding it out with both hands.
"Happy Qixi, partner. This is for you."
"Ah!"
Gao Mengting gasped in surprise, instantly covering her mouth with both hands.
The next second, her entire face flushed red.
She stared at the brilliant silver gift box in his hands, her expression filled with shyness and nervous excitement.
"This… is for me?"
"Mhm."
She looked up at his handsome face, her chest rising and falling, then slowly reached out to accept it.
The surface was cool to the touch, the texture exquisite.
Carefully, she set the gift box on her desk, took a deep breath, and—
Stepped forward and hugged him.
"Thank you."
As their bodies pressed together, his fresh, clean scent filled her senses.
Feeling the firm contours of his muscles and his broad, strong frame, Gao Mengting instinctively pressed her thighs together.
Then, suddenly, his warm hands wrapped around her waist, gently stroking her, sending an electric jolt through her entire body.
"Uhh…" Her eyelids fluttered, and she murmured softly, "Tang Dong, what are you doing?"
Tang Song chuckled, lowering his gaze to meet her eyes.
Their heated stares locked, a silent resonance passing between them.
Gao Mengting’s body grew weak, her heart racing as if she were experiencing a mental kiss.
As she spiraled into her thoughts, his hot breath brushed against her cheek.
The next moment—
Soft, warm lips pressed against hers.
Her body shuddered, her eyes widening in shock.
Tang Song was right in front of her—
High-bridged nose.
Deep, mesmerizing eyes.
Fine black hair.
Smooth, flawless skin…
Then, a gentle sucking sensation on her lips.
She was being kissed!
"Thump-thump, thump-thump—"
Her heartbeat became the loudest sound in the world.
Holding her breath—then, gasping for air.
She was completely engulfed in emotion, her mind flung open to a new world of intimacy.
Every subtle movement, every new sensation, sent waves of exhilaration through her.
Sensing his partner’s excitement, Tang Song’s brows lifted slightly.
Breathing in her unique fragrance, feeling the softness of her first kiss—
A green glow flashed before his eyes.
His system panel updated:
[Mission Progress: 2/9]
Technically, the system’s kissing requirement didn’t strictly require lips—it could be on the cheek or forehead.
But once he had her in his arms, staring at her elegant face and curvy figure, his racing heartbeat made the choice for him.
He had to admit—he really was a scumbag.
Just as he was getting lost in thought—
A small push landed against his chest.
Gao Mengting quickly wiped her lips, her face burning red.
"I’ll accept the gift. Thank you, Tang Dong." Her voice was soft and shy.
"It’s work hours now, and I have company matters to handle soon."
"Then how about we continue in my office?"
"You—!"
Gao Mengting’s eye twitched, and she instinctively backed away.
Just as she was about to say something, a knock on the door interrupted them.
"Knock, knock, knock!"
A voice followed:
"President Gao, the meeting is scheduled for 10 AM. I’ve printed out the documents."
Gao Mengting’s face froze, quickly straightening her posture and smoothing down her clothes.
"Come in." She spoke in a calm voice.
"Oh—!"
Tan Qi, her assistant, entered the room but immediately stopped in her tracks.
"Tang Dong!"
Tang Song greeted her with a wave. "Good morning."
Tan Qi glanced between the two of them, then hurriedly placed the documents on the desk.
Her eyes briefly flicked to the platinum gift box before quickly lowering her gaze.
"I’ll leave you two to work," she muttered before slipping out the door.
Gao Mengting’s feet shifted awkwardly, and she kept her head down.
"Alright, Tang Dong, I need to prepare for the meeting."
"Tonight’s Qixi sale event is a big deal. All three of our livestream rooms will be launching simultaneously."
"Mhm. I still have some things to handle today, so I’ll come to the office tomorrow for a meeting."
Tang Song grinned. "By the way, look into company vehicles. We’ve got plenty of money in the account now, yet you’re still driving a Wuling Hongguang—that doesn’t make sense."
"Plus, our employees frequently need to travel between the warehouse and office. Taking taxis all the time isn’t cost-effective."
"I think renting vehicles is a better option. There are plenty of corporate rental services available now."
"Alright, I’ll leave it to you. I’m heading out. Bye-bye."
"Bye-bye."
As Tang Song’s figure disappeared beyond the office doors, Gao Mengting collapsed into her chair.
Her entire body felt weak, her mind swirling with thoughts.
She sat there in a daze for a long while before her gaze drifted to the Qixi gift box on the desk.
Pulling it toward her, her eyes gleamed with happiness.
She gently lifted the lid—
Light reflected off the delicate items, illuminating her beautiful face.
A dreamlike miniature world unfolded before her.
Meanwhile…
"Qingqing, you’re dressed so cutely today! Going on a date?"
"Aww, so adorable! It’s my first time seeing you with twin-tails!"
"Friendly reminder—today is Qixi! Looks like our Qingqing has something big planned."
In the office, a few colleagues gathered around Xu Qing, grinning playfully at her.
Everyone knew—Xu Qing was now a minor shareholder in the company.
Apparently, after helping secure Series A funding, Director Liu had rewarded her with a 2% equity stake.
Though a small percentage, her status had completely changed.
She chatted with her coworkers for a bit before turning back to her phone.
Cosplay Group Chat
A group of cosplayers were showing off their Valentine’s Day gifts.
Most of them were playful girls with great figures, so they never lacked admirers.
Whether it was pursuers or boyfriends, they all received gifts today.
Especially her friend, Ma Luoluo—her boyfriend, Zhang Little, was a rich second-gen.
He had just sent her a Cartier watch worth nearly 30,000 yuan, and she was shamelessly flaunting it in the group.
Xu Qing was jealous to death.
But she didn’t have a boyfriend.
And the only potential one—Little Songzi—was a scumbag who was probably kissing Littlejing right now.
She pouted and secretly cursed Tang Song in her head. At least it made her feel a little better.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz—"
[Little Mei: "@Qingqing, didn’t you say a super-rich guy was chasing you? Did he get you a gift?"]
Xu Qing’s eyes darted mischievously.
["Hmph! I have principles, okay? I don’t just accept gifts from guys. He’s still on probation."]
Because Littlejing was too unpredictable lately, she no longer dared to fabricate wild stories in the anime community.
But she desperately wanted attention, so she settled for bragging a little in the cosplay group chat.
Earlier, when the topic got heated, she casually mentioned Tang Song.
Rich, handsome, company owner.
This time, she learned her lesson—
She didn’t say he was her boyfriend.
She just said he was "still in the evaluation phase."
[Little Mei: "Yeah, right. Since when do you have such high standards?"]
[Ma Luoluo: "@Qingqing, how about I introduce you to some quality guys? Oh, by the way, are you free tonight? Let’s hang out. The photos we took at the cosplay studio last time got noticed by one of Zhang Little’s friends—he really likes you and has been asking for your WeChat. He’s another rich and handsome guy!"]
The moment this message popped up, a bunch of girls in the group jumped in, asking Ma Luoluo to hook them up as well.
Xu Qing stomped her foot in frustration and quickly typed back:
[@Ma Luoluo, no thanks. I’ve got way too many invitations already—I can’t fit them all in my schedule.]
[Little Mei: "@Qingqing, don’t forget to post a photo of your gifts later. I’m really curious to see what this ‘rich crush’ of yours got you."]
Xu Qing shrunk her neck slightly, then forced herself to reply with an "OK" sticker.
She returned to the main chat screen and refreshed it for the Nth time—
Still no message from Tang Song.
That damn guy.
He had forcefully kissed her twice, constantly asked her to send photos, and always flirted with her on WeChat.
But on Qixi, he vanished into thin air.
"Bzz, bzz, bzz—"
Her phone vibrated.
[Shi Bo: "Qingqing, gorgeous! The weather’s getting chilly up north, let me treat you to your first autumn milk tea."]
[Shuai Bo: (Sent Red Packet)]
Seeing that it wasn’t Tang Song, Xu Qing pouted in disappointment and replied:
"No need, thanks, Shi Bo."
There were actually a few guys like Zhang Shi Bo today—sending her red packets for all sorts of reasons.
Some outright said "Happy Qixi!"
Xu Qing knew exactly what they were up to, but she never accepted any of them.
Just then, an idea flashed through her mind.
Her eyes lit up, her dark pupils swirling mischievously.
She took screenshots of the chat logs with Shi Bo and the others, but only kept the parts showing the blessings and red packets.
Then, she posted them to her Moments, with the caption:
"Busy Qixi, thanks for everyone’s love and care~"
She set the visibility to "Only Tang Song."
Posted.
Everything was ready.
Xu Qing sat at her desk, refreshing her phone over and over.
Her tiny butt wiggled restlessly in her seat—
Would he see it?
What would he think?
Would he message her immediately?
"BZZ—"
Her phone vibrated violently.
A call popped up.
Xu Qing jumped out of her seat in shock.
[Tang Song]
That fast?!
Was he nervous? Jealous?
Heh. Too late!
Tang Song, you’ve officially pissed off Lady Xu Qing—if you don’t kneel and apologize, I’m not forgiving you!
Xu Qing answered the call and quickly walked out of the office area.
"Hello? What’s up? I’m at work, super busy today."
"Come to the ground parking lot on the west side."
Xu Qing blinked blankly.
"Huh? Which one? What do you mean?"
"Outside Yuhua Business Tower."
"Ah!"
Her eyes widened in shock.
"Y-You… you actually came?"
"Mhm."
A huge smile bloomed across Xu Qing’s face—like a child receiving candy.
She cleared her throat, forcing herself to sound composed.
"What do you want? I’m busy."
Hmph! You think I’ll come running just because you call?
I, Xu Qing, have pride!
"You have three minutes. If you’re not here, I’m leaving. Bye."
"Beep, beep, beep—"
??!
Xu Qing’s smug expression collapsed instantly.
She panicked.
Rushing back to her desk, she grabbed her purse, bolting for the exit.
Her colleagues watched in stunned silence as she dashed out, her twin-tails bouncing.
1 Minute Later – Elevator Ride Down
Luckily, it wasn’t too crowded at this hour.
After waiting a brief moment, she reached the ground floor.
Xu Qing fumbled through her bag, quickly swiping her keycard at the security gate.
As she neared the building entrance, she checked the time.
Two minutes left.
She let out a huge sigh of relief, patted her chest, and straightened her slightly messy hair.
With her head held high, she stepped out the door.
Approaching the west parking lot, a tall, striking figure came into view.
His elegant, Chinese-style silk shirt shimmered subtly in the sunlight, revealing hazy cloud and mist patterns.
His pants draped smoothly, flowing seamlessly without a single crease—like a tranquil ink-wash river.
He stood there calmly, exuding an undeniable air of nobility and refinement.
In that moment, the world spun around her.
Xu Qing felt like she was seeing her own novel character, ‘Tang Song,’ come to life.
No—
He was even more dazzling than she had imagined.
Especially this outfit—absolutely breathtaking.
Their eyes met.
Tang Song smiled at her.
Xu Qing’s face flushed, and she shyly walked over.
"Why did you call me down?" She murmured.
Tang Song’s gaze swept over her.
Fluffy twin-tails.
Fresh, natural makeup.
Pleated skirt.
She looked vibrant and youthful, just like when she was still a student.
"You look really pretty today. Don’t tell me you knew I was coming?"
Hearing this, Xu Qing lowered her head, her cheeks reddening.
"As if! I look pretty every day, okay?"
Tang Song pointed at the Mercedes S-Class beside them.
"Get in."
"Where are we going? I’m still on the clock."
"Just get in."
He opened the rear door.
Xu Qing pouted, mumbled a few complaints, then obediently climbed inside.
Tang Song opened the trunk, took out a bag, and got into the car. Googlᴇ search novel·fıre·net
He turned to see Xu Qing peeking curiously at him, her big eyes darting around.
He chuckled and ruffled her twin-tails.
"Hey! Don’t mess with my hair—I spent ages doing it!"
Tang Song’s brows twitched.
He pinched her cheek.
"I saw your Moments post, Qingqing. Looks like you’re really busy this Qixi—chatting with all those guys, huh?"
"Ow—!"
Xu Qing slapped his hand away, her dark eyes spinning mischievously.
Sitting up straight, she smirked.
"Of course! I told you, I’m super popular. I get tons of requests for photoshoots, and I get lots of gifts too!"
"Heh."
Tang Song pulled out a Qixi gift box, placing it on his lap.
Xu Qing’s eyes immediately locked onto it, sparkling with pure excitement.
"What’s that?"
Tang Song didn’t answer.
He unlatched the box, slowly lifting the lid.
Inside, the lavish silk interior, intricate compartments, and flawless slots were revealed—
Along with an array of gleaming luxury items.
The sight instantly blinded Xu Qing’s titanium dog eyes.
Bracelets, watches, perfume, silk scarves, earrings, wallets, sunglasses.
Van Cleef & Arpels, Hermès, LV, Chanel…
Xu Qing’s eyes sparkled, her mouth slightly open, and before she knew it—
tears were rolling down her cheeks.
(°m°)
"Th-This… This…!"
She quickly wiped her drool, her face flushed, and her entire body trembled with excitement.
"Is this… really for me?"
The gift box was filled with Qixi-themed details—and Tang Song had specifically called her here.
The message was clear.
I… I, Xu Qing, actually have a moment like this?! HAHAHA!
She was already planning to show it off in the group chat later—
And tonight, she was definitely going to make that scheming Yanyan jealous enough to drool!
☆+<（→）+△
Tang Song, watching her dramatic expressions, chuckled and said,
"This was originally meant as your Qixi gift… but since you’re so popular, I’m sure you’ve already received plenty of presents. I wouldn’t want to be presumptuous."
As he spoke, he slowly closed the gift box.
Just then—
Two small hands shot out with unwavering determination.
Xu Qing threw herself onto his lap, clutching the platinum gift box tightly against her chest.
She looked up at him, eyes glistening with tears, her voice filled with emotion:
"No! This is mine! This is mine!"
"I didn’t take a single Qixi gift! Not a single red packet!"
"I swear! If I’m lying, may lightning strike me down!"
Tang Song’s eyebrow twitched, watching as her eyes welled up dramatically.
She was putting on a full performance.
A true professional cosplayer—she could dive into character in an instant.
"Alright."
Tang Song patted her head.
"I’ll give you a chance. Say something nice—make me happy, and the gift is yours."
"Got it!"
Xu Qing immediately released her grip, transforming into the perfect obedient maid.
"How do you look so perfect from every angle?
How do you manage to be so mesmerizing up close and from afar?
Anyone who thinks stars are beautiful must have never seen your eyes…"
Blah blah blah…
She went on for over a full minute, her big, round eyes sneaking glances at the gift box on his lap.
Tang Song, very pleased, nodded.
"Good. The gift is yours."
"Thank you, Master!"
Xu Qing was so excited that she blurted out the wrong title.
Tang Song’s heart skipped a beat at her words.
Without thinking, he set the gift box aside, leaned down, and—
kissed her smooth, fair cheek.
[Mission Progress: 3/9]
Xu Qing shrank back, covering her face in shock.
"Why do you keep stealing kisses?! That’s harassment!"
Tang Song ignored her.
He leaned in again.
This time—
His lips brushed against her hand.
Then, her chin.
Then, her warm, delicate earlobe.
Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!
Xu Qing’s skin turned red from her neck to her ears at a visible speed.
She sat completely frozen, unable to move, her hands pressed tightly against her blushing face.
It was like she had been hexed, locked in place.
The scene was downright amusing.
Tang Song glanced at her smooth, bare thighs and, unable to resist, placed his hand on her leg.
"Ah!"
Xu Qing gasped, stammering, "W-Why are you touching my leg…?"
Tang Song smirked.
"Did you gain weight again?"
Xu Qing immediately forgot her embarrassment, snapping back with,
"No! You’re lying! I actually lost a pound!"
"Really? I don’t see it. Guess I’ll have to check for myself."
Tang Song spoke softly, his hand slowly moving upward.
Xu Qing’s stomach instinctively tensed—
But the tingling sensation came from somewhere else.
Her sixth sense screamed in alarm—
A bright red exclamation mark flashed before her eyes!
【(*？)o：Warning! Warning! Hip Alert!!】