novelraw Chapter 423: Coser’s Private Photoshoot
Chapter 423: Coser’s Private Photoshoot
The rear door of the Rolls-Royce Phantom was gently pulled open.
Xu Qing’s lips curled up as she lifted her tote bag in front of her.
She slightly turned her body, gracefully stepping one well-proportioned leg into the car.
Adjusting her skirt gently, she then pulled in the other leg.
After sitting down slowly, she mimicked her best friend Shen Yuyan’s posture.
Back straight, she tried her best to make her sitting position more elegant and poised.
“Click—” Liu Jiayi softly closed the car door.
Breathing in the faint woody fragrance inside the car, Xu Qing’s tense mood instantly relaxed.
Her large, dark eyes darted around, secretly taking in the unbelievably luxurious interior.
As expected of a top-tier luxury car! Xiao Song really knows his way around!Glancing at the dumbfounded Ma Luoluo and the others outside the window, she kept a composed expression, but inside, she was already letting out a “villain’s laugh.”
She could barely resist the urge to roll on the floor a few times.
Just as her thoughts were running wild, Tang Song took a seat to her right.
Xu Qing’s heart skipped a beat. She secretly glanced at his side profile—his sharply defined jawline and straight nose made her hold her breath unconsciously.
Recalling the moment he stepped out of the car just now…
He was even more charming than the ideal male lead she had crafted in Wrong Room, Found a Bossy CEO.
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No wonder he had so many girlfriends!
As if a bad image suddenly flashed through her mind, Xu Qing instinctively pressed her legs together and slightly shrank back.
The ambient lighting inside the car softly illuminated as the Rolls-Royce slowly pulled away.
…
Watching the car gradually disappear into the distance, Zhang Xiao finally snapped out of his daze.
He glanced at Yu Chenguang, who was standing there awkwardly, then thought of the guy he had just seen, and his brow twitched violently.
“Luoluo, Xiaomei, what’s going on with Qingqing?”
A Phantom for a ride, a Patek Philippe on her wrist, and wearing Kiton clothes.
No need to say more about what kind of person that was.
Ma Luoluo and Xiaomei exchanged glances, shaking their heads. “No idea, Qingqing said before that her boyfriend was some big-shot investor… I… I always thought she was joking.”
Xiaomei swallowed, her voice filled with disbelief. “She’s never mentioned knowing someone like that before. It’s like he appeared out of nowhere.”
Avid novel reader Ma Luoluo’s imagination ran wild, and she blurted out, “Could it be that Qingqing’s novel male lead came to life from the second dimension?”
“So romantic!” Xiaomei’s eyes sparkled instantly, almost drooling.
As die-hard anime fans, they had all fantasized about something like this before.
Qingqing’s crush just now really had the aura of a two-dimensional male lead.
Zhang Xiao twitched at the corner of his mouth. “Let’s go, Luoluo. We’ll head to the hotel first, then meet up with Qingqing for dinner and get to know this guy.”
He had been in the Yan City social circles for years and had never heard of someone like that.
When encountering someone whose background was hard to read, the best approach was to build a good relationship.
Saying that, Zhang Xiao grabbed Ma Luoluo’s hand, bid farewell to Yu Chenguang and Xiaomei, and turned to get into his gemstone-blue Maserati Ghibli.
Inside the quiet car.
Xu Qing, having snapped out of her daydream, blushed slightly. She kept stealing glances at Tang Song, looking a bit uneasy.
Tang Song shifted slightly, his deep, sharp gaze landing on her. “Qingqing, you were quite rude on the phone just now.”
Xu Qing’s eye twitched, her voice turning meek. “Well… there were a lot of people outside. That was my bad.”
She had already finished showing off—time to admit her mistake.
She wasn’t Xu Yanqing, and Tang Song wasn’t “Tang Song” from her novel. He wouldn’t indulge her whims.
If she pissed him off, he might actually spank her.
Hearing her words, Tang Song burst out laughing. He reached out and ruffled her hair. “It’s no big deal. Just change into a maid outfit later and kneel to apologize.”
“You! You!” Xu Qing’s mouth fell open instantly, her face flushing hot. She gritted her teeth. “No way! I won’t!”
Did she have no dignity?!
Taking photos was one thing, but why did she have to play the role of a maid?!
And kneel to apologize?! Absolutely not!
“I remember in Yuyan’s video, you performed pretty well. What, don’t want to play a role-playing game with me? If not, you can get out of the car now.”
Xu Qing’s lips parted slightly. After hesitating for a moment, she murmured, “Actually… role-playing isn’t entirely out of the question.”
Tang Song chuckled as he looked at her. He really enjoyed Xu Qing’s tsundere attitude—it was especially fun to tease her.
Then, his gaze became more serious as he took a closer look at her.
She wore delicate makeup with dark red contacts.
A classic black-and-white JK uniform, the soft, high-quality fabric outlining her figure perfectly.
Between the black stockings and the pleated skirt was a strip of fair skin, taut and smooth—a tantalizing absolute territory.
Though shorter in height, Xu Qing weighed more than Xiao Jing by over ten pounds, making her appear slightly plumper.
This wasn’t the same kind of “plump” as a big sister—it was an evenly distributed softness, actually quite appealing.
Noticing Tang Song’s heated gaze, Xu Qing tensed up instantly.
She quickly looked out the window at the bustling streets, pretending to admire the scenery.
Tang Song smiled and, without hesitation, placed his hand on her knee.
The warmth of his fingers seeped through the thin stockings and onto her skin. Her body trembled slightly, eyes widening in shock.
Goosebumps instantly covered her skin—she couldn’t pretend anymore.
She spun around, glaring at him “fiercely.”
Xiao Songzi, what are you doing?!
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Their eyes met, and Tang Song’s fingers slowly moved upward, touching the absolute territory.
Her skin was silky smooth, like fine silk. His fingers spread, gripping tighter.
A strange sense of satisfaction and possession filled Tang Song, putting him in a good mood.
Thump—thump—thump—
The sound of her heartbeat roared in her ears, as if it would burst out of her chest.
“…What are you doing…”
Tang Song’s fingers moved further in. Xu Qing quickly covered her mouth, stifling the sound that almost escaped.
“I’ve been busy all day, pretty tired. Let me rest for a bit.” Tang Song spoke lazily, closing his eyes lightly, while his left hand continued its mischief.
He had spent the morning in a meeting at Lanfeng International, then accompanied Xie Shuyu in the afternoon to inspect two stores.
Just when he had finally taken a break, Xu Qing had called him up.
Fortunately, he had left his camera and other equipment in a Lanfeng International suite earlier that morning. Now, they could head straight there to have fun.
Outside the window, the cityscape blurred past.
Xu Qing leaned back against the leather seat, breathing heavily, her body trembling slightly from time to time.
Yet, she didn’t pull away. A mist gradually formed in her eyes.
Inside her mind, chaotic thoughts swirled—flashes of scenes she couldn’t even put into words.
Ten minutes later.
The Rolls-Royce slowly came to a stop in the underground parking lot of Lanfeng International Hotel.
Liu Jiayi swiftly opened the rear door.
The two got out one after another.
Two hotel staff members quickly approached, taking the shopping bags filled with cosplay outfits,
leading them into a discreet elevator.
A faint, elegant fragrance lingered in the elevator, calm and relaxing.
The cabin walls were inlaid with mirror-like black marble, reflecting a warm golden glow.
The entire space was silent and luxurious.
To ensure privacy, security, and convenience for guests, the presidential suite at Lanfeng International had its own dedicated direct-access elevator with exclusive service.
Xu Qing lowered her head, her cheeks flushed, fingers clutching the hem of her pleated skirt, quietly following behind Tang Song.
When the elevator doors opened again, a bright, lavish private corridor came into view.
A thick, handwoven carpet covered the floor—every step was silent, as if walking on clouds.
Passing through the corridor, they arrived at a black and gold double-door entrance.
Xu Qing couldn’t help but lift her head, sneaking a glance at the legendary presidential suite.
She had only seen it in short videos before—this was her first time stepping inside.
A refreshing blend of cedarwood and amber filled the air.
Spacious side halls, high vaulted ceilings, luxurious curtains, floating chandeliers…
Every detail exuded the ultimate taste and extravagance.
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The staff carefully placed the shopping bags down before quickly exiting the suite.
As the doors slowly closed, Tang Song turned to look at her.
Xu Qing’s body stiffened instantly, her neck shrinking back in fear, head lowered again.
Just then, her phone rang inside her bag.
Xu Qing fumbled to pull it out, pressing the answer button. “Hello, Luoluo.”
“Mm, I just arrived.”
“Ah… not in the lobby. We… we already went upstairs. We’re in the room.”
“I’ll ask.” Xu Qing put down her phone and whispered, “My friend and her boyfriend are staying here tonight too. They want to treat us to dinner.”
Tang Song took a step forward. “I already arranged dinner—black pepper marbled Wagyu cubes, crab roe peony shrimp balls, Lanyue crispy chicken…
All your favorites. They’ll be delivered to the suite’s dining room between shoots, so we won’t be joining them.”
Yeah, right. He came here to play a role-playing game with Xu Qing—where would he find time to entertain others?
Better to have little maid Qingqing massage his legs instead.
“I… I got it.” Xu Qing blushed and shrank back slightly, picking up the phone and softly saying, “Sorry, Luoluo. You guys go ahead, don’t worry about us.”
“Mm, bye-bye.”
Tang Song suddenly realized, “No wonder that girl just now looked familiar. Was that Ma Luoluo from our school?”
“It was her.” Xu Qing held her bag in front of her, speaking quietly. “The one beside her, Xiaomei, is also from our school’s cosplay club. They used to hang out with me.”
“Haha.” Tang Song casually wrapped an arm around her waist, giving it a light squeeze. “Then I’ll give face to our dear Xu Qing.”
“What are you doing? Let go of me.” Xu Qing let out a soft cry, instinctively taking a breath, trying to make her waist appear slimmer.
Tang Song ignored her and directly called the hotel front desk, giving a few low instructions.
Hearing his arrangements, Xu Qing’s eyes lit up, excitement surging in her heart.
Xiao Songzi is brilliant!
Now, even if I wanted to keep a low profile, I couldn’t!
Back in university, she was a total campus celebrity—best friends with the school’s top beauty, president of the cosplay club, always mingling in the most elite circles.
With her outstanding figure and looks, she was constantly surrounded by admirers.
At that time, Ma Luoluo, Xiaomei, and the others followed her lead.
That was the peak of her life as Miss Xu Qing.
But after graduation, reality hit hard, and she was knocked back down.
Now, with Big Boss Tang Song backing her up, she was finally unrestrained again!
Hahaha!
Hanging up the call, Tang Song caught Xu Qing smirking to herself.
Without hesitation, he gave her a light smack on the butt. “What are you spacing out for?”
“N-Nothing!” Xu Qing quickly gulped, subtly covering her backside with her right hand.
Tang Song glanced at her JK uniform and chuckled. “Let’s go. The camera is in the bedroom. This is my first time shooting private photos.”
“I’m using a Hasselblad X2D. Let’s pick a lens first and test the lighting.”
With that, Tang Song grabbed her hand and led her inside.
This time, he brought two spare batteries and three lenses—fully prepared for a major session.
Since he had a lot of gorgeous girlfriends, Tang Song figured it was worth practicing his photography skills.
Watching his tall, striking silhouette, Xu Qing bit her lip and obediently followed.
Arriving at the spacious, luxurious master bedroom.
Tang Song scanned the room, the corners of his lips lifting slightly.
Pointing to a spot, he said, “Qingqing, get on the bed.”
“Ah!” Xu Qing gasped, immediately crossing her arms over her chest. “No! No way!”
How is it happening this fast?!
He wants me on the bed right away?!
Damn you, Tang Song! Are you treating me like an RBQ?!
Tang Song pinched her cheek. “I meant posing for some bed photos.”
“Oh…” Xu Qing blushed, lowering her hands, slipping off her shoes, and obediently climbing onto the bed.
As a professional coser, she had plenty of photoshoot experience.
But thinking about posing in front of Tang Song still made her incredibly nervous and shy.
Tang Song picked up the Hasselblad from the table, attaching an XCD 80mm f/1.9 portrait lens.
Raising the camera, he aimed it at Xu Qing.
“Relax, Qingqing. Lift your skirt a little and smile.”
“Hurry up, don’t make me come over and adjust you myself.”
“Okay, just like that.”
Click—
With the crisp sound of the shutter,
Tang Song’s first private photoshoot was officially underway.
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“She probably declined because her boyfriend didn’t want to eat with us,” Ma Luoluo put down her phone, sighing helplessly.
Zhang Xiao furrowed his brows slightly and laughed at himself. “Guess they think we’re not on their level.”
Earlier, when they were outside Pure Dimension Culture Museum, Tang Song’s distant attitude had already left a strong impression.
Now, despite his initiative to invite them to dinner, he was flat-out rejected—not even given a shred of face.
Sensing her boyfriend’s displeasure, Ma Luoluo quickly wrapped her arms around his, pouting, “Come on, babe, it’s just the first time meeting. There will be more chances in the future.”
“Heh.” Zhang Xiao shrugged. “It’s no big deal, really. I was just curious about his background. Let’s check in first, then I’ll take you to Sinmo Bar tonight.”
“Yay! Thank you, babe!”
The two took the elevator to the lobby on the i-floor and followed the staff to the front desk.
Ma Luoluo opened her bag and handed over her ID card.
The receptionist glanced at it, and a bright, enthusiastic smile instantly appeared on her face. With a respectful tone, she said, “Ms. Ma, welcome to Lanfeng International Hotel.
Our boss specifically instructed us to provide the best service for you and your companion.
There are still executive suites available on the 29th floor, so we’ve upgraded your reservation to an executive suite free of charge. We hope you enjoy your stay.
Additionally, we’ve prepared a welcome gift for you, which will be delivered to your room shortly.”
As she spoke, the receptionist swiftly began processing the check-in on the computer.
Listening to the receptionist’s words, Ma Luoluo stood frozen on the spot, momentarily unable to react.
Zhang Xiao squeezed his girlfriend’s hand tightly, his face filled with confusion.
Lowering his voice, he asked, “Luoluo, what’s going on?”
“I… I don’t know.” Ma Luoluo shook her head in a daze.
Why would the owner of Lanfeng International Hotel know her? And even upgrade her room personally?
Did she really have that much influence? Could this be a mistake?
Just as the two were lost in thought—
The receptionist smiled and handed them two key cards. “Your check-in is complete. We wish you a pleasant stay.
Additionally, your friend, Ms. Xu Qing, has reserved a dinner for you at Lan Yue Chinese Restaurant. A window-side table has been set aside for you, where you can enjoy the night view.
There’s also a complimentary spa experience, which has already been arranged. You can schedule it at your convenience, anytime you like.
This is your exclusive service card. If you need anything, such as reservations, transportation arrangements, or additional services, please don’t hesitate to contact us.”
Ma Luoluo swallowed hard, accepting the card in disbelief.
Qingqing reserved a dinner for them at Lan Yue Chinese Restaurant?
And they even got a free spa treatment?
Why did this feel like a dream?
Since when was Qingqing this powerful?!
Recalling the receptionist’s earlier words, a sudden thought flashed through Ma Luoluo’s mind.
Just as she was about to say something—
Zhang Xiao’s voice, filled with tension, interrupted, “May I ask who your boss is?”
The receptionist maintained her professional smile and responded warmly, “Our boss is Mr. Tang Song. He is someone who pays great attention to detail and service quality.
Our hotel is dedicated to providing an exceptional guest experience, and we hope you can feel our sincerity.”
Upon hearing her answer—
Zhang Xiao and Ma Luoluo both inhaled sharply, their minds buzzing.
Xu Qing’s boyfriend was actually the owner of Lanfeng International Hotel?!
No wonder Tang Song had declined their dinner invitation.
Inviting the owner to dine at his own hotel? That was practically flipping the heavens upside down.
…
As evening fell—
Inside the presidential suite on the 30th floor.
“OK, turn around and switch to another pose.”
Xu Qing pouted at him but still obediently complied.
She took a deep breath, tucked in her stomach, and lifted her chest to make her figure appear even better.
Click—
After capturing several sets of Asuka photos, Tang Song glanced at the time and set the camera down. “It’s almost 7 o’clock. Let’s get ready for dinner.”
Xu Qing instinctively touched her stomach and shook her head vigorously. “I’m not hungry. I’ll skip dinner.”
She had finally digested her lunch, making her lower abdomen appear noticeably flatter. She had to maintain it now.
Tang Song raised an eyebrow and smacked her on the butt.
“Can you stop hitting my butt?!” Xu Qing glared at him furiously.
Damn that perverted Xiao Jing for giving Tang Song this bad habit.
Getting smacked herself was bad enough—now she had to suffer too.
“You don’t have to eat, but you have to change into the maid outfit and accompany me to dinner.”
“Ah… this…”
“Or should I help you change?”
Xu Qing bit her lip, wanting to say something tough, but in the end, she just grumbled a few words under her breath before lowering her head and slipping into the walk-in closet.
Struggling to peel off her Asuka cosplay—
She twisted her bare body in front of the mirror, a satisfied smile appearing on her face.
During the shoot just now, she had definitely noticed Tang Song’s hungry gaze.
That meant her figure was still highly attractive.
Thanks to her well-proportioned body, her silhouette was smooth, without any noticeable fat accumulation.
Her shoulders and collarbones were defined, her hips round yet not excessive.
Overall, she looked full of health and vitality.
Slim in clothes, curvy when undressed.
The only problem was her bust—if she were a C-cup or larger, she’d be the perfect slim-thick type.
Thinking about it, Xu Qing hesitantly squeezed her chest.
To boost her confidence, she was wearing extra-thick, push-up underwear—a classic case of false advertising.
But as long as Tang Song didn’t touch, he wouldn’t find out.
A black dress paired with a white apron, plus white over-the-knee stockings, small leather shoes, a detachable collar, and a headband—
A full maid outfit was now on Xu Qing.
She lowered her head to look at herself, feeling both embarrassed and oddly excited.
Although she often wore various cosplay outfits, playing the role of a little maid in front of Tang Song gave her a different kind of thrill.
Stepping out of the closet, Xu Qing cleared her throat and glanced at Tang Song, who was fiddling with his camera.
The moment his gaze landed on her—
Xu Qing tilted her head slightly, folded her hands in front of her, and flashed a sweet smile. “Master, how may I serve you?”
Tang Song blinked in surprise, a flicker of excitement crossing his face. “Come here.”
Xu Qing stuck out her soft pink tongue playfully, then took small, careful steps toward him, standing straight with an obedient look. “Master, I can tidy your room, prepare your dinner, or…”
She deliberately dragged out her words, a sly glint flashing in her eyes. “Chat with you?”
Of course, she had a reason for being this enthusiastic.
Tonight, she’d act like a good little maid to please Xiao Songzi—
Tomorrow, he’d have to play the role of her boyfriend. That was fair, right?
After all, her mom was coming to Yan City tomorrow. That was a major event!
Tang Song clasped his hands together, his expression serious. “First, apologize for your attitude on the phone today.”
Xu Qing bowed deeply. “I’m sorry, Master. I was wrong.”
Tang Song barely managed to hold back his laughter, keeping a stern face. “Did you forget what I told you in the car?”
Xu Qing’s dark eyes flickered rapidly before she suddenly knelt on the floor in front of Tang Song, looking pitiful.
“I’m sorry, Master. Please forgive my rudeness today. I’ll do anything to make it up to you.”
Her hands lightly rested on her knees, eyelashes trembling slightly, looking a bit nervous.
Her exaggerated yet adorable actions made her seem like a real maid being disciplined.
Tang Song had never encountered such a scene before.
Walking up to her, he lowered his gaze to the cute and beautiful little maid—
Then, his body slowly leaned forward.
Xu Qing let out an “Ah!” and instinctively stepped back, only to bump straight into the edge of the bed.
The next second, she was forcefully pulled into Tang Song’s arms.
Xu Qing’s red lips parted slightly, as if wanting to say something, but the words quickly turned into muffled “Mmm-mmm” sounds.
Tang Song gently captured her lips,
breathing in the faint citrus fragrance of her perfume, savoring the alluring and delicate warmth between her lips and teeth.
Xu Qing froze like a statue, her large dark eyes wide open, staring blankly at him.
In her ears was the thunderous sound of her own heartbeat, in her chest was an indescribable rush of emotion.
My first kiss! My first kiss is gone!
Damn you, Xiao Songzi! You’re nothing but a shameless scumbag!
I would never interfere in someone else’s relationship—it’s YOU who insisted on playing dirty with me!
After a while.
Tang Song’s hand unconsciously moved to Xu Qing’s chest, feeling her heartbeat through the black dress.
However, the fabric was too thick, and he couldn’t feel it clearly.
Tang Song raised an eyebrow, and out of reflex, his gaze shifted downward.
Xu Qing instantly turned bright red.
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