novelraw Chapter 629: Mastering Annie, [Gleam Spring Teapot]
Chapter 629: Mastering Annie, [Gleam Spring Teapot]
Chapter 629: Mastering Annie, [Gleam Spring Teapot]Hearing Tang Song joke around, Lin Muxue’s deliberately aloof expression finally cracked.
She burst out laughing with a “pfft,” her sexy body swaying side to side.
Seeing the fake socialite so different in temperament from the beautician, Tang Song’s breath quickened.
He held the beautician’s slender wineglass legs and waved over to her.
His voice was low and magnetic: “Muxue, come here.”
Lin Muxue bit her lip, glanced at the two entwined intimately, but instead of approaching, she chuckled lightly and deliberately stepped back two paces.
“You two go on. I’m hungry;
I’ll grab something to eat first.”
She pointed toward the dining area, where the table was already set with decanted red wine and an array of exquisite dishes.
After all, this wasn’t the company setting. As his girlfriend, a little occasional willfulness might make her boyfriend care more about her.
After speaking, she even winked teasingly at Tang Song. She stepped forward with long, slender legs clad in black silk stockings, walking gracefully like a model, trying to circle around the two.
However, just after a few steps,
Tang Song strode over with a strong arm holding the already weak-legged Zhao Yaqian.
His muscular frame tensed slightly, displaying incredible core strength.
“Ah!” Lin Muxue exclaimed, unable to react in time as her body was suddenly lifted off the ground.
Tang Song grabbed her in one swoop, hugging her waist and colliding her with the beautician in his arms.
In the air, two completely different fragrances instantly blended and surged into the nose.
Refreshing and intoxicating.
Feeling the distinctly different yet equally enchanting touches, Tang Song felt his blood boiling faster than ever.
“Are you so eager to eat? Want me to feed you a bit first? Your hairstyle is just perfect for it.” Tang Song leaned forward, biting lightly on Muxue’s delicate earlobe, his gaze flickering to her high ponytail.
Lin Muxue’s body shuddered violently, her legs clad in silk instinctively pressed tightly together.
The beautician beside them covered her mouth, giggling, taking the chance to tattletale: “Muxue has indeed been a bit greedy lately;
she’s gained some weight. Brother Song, you should teach her a lesson.”
“You’re lying!” Lin Muxue retorted, slapping the beautician’s hip in embarrassment.
The beautician immediately retaliated with a slap back.
The two of them playfully hit and teased each other right in Tang Song’s arms.
Limbs flailing, the scene was as charming as a blossoming spring.
Tang Song raised an eyebrow and joined the fray, playfully slapping their pert hips to “keep the peace.”
“Ah!”
“Ah!”
Two coquettish cries rang out simultaneously.
Immediately after, they stopped their inner fight and instinctively turned their weapons against Tang Song, forming a united front against the big villain. ɽÂƝ𝐎βÊ𝘴
The three of them tangled together instantly.
More than ten minutes later.
Lin Muxue and Zhao Yaqian tidied their disheveled hair and clothes and sat down with Tang Song at the dining table.
Dinner was custom-ordered from Lanyue Chinese Restaurant, exquisite and abundant dishes laid out.
Candlelight flickered, the atmosphere warm and cozy.
The three clinked their glasses. Lin Muxue took a symbolic small sip, not drinking much.
Then she took out her phone and snapped a photo of Tang Song across the table.
She found Shen Yuyan’s WeChat and shared it.
Her message read: “(。) Thanks for your hard work today, Shirley. Tonight, I’ll help President Tang relax well.”
After sending the message, Lin Muxue couldn’t help but chuckle smugly, happily enjoying the feast.
After Qin Yingxue’s urging, she was seriously practicing and working now, even socializing less, which explained her recent weight gain.
However, “teasing” and “tormenting” Shen Yuyan had become her favorite pastime outside work.
They ate for a while, and under the influence of alcohol and food, the atmosphere gradually grew tender and ambiguous.
With a soft “tap—,”
A can of chilled white peach juice was gently placed beside her hand.
Tang Song smiled warmly: “Muxue, you don’t seem to like drinking tonight, so drink more juice to stay hydrated.”
Lin Muxue’s expression stiffened, her face flushing slightly. “No need, I’m not thirsty.”
Due to her age and public image, she always maintained a certain dignity in front of Zhao Yaqian.
Even now, she was trying to stay decent, not wanting the other to discover her embarrassing flaw.
“Really?”
“Mm.” Lin Muxue struggled to keep her elegance.
Tang Song looked at her meaningfully, then turned to the beautician: “Qianqian, after dinner, let’s play a game. You and I team up to PK Muxue, how about that?”
Zhao Yaqian, mouth full of beef, nodded and glanced at Muxue playfully: “Sure, I’m following Brother Song’s lead!”
Listening to their chat,
Lin Muxue’s heart pounded violently, her eyelids fluttering.
What a joke! You two against me?
She immediately retorted, her voice urgent: “Tang Song, you’re so strong, of course it should be me and Qianqian teaming up! That’s fair!”
“Oh?” Tang Song raised an eyebrow, silent, his gaze falling on the juice can.
“Well... I guess I am a bit thirsty.” Lin Muxue took a deep breath and hurriedly grabbed the juice, gulping it down.
Zhao Yaqian looked at the scene curiously.
Her intuition told her there was some little secret between those two.
The thick curtains in the living room were quietly drawn, blocking the dazzling night outside.
After dinner, they freshened up simply and then curled up on the spacious living room sofa together.
Turning on the game console, they began playing PK games.
Tang Song did not join immediately but enthusiastically watched the beautician and fake socialite, best friends, playfully fighting each other.
They sat on his lap, holding game controllers, fiercely battling.
The 19-year-old beautician, full of youthful vigor and energy, suppressed the fake socialite tightly.
If not for Tang Song’s occasional help, Muxue would likely have given up completely.
Night deepened.
Getting more excited, Tang Song grabbed a controller and joined in.
The small sofa instantly heated up.
Button clicks, stifled gasps, and indistinguishable laughter and playful scuffles intertwined.
The warmed room was already pleasant in temperature.
Now, with the three bodies merging heat, it became steamy hot.
The beautician and fake socialite’s faces turned increasingly red.
“Well... you two keep playing,” Lin Muxue suddenly stopped her actions, her voice trembling with restraint, “I... I need to go to the bathroom...”
“Just right, I want to go too. I’ll go with you.”
Tang Song said, pulling her toward the bathroom.
The beautician left behind glanced at their backs disappearing around the corner with a curious and strange look.
Recalling the previous game sessions, Muxue seemed to run to the bathroom quite often.
She gently put down her controller and barefoot followed.
Peeking at the half-open bathroom door through the crack,
Her eyes widened, pupils filled with disbelief.
...
The air gradually grew quiet, a lazy atmosphere permeating the room.
The tired beautician and fake socialite lay sprawled on the master bedroom’s large bed.
Tang Song covered them with a thin silk blanket.
Returning to the living room, he checked the time.
Just half past nine.
Tang Song poured a glass of whiskey with two ice cubes and sat alone on the single sofa.
He admired the dazzling night view outside the window, savoring the just-finished three-person basketball game.
“Ring ring—”
The phone suddenly rang, shattering the quiet night.
[Annie]
Tang Song swirled the amber liquid in his glass, leisurely answering the call.
“Hello, Annie.”
“Well, well,” came Annie’s voice, magnetic with a grainy tone, “I heard your three-person party just ended? Did you have fun, my dear Song?”
“You’re well-informed.”
“Of course.” Annie’s voice was filled with undisguised delight. “I have a surprise for you. Now, go check Luna’s foyer cabinet drawer!”
She deliberately paused, her tone growing more teasing. “I’m waiting for you upstairs in Room 3001, but... do you still have the strength to come up, honey?”
“Oh?” Tang Song raised an eyebrow in surprise. “You live in Lan Feng International apartment?”
“Surprise, surprise.”
“Indeed.” Tang Song leaned back on the sofa, took a sip of whiskey, his tone casual. “But why should I listen to you?”
“Hehe, because Miss Annie always ranks first on any man’s list.” Her voice dropped, dripping with deadly temptation. “And dear, if you don’t come... I might find some more interesting ways to spend this long night. I heard you Huaxia men really care about loyalty, right?”
Hearing her words, Tang Song tapped twice on the rim of his glass, coldly saying, “Looks like last time’s lesson wasn’t enough to teach you how to please me.”
Annie hummed softly in the receiver before the call was cut.
Tang Song took a deep breath and rose, heading toward the foyer.
Inside the drawer lay a black keycard for Room 3001.
With his keen senses, he naturally guessed her plan.
A normal man, after a fierce overtime game with two ball buddies, would be utterly exhausted.
Annie had timed her move perfectly, trying to attack at his most “vulnerable” moment, hoping to defeat him and save her pride.
Tang Song chuckled lightly and stepped out the door.
Too bad... he was an invincible player.
He opened the system interface and entered the warehouse.
[Recovery Potion*3]: Using one quickly restores stamina to peak condition, removes soreness and discomfort, helping you complete training better.
So far, he still had three potions unused.
Tonight, he would complete the [Mastering Annie] task once and for all.
After all, the pride of this mare was almost gone.
He selected [Recovery Potion] and used it immediately.
Suddenly, a thick, sweet liquid appeared in his mouth.
“Gulp—”
A cool sensation slid from his throat down into his stomach.
He shivered slightly;
the fatigue that lingered vanished instantly.
All soreness and swelling disappeared;
his stamina returned to peak.
He felt as refreshed as after a full ten-hour sleep!
“Ding—”
The elevator slowly stopped on the 30th floor.
Tang Song strode to Room 3001’s door and grasped the handle.
“Beep-beep-beep—” The smart lock responded and unlocked.
Sure enough, he “had been” here before.
He pushed open the door.
The room was dimly lit, only a few floor lamps casting warm, soft glows.
Latin jazz flowed through the air.
Nearby the bar, a bottle of just-opened champagne still exhaled cold mist, with two crystal-clear glasses beside it.
Clearly, Annie had made full preparations for this “comeback battle” tonight.
Tang Song’s gaze swept the carefully arranged “hunting ground” and immediately spotted Annie Kate standing in the center of the living room.
She wore a breathtaking black bodycon dress, the tight lace corset perfectly wrapping her proud curves.
Sequins on her waist sparkled like stars, and the high slit revealed long, slender legs faintly veiled by black lace.
Her red lips were extinguished, golden hair cascading like a waterfall, and her sapphire blue eyes shimmered with queenly confidence and pride.
Her entire presence was deadly alluring, elegant yet dangerous.
“Oh~~” Annie’s red lips curled into a playful smile. “I thought you’d need a wheelchair to come up.”
She walked with elegant cat-like steps, swaying seductively, radiating an undeniable pressure with every step.
Tang Song said nothing, silently observing her.
Now restored to peak condition, his aura was equally astonishingly strong.
Annie stopped in front of him, extending her long fingers painted with coral red.
Like admiring a trophy about to be claimed, she gently and teasingly traced his solid chest.
“Gotta admit, your body is quite attractive to me.” Her voice lowered, husky with laziness, breath fragrant as orchids. “But the real war is just beginning. I hope you don’t give up too quickly, and then...”
Her finger moved to Tang Song’s lips, pressure slightly increasing.
“...end up having to use them to please me.”
Danger gleamed in Tang Song’s eyes. “Looks like last time’s lesson still didn’t teach you how to be a compliant mare.”
Thinking of those two days in Overseas Chinese Town, Modu, Annie instinctively licked her lips, heart racing.
She was about to retort when suddenly a strong, powerful hand flashed, grabbing her wrist like lightning.
Immediately, an irresistible force swept through her.
“Ah!”
Annie gasped, instantly losing balance as Tang Song roughly lifted her.
“You...!”
“Break it—” Tang Song pressed her down onto the soft wool carpet in the living room.
Looking down at her from above, his actions were filled with primal and direct humiliation.
Intense stimulation and shame flooded Annie’s entire body.
“F**k, you bastard!” She couldn’t help but curse, blue eyes blazing with anger.
“Shut up!”
Chaotic noises echoed in the room.
“Oh my God! Are you trying to kill me?!”
“No way!”
“No... you... you monster!”
All of Annie’s resistance was suppressed by his even stronger and more domineering methods.
Outside the window, a myriad of lights flickered;
beneath them, the soft, seemingly endless carpet stretched out.
Those proud icy blue eyes gradually became glazed with a misty haze.
...
The faint light of an early autumn morning filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
It spread through the living room, kitchen, foyer, and bedroom...
Scattered black sequined fabric reflected the faint glow.
Annie lay motionless, golden hair spread like seaweed, covering most of her pale face.
Her dry lips parted as if wanting to speak.
But when she met Tang Song’s teasing gaze, she obediently closed her mouth.
Her eyes looked at him filled with fear.
Heaven only knew what she’d endured that night.
What a monster!
Then, her body lifted into the air.
“Stop!” Annie screamed sharply, terrified.
“Don’t be nervous. I’ll take you to shower.” Tang Song whispered into her ear, voice low and warm, carrying an irresistible tone.
The mare in his arms hadn’t yet recovered her senses before being carried into the bathroom.
Steam rose as warm water washed over her skin, gradually dispelling the chaotic fear in her mind.
Tang Song’s movements were gentle, fingertips gliding over her shoulders and hair.
No longer the sharp aggression of last night, but a possessive, soothing tenderness.
The contrast made Annie’s heartbeat even more chaotic.
After leaving the bathroom, he used a soft towel to dry the water droplets off both of them.
Holding the weak Annie, he sat on the edge of the bed.
Outside the bedroom’s floor-to-ceiling window, the sky over Yancheng had brightened.
Sunlight filtered through sheer curtains, bathing everything inside in a hazy, tranquil glow.
Tang Song held her like this, taking advantage of the morning light to carefully study the mare in his arms for the first time.
Annie’s features were typical of a bold beauty type.
A full, high skull, large eyes, and cool pale skin.
Her facial features were substantial, with full lips and a prominent nose, visually striking.
But this aggressive beauty was cleverly embedded in her small, plump face, especially her dull lower face, which largely softened the sharpness.
Fashionable, bright, sexy, dignified...
These seemingly contradictory traits perfectly fused in her.
Paired with a devilish figure reminiscent of a classical Greek sculpture, full of strength and beauty.
One had to admit, human aesthetics were highly consistent to some degree.
Anyone would see her as an absolute top-tier beauty.
Tang Song’s slender fingers caressed her delicate cheek, from the smooth forehead down to the high nose bridge.
Finally, resting on her swollen lips.
His voice softened for the first time: “Annie, you’re truly beautiful, addictive even.”
Hearing this sudden compliment, Annie’s icy blue eyes trembled, her voice hoarse: “I’ll give you... some credit.”
Immediately after, a crisp system notification sounded again.
“Ding! Congratulations, player, character interaction task [Mastering Annie] completed.”
“Ding! You have gained [Charm +1].”
“Ding! You have gained [Stamina +3].”
“Ding! You have obtained a special item [Tang Song’s Belt*1].”
A radiant smile appeared on Tang Song’s face.
He lowered his head without hesitation, deeply kissing Annie’s lips.
It was a gentle, lingering kiss, full of soothing and reward.
The mare murmured satisfiedly.
She didn’t resist, only responding obediently.
After a while,
Tang Song laid her down on the bed, still holding her.
Soon, Annie’s breathing grew even and steady.
Outside, the sky brightened, and city noises gradually resumed.
Because he had taken a [Recovery Potion] just two hours ago, Tang Song felt no drowsiness.
Once the mare fell into a deep sleep, he got out of bed.
Returning to Room 2002 downstairs.
Familiar warmth mixed with faint fragrance and daily life atmosphere greeted him.
In a corner of the living room, by the floor-to-ceiling window, Lin Muxue was exercising in tight fitness clothes.
Hearing the noise at the door, she quickly stopped and turned.
Seeing Tang Song, her gaze flickered evasively. She softly asked, “Tang Song, you’re back?”
After all, she had been the one to tip him off yesterday.
Though it was a playful matter between men and women, she still felt a bit guilty.
Especially since Annie Kate looked like someone not to mess with.
“Good morning, Muxue.” Tang Song smiled faintly. “Have you eaten?”
Lin Muxue instantly relaxed. “Not yet. What do you want? I’ll make it!”
“Let’s go out together. I’ll call Qianqian.” Tang Song said, walking into the master bedroom.
A sweeter scent approached.
Zhao Yaqian lay on her side on the bed, leisurely playing with her phone.
Her perfectly shaped wineglass legs stretched out from under the thin blanket, swaying softly in the air.
Tang Song pinched her cheek and pulled the beautician out of the covers.
More than ten minutes later.
The three bundled up in thick coats and went downstairs.
The early autumn morning air was crisp and clean.
Sunlight passed through the bare branches of the plane trees, casting mottled, warm patches of light on the ground.
Tang Song held the beautician’s hand and chased after the leaves stirred by the wind with her.
Stepping on fallen leaves, producing crisp “crackling” sounds.
The whole world seemed to be filtered with a soft glow.
Lin Muxue followed behind, holding her phone, smiling brightly as she took photos.
They walked along the city’s main road for quite a while, then turned into a lively street alley.
At the street corner, a small stall emitted wisps of steam;
fried dough sticks sizzled in the pot;
the aroma of steamed buns and soy milk mingled in the air, urging quickened steps.
The three sat around a small wooden table, each ordering their favorite breakfast.
Eating and chatting.
“I just saw the news. Su Yu’s new album will release on November 18, already trending hot.”
“Brother Song, can you get me some signed albums?”
“Sure, no problem.”
Tang Song smiled, his gaze slightly distant.
November 18 was not only Su Yu’s album release but also Bai Yueguang’s birthday.
Last year, because he just started working and they were thousands of miles apart, he couldn’t be with her.
This year, no matter what, he had to go.
“Brother Song, open your mouth, ah—”
His thoughts were pulled back as a steaming dumpling was handed to his lips.
In front of him was the beautician’s pretty face, looking delicate and charming through the steam.
Tang Song smiled and bit into it, then lowered his head to kiss her hand, the oily broth dripping onto her fair, delicate skin.
The beautician let out a coquettish complaint and mimicked by planting a kiss on his face.
At that moment, a crisp system notification sounded in Tang Song’s ear.
“Ding! Halo charge reached 100%, halo baptism triggered.”
Immediately, a thin halo sprayed down from above his head, like morning light piercing mist, dreamy and beautiful.
“Ding! You have obtained the health special item [Gleam Spring Teapot].”
[Gleam Spring Teapot]: An ancient and elegant purple clay teapot. After filling with drinking water and letting it sit for fifteen minutes, the water quality becomes sweet and mellow like mountain spring water. Long-term drinking of water or tea brewed from this pot nourishes the five viscera, clears the lungs and heart, and slowly and continuously improves bodily functions. (This physical item can be gifted)
[Note: Inside the pot, sun and moon long endure;
one sip returns to innocence.]