Chapter 245: Chapter 185 Whisper of Human Nature: Lin Muxue_3 Chapter 245: Chapter 185 Whisper of Human Nature: Lin Muxue_3 Yao Lingling pouted, “Tang Song is indeed a nice guy and has helped me a lot. But we’re just good friends, like brothers. Can you not always twist our friendship?”
Zhang Jiahong smiled and didn’t dwell on the topic further, “Alright, I won’t hold you up any longer. Off you go to work, my Lingling the great designer!”
The two chatted, laughed, and horsed around for a bit, dispelling the atmosphere of parting.
After all, they were still in Yan City, and they could visit each other on the weekends if they found the time.
Yao Lingling grabbed her helmet, hummed a tune as she descended the stairs, and rode off to her company on her beloved little motorcycle.
Yan Jing Tian Cheng, spacious flat.
Tang Song changed his clothes and emerged from the walk-in closet, feeling refreshed and invigorated.
The energy that had nowhere to go was now released, and the world in front of him seemed even brighter.
He picked up his phone and saw a new unread message.
[Lingling: “Senior, I’ve arrived at the company. Remember to contact me when you get downstairs.”]
Tang Song replied with a simple message and walked over to the bed, gently patting the beautician’s upturned bottom, “Yaqian, take a good rest here. I’ve got some things to take care of.”
Zhao Yaqian, lying on the bed, lifted her head, her speech slightly unclear, “Mmm, Brother, just go about your business. Don’t mind me.”
After speaking, she glanced at Tang Song’s midsection somewhat fearfully.
Brother Song was really incredible, managing three times in the morning, and each time for such a long duration.
“Humming ~” The roar of the engine resonated in his ears.
The black Ninja 400 sped along the main thoroughfare of the city.
Tang Song, adorned in a helmet and protective gear, was hunched over the bike, with the cool breeze billowing into his collar, rustling his clothes.
About 20 minutes later, the motorbike slowly entered Yuhua Business Building.
Tang Song parked the bike downstairs and initiated a WeChat voice call to Yao Lingling.
After waiting three or four more minutes, a familiar figure emerged from the front door.
She wore tight jeans, sneakers, a plain T-shirt, and her hair was tied up in a high ponytail.
Her features were fresh and clean, her skin evenly toned and delicate, giving her a healthy and vibrant look.
Yao Lingling waved vigorously at him and trotted over, her high ponytail bouncing with each step.
“Little brother, good morning! Thank you for making the trip!” Yao Lingling greeted, blinking her eyes as she sized up the former “electronic pet”, now the “design genius senior.”
His physique was truly impressive; his skin seemed much smoother, possibly due to some concealer.
He looked suave and dashing.
She had watched Tang Song transform from a chubby homebody into the figure he cut now.
Having offered a lot of suggestions throughout this process made her a participant and a witness, filling her with a sense of achievement.
She felt a unique fondness and affection for him.
“Good morning, Lingling.” Tang Song smiled at her and pointed to the motorcycle behind him, “This is the bike I chose based on your recommendation, a metallic black Ninja 400. Looks cool, right?”
Yao Lingling was slightly stunned, and said with surprise, “You made the purchase so quickly? Senior, you’re really capable!”
This bike cost around fifty thousand landed, and it was the most expensive one she had recommended.
After she spoke, she quickly approached the bike, touching here, inspecting there, her eyes sparkling, “It’s really cool, indeed racing bikes are the best!”
The two of them chatted about motorcycles for a while.
Yao Lingling opened her bag and took out a flexible measuring tape.
Petting Tang Song’s shoulder, she laughed, “Now let’s start your measurements. Stand up straight, arms hanging naturally, don’t look down, chest out.”
Tang Song obliged and assumed the correct posture.
Yao Lingling cleared her throat, placed her finger on Tang Song’s body, and began the measurements.
Clothes length, sleeve length, waistline, hip height…
She measured and took notes.
Shortly, Yao Lingling’s cheeks grew redder and her gaze started to dodge.
His physique was just too perfect!
Wide shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, well-proportioned figure, graceful posture, full buttocks, and clearly defined muscles.
As a fashion designer, she was acutely aware of how exceptional such a body was, absolutely perfect for showing off clothes.
She couldn’t imagine how comfortable it must be to sleep hugged by such a man!
Once everything was done, Yao Lingling pursed her lips, feeling thirsty and parched.
Inside, she scorned herself for harboring lustful thoughts about a good friend!
Tang Song relaxed and asked, “Is that all done?”
“Yes, I’ve recorded all the data. Next, I’ll make the sample clothing according to your size. You can try it on later to see the fit,” she replied.
“Alright then.” Tang Song turned around, took a box from the bag hanging on his motorcycle, and handed it to her, “You wouldn’t take the part-time fee, so I bought you a small gift instead. Here you go.”
Yao Lingling looked at the black box in her hand in surprise and exclaimed, “A phone?”
“Yes, I saw that your OPPO phone’s screen was cracked, so I bought you the latest Find X6 Pro.”
Yao Lingling glanced at the technical specifications, 16GB + 512GB. If she remembered correctly, it should cost around six or seven thousand yuan.
She immediately shook her head and pushed the phone back, “No, no, this phone is too expensive. I should be thanking you for the sketch drafts, I can’t accept this!”
“Keep it, I don’t have the habit of taking advantage of my juniors for nothing,” Tang Song said, flashing her a bright smile, putting on his helmet, revving the engine, and waving goodbye, “Bye Lingling.”
Yao Lingling watched as Tang Song sped away on his motorcycle, her gaze locked onto his handsome departing figure.
Her mind still replayed the smile he had just now.
She had to admit, the senior looked really handsome when he smiled!
Shaking her head, Yao Lingling looked down at the phone in her hand, her cheeks reddening.