At 8 PM.

Huarun City - Runxi Phase One.

Xu Qing and Jiang Yourong walked side by side into the elevator, still chattering excitedly as they reviewed the evening's seafood buffet, counting on their fingers to analyze how to get their money's worth next time they came to eat.

"Ding—" The elevator came to a smooth stop on the 52nd floor.

The two walked out of the elevator laughing and talking, opened the door, and entered the apartment.

In the foyer, Jiang Yourong bent down to change her shoes, her fingertips subconsciously rubbing her overfull stomach as she casually said, "Qingqing, I'm going to exercise a bit in the living room later, want to join?"

"No, no, I ate too much, I need to go collapse on the bed for a while." Xu Qing waved her hand, her entire being exuding the laziness of someone who had eaten their fill.

"Alright, you're not fat anyway." Jiang Yourong reached out enviously and pinched Xu Qing's slender waist, sighing inwardly.

Being young was so good. You could gorge yourself on a feast without worrying about gaining weight.

Before she turned thirty, her metabolism was high too, and she never had to be so cautious.

It was only in the last two or three years, with high work pressure, plus three daily meals from the university cafeteria and an addiction to sweets and drinks to keep going.

She had stubbornly transformed from the "Intellectual Goddess" into her current slightly plump figure.

After saying goodnight to each other in the living room, the two parted ways.

Xu Qing, with her little belly sticking out, swayed unsteadily as she walked toward the master bedroom.

Pushing the door open, the room was brightly lit.

Shen Yuyan was wearing a silk nightgown, a facial mask on her face, her hands flying rapidly across a laptop keyboard.

Beneath the thin mask, her lips moved slightly, as if silently reciting some English document.

"Yanyan, I'm back."

"How was it?" Shen Yuyan asked without looking up. "Did it go smoothly?"

"Amazing! It was absolutely amazing!" Xu Qing closed the door behind her, threw herself onto the bed, and buried herself in the soft blankets. "That seafood buffet was incredible! I alone polished off three plates of New Zealand whole prawns, two plates of sea urchin, and a whole bunch of other random stuff..."

Shen Yuyan's fingers paused, rolling her eyes in exasperation. "I was asking about your meeting with Ms. Ouyang, whether *that* went smoothly!"

Xu Qing instantly beamed, poking her head out from under the blankets. "It was great. You have no idea, Sister Ouyang is so nice. Not a hint of arrogance. She personally brewed tea for me and even praised the novel I wrote. When I was leaving, she even gave me an incredibly expensive antique gold hairpin from the Qing Dynasty!"

"Oh? Really?" Shen Yuyan's typing fingers paused slightly, her tone becoming sharp. "Then... did she say anything special to you, or make any requests?"

"Well..."

Xu Qing, who had been excitedly rolling around, suddenly froze.

"What's wrong?" Shen Yuyan sensed something was off, closed her laptop, and turned to stare at her. "Out with it."

Xu Qing hesitated for a long time, but finally told her best friend everything in detail about Ouyang Xianyue's proposal—for her to go with Tang Song to Monaco to inspect the yacht.

After hearing her story, Shen Yuyan's eyes lit up.

"That's a good thing. Having a chance to travel abroad alone with Tang Song is perfect for quickly heating up your relationship."

As she spoke, a flash of regret quickly passed through her eyes, and she sighed. "It's a pity I'm too busy with work right now. Xuanji Optical World is just getting started, I really can't spare the time to go with you."

Otherwise, how could she possibly let such a good opportunity to make her presence felt in front of Tang Song slip away so easily?

"B-but..." Xu Qing mumbled softly, her cheeks gradually flushing red. "How do I even bring this up to Little Song? This is asking him to take me alone... Last time I just had a small favor to ask him, and he... forced me to get spanked! This request is so much more excessive, I, I, I'm afraid I'll also..."

Shen Yuyan was slightly taken aback. Looking at her best friend's terrified expression, she instantly understood.

She let out a soft "pfft" of laughter, then stood up, slowly approaching the bedside.

She reached out an arm, wrapped it around her best friend's neck, her tone carrying a hint of alluring charm. "It's fine. For the sake of our Qingqing's happiness, how about... I make a sacrifice? I'll go negotiate terms with him. He definitely won't refuse a temptation like 'buy one, get one free'."

"Ah!!!" Xu Qing shuddered violently, shrinking back repeatedly. "Y-you, what nonsense are you talking about! I don't want that!"

"Oh? Really?" Shen Yuyan looked at her best friend's evasive eyes, smiling meaningfully as she leaned in a bit closer. "You're lying. Your eyes are telling me that you actually... have already prepared yourself, and are even a little bit looking forward to it, right?"

"I haven't! I'm not! You're talking nonsense!"

Blushing, Xu Qing directly fired off the denial trifecta.

Right at that moment.

Shen Yuyan's face, covered with the mask, suddenly and unexpectedly leaned in.

Their noses lightly touched.

Immediately after, two soft, warm lips pressed against hers.

"Mmph!"

Xu Qing's eyes widened, staring at the pitch-black mask-covered face so close she could almost touch it, her entire body about to steam over!

Her brain instantly crashed.

A moment later, she jerked back as if electrocuted, flusteredly wiping her lips.

"What are you doing?! Hey!"

"Just rehearsing in advance, afraid you won't be skilled enough when the time comes." Shen Yuyan licked her red lips, looking at her with a meaningful smile.

"You, you, you... pervert! Female hooligan!" Xu Qing was so angry she became incoherent, her face flushed crimson.

"Hehe." Shen Yuyan chuckled softly, her eyes turning somewhat profound. "You're still pretending to be innocent with me? Who doesn't know who between the two of us? Don't tell me you haven't read similar novels or watched similar anime?"

"You, you, you..." Having her secret exposed, Xu Qing's face flushed so red it seemed about to drip blood.

Shen Yuyan put away her joking mood, leaned close to her best friend again, her tone becoming serious and gentle:

"Qingqing, we are the best friends in the whole world, right?"

Xu Qing was stunned for a moment. "...Mhm."

"Since we're best friends, we should always stand together." Shen Yuyan reached out and hugged her tightly, resting her chin on Xu Qing's shoulder. "We've fallen in love with the same man. In this complicated circle, we should support each other even more, never separating for a lifetime. As long as it's with you, I won't have any resistance."

Xu Qing's body trembled slightly.

She bit her lower lip anxiously, feeling the warmth transmitted from her best friend and that familiar scent. Her heartbeat began to accelerate uncontrollably.

It's true...

If it's Yanyan, then... it actually... seems like it really isn't unacceptable?

After all, they've known each other since middle school.

They went to school together, skipped class together, slept together for so many years, even knowing exactly how many moles the other had and how many days their period lasted.

Between them, there was no longer any distinction of 'yours' or 'mine'.

Xu Qing slowly raised her head to look at her best friend.

Her lips parted slightly, wanting to say something, but not knowing how to start.

Shen Yuyan gave a gentle smile, the black mask leaning in again once more.

......

8:30 PM.

Xuanji Optical World, President's Office.

Tang Song leaned back in his chair, stretching out with a long yawn, his joints emitting soft cracking sounds.

Four consecutive hours of high-intensity mental labor had left him somewhat mentally fatigued.

But the results were extremely significant.

He had extensively read the latest cutting-edge technology papers, global macroeconomic research reports, and various obscure offshore trust structure analyses.

That complex knowledge was rapidly absorbed like a sponge soaking up water, then sorted and stored in his "Memory Palace".

Just as he was thinking this, his phone buzzed with vibrations.

[Shen Yuyan: "President Tang, I heard from colleagues you're still at the company? You must be tired, right? Want to come over to Runxi to relax?"]

[Shen Yuyan: Group photo.jpg]

Tang Song tapped open the photo.

His breathing instantly grew heavier.

In the photo, Xu Qing and Shen Yuyan were pressed closely together, both wearing only tight-fitting bustier tops, their snow-white skin glowing softly under the warm light.

Pure and seductive intertwined, overflowing with sensuality.

Tang Song, who had just broken through to 90 Comprehension and received the system reward, was already in a good mood, his blood surging.

Seeing this photo, paired with Shen Yuyan's blatant invitation, the fire in his heart was instantly ignited.

Moreover, his COSER girlfriend had come to Shen City, so naturally he had to meet her.

He quickly typed a reply, stood up, grabbed his jacket, and strode out.

Ten minutes later.

Huarun City - Runxi Phase One, the elevator went directly to the 52nd-floor large flat.

Tang Song, familiar with the place, grasped the door handle.

"Beep beep beep—" The fingerprint lock clicked open in response.

He casually hung his jacket on the coat rack in the foyer, slipped on slippers, and walked toward the living room.

Just as he turned the corner from the foyer, he saw a figure on the balcony.

The elliptical machine was operating at a steady pace. Jiang Yourong, wearing a lotus-root-colored workout set, was focused on pedaling.

With her rhythmic movements, the plump, soft flesh at her waist trembled slightly.

Fine beads of sweat slid down her neck, disappearing into the depths of her collar.

Underneath her loose workout shorts, two legs with ample, satisfying fleshiness glistened with a moist sheen under the light.

Her entire being exuded the unique, steaming vitality of a mature woman after exercise.

Seemingly sensing his gaze, Jiang Yourong instinctively looked up.

Upon seeing who it was, she gasped softly, nearly missing a step with her foot, hurriedly and flusteredly pressing the stop button on the machine.

"P-President Tang, what are you doing here?!"

Tang Song smiled. "This is also my place, isn't it normal for me to come?"

"Oh, oh..." Jiang Yourang nodded awkwardly, not knowing how to respond.

She just instinctively straightened her posture and tightened her stomach, trying to make herself look slimmer.

But this action, instead, made the curves on her chest even fuller, seemingly about to burst forth.

"Don't mind me, keep exercising, keep it up."

Tang Song showed no intention of lingering, greeting her extremely naturally before striding with his long legs straight toward the master bedroom deep in the hallway.

Jiang Yourong was stunned for a moment, then quickly raised her voice to remind him. "Um... Qingqing is in the master bedroom too! Do you want me to go in and let her know first—"

Tang Song paused his steps, turned back, his eyes holding a meaningful smile. "I know. It's fine."

Jiang Yourong opened her mouth, wanting to say more.

But Tang Song had already stepped into the hallway.

The master bedroom door opened and closed.

Immediately after, came a soft "click" sound—the sound of the lock being engaged.

Jiang Yourong stood rooted to the spot, her mouth slowly dropping open, wide enough to fit an egg.

Her ample chest heaved violently a few times, her mind buzzing with a "hum".

She seemed to... have discovered something incredible.

No way?!

This, this, this...

(°△°)

.......

Inside the master bedroom.

The thick curtains were drawn tightly shut, leaving only a few warm yellow ambient lamps on.

The light was soft and ambiguous.

The moment Tang Song pushed the door open, his gaze was drawn to the two figures on the sofa.

His breathing grew ragged.

Both were wearing JK sailor uniforms, sitting side by side on the sofa, yet exuding two completely different styles.

Shen Yuyan on the left wore a classic black-and-white sailor uniform.

The outfit was clearly not her size. The style, meant to be loose and pure, was stretched taut on her body, the collar pulled open by her ample curves, revealing a deep cleavage that rose and fell slightly with her breathing.

Underneath the black pleated miniskirt were a pair of slender, beautiful legs wrapped in ultra-thin black stockings, crossed as they rested on the carpet, gleaming with a fine, enticing luster under the warm light.

Xu Qing on the right wore a blue-and-white sailor uniform paired with white knee-high stockings.

She was nervously pressing her legs together, her hands anxiously twisting her skirt, head bowed, face flushed, her entire person wishing she could shrink into the sofa.

Her whole being exuded the aura of a pure, innocent schoolgirl.

Two completely different styles.

One mature and seductive, the other pure and shy.

Yet both wearing the same uniform, sitting side by side.

This visual impact made Tang Song's heartbeat faster and faster.

"Good evening, Tang Song." Shen Yuyan waved with a smiling, lazy, and alluring voice. "Who do you think is prettier, the two of us?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Xu Qing, who was hanging her head beside her, instantly perked up her ears, even lightening her breathing.

Tang Song pursed his lips, his voice low and hoarse. "I'd have to get closer to see that clearly. Come here."

He beckoned with his hand.

Shen Yuyan gently bit her lower lip, obediently stood up, and walked toward him.

Her high heels made crisp "tap, tap" sounds on the floor.

The distance between them quickly closed.

Tang Song could smell the familiar citrus scent of her perfume, mixed with her warm body heat, washing over him.

Shen Yuyan slightly raised her head. That fresh, elegant campus belle face wore a hint of perfectly measured provocation.

The corners of her eyes tilted up slightly, her long eyelashes fluttering gently, her red lips slightly parted.

Tang Song reached out, gently pinching her delicate chin.

She didn't avoid it.

Instead, following the pressure of his fingers, she brought her cheek even closer to his palm.

That campus belle face was now full of submission and desire.

As their eyes met, she slightly parted her full, red lips and actively took his finger into her mouth.

A wave of heat instantly shot straight to Tang Song's head.

He wrapped an arm around her waist and lowered his head to kiss her.

Shen Yuyan let out a satisfied soft moan, her hands climbing up to his neck, responding passionately.

The ambiguous sounds were exceptionally clear in the quiet room.

On the sofa, Xu Qing's entire body stiffened.

She secretly lifted her eyelids, taking a quick glance, just in time to see Tang Song's hand slip under the hem of the skirt. Like she'd been burned, she immediately lowered her head again, burying her face in her knees.

Her face was flushed red as if about to drip blood, even the tips of her ears burning hot.

Who knows how much time passed before the lingering kiss slowly separated.

Shen Yuyan's lips were slightly swollen from the kiss, the corners of her eyes tinged with moist red. Her whole body was soft and weak, leaning entirely against his chest as she panted lightly.

Tang Song's gaze passed over her, landing on the figure on the sofa who was trying to curl herself into a ball.

"Qingqing, come here."

Xu Qing shuddered all over, burying her head even deeper. "I, I don't want to go over there."

Tang Song raised an eyebrow, holding Shen Yuyan, and took two steps forward, standing right in front of her.

Xu Qing instinctively stood up, but in her panic, she stumbled and fell onto the bed.

Flustered, she tried to scramble up, but didn't know where to hide. Her whole person was like a little turtle stuck on its back.

Adorably helpless.

Seeing her like this, Tang Song finally couldn't hold back, letting out a low chuckle.

"Hey! Wh-what are you laughing at!" Feeling she had utterly embarrassed herself, Miss Xu Qing lifted her flushed face to glare at him angrily, trying to use bluster to cover up her shyness.

Tang Song leaned down, reached out to pinch her small chin, and applied a little force, forcing her to look up and meet his eyes.

"What are you running from?"

"I, I, I'm not running..." Xu Qing stammered over her words, her eyes darting everywhere, just not daring to meet his gaze. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Tang Song didn't speak anymore.

His warm fingertips brushed over her lips.

Xu Qing's eyelashes trembled violently.

A moment later, his hand slowly moved downward.

Caressing the soft lines of her jaw, following the slender neck all the way down, finally coming to rest on her pressed-together thighs.

Xu Qing was as if under a paralysis spell, not daring to move a muscle.

With just a gentle push from Tang Song, she lost her balance, falling backward onto the soft, fluffy mattress.

......

The warm yellow light was shattered by the swaying figures, scattering onto the carpet, the edge of the bed, blurring into hazy patches of light and shadow.

Black stockings and white socks.

Sometimes side by side, sometimes overlapping, flickering in and out of view amidst the shifting light and shadow.

The Yanqing CP duo dungeon was finally cleared.