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Chapter 146: Chapter 141 The Truth of Wen Ruan, Full Hands Everywhere Chapter 146: Chapter 141 The Truth of Wen Ruan, Full Hands Everywhere A faint scent of perfume wafted into his nose, stirring his heartstrings.

Her lips were just like her name, tender and soft.

He quietly kissed her for a while, and seeing that Wen Ruan showed no resistance, Tang Song grew much bolder.

He leaned forward, gently placing his hand on her leg.

Wen Ruan’s legs were the epitome of shapely thighs, not overly slender but emphasizing health and a moderate muscular feel.

Strong and powerful, full and fleshy, the curves were smooth and round, very elastic.

Feeling the delicate and plump texture, Tang Song felt extremely elated.

After a moment, Wen Ruan gently bit his tongue and pushed him away, then swiftly rolled on the bed, escaping Tang Song’s reach.

Looking at his luscious lips, Wen Ruan licked her own lips, feeling somewhat puzzled.

Tang Song had eaten a lot of barbecue that evening and hadn’t had the chance to brush his teeth yet, so how could his mouth still be so fresh, causing her to lose control.

Hugging her legs, she rested her chin on her knees and said in a pretended scared tone, “Little brother, what were you doing just now? Why did you suddenly kiss me, you scared me to death. Aren’t you afraid I’ll call the police?”

“Wen Ruan, you obviously enjoyed it too,” Tang Song was somewhat speechless, “Besides, you admitted in front of colleagues that I’m your boyfriend.”

“Boyfriend…” Wen Ruan muttered, then suddenly gave him a coquettish smile, “Considering how skilled you were just now with the kissing and touching, you don’t seem like a naive programmer. I think Lili’s information might be off, and I need to observe you more.”

“Uh.” Tang Song opened his mouth in surprise, averted his gaze feeling a bit guilty, and did not retort.

On this matter, he indeed couldn’t refute, especially since Zhao Yaqian was still his girlfriend.

He was very clear about his own perception, without the system, he would just be a “greedy, lascivious, but utterly upright ordinary person”.

Even with his first love, his initial attraction was due to her looks and figure.

However, everyone deserves to be reckless at least once in their life.

At that time, he was at the innocent age of budding youth.

So during his college years, he studied hard and improved himself, abandoning his graduation studies for the sake of family, and then resolutely moved to Imperial City for work.

After living together for a year and a half, getting to know her life, social circle, and career deeply, and having sensed the differences between them, coupled with her mother’s words, the fire in his heart gradually extinguished.

So when she asked, “The industrial chain is more complete in the south, the investors want us to move to Shen City, Song, will you come with me?” he chose to let go.

Seeing Tang Song suddenly become silent, Wen Ruan’s heart tightened, harboring some unpleasant suspicions.

However, she did not choose to confront him on the spot. Her long-term career experience combined with high EQ meant she was no longer that naive little girl.

Given how impressive Tang Song had shown himself to be, to say he had no rivals would be a joke.

Seeing the reactions of those female colleagues downstairs had prepared her mentally.

“Hmph!” Wen Ruan got out of the bed, put on disposable slippers, and turned around, “I need to go back, it’s too dangerous to stay here.”

“Why don’t you stay here tonight? It’s very cold outside, and I’m worried about you feeling unwell,” Tang Song said, looking at her mature and curvaceous body, his voice slightly hoarse.

Wen Ruan smiled, “I have heating pads and pain killers, I’m feeling much better now, don’t worry.”

She continued towards the door, but her steps were especially slow, seemingly hesitant.

Watching her retreating figure, Tang Song suddenly said softly, “I like you, Wen Ruan.”

Wen Ruan paused, the corners of her mouth curving up despite facing away from him.

“Knock knock knock—” A gentle knocking sound echoed.

Two clear female voices sounded outside the door.

“Tang Song, we’re playing Werewolf in room 412, and we’re one person short, want to join?”

“It’s Sunday tomorrow, let’s have some fun!”

Wen Ruan paused, recognizing the voices of those two colleagues, her voice turned cold, “He’s really tired today, and he has to drive tomorrow, so he won’t be joining. You guys have fun.”

“Oh! Okay, okay, sorry for disturbing.”

Two exclamations followed, and the sound of footsteps “tatatata” gradually faded away.

Muttering to herself softly, Wen Ruan suddenly clutched her stomach and crouched down.

“It hurts! It hurts! Maybe it’s the cold wind I caught on the way upstairs, my stomach suddenly feels terrible.”

Tang Song hurried over to help her up, rubbing his palms together, he expressed his concern, “Let me rub it for you.”

“Okay… fine,” Wen Ruan bit her lip, “Come here.”

Tang Song moved closer to her, their bodies pressing tightly together.

“Turn around, face me.”

Tang Song paused, obediently turned to face her.

Wen Ruan also turned, her back to him, and slowly leaned backward.

Soon, Wen Ruan’s seductive body was nestled in his arms.

Her voluminous hair just brushed against his face, the pleasant scent of her shampoo filling his nostrils.

Lowering his head, Tang Song could see her slender neck, delicate collarbone, and the rise of her chest.

Due to their fullness, he could see much more of the splendid view he had never beheld through the neckline.

Among the women he knew, this had to be the largest, possibly due to having a larger frame, looking even more voluptuous than the E-cup of his first love.

Tang Song couldn’t help but take a deep breath, then let it out long and hot, his heated breath causing a fine shiver to run through Wen Ruan’s delicate skin.

She shuddered, rubbing her legs together vigorously, then patted Tang Song on the arm, “Aren’t you supposed to be massaging my stomach? What are you daydreaming about!”