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Chapter 1559: Chapter 550: Skin Boosts Combat Power 5

For some reason, regularly checking her messages, it almost became his habit.

The message list finished loading, unsurprisingly, a new message popped up.

It was sent to him around 11 last night.

[Zhang Yan: ”Tonight, the department had a team-building event, and everyone had some drinks. I originally didn’t want to drink, but the atmosphere there made it hard to refuse.

I didn’t expect to be so bad at holding my liquor; I’m still a bit dizzy, and I might be speaking incoherently, please forgive me.

Lulu brought me home and wasn’t comfortable leaving me alone, so she decided to stay and accompany me.

We opened the window, the night breeze gently blew in with a hint of chill, and we talked about so much.

She said she’s saved up 110,000 and plans to buy a small house in her hometown by the end of the year, with her parents helping out partially.

I felt really envious when I heard that.

My biggest dream growing up was to have a place of my own, without worrying about being suddenly kicked out.

Even if it’s not big, even if it’s just a small corner; as long as the door is closed, it’s my world, a place truly belonging to me.

But now, I have just under 20,000 savings, and every month I have to buy cat food and cans for Orange, whose appetite is too good, eating even more diligently than I do (laugh).

...

You know, I graduated with a degree in Chinese language and literature and previously worked as a teacher at a training institution...

I don’t particularly like this current job of copywriting, but at least it lets me continue working with words, which is a sort of consolation.

...

Oh? I didn’t realize I’d talked so much, maybe the alcohol hasn’t completely worn off, and my mind is a bit fuzzy. Talking about whatever comes to mind, I hope you don’t find it annoying.”]

Tang Song quietly looked at this message, his gaze turning gentle.

Today’s message is very long, with intricate and sincere content, exuding a long-awaited sense of familiarity.

It’s not that kind of forced affection but a gentle greeting from deep in time, quietly hidden in the corners of memory.

It’s as if he has such an old friend, living in Yang City, leading her own life.

Through it, he also received a lot of information about her major and her previous work experience.

After rereading it several times.

He put down the phone and picked up the book on the table again, flipping back to the page he had paused on.

Outside the window, the night was as dark as ink.

A long time later, a soft footstep broke the silence.

Tang Song looked up to see Xu Qing, carrying a fruit tray and having changed her clothes, walking out with light steps.

A white apron was delicately tied around her waist, and the lace trim on the front gave a slight emphasis, highlighting her modest, yet just right chest contours.

The hem of the skirt fell right in the middle of her thighs, revealing a pair of straight and supple legs.

The white over-the-knee socks fit snugly, embroidered with a small bow at the edges, gently swaying with her steps, brimming with sensuality and girlish charm.

”Master, I’ve prepared a fruit platter for you. Please enjoy it slowly.”

She carefully placed the fruit platter on the table, neatly arranged with small pieces of banana, strawberry, blueberry, and dragon fruit, garnished with mint leaves and had a small bottle of iced lemon water.

Tang Song smiled slightly, his gaze lingering on her: ”Not bad, well done.”

Xu Qing blushed, sneaked a glance at him, then quickly lowered her head, her voice soft: ”Thank you for the compliment, Master.”

”Come closer.” Tang Song extended his hand, beckoning her to come closer.

Xu Qing obediently walked over, kneeling on the mat beside him with her hands propped up, her posture both well-behaved and slightly shy.

The light was soft and warm, illuminating her lowered eyelids and coy manner, as if she were a gentle kitten.

”Does the master require any other service?”

She truly is a professional old cosplayer, Little Suyu. This role play caused Tang Song’s blood to boil instantly.

Seeing Tang Song’s expression, Xu Qing’s dark eyes twinkled, a triumphant smile on her lips.

Humph! Wearing this skin, my combat power directly +100!

What Jing or Xue, easy as chopping vegetables!

Just as she was secretly rejoicing internally, Tang Song suddenly pulled her over.

”Ah!” The little maid exclaimed, nearly falling into his arms, her soft body lying on his legs, her cheeks flushed, breathing rapid, her gaze a mixture of panic and excitement.

Tang Song gently stroked her nape with one hand, picked up a piece of banana with the other, and brought it to her lips.

”Open your mouth.”

”Emm...”

Xu Qing blinked, hesitated for a moment, then took a small bite; the sweet taste made her squint her eyes involuntarily.

”Is it tasty?”

”Mm... Thank you, Master.”