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Still holding a large tray in her hands.

She went straight to the coffee table, bent down, and squatted to arrange the fruit plate and snacks neatly one by one.

Then she stood up and bowed deeply towards Tang Song.

”Master... your dinner is ready. Please see if there’s anything else you need...”

Tang Song glanced at the sly-faced School Beauty Shen, then at the overly demure little maid in front of him.

His heart involuntarily started to race.

Wow, this was well-prepared!

He exhaled gently, speaking in a calm tone, ”No, that’s all. Sit down and eat together.”

Xu Qing responded with a soft ”Mm” and obediently sat down.

Beneath the black short skirt, pink cartoon panties peeked playfully, enhancing the allure of her smooth, lush thighs.

...

The aroma of barbecue, the fizzing sound of beer, and the exaggerated laughter from a variety show filled the living room.

The atmosphere was lazy and warm.

Xu Qing dutifully played the role of the ”little maid.”

At times peeling shrimp for Tang Song, at other times kneeling at his feet, massaging his legs.

Meanwhile, Shen Yuyan completely shed her assistant role, chatting casually with Tang Song like an old friend or classmate.

From amusing stories at Yan City University of Science and Technology to the latest movies, and some entertainment gossip.

The sky outside grew darker.

The variety show reached its finale, and the living room suddenly fell silent.

Having drunk quite a bit, Shen Yuyan’s cheeks turned rosy, her eyes tinged with a dreamy intoxication.

She half-leaned on the sofa, her gaze falling on Tang Song, and suddenly lowered her voice, ”Let me tell you a secret, actually... Qingqing and I have a psychic connection?”

Tang Song glanced at the little maid beside him, raising an eyebrow, ”Oh? Really?”

Xu Qing’s body stiffened, her head lowered in a panic.

”Of course, we’ve been close friends for over ten years, always eating and sleeping together.” Shen Yuyan’s tone carried a hint of mystery, ”We’ve long developed that kind of... inexplicable connection.”

Hearing this, Tang Song shook his head with a laugh, ”I don’t believe it.”

Shen Yuyan bit her lower lip, seemingly spurred by a competitive spirit, ”Then... want to test it out?”

”How to test?”

Shen Yuyan pointed to a platter of colorful hard candies on the coffee table, her eyes mischievous, ”Guess the candy. Qingqing and I will both be blindfolded. You pick a candy at random, and after I taste it, without saying a word, Qingqing will know the flavor.”

”That’s impossible.”

”What if we can do it?” Shen Yuyan blinked, her tone suddenly carrying a hint of flirtation, ”Want to make a bet? If we win, you must agree to one of our requests. Of course, we won’t make it difficult for you. If we lose, we’ll listen to you and agree to any of your requests.”

Tang Song was slightly taken aback, raising an eyebrow, and his interest was thoroughly piqued, ”Alright, no problem.”

Shen Yuyan snapped her fingers crisply, turning to her best friend, ”Qingqing, bring out the props.”

Xu Qing bit her lip hesitantly for a moment, then with her face blushing, she pulled two exquisite black lace blindfolds from the pocket of her maid apron.

Soon, both of them were blindfolded.

”We’re ready, let’s begin!” Shen Yuyan said with a smile, holding her best friend’s hand.

Tang Song randomly picked an orange-flavored hard candy from the candy platter, unwrapped it, and handed it to School Beauty Shen’s lips.

Shen Yuyan opened her mouth, and as she caught the candy, her warm tongue brushed lightly over his fingertips, almost imperceptibly.

Tang Song felt a tingling sensation in his fingertips, instinctively glancing at the equally blindfolded, adorably bemused Qingqing beside him.

A rush of indescribable excitement surged through his heart.

Opposite him, Shen Yuyan continued holding Xu Qing, savoring the candy gently between her lips and teeth.

After a moment.

She spat the half-melted candy onto a tissue.

”Ready?” Tang Song asked curiously.

Shen Yuyan nodded, then turned around, embracing the best friend beside her, and accurately found her warm lips.

”Mmm...!”

Xu Qing’s eyelashes fluttered wildly under the blindfold, her gasp caught in her throat.

Her fingers instinctively clutched the apron tightly, her mind buzzing.

Red lips meeting, soft and warm melding together.

The sweet and sour orange flavor, along with an unusual sensation, flowed between the two of them.

In the quiet living room, only the soft sound of intermingled breaths could be heard.

A faint orange thread of saliva slowly dangled from their parted lips, falling onto Xu Qing’s snowy, spotless thighs.

Tang Song’s throat bobbed, his blood quickening.