Suddenly turning around, glaring at him "fiercely".
"What are you doing, Song!"
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Their eyes met, Tang Song's fingers slowly moved upwards, touching her absolute territory.
Her delicate skin was as smooth as silk, his fingers spread, gripping tightly.
An inexplicable sense of satisfaction and possessiveness filled Tang Song, bringing him joy.
"Thump—thump—"
The sound of his heartbeat roared in his ears, as if about to burst through his chest.
"What are you doing..."
Tang Song's fingers moved inward, and Xu Qing quickly covered her mouth with force, stopping herself from almost shouting.
"It's been a busy day, I'm quite tired, let me take a break." Tang Song said, gently closing his eyes, his left hand continuing its wanton behavior.
This morning he attended a meeting at Lanfeng International, and in the afternoon, he accompanied Xie Shuyu to inspect two stores.
Just as he was taking a rest, Xu Qing called him.
