Charm point maxed out, inheriting game assets-Chapter 609 - 304 Big Sister Who Got Hit and Cried Hello

Chapter 609: Chapter 304: Big Sister Who Got Hit and Cried, Hello Classmate_3

Chapter 609 -304: Big Sister Who Got Hit and Cried, Hello Classmate_3

“How come the name you call me has changed again? That’s not what I want to hear,” Tang Song’s hand tightened slightly.

Wen Ruan let out a low cry, biting her lip and whispered, “Brother, let go of me first.”

Her voice was mature, but her address was sweet, blending into an unusual taste.

“Good girl!” Tang Song, pleased, withdrew his left hand and leaned on the passenger seat, squinting his eyes contentedly.

Having gone through a series of stimulations, especially after gaining her family’s approval.

The mentality of this ‘Mature Lady’ had completely changed, and she became more open with him.

He experienced a different kind of charm.

More than ten minutes later, the car returned to the Shengyuan Good Place villa.

They parked in the B1 spot.

Both got out of the car one after another.

“Click—” Tang Song pulled open the entry door in one go.

Wen Ruan rubbed her somewhat sore legs, a faint blush creeping over her face as she stepped inside.

She took off her shoes, bent down to switch into slippers.

Immediately, she was bumped into by Tang Song from behind.

Following that, Wen Ruan cried out in surprise, as Tang Song embraced her tightly.

Feeling the hot and sturdy body of Tang Song behind her, Wen Ruan instinctively wiggled her bottom, her breathing starting to hasten.

Soon, the two wrestled their way to the leisure and fitness area.

The black short T-shirt flew off straight away.

“Ah!” Wen Ruan raised her head, her brown curly hair falling down, fluttering under the light.

Tang Song looked down, feeling as if the sky had darkened.

“I can’t take it, I can’t take it anymore! Brother, hurry up! You…”

Wen Ruan hugged his head, her mouth starting to spew profanities.

The stimulation today was just too much, causing her hormones to secrete wildly.

Without a hearty and exhilarating basketball game, she would definitely suffer from insomnia tonight.

Tang Song was seeing this side of the ‘Mature Lady’ for the first time and was a bit intimidated by her aura.

Quickly, her miniskirt was rolled up.

The black undergarment disappeared.

With a cry of alarm, Wen Ruan’s face showed an intoxicated smile.

The water elements in the air were gathering, the scent of the sea tide became increasingly intense.

Feeling her initiative and frenzy, Tang Song struggled to cope.

You see, with her year-round fitness routine plus exceptional talent, Wen Ruan’s curves were especially voluptuous.

When playing on the court, it was like waves of white foam, with immense visual impact.

Especially during posting up in one-on-one, it was utterly irresistible.

However, Tang Song soon realized that today’s Wen Ruan seemed particularly excited, sensitive.

One might say it was twice the result with half the effort.

It gave him the first glimpse of the hope to defeat the ‘Mature Lady’ head-on.

As someone who plays to win, this was not the time to back down! Game over if he did!

Taking a deep breath, and relying on his body optimized by “Attractive Man’s Oral Spray” and “Attractive Man’s Hand Cream,” Tang Song showed a different style on the court.

He also witnessed an unprecedented excitement and fervor in the ‘Mature Lady.’

30-year-old Mature Lady and 25-year-old Tang Song, both in their prime, engaged in an intense basketball game.

The originally quiet and peaceful basement of the villa was disrupted by all sorts of messy confrontation noises.

In the end, Wen Ruan held him and started crying, begging for mercy while hitting him.

Tears, “pitter-pattering,” wouldn’t stop flowing.

Overwhelmed by a strong sense of satisfaction, Tang Song, driven by his competitive desires, did not give up then and there.

Wen Ruan was completely disheveled, losing all sense of reasoning.

She reached an unprecedented height.

…

The basement of the villa had a separate laundry room.

Wen Ruan directly threw her clothes into the washer-dryer combo.

Bare-naked, she and Tang Song settled on the sofa in the rest area, chatting softly while watching an adult movie.

Completely satisfied, she behaved wonderfully, like a seductive little cat, half-closed eyes lying against Tang Song.

The overly excited emotions had also been vented out during this basketball game.

Because there were no clothes to change into, and Wen Ruan had matters to deal with tomorrow,

after dinner, the two of them called a ride service and went back to their respective homes.

Of course, the main reason was that Tang Song’s kidneys had recently been under a bit of strain and he needed to rest and recover.

…

9:30 PM.

After dealing with the accumulated emails, Tang Song walked out of his study.

“Pop—” The ring pull was opened, accompanied by the sound of bubbling fizz.

Tang Song stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, took a sip of ice-cold Coke, and let out a comfortable sigh.

Today, he had finally met Attorney Luo Bin; through conversation and interaction, the image of Luo Bin in his mind had shifted from a slim girl to a true legal elite.

So far, Mo Xiangwan, Su Yu, and Luo Bin, these three game characters, had not disappointed him.

It would even be fair to say they exceeded expectations.

They also made his path forward much clearer.

A Charm of 60, for his journey as an Attractive Man, was merely a starting point.

He would unlock more characters bit by bit, continuing his vast business empire from the game.

Looking forward to the day he could, like in countless dreams,

stand at the highest floor of a skyscraper, arm around Secretary Jin’s waist, gazing out at the neon lights outside the window.

And feel the sensation of “being at the top and looking at the small mountains below.”

“Ding-dong—” The mobile phone on the sofa chimed.

Tang Song finished his Coke, and with a throwing motion, tossed the can into the trash.

He picked up his phone to check.

It was a friend request.

The nickname was [Smiling Breath], with a profile picture of a cartoon girl’s back.

The request read: “Hello.”

Tang Song smiled and paid no attention to this request.

Lately, he often received friend requests from strangers on WeChat.

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Returning to the bedroom, he quickly freshened up.

Leaning against the headboard, Tang Song picked up the book next to him, opened it where the bookmark was, and began to read.

“Buzz buzz buzz—” The mobile phone by the pillow vibrated.

He picked it up to check, and it was another friend request, still from [Smiling Breath].

But this time the message was different: “Hello, Tang Song. I’m an old classmate.”

Tang Song arched his eyebrows; it had been more than three years since graduation, and this form of address felt somewhat unfamiliar.

But it seemed like it could be an old classmate?

After hesitating for a moment, Tang Song accepted the friend request.

He messaged the person: “May I ask who you are?”

A long while passed after sending the message, but the other party did not respond.

He clicked to check their Moments, which only showed the past three days, and there was no content.

Tang Song didn’t send another message and continued reading his book.

“In an efficient market, all unexploited profit opportunities will be eliminated. In this line of reasoning…”

The time unknowingly passed 10 PM.

A faint sleepiness crept up on him.

Tang Song set the book aside, picked up his mobile phone, and was about to activate “Do Not Disturb” mode,

“Buzz buzz buzz—” A message popped up.

[Smiling Breath: “Hello, Tang Song. I’m not here to ask for your help with Pinduoduo, nor to borrow money, and not to sell any products. I have no ill intentions. I just haven’t figured out what to say yet, so could you please not delete me?”]

Upon reading the message, Tang Song paused, then replied, “Alright, classmate.”

Even though he didn’t know who the person was, it seemed they knew him.

Shaking his head, Tang Song stopped letting his thoughts run wild.

He turned on Do Not Disturb mode on his phone, turned off the reading lamp, lay in bed, and soon drifted off to sleep.

Some time had passed.

The phone screen lit up in the dark.

[Smiling Breath: “Thank you.”]