Chapter 110 - 110 109 Measuring the Size of Beautician

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Chapter 110: Chapter 109: Measuring the Size of Beautician Friends Chapter 110: Chapter 109: Measuring the Size of Beautician Friends It was approaching 10 o’clock in the evening. Isa Beauty Salon. Li Weiwei, who had just walked out of the storefront, rushed back inside to find Zhao Yaqian, who was organizing the beauty room. Excitedly she said, “Qianqian! Your boyfriend came to pick you up again secretly! Isn’t it a surprise! Isn’t it unexpected!” Zhao Yaqian was momentarily stunned, “Sister Weiwei, what do you mean?” “It’s the same car as last time! It’s parked right there; I even remember the license plate! Although I didn’t see the person, it’s definitely him who came!” No sooner had she spoken than she attracted the attention of several coworkers who were on the night shift. “Where? Where? I want to see him in person.” “I’ve always heard Weiwei say he’s a handsome guy; today I must see for myself!” ... Zhao Yaqian bit her lip and quickly walked to the window, pulling open the curtain, her eyes turning toward the road opposite the storefront. She soon saw the warm-colored streetlamp shining on the black BMW with its hazard lights flashing. “It really is him!” Her eyes smiled and her brow cleared, her previously tired body now energized. “Hurry up and help Qianqian get ready; let’s go down and say hello, since we ate such an expensive cake from him.” “Yes, hurry up! Let’s get moving!” With her colleagues’ enthusiastic help, the work tasks were quickly completed. Zhao Yaqian jogged into the changing room and took off her work uniform. Looking at her clothes in the locker, she suddenly regretted not wearing that new dress. Because of the late work hours, for safety’s sake. Her attire was always very conservative, mainly comprising long pants, a loose coat, and sneakers. Sighing, she changed clothes, picked up her bag, and walked outside. Several colleagues giggled as they followed, all eager to get a firsthand look at Zhao Yaqian’s generous, affluent boyfriend. After walking out the main door. Zhao Yaqian’s pace became faster and faster, until finally, she simply started running. As she reached the car, just about to look through the front window. “Click—” The driver’s side door was opened. Tang Song stepped out, flashing her a bright smile, “Good evening, Qianqian.” He stood under the night sky, streetlight above, his handsome features alternating light and shadow. He was dressed in a white long-sleeved shirt, black dress pants, and tan leather shoes. The quality of his clothes was excellent, and they hung just right, fashionable yet with a business-like air. Together with his broad shoulders and narrow waist, he exuded an aura of ease and confidence, complemented by the haloed BMW 330. He seemed like a business elite straight out of a TV drama. This instantly caused a murmuring among Zhao Yaqian’s colleagues standing behind her. Although Li Weiwei always spoke of how outstanding he was, seeing him in person was truly a different experience. In their position, they met many wealthy people; their regular clients were mainly rich ladies, high-level white collars, and second-generation wealthy individuals. From his clothing and demeanour alone, this man was definitely a truly wealthy person. Looking at Zhao Yaqian, their eyes turned sour as they envied her to the point of tears. Zhao Yaqian looked at Tang Song before her, her eyes filled with joy, “Thank you, Brother Song, for coming such a long way to pick me up again.” Watching his elegant beautician friend standing before him, Tang Song smiled and took her soft, delicate hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze. Zhao Yaqian blinked her eyes and obediently did not resist. While holding her hand, Tang Song stepped forward and said, “Good evening, ladies!” “Good evening, handsome!” “Thanks for treating us to the cake, handsome!” “Qianqian, aren’t you going to introduce us to your boyfriend?” “Yeah, introduce him to us!” ... In an instant, a few girls crowded around, curiously watching them. Zhao Yaqian, seeing that Tang Song offered no objection to the “boyfriend” title, finally breathed a sigh of relief. Her face broke into a huge smile, and she made the introductions. They stood on the roadside chatting for a bit, then Zhao Yaqian waved, “We’ll take off now, see you tomorrow!” “See you tomorrow!” “Be careful on the road! Stay safe!” Zhao Yaqian pulled open the car door, and just as she was about to get in, she suddenly froze in place. On the passenger seat, there was a large orange paper gift bag nearly covering the entire seat, accompanied by a strand of eye-catching black English letters. Zhao Yaqian asked, “Brother Song, there’s something on the seat; can I put it in the back?” Standing at the front of the car, Tang Song smiled, “It’s a gift for you; do with it as you wish.” “For me.” Zhao Yaqian’s eyes brightened. The colleagues who had not yet left immediately gathered around, their eyes brimming with intense envy. Picking someone up late at night was one thing, but carrying gifts too! “So romantic!” “Qianqian, quick, see what it is!” Zhao Yaqian, without being pretentious, quickly picked up the gift bag, which was quite heavy. Soon, an orange box appeared in everyone’s sight. Zhao Yaqian also saw the string of letters “LOUIS VUITTON.” “Louis Vuitton!” someone shouted, voice extra loud. The others naturally recognized the logo as well. Many of their customers carried LV bags and wore LV clothes. Looking at the large bag in Zhao Yaqian’s hand, for a moment they were at a loss for words. They felt a surge of acidity in their stomachs! Oh my! What kind of magical boyfriend is this! Zhao Yaqian’s throat rolled, slightly in disbelief. As a girl, she naturally knew this brand, and many around her often discussed it. She herself had once fantasized that maybe one day she could own such a luxury item. But she never imagined that she would fulfill this dream on such an ordinary night. Zhao Yaqian’s cheeks flushed, and she bit her lip hard, as if to confirm this wasn’t a dream. Li Weiwei tapped her arm, excitedly saying, “Qianqian, open it and let us see!” “Yes! Hurry up and unpack it! I want to know what it is!” ... Under the urging of her colleagues, she reached to pull out the gift box inside and unexpectedly found a smaller white box. Curious, she picked it up and saw a picture of a phone on the front. “There’s even an extra gift?” “It’s an iPhone 14 Pro.” “Wow, the 1TB version that costs over ten thousand yuan!” The colleagues’ eyes turned red. Zhao Yaqian lovingly touched the phone box in her hand. The phone she was currently using really needed to be replaced—the memory was insufficient, the camera was unclear, previously she hadn’t had the money and was reluctant to spend. Never had she thought that Tang Song would directly gift her a top-of-the-line flagship phone, thus fulfilling another one of her dreams. Zhao Yaqian took a deep breath, put the phone aside, and pulled out the large orange gift box. The colleagues quickly came forward, someone held the gift bag, someone supported the gift box. Zhao Yaqian couldn’t wait, lifted the lid of the box, and carefully opened the white bag wrapped around it, revealing the bag inside. She held the bag in front of her, examining it closely. LV’s signature vegetable-tanned leather trim, delicate logo, eye-catching gold magnetic clasp, vegetable-tanned leather straps... The design was simple and generous, with smooth lines, displaying a modern sense of beauty. LV Carryall. She had seen this model online before and heard her friends discuss it, but never thought she would really own one. For a while, she felt dizzy, as if everything around her had become incredibly quiet. After a good while, Zhao Yaqian carefully put away the bag and placed it along with the phone on the back seat. She didn’t care about the onlooking colleagues anymore. She hurried forward and hugged Tang Song tightly, “Thank you for the gift, Brother Song, I really, really love it!” After speaking, she initiated a kiss on his cheek. Feeling it wasn’t enough to express her emotions, she kissed him several more times vigorously. Feeling the soft and sensuous body pressed against him, Tang Song felt a surge of impulses in his lower abdomen. Zhao Yaqian’s body stiffened slightly, as if feeling something, then slowly released him. Tang Song turned, opened the driver’s door, his voice a bit rough, “Let’s go, Qianqian. It’s late, let’s get in the car.” Zhao Yaqian nodded quickly, waved goodbye to her colleagues, and obediently climbed into the passenger seat. The engine roared to life, and the black BMW 330 blended into the night. The beauticians standing by the curb felt a sense of loss; they had material for dreams tonight, but unfortunately, they weren’t the lead. ... In the quiet car. Zhao Yaqian had yet to recover from her excitement; her cheeks were flushed, and her legs trembled. Tang Song’s peripheral vision swept over her long legs wrapped in pencil pants, he pursed his lips and unobtrusively placed his right hand on them, gently kneading. Very elastic, the feel was exceptionally good. Feeling the burning heat on her thigh, Zhao Yaqian’s body stiffened, then quickly relaxed, turning her face to look at Tang Song. Tang Song, feeling somewhat hot, also felt a slight sense of shame—it was his first time doing such a thing. After a while, his hand moved, beginning to climb upwards slowly. A tingling sensation shot straight to her forehead, Zhao Yaqian cried out, grabbing his right hand, “Brother Song!” Tang Song took a deep breath, steered the car to the side, and shut off the engine. He unbuckled his seat belt, leaned over, pressed her down, inhaling her fragrance, and captured her hot lips with his. Zhao Yaqian hummed softly, slowly released his hand. Tang Song finally got to know the size of the beautician’s friend—probably a C.

Chapter 110 - 110 109 Measuring the Size of Beautician

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