Chapter 1052: Chapter 421: So Annoying, Working Overtime Again Until Very Late (Part 2)

Opening the bedroom door, the soft light spilled into the room.

Lingling had obviously tidied up seriously; it was clean, tidy, private, and cozy.

“Wait for me a moment,” Lingling said, quickly stepping to the wardrobe and taking out a high-class dark gray dust bag.

The handle of the bag was made from leather in the same color scheme, soft yet sturdy, with a dark blue silk ribbon tied at the opening, embroidered with Tang Song’s name.

Lingling beamed as she placed it on the bed, “Here it is!”

“Is this… a suit?” From certain details, Tang Song quickly deduced what was inside.

“Yes, yes.” Lingling lightly bit her lip and seriously said, “Thank you, senior, for taking care of me all this time. Because of your designs, I’ve earned a lot of money, and I always thought of giving you a gift. I designed and made this suit based on the recent measurements you gave me. See if you like it.”

Opening the dust bag, the suit was fully revealed.

In deep blue, made of pure worsted wool, the fabric was delicate and resilient, with a faint sheen on the surface.

As someone who owned several high-end suits, Tang Song could roughly judge the fabric’s price.

Looking at the junior beside him, Tang Song softly said, “Thank you, Lingling.”

Making a formal suit by hand was not an easy task, Lingling must have prepared for a long time.

“Don’t say that, I should be the one thanking you.” Lingling’s hands hung down in front of her, looking expectantly, “Senior, try it on. If it’s uncomfortable anywhere, I can continue to make adjustments.”

“Alright.” Tang Song nodded, immediately starting to undo his belt.

Lingling let out an “Ah,” her face turning beet red, “Um… should I step out for a moment?”

“It’s up to you, you can stay and help me put it on.” Tang Song winked at her.

“This… this…” Lingling couldn’t resist the temptation, “Ahem, as a professional clothing designer, it’s nothing really, I’ve seen models countless times. Just let me seriously check your measurements.”

Tang Song chuckled, casually taking off his casual pants.

Lingling’s throat moved as she stared intently at his exposed legs.

The thigh muscles were so prominent that no trace of fat was visible.

The calves had a gentle texture curve from the shin to the Achilles tendon, balanced and beautiful.

It can be said that these are legs that make women drool!

The proportions and lines were better than those of models she had seen before.

She involuntarily looked upward, and her gaze landed on his underwear, making her face instantly heat up.

Once the suit was on, Tang Song earnestly felt it; the size was essentially a good fit.

The fabric was soft and smooth, yet structured and stylish.

The cut was extremely sophisticated, the shoulder line naturally flowing, the waist slightly tapered, outlining the silhouette.

It was suitable for formal occasions without appearing too restrained.

The breathability was excellent, and the attention to detail was evident.

“How is it?” Tang Song elegantly stood in front of Lingling, swaying his body slightly.

Lingling stepped forward, touching the details, her eyes shining as she said, “The shoulders seem a bit tight, perhaps because senior’s body has improved recently. I’ll adjust it for you this weekend. I initially left extra length in the pant legs, but now it seems just about right.”

“Thanks for the trouble.” Tang Song nodded.

After undergoing systematic adjustments to his body proportions, his measurements had indeed slightly changed, which could cause discrepancies in bespoke suits.

The main areas affected were shoulder width and leg length.

Lingling pinched his cuff, sincerely praising, “I must say, senior looks so handsome in a suit!”

After all, it was a piece she made herself, and paired with senior’s figure and looks, it just hit her aesthetic perfectly!

She couldn’t help but drool over the sight.

“The weather just got colder, so I’ll be wearing it often moving forward.”

“As long as senior likes it.”

Looking at the pure and shy junior, her face flushed, Tang Song’s gaze lingered on her fitness pants-clad full hips momentarily, causing his heart to flutter.

He walked to her, opening his arms to gently hug her.

Feeling Tang Song’s warm embrace, with a lingering scent of hot pot spices, Lingling’s heart rate instantly soared to 160.

The ambiguous atmosphere rushed to her head.

Having drunk a fair amount, she was emboldened, even placing her hands on Tang Song’s body, secretly feeling his smooth muscle lines.

After a moment of silence, Tang Song’s hand discreetly moved down, resting on the junior’s waist and hips.

Soft and supple like pressing into a springy sponge, the muscles and fat under her skin providing ample rebound to his palm.

The sensation was perfect, and Tang Song couldn’t help but use a bit of force.

“Oh!” Lingling exclaimed softly, her body shivering, eyes wide, “Se… Senior…”

“Um, your fitness pants are quite slick, sorry about that.” Tang Song smiled sheepishly.

“Actually… I didn’t mean that, it’s just… never mind…” Lingling stammered, unsure of what she was saying.

Seeing the junior appearing a bit stalled, Tang Song chuckled, lowering his head to give her a peck on the cheek, “Anyway, thanks for the gift, Lingling. That was thoughtful of you.”

Lingling touched her face, feeling dizzy as if drunk.

“You’re… you’re welcome.”

Tang Song released the junior and changed out of the suit, putting his original clothes back on.

“Don’t worry about it, senior. I can take care of putting it away.” Lingling quickly moved closer, carefully folding the suit, placing it back into the dust bag, and softly said with a blush, “If you’re not in a hurry to go home, senior, how about we five play some games together tonight?”