Chapter 330: Chapter 330:
Zhao Tingting giggled, her face full of charm, "Brother Song, take a guess."
Wu Song glanced at Zhao Tingting’s lower part and shook his head, "How would I know that."
Zhao Tingting laughed, "Brother Song, just take a wild guess."
Wu Song shook his head, "I really can’t guess."
"Are you and Sister Tiantian just ordinary friends?" Zhao Tingting glanced at Wu Song.
"Quite good friends," Wu Song said seriously.
"Really just friends?" Zhao Tingting didn’t believe it.
Wu Song shrugged and laughed, "Then what kind of friends do you say we are?"
"I think you’re not just friends, but rather friends with benefits," Zhao Tingting said bluntly, leaving Wu Song both surprised and awkward.
"I should sign here," Wu Song reached out to take the pen, but found it sticky, almost unable to hold it.
Wu Song felt awkward, rubbing the pen on Zhao Tingting’s body.
"What’s wrong with you?" Zhao Tingting exclaimed softly, glaring coquettishly at Wu Song while handing him a tissue, "Isn’t there a tissue? Why are you doing this on me, what do you mean?"
Wu Song took the tissue and wiped down, signing without looking up, "Where did I do it on you? I did it on your clothes."
"What’s the difference?" Zhao Tingting pretended to be upset.
"Of course, clothes are clothes, the body is the body," Wu Song finished signing and returned the pen to Zhao Tingting.
Suddenly, Zhao Tingting stood up and stuck her butt out toward Wu Song.
Wu Song stared at her perky butt, bewildered, "What does this mean?"
"Put it in," Zhao Tingting looked back and smiled.
Wu Song: "..."
He almost instantly felt tense.
This suggestion is too wild, isn’t it?
Wu Song looked at the protruding butt, "How do I put this in? Where?"
Zhao Tingting complained, "Really, Brother Song, are you a virgin?"
Wu Song nodded, "Yes, I am a virgin, very innocent. Don’t tease me, or I might get angry. You know, virgins get angry."
"Oh really? Angry huh? How angry?" Zhao Tingting didn’t hold back, instead began rubbing her body against Wu Song.
Wu Song felt a fever in his chest, a surge of impulse hard to control, almost instantly rising.
Even if it didn’t rise, there were already signs.
Zhao Tingting kept staring, seeing the change in Wu Song’s crotch, her eyes widened in disbelief.
"What is that thing?" Zhao Tingting stared at Wu Song’s crotch, amazed.
Wu Song acted nervous and covered it with his hand, grunting, "What do you say it is? You can’t say you don’t know."
Zhao Tingting also showed an innocent look, "Hmm, I really don’t know, I’m a virgin. I know nothing and I’m very curious about men. Can you satisfy my curiosity?"
Wu Song started to sweat coldly.
Thinking to himself, he had really met his match.
Even harder to suppress than Zhang Xinran or Su Fei.
The level is really high.
But Wu Song wasn’t nervous at all.
Because he was confident in his ability.
As they say, when he wields the big stick, Zhao Tingting will naturally see the power of the big stick.
Wu Song continued to cover up, pretending not to understand, "What do you want to satisfy?"
Zhao Tingting stared at Wu Song’s crotch, "I want to know, what’s hidden here, why is it so big!"
"Isn’t this a bit inappropriate?" Wu Song shook his head, "This thing, you want to see, seems a bit stimulating."
Zhao Tingting’s eyes grew brighter, quickly nodding, "I like stimulation. Just go ahead and do it. Let me enjoy a good round of stimulation."
Wu Song glanced at Zhao Tingting’s pretty face, "Do you need insurance?"
"Insurance?" Zhao Tingting was puzzled, is insurance needed?
"Yeah, you don’t know, now even walking and breathing recommends buying insurance. What if you fall to your death or choke while breathing? Even if not dead, get injured, right? Buying insurance is safer, in case you get stimulated and have problems later." Wu Song said seriously and earnestly.
"Forget it, no need, I like to keep everything in my own hands. No one can guarantee you anything. Insurance is even the most scamming stuff, I don’t need it, I’m responsible for myself. Just go ahead and show me, I can handle it." Zhao Tingting said seriously, and at this moment, she saw Wu Song’s crotch already standing tall.
The scale, seeing it Zhao Tingting breathed heavily, her legs started to feel weak, a rush of heat followed.
Wu Song hadn’t made a move yet, Zhao Tingting couldn’t hold back, she grabbed Wu Song’s crotch.
Grasping the gigantic thing hidden inside.
"Ah..."
Zhao Tingting’s calm suddenly broke with a shout.
"What, what is that thing?" Zhao Tingting looked at Wu Song, excited.
"You say what it is? This is a good thing," I laughed.
"But, I... can I directly see it?" Zhao Tingting drooled, excitedly stared at Wu Song, her legs unintentionally clamping tight, rubbing.
Wu Song frowned slightly, "Isn’t it inappropriate to look here like this? This is an office, what if someone comes in."
"Don’t worry, this room is an office, but if I don’t open the door, nobody can come in," Zhao Tingting said proudly, earlier she had seen Wu Song and Song Mengtian arriving, knowing about Wu Song joining the company, so she was waiting for them, opening the door to let them in.
In case of attacks or intruders, she could preemptively see through surveillance, directly locking the door.
It’s not easy for anyone to get in.
And this isn’t just the design of her own office, but all offices are designed this way.
Because their work is extremely dangerous, often facing vicious characters.
It’s easy to face retaliation.
Once the Security Bureau’s office building didn’t have this design, it was attacked, with significant casualties, leaving the higher security officials deeply saddened and regretful.
So this office design was developed.
Wu Song didn’t know.
Hearing Zhao Tingting’s explanation, Wu Song curiously asked, "Such a design exists?"
Zhao Tingting laughed, "Yeah, it’s to protect our safety. Okay, enough about that, hurry and let me see."
Tiantian alone in the office felt really bored.
Had to find some fun.
Many people in special jobs, especially some international mercenaries, recklessly face life and death, immense pressure.
Many people have special hobbies.
The Security Bureau employees are the same.
Although outwardly normal, the internal pressure is immense, must find ways to release it.
Song Mengtian that time met Wu Song, besides helping Cao Xin prove her relationship with Wu Song, it was also to release immense pressure recently, that’s why upon seeing Wu Song, she gave him oral in the car.
And at this moment Zhao Tingting also excitedly stared at Wu Song, expectantly grabbing his crotch, suddenly using force, not waiting for Wu Song’s agreement, she pulled down his pants.