Chapter 22: Entanglement

During lunch, Song Qinghua and Song Qingyu ate with relish, and made praise from time to time. Fang Ling felt a little embarrassed, his face was red, he buried his head in eating, and he responded to them humbly from time to time.

Song Qinghua looked at Fang Ling's blushing face and felt that the food seemed to become more delicious, so she slowly enjoyed it, just as Fang Ling was the food in her bowl, she was tasting Fang Ling's deliciousness.

Song Qingyu looked at Fang Ling's shy appearance and couldn't help swallowing. She had some bad thoughts in her heart, but after realizing these thoughts, she quickly let herself out of her fantasy, and then buried her head in eating to hide her strangeness.

Fang Ling blushed and looked like an attractive fruit, which made people unable to help picking and tasting. Coupled with his very pretty appearance, he is really beautiful and delicious.

After lunch, Fang Ling followed Song Qing to the stairs. Seeing this, Song Qingyu followed her by chance. She also wanted to have lunch break

Unexpectedly, Song Qing led Fang Ling into his room with a familiar painting, and then told Song Qingyu in the room that she wanted to tutor Fang Ling. Although Song Qingyu felt a little strange, she didn't say much, nodded and returned to her own room.

After seeing Song Qingyu go back to the room and close the door, Song Qinghua looked at Fang Ling, and Fang Ling's eyes dodged. Then Song Qinghua approached Fang Ling step by step, while Fang Ling slowly retreated.

When she stepped back to the door, Song Qing locked the door quickly, then hugged Fang Ling and pushed Fang Ling to the door with her body. She pinched his chin with her jade hand and kissed her red lips deeply. Her long legs pressed between his legs, rubbing her lower body with her thighs from time to time

Fang Ling's hands were hanging on both sides of his body, his palm pressed on the door, and a domineering tongue in his mouth was making trouble. Song Qinghua practiced kissing on Fang Ling for a while, and his kissing skills became more and more proficient. Soon, a small moan came from his mouth, and the rest of the moans made him swallow all the sweet body fluids into his belly.

Fang Ling's lower body was rubbed, and waves of pleasure came. Her eyes were closed, her face was red, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her body was trembling slightly because of her shyness and nervousness.

After a while, Song Qinghua finally pulled her tongue out of Fang Ling's mouth and brought out a transparent and lewd thin silk. Fang Ling also opened her eyes covered with a layer of mist, looking watery and looking at Song Qinghua with blurred eyes.

Seeing this, Song Qinghua let go of Fang Ling's chin, then gently painted his lips with her green onion jade fingers, and applied the remaining saliva on his lips to his entire lips. The lips with a layer of transparent saliva looked very rosy, like an attractive cherry.

Then Song Qinghua pressed the green onion jade finger against her own lips, then stretched out her pink and soft tongue and licked it slowly, with a smug smile on her mouth and her eyes full of aggressiveness.

Fang Ling looked at Song Qing's frivolous appearance, and she was raving in her heart. She quickly lowered her head and didn't dare to look at it again.

Then Song Qinghua lowered the legs between Fang Ling's legs and slightly widened the distance. Fang Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, Song Qinghua picked up Fang Ling horizontally with lightning speed. One jade hand was still on his waist, and the other jade hand held his legs. He felt that his body was light and his body was soft. The smell of gardenia came in waves, which made Song Qinghua feel moved.

Fang Ling was picked up by Song Qinghua unexpectedly, and couldn't help but exclaim, holding her snow-white neck firmly with both hands, and subconsciously leaning on her soft shoulder, huddling in Song Qinghua's arms with a shocked look.

Song Qinghua looked at the Miaoren'er in her arms, smiled and bit her lip, her breathing became more rapid, and then she carried him to the bed smoothly and quickly placed him on the bed.

Then Song Qinghua bullied her body, put one jade hand beside Fang Ling, and grabbed his pants with the other hand, and then pulled it down, but Fang Ling's hands were pressed tightly. Then Song Qinghua stared at him dissatisfiedly, with a strong threat in her eyes.

Qing... Sister Qinghua, it's still noon, I still have class in the afternoon... Fang Ling said in a trembling voice, as if she was about to cry

It's all here, are you talking to me about this now? Well? Song Qinghua said with a little anger

Fang Ling tilted his head to the side, bit his lips tightly, and remained silent, but he had no intention of letting go of his hands as Song Qing painted.

Ha! OK, very good! I won’t do anything to you at noon tonight, but you have to compensate me well tonight, okay? Song Qinghua sneered, and then said to Fang Ling

Evening... not at night... Fang Ling wanted to refuse and answered hesitantly

Well! After Song Qinghua heard this, she spread Fang Ling's hands with one jade hand, and the other jade hand grabbed the trousers and tried to pull it down.

Yes...yes! Just... just tonight Fang Ling quickly changed his words, but his voice became smaller and smaller

This is what you said, Humph~ Wash it clean and wait for me on the bed tonight. Did you hear it? Song Qinghua's mood improved again. The proud Fang Ling said, looking forward to the nightfall coming soon.

I know... I know. Seeing that Song Qinghua let go of her hand, Fang Ling also let go of her hand. He secretly thanked that he had escaped, but he also hoped that time would be slower and never to the evening

After saying that, Song Qinghua lay down beside Fang Ling, hugged him into his arms, and pressed his head on his chest like revenge, but he let go of him not long after, and looked at him gasping in his arms, and closed his eyes with satisfaction.

Fang Ling was a little tired after being tossed by Song Qinghua, so after a while of gasping, she fell asleep as well.

The noisy ringtone rang, and Fang Ling was about to go to school again. Song Qinghua also had classes in the afternoon, but it was later. However, Song Qinghua still got up with Fang Ling and planned to send him to school in person.

The two of them cleaned up and set off. During this period, Fang Ling refused several times, but Song Qinghua insisted on sending him to school, as if she had not yet experienced the freshness of sending him to school. Fang Ling sighed helplessly and could only let her do it.

Fang Ling still got off the bus at the school gate. Then Song Qinghua said a few words to him, and then drove away. Fang Ling turned around and went to the classroom.

Xu Xin was standing outside the classroom. She saw everything that happened to Fang Ling at the school gate. Then she clenched her pink fist tightly, and her teeth were clattering. Her eyes were staring at Fang Ling, her chest was undulating, and she looked angry, as if she wanted to swallow Fang Ling hard into her belly.