Chapter 43 Boudoir

It was Saturday morning in a blink of an eye. Fang Ling stood at the door, sighed lightly, and then took a taxi to Xu Xin's house alone.

Fang Ling has been suffering these days. Every day, he takes the turn to sleep with Song Qingyu or Song Qinghua every noon or evening.

Not only that, the food these days has more or less kidney-tonifying things, and there are different dishes every day

There was also a black pill after the meal. Song Qinghua said it was an expensive health medicine. After Fang Ling took it, her body was warm and her spirit became very good.

When sleeping, Fang Ling thought it was better to be in Song Qingyu's room. Song Qingyu just hugged him to sleep. Her arms were very gentle and comfortable. Fang Ling slept very comfortably inside. There were also some interesting stories to listen to before going to bed. Song Qingyu's voice was very gentle and beautiful, which sounded like a pleasure. This made Fang Ling feel a little greedy for sleeping in Song Qingyu's room.

When Fang Ling felt a little uncomfortable when he arrived at Song Qinghua's place, he felt a little uncomfortable.

The first time I entered the room that Song Qinghua was still at night. Fang Ling had just finished taking a shower and dried her hair and was about to go to bed in his room. As a result, Song Qinghua opened the door of his room and walked over with a malicious smile.

After seeing Song Qing's painting, Fang Ling subconsciously retreated until he retreated to the edge of the bed, then bent his legs and sat on the bed.

What to hide? Seeing you looking scared, I won’t eat you anymore. Song Qinghua teased

Qing... Sister Qinghua, it's so late, are you here to find me... Is there anything wrong? After saying that, Fang Ling shrank back again and lowered his head. Although he guessed something, he still asked anxiously

What do you think I have something to do? Well? At this time, Song Qinghua had already stood in front of Fang Ling, leaning down, her delicate face approached Fang Ling, and she looked like she wanted to invade him, and said to him with a smile.

I...I don't know. After saying that, Fang Ling turned his head to the side, closed his eyes, and kept his lips from pursing, and was preparing to be violated by Song Qinghua in his heart.

Puchi~ Look, you are nervous, OK OK~ Come to my sister's room to sleep tonight, um! Song Qinghua couldn't help laughing and said

Well... that, in my room, isn't it possible? Fang Ling asked carefully. He had a bad premonition, thinking that something bad would happen if he entered the room painted by Song Qing.

emmm~ It's not impossible, but it always reminds me of some things in your room. I don't know what will happen then~ Song Qing narrowed her eyes slightly, and said to Fang Ling with an ambiguous expression.

Then... I'd better go to Sister Qinghua's room... Fang Ling replied anxiously

In my room, I should be violated. It would be better to follow Sister Qinghua's wishes. Maybe I can stop doing that, Fang Ling thought to myself.

Then let's go. Song Qinghua raised her lips, then took Fang Ling's hand and walked towards her room. Fang Ling followed her step by step.

After Fang Ling followed Song Qinghua into her room, she saw that the overall room was pink tone, with a large space. Compared with Song Qingyu's simple style room, it looked much more romantic.

There is also a large exhibition cabinet in the room, filled with large and small figures, lifelike and exquisitely made, and it looks expensive.

These are all figures of anime characters I like. It took me a long time to collect them one after another. Is it good to watch?

Song Qinghua opened an exhibition cabinet, took out one of them, put it in her hand and looked at it carefully. Fang Ling said, and then handed it to Fang Ling.

Very... good looking

Fang Ling took the figure and replied that he also liked some figures very much, but he was short of money and couldn't afford it. Seeing Song Qing drawing a figure in the entire exhibition cabinet, he was a little envious and also evoked some bad memories, which made his face turn red and he was ashamed.

I had this figure a long time ago. It was out of print not long after it was released. I liked it very much, but not long after I bought it, it was damaged by you and other figures. Most of them were very fragmented and could not be repaired, so only a few that could be bonded were kept by me.

Song Qinghua tells the story with a smile, frowning and looking very regretful

Yes... Sorry, Sister Qinghua... Fang Ling quickly apologized, looked at the figure in his hand, and found a very obvious crack in it. He felt even more guilty, and his apology seemed a little insignificant

It doesn't matter, compared to those mass-produced figures, I still prefer the unique you. I have to compensate my sister in the future~ Do you know? Fang Ling's little brother~ Song Qinghua turned around and looked at Fang Ling, then held up his face with jade hands, and said gently, his eyes full of love.

I know... I know Fang Ling was caught off guard by the love words that Song Qinghua said unexpectedly. His mind was blank, his face turned red, and he replied hesitantly

Hey~ It's so good, it's getting late now, so I'll go to bed instead~ Fang Ling's little brother~ Song Qinghua touched Fang Ling's head drowningly, then took the figure from him, took his hand and walked onto the bed

Then Song Qinghua went to bed first, covered the quilt on her body, then lay down, lifted up a corner of the quilt, and signaled Fang Ling to go to bed

Fang Ling took a deep breath, then lay on the bed as Song Qinghua wanted. As soon as she got on the bed, Song Qinghua turned off the lights and the room fell into darkness.

Song Qinghua's bed was very big and soft and comfortable. The quilt still had the rich body fragrance on her body, which smelled very nice. Fang Ling closed her eyes. Just as she was about to go to bed, Song Qinghua next to her reached out to her jade hand and pinched the corner of her clothes.

Fang Ling was shocked and subconsciously wanted to hold the corner of her clothes, but he froze there halfway when his hand reached, and did not dare to stop Song Qinghua, so he could only let her do it.

I prefer the way you take off your clothes and lie on the bed. Song Qinghua approached Fang Ling and said to him in an ambiguous tone.

... Fang Ling remained silent, swallowed his saliva, and was preparing to be violated by Song Qinghua

Then Song Qinghua sat up and skillfully took off Fang Ling's clothes, not even her underwear left.

After the last line of defense on his body was broken, Fang Ling had to cover his lower body with both hands and curl up beside him

Then Song Qinghua lay on the bed again, then took Fang Ling into his arms, and a jade hand wandered restlessly on him.

At this time, Song Qinghua was still wearing pajamas, but Fang Ling didn't have any strands, which made Fang Ling feel even more ashamed. Song Qinghua's restless jade hands made him feel numb and numb in the place she touched.

The atmosphere becomes more ambiguous