After Song's father and Song's mother left, there were only Song Qingyu, Song Qinghua, Fang Ling and Aunt Lin in the huge Song family.
Aunt Lin is responsible for daily diet and cleaning. Only when you need to clean up or hold a banquet will Aunt Lin find someone who can trust. In the Song family for many years, Aunt Lin has always managed the Song family's internal affairs in an orderly manner. In order to repay her, the Song family's salary was also very high, which made her handle the Song family's internal affairs more seriously.
Aunt Lin went to clean up the dishes. Song Qingyu, Song Qinghua and Fang Ling were in the living room. The atmosphere was a bit awkward, and the three of them chatted together.
Soon, Song Qingyu said she was going back to her room to study, so she asked Song Qinghua to take Fang Ling for a walk, so she went back to her room first.
Now only Fang Ling and Song Qinghua are left in the living room. Fang Ling wants to escape back to the room and be as far away from Song Qinghua as possible. However, Song Qinghua quickly sat on Fang Ling's thigh, and a pair of warm and soft jade hands surrounded Fang Ling's neck, and a warm and fragrant smell came to his nose.
Fang Ling was a little nervous, afraid that others would see it, but Aunt Lin was washing dishes in the kitchen and Song Qingyu was studying in the room. No one could see their extremely ambiguous behavior.
Fang Ling is not Liu Xiahui, and he has no ability to sit still, so his body reacts. At this time, he wants to push Song Qinghua away and get up, but he doesn't dare, for fear of angering the witch in front of him, and then do something extraordinary.
Fang Ling tried his best to endure it, bit his lip tightly, his face turned red, his head tilted to the other side, constantly adjusting his rapid breathing
But Song Qinghua, who was sitting on his thigh, felt the foreign object under him and was still standing upright. Fang Ling was embarrassed and swelled and hurt, and his lower body pushed to Song Qinghua's buttocks. It was soft, warm, and it was pressed and felt a little comfortable.
Song Qinghua looked at Fang Ling's red face. Not only did she not intend to let him go, but she also wanted to bully him fiercely. She slightly twisted her water snake-like waist, and her hips were constantly rubbing against Fang Ling's lower body, and seemed to be moving at a certain rhythm. Her head was approaching Fang Ling's ears. Then she took a deep breath very frivolously and smelled Fang Ling's body fragrance that was more fragrant due to love. Then she exhaled to Fang Ling's ears, making Fang Ling tremble like a slender branch blown by the wind.
Fang Ling couldn't hold it anymore, and his breathing became rapid. He forced a smile out, and said to Song Qinghua in a nearly begging tone: Qing... Sister Qinghua, let me go, okay?
But Song Qinghua did not answer him, but just pressed his chin with his hand, then pressed his lips with his index finger. It goes without saying that Song Qinghua refused, and did not want Fang Ling to say something similar again. Fang Ling gave up the idea of persuasion and continued to endure Song Qinghua's teasing
Song Qinghua focused on Fang Ling's red earlobe that seemed to be bleeding. She thought and gently hooked his earlobe with the tip of her tongue. Fang Ling's body trembled significantly. Then she increased her attack and gently held his earlobe with her lips and rubbed it slowly. This made Fang Ling feel comfortable and couldn't help but scream. Then Song Qinghua took Fang Ling's earlobe into her mouth and grinded it gently with her teeth. Fang Ling couldn't help but bite her teeth and didn't make a sound. Then Song Qinghua lightly bites part of the earlobe with her teeth, licking it back and forth from the tip of her tongue, and the speed went from slow to fast, from gentle to fierce.
Song Qinghua's fierce attack made Fang Ling unable to bear it anymore, and she made a small moan, her breathing became heavy, her eyes were covered with mist, her chest was constantly rising and falling, and her body was numb, like a current spreading across her limbs, uncomfortable and comfortable.
The ears are very sensitive~ Not bad, I will discover more sensitive points in you later, um~ I will develop you well~ Song Qinghua said in Fang Ling's ear in a seductive tone. Fang Ling felt a little scared when he heard it
After saying that, Song Qinghua stood up, Fang Ling felt relieved, and finally no longer had to endure Song Qinghua's torture. As a result, Song Qinghua said to Fang Ling again: Go, go to your room, let's do the serious business.
After hearing this, Fang Ling raised his heart again, and then looked at Song Qinghua with begging eyes, as if he wanted to ask her to give up her hands and let herself go.
Unexpectedly, Song Qinghua ignored Fang Ling's pitiful eyes and pulled Fang Ling's hand to walk towards his room. Fang Ling's legs were a little weak at this time, so Song Qinghua didn't pull Fang Ling up for a while.
What? Do you want me to carry you in? Song Qinghua looked at Fang Ling, who was still sitting on the sofa, and asked with his hand and teasingly
No, no, I can leave Fang Ling quickly got up
Then Fang Ling was taken away by Song Qinghua helplessly, and the warm and delicate touch from his hands made him feel rippling.
When we arrived at the room, Song Qinghua had a playful smile on her face and said to Fang Ling: Look at you, the bed is messy and dirty, why don’t you clean it up quickly? Seeing that you are too busy alone, I will help you with mercy.
Then... Thank you very much Sister Qinghua
Fang Ling thanked him on the surface, but couldn't help but complain in his heart. It was obvious that she forced herself to get drunk and blamed herself for dirtying and messing up the bed. It was really unreasonable.
After complaining about it in his heart, Fang Ling dared not say it, so he could only clean up the bed with Song Qinghua. Looking at the traces on the bed sheets and quilts, we could see how fierce the battle was last night. Fang Ling was suffering from destruction.
Not long after, the bed sheets and quilt covers were placed in the washing machine to clean them vigorously, and the subsequent matters would be left to Aunt Lin.
Then Fang Ling and Song Qinghua changed into new bed sheets and quilt covers. After changing, Fang Ling looked at the tidy bed and didn't know if the so-called "doing a serious business" was to make the bed, but he was afraid that Song Qinghua next to him would press himself on the bed and do it. So he quickly made an excuse to escape from Song Qinghua and said to Song Qinghua: Sister Qinghua, I want to go around, can...can it be...can it be?
Of course, Song Qinghua knew what Fang Ling meant, so she deliberately elongated her voice and answered him. Seeing Fang Ling's nervous expression that she thought she would say no, it felt very interesting.
After listening to Song Qinghua's answer, Fang Ling breathed relaxedly
But Fang Ling, you must be not familiar with the surroundings, so my sister is afraid that you will be abducted by someone else, so I will take you there
Song Qinghua squinted her eyes again, and the corners of her mouth raised, as if I had seen through your plan, he said to Fang Ling.
No, no, I can go there myself. I don’t have navigation on my phone. I won’t be abducted, so I won’t bother you. Fang Ling quickly refused.
That won't work. If something happens to you, my parents and your parents will blame me. Today, I will either accompany you on a walk
Before he finished speaking, Song Qinghua hugged Fang Ling's waist and approached Fang Ling's ears. Fang Ling said: Or, hehe~ You'll accompany me on the bed.
Then... let's go shopping together. Fang Ling had no choice but to choose to go shopping.
Song Qing's choice to draw Fang Ling was not surprised. Fang Ling said: Then you can prepare it, and wait for me at the door. After that, he went to her room to change clothes and put on makeup.
Fang Ling smiled bitterly, and could only move his sore body, put on his socks, and wait for Song Qing to paint in the living room.
Aunt Lin is responsible for daily diet and cleaning. Only when you need to clean up or hold a banquet will Aunt Lin find someone who can trust. In the Song family for many years, Aunt Lin has always managed the Song family's internal affairs in an orderly manner. In order to repay her, the Song family's salary was also very high, which made her handle the Song family's internal affairs more seriously.
Aunt Lin went to clean up the dishes. Song Qingyu, Song Qinghua and Fang Ling were in the living room. The atmosphere was a bit awkward, and the three of them chatted together.
Soon, Song Qingyu said she was going back to her room to study, so she asked Song Qinghua to take Fang Ling for a walk, so she went back to her room first.
Now only Fang Ling and Song Qinghua are left in the living room. Fang Ling wants to escape back to the room and be as far away from Song Qinghua as possible. However, Song Qinghua quickly sat on Fang Ling's thigh, and a pair of warm and soft jade hands surrounded Fang Ling's neck, and a warm and fragrant smell came to his nose.
Fang Ling was a little nervous, afraid that others would see it, but Aunt Lin was washing dishes in the kitchen and Song Qingyu was studying in the room. No one could see their extremely ambiguous behavior.
Fang Ling is not Liu Xiahui, and he has no ability to sit still, so his body reacts. At this time, he wants to push Song Qinghua away and get up, but he doesn't dare, for fear of angering the witch in front of him, and then do something extraordinary.
Fang Ling tried his best to endure it, bit his lip tightly, his face turned red, his head tilted to the other side, constantly adjusting his rapid breathing
But Song Qinghua, who was sitting on his thigh, felt the foreign object under him and was still standing upright. Fang Ling was embarrassed and swelled and hurt, and his lower body pushed to Song Qinghua's buttocks. It was soft, warm, and it was pressed and felt a little comfortable.
Song Qinghua looked at Fang Ling's red face. Not only did she not intend to let him go, but she also wanted to bully him fiercely. She slightly twisted her water snake-like waist, and her hips were constantly rubbing against Fang Ling's lower body, and seemed to be moving at a certain rhythm. Her head was approaching Fang Ling's ears. Then she took a deep breath very frivolously and smelled Fang Ling's body fragrance that was more fragrant due to love. Then she exhaled to Fang Ling's ears, making Fang Ling tremble like a slender branch blown by the wind.
Fang Ling couldn't hold it anymore, and his breathing became rapid. He forced a smile out, and said to Song Qinghua in a nearly begging tone: Qing... Sister Qinghua, let me go, okay?
But Song Qinghua did not answer him, but just pressed his chin with his hand, then pressed his lips with his index finger. It goes without saying that Song Qinghua refused, and did not want Fang Ling to say something similar again. Fang Ling gave up the idea of persuasion and continued to endure Song Qinghua's teasing
Song Qinghua focused on Fang Ling's red earlobe that seemed to be bleeding. She thought and gently hooked his earlobe with the tip of her tongue. Fang Ling's body trembled significantly. Then she increased her attack and gently held his earlobe with her lips and rubbed it slowly. This made Fang Ling feel comfortable and couldn't help but scream. Then Song Qinghua took Fang Ling's earlobe into her mouth and grinded it gently with her teeth. Fang Ling couldn't help but bite her teeth and didn't make a sound. Then Song Qinghua lightly bites part of the earlobe with her teeth, licking it back and forth from the tip of her tongue, and the speed went from slow to fast, from gentle to fierce.
Song Qinghua's fierce attack made Fang Ling unable to bear it anymore, and she made a small moan, her breathing became heavy, her eyes were covered with mist, her chest was constantly rising and falling, and her body was numb, like a current spreading across her limbs, uncomfortable and comfortable.
The ears are very sensitive~ Not bad, I will discover more sensitive points in you later, um~ I will develop you well~ Song Qinghua said in Fang Ling's ear in a seductive tone. Fang Ling felt a little scared when he heard it
After saying that, Song Qinghua stood up, Fang Ling felt relieved, and finally no longer had to endure Song Qinghua's torture. As a result, Song Qinghua said to Fang Ling again: Go, go to your room, let's do the serious business.
After hearing this, Fang Ling raised his heart again, and then looked at Song Qinghua with begging eyes, as if he wanted to ask her to give up her hands and let herself go.
Unexpectedly, Song Qinghua ignored Fang Ling's pitiful eyes and pulled Fang Ling's hand to walk towards his room. Fang Ling's legs were a little weak at this time, so Song Qinghua didn't pull Fang Ling up for a while.
What? Do you want me to carry you in? Song Qinghua looked at Fang Ling, who was still sitting on the sofa, and asked with his hand and teasingly
No, no, I can leave Fang Ling quickly got up
Then Fang Ling was taken away by Song Qinghua helplessly, and the warm and delicate touch from his hands made him feel rippling.
When we arrived at the room, Song Qinghua had a playful smile on her face and said to Fang Ling: Look at you, the bed is messy and dirty, why don’t you clean it up quickly? Seeing that you are too busy alone, I will help you with mercy.
Then... Thank you very much Sister Qinghua
Fang Ling thanked him on the surface, but couldn't help but complain in his heart. It was obvious that she forced herself to get drunk and blamed herself for dirtying and messing up the bed. It was really unreasonable.
After complaining about it in his heart, Fang Ling dared not say it, so he could only clean up the bed with Song Qinghua. Looking at the traces on the bed sheets and quilts, we could see how fierce the battle was last night. Fang Ling was suffering from destruction.
Not long after, the bed sheets and quilt covers were placed in the washing machine to clean them vigorously, and the subsequent matters would be left to Aunt Lin.
Then Fang Ling and Song Qinghua changed into new bed sheets and quilt covers. After changing, Fang Ling looked at the tidy bed and didn't know if the so-called "doing a serious business" was to make the bed, but he was afraid that Song Qinghua next to him would press himself on the bed and do it. So he quickly made an excuse to escape from Song Qinghua and said to Song Qinghua: Sister Qinghua, I want to go around, can...can it be...can it be?
Of course, Song Qinghua knew what Fang Ling meant, so she deliberately elongated her voice and answered him. Seeing Fang Ling's nervous expression that she thought she would say no, it felt very interesting.
After listening to Song Qinghua's answer, Fang Ling breathed relaxedly
But Fang Ling, you must be not familiar with the surroundings, so my sister is afraid that you will be abducted by someone else, so I will take you there
Song Qinghua squinted her eyes again, and the corners of her mouth raised, as if I had seen through your plan, he said to Fang Ling.
No, no, I can go there myself. I don’t have navigation on my phone. I won’t be abducted, so I won’t bother you. Fang Ling quickly refused.
That won't work. If something happens to you, my parents and your parents will blame me. Today, I will either accompany you on a walk
Before he finished speaking, Song Qinghua hugged Fang Ling's waist and approached Fang Ling's ears. Fang Ling said: Or, hehe~ You'll accompany me on the bed.
Then... let's go shopping together. Fang Ling had no choice but to choose to go shopping.
Song Qing's choice to draw Fang Ling was not surprised. Fang Ling said: Then you can prepare it, and wait for me at the door. After that, he went to her room to change clothes and put on makeup.
Fang Ling smiled bitterly, and could only move his sore body, put on his socks, and wait for Song Qing to paint in the living room.