Chapter 16 Wen Cun

Song Qinghua felt like she had just finished a long-distance run, pressing against Fang Ling and gasping heavily.

Fang Ling lay on the bed motionless, feeling that Song Qing's breath hit her shoulder hole, itchy, and her body was also pressed against Song Qing's warm and smooth skin, which made her feel a little comfortable. In addition, she was exhausted, so she felt sleepy, and she wanted to sleep like this with her eyes closed.

After a while, Song Qinghua held up and Huadong clearly felt that Fang Ling's penis had become sluggish. He also saw tears on his pretty face that were not completely dry. He looked very tired, his hands were naturally spread on both sides of his body, and his breathing was also gentle.

It seems that the two days of troubles made Fang Ling look like this. Song Qinghua felt compassion and gently brushed away the tears on Fang Ling's face with her hands. Then she got up from him and gently wiped Fang Ling's lower body covered with sticky liquid with wet wipes and tissues on the bedside table.

During the cleaning process, Fang Ling closed his eyes tightly and frowned. His body only shrank slightly when the wet wipes touched his lower body, and then he remained motionless again

After Song Qinghua carefully cleaned Fang Ling's lower body, she also cleaned her body carefully. Then she sat beside Fang Ling and looked at Fang Ling with loving eyes.

Are you exhausted? Then let us go to bed early this time and let you go first. Next time, I won't let you pass so easily

Well, the waves. I wonder if the groggy Fang Ling heard Song Qing's words, but just replied in a muffled voice.

Then Song Qing drew on the bed and slept beside Fang Ling. Then she turned Fang Ling to the side with her hand, faced her, and carried him into her arms. Seeing that her brows were still tight, she gently stroked Fang Ling's smooth back with a jade hand.

Song Qinghua's hand seemed to have magic. Every time he stroked it, Fang Ling's brows sootheed, and then he slowly relaxed, and his head naturally leaned against Song Qinghua's chest and fell asleep smoothly.

Seeing Fang Ling snuggling in his arms and falling asleep, Song Qinghua felt the joy of getting what he had dreamed of. Looking at the lovely man in his arms, he couldn't bear to disturb him anymore. He just gently kissed his forehead and said softly, Good night, Fang Ling's little brother Wave

You can enjoy your body slowly in the future. Life is still full of waves, right? Song Qinghua thought of this and fell asleep with satisfaction.

The next morning, Song Qinghua opened her bright eyes first. Because she slept early yesterday, it was still early in the morning and the sun had just risen.

Song Qinghua looked at Fang Ling who was still sleeping in his arms, took a deep breath of the fragrance of gardenia from his body, and was in a good mood.

The chirping sounds of birds coming from outside the window. Song Qinghua thought and let go of Fang Ling in her arms. She looked at the time and it was still very early. Then she turned off the air conditioner in the room and walked towards the window.

The rising sun just showed a little bit of its head, but the sunlight covered the blue sky. The bright sunlight seemed to have a physical body. A straight golden light shone on all places. The sky was cloudless. It seemed that today was another good weather.

Song Qing opened the window, the cool wind blew on her body, and the fresh air also came to her face. Looking at the blue sky and bright sunlight in front of her, she couldn't help but stretch and felt comfortable in her heart.

Then he returned to the bed, hugged Fang Ling in his arms again, and thoughtfully pulled him up the quilt a little.

The fresh air mixed with Fang Ling's gardenia body fragrance, Song Qinghua smelled a little fluttering.

The morning breeze is cool and cool, the quilt is as warm as usual, and it is extremely comfortable

Today, the weather is very good, the people are very good

After staying warm in bed for a while, Song Qinghua felt that it was time to have breakfast, so she gently shook Fang Ling's shoulders.

Fang Ling's little brother Waves gets up and the sun is about to burn his butt. If I don't get up, I will do bad things. Song Qinghua calls Fang Ling in a gentle tone.

Fang Ling frowned first, then opened his eyes, raised his head, looked at Song Qinghua with a blank look, then closed his eyes, lowered his head, buried it in Song Qinghua's warm arms, wanting to continue to sleep

Song Qinghua looked at Fang Ling's face as if she was not awake, and couldn't help laughing. Then she pinched Fang Ling's face with a jade hand and raised her head as she was.

Get up~ Little lazy pig, is it good to get up first and have breakfast? If you still want to sleep after breakfast, can you sleep with me? Be good, get up. Song Qinghua continued to coax Fang Ling

Fang Ling was disturbed by Song Qinghua, and she couldn't fall asleep if she wanted to sleep. She could only open her eyes in a daze, see the gentle and beautiful Song Qinghua in front of her, and then recalling what happened yesterday, she couldn't help but blush and her heartbeat, her body shrank backwards, and remained silent.

Song Qinghua looked at Fang Ling, who looked like a weak little beast in front of her, and couldn't bear to tease him anymore. She got out of bed first, then helped Fang Ling up and let him sit on the bed.

What's wrong? Do you want my sister to carry you down for breakfast? Yes~ Song Qinghua saw Fang Ling sitting on the bed in a daze. She hadn't moved for a long time, so she couldn't help but tease her

Thanks... Thanks, no... No, I can

Fang Ling came to his senses, walked out of bed quickly, ran to the bathroom to wash up as if he was running away.

If she was taken downstairs by Song Qinghua for breakfast, how could she face the rest of the Song family? Fang Ling thought nervously

Song Qinghua squinted her eyes and looked at Fang Ling with a playful smile. She saw Fang Ling steadily as if she was flying. She thought Fang Ling would be weak in the morning and couldn't get out of bed. It seemed that his health was still good. In the future...

Hehe~ Life is more fun

Song Qinghua walked towards another bathroom with light steps and singing cheerful songs.

Soon, Fang Ling had already finished washing up, and then stood at the door, wondering whether to wait for Song Qinghua to go downstairs together. It seemed that it was not good before waiting, and he was afraid that she would be teased.

After thinking about it, he said to the bathroom door: Sister Qinghua, I...I'll go down first

Yes, Song Qinghua was brushing her teeth, and responded in a muffled voice. Fang Ling heard it and walked straight downstairs

As soon as he got off the floor, Song Qingyu was already sitting in the restaurant looking at his phone and waiting for them. The table was filled with breakfast prepared by Aunt Lin. As soon as he saw Fang Ling, he smiled at him and said to him: Come? Sit down quickly. If you don’t eat breakfast, it will be cold. Where is Qinghua going?

Fang Ling believes that compared to Song Qing's paintings, Song Qingyu seems quieter. Her seemingly ordinary smile makes Fang Ling feel very good. She also feels her friendship and friendship, and most of the depression in her heart disappears.

Not long after Fang Ling sat down, Song Qinghua had already walked to the restaurant and sat next to Fang Ling. Song Qingyu was a little confused and thought to herself: When did Qinghua change her attitude and look very close to her?

But no matter how confused she was, Song Qingyu didn't ask about it. After all, this didn't seem like a bad thing.

Breakfast was in this ordinary conversation. Fortunately, Song Qinghua did not tease Fang Ling anymore. Song Qinghua felt that Fang Ling had been eaten completely by herself, so there was no need to take advantage of him anymore. Fang Ling also felt relieved and had breakfast with peace of mind.