Song Qinghua led Fang Ling out to the door of the room. Song Qingyu also opened the door at this time. Looking at the two people in front of him, Song Qingyu couldn't help but be stunned.
Sister, I see Fang Ling's little brother has been studying for several hours, so I took him to watch a movie to relax. Song Qinghua calmly said to Song Qingyu
This... so, I just want to watch the movie too. Let's go together.
Somehow, Song Qingyu looked at Song Qinghua and Fang Ling very close, and felt a little sad, and even asked to watch a movie together.
Fang Ling was very embarrassed and wanted to pull out the hand that Song Qinghua was holding, but Song Qinghua's jade hand increased its strength and held his hand tightly. Fang Ling did not dare to make big moves, so he could only stand on the spot with a blushing face.
OK, let's go
After saying that, Song Qinghua led Fang Ling downstairs. In fact, Song Qinghua was a little unhappy. She also wanted to do something with Fang Ling while watching the movie, but it seems that it is not possible at the moment.
At some point, Song Qingyu seemed to have started to fall in love with the elegant and gentle Fang Ling, but she didn't know how to express it.
She felt uncomfortable when she looked at the two people walking in front and behind, but then she thought that her sister might just regard Fang Ling as her younger brother, and she felt much more relieved.
Fang Ling had a hand freed, and Song Qingyu had the idea of holding it up, but in the end he suppressed the impulse.
Fang Ling was led by Song Qinghua with red face, and she was also confused. Why didn't she change clothes when she went to the movie? Song Qingyu looked at Fang Ling's blushing face and thought he was very cute, thinking that it should be caused by shyness.
The three of them came to a simple style door that was bigger than the door of their room. Fang Ling had been here before, but because he was not at his own home, he did not walk in rashly.
Opening the door, Fang Ling was stunned by the scene in front of him. What caught his eye was a huge screen, which almost occupied the entire wall. Then there was a large arched sofa in front of the screen. There was a larger square sofa with a higher base behind the arched sofa, and there were several square pillows on it. If it weren't for the cushion, Fang Ling would have thought it was a bed.
The interior of the room is still simple, and the sofa looks soft and comfortable. Song Qinghua turned around and looked at Fang Ling who was already stunned. She raised her head and revealed her snow-white neck. She smiled proudly, like a proud white swan, and then held him and let him sit on the arched sofa in the front row.
Song Qingyu was skillfully using the big screen and asked Fang Ling and Song Qinghua. Fang Ling said both were OK. Song Qinghua suggested watching a recent love movie. After saying that, Song Qinghua went downstairs to get snacks.
Not long after, Song Qingyu prepared the movie she wanted to watch and sat next to Fang Ling.
Fang Ling felt that Song Qingyu seemed to be close to him, but she sat on the sofa and didn't dare to move to the side, for fear that Song Qingyu would think about something, and the atmosphere became a little charming.
Fang Ling, um...who, what do you think of Qinghua? Song Qingyu was a little worried that Fang Ling would be bullied by Song Qinghua, but his sister shouldn't be too much, but she still asked Fang Ling
Ah! Sister Qinghua... Sister Qinghua is very nice to me. She also tutored me in studies today and took good care of me. Fang Ling squeezed out a smile and replied
That's good, well... If you don't understand, you can ask me, and I can help you with answers.
Thank you sister Qingyu
As soon as Fang Ling finished speaking, Song Qinghua came over with some snacks, put them on the table, and then sat on the other side of Fang Ling.
The movie started to be screened, and the plot was relatively dull at the beginning. The three of them watched the movie while eating snacks. When the movie was about to be halfway through, the plot turned around and climaxes began. The three of them put the snacks back on the table and watched the movie attentively.
As Song Qinghua looked at her, she glanced at Fang Ling unconsciously. When she looked at the movie seriously, she felt that he had become a little better. Sure enough, boys were the best when they were serious.
As she thought about it, Song Qinghua touched Fang Ling's hand with a jade hand. Fang Ling was shocked and almost screamed, almost being discovered by Song Qingyu on the other side.
Fang Ling wanted to pull his hand out, but Song Qinghua grabbed his wrist and glanced at Song Qinghua. He found that she was looking at him with dissatisfied eyes. This made him feel a little panicked and dared not take any action.
Seeing that Fang Ling was no longer struggling, Song Qinghua smiled with satisfaction, then leaned against the sofa, watching the movie while stroking Fang Ling's hand.
Fang Ling felt a warm and smooth jade hand in his hand. Song Qing painted it sometimes with her hands, and her slender and tender fingers gently rubbed against each of Fang Ling's fingers, making Fang Ling's heart become itchy as it was with her fingers; sometimes she stroked the back of his hand, like a prodigal son, with frivolous movements, and a strange sense of comfort came from the back of her hand; sometimes she drew circles on his palm, bringing a wave of itchy and numb feeling...
Song Qinghua played with Fang Ling's hand in every possible way. Fang Ling gritted her teeth. The stimulation of her heart was intertwined with the numb feeling from her hands, which almost made him moan.
Somehow, since Song Qing was forced to do so, Fang Ling's body seemed to become more and more sensitive, and the seemingly gentle teasing could make him feel comfortable.
Watching a movie is a relaxing thing, but Fang Ling is unbearable, her body trembles slightly, and she feels that time passes very slowly. Song Qinghua only stops moving when she is fascinated by watching movies. When the plot of the movie is slow, she starts to touch again. This intermittent teasing makes Fang Ling feel ups and downs
I don't know how long it took, but the movie finally ended. It was almost time for dinner. Aunt Lin also sent a message to Song Qingyu and told her that the dinner was ready. Song Qingyu also informed Song Qinghua and Fang Ling.
So after closing the screen, the three of them walked out of the villa theater one after another. Song Qingyu walked in front, Song Qinghua walked behind her, and Fang Ling followed closely behind.
As she walked, Song Qinghua suddenly took a step back, and then a jade hand pulled Fang Ling's crotch closer toward her. Song Qinghua touched a hard stick-like object. Then she took back her jade hand and raised it to her shoulders. She turned around and stretched out a green onion jade finger in front of her cherry lips. She stretched out her pink tongue and licked it from bottom to top. Then Fang Ling showed a bad smile.
Fang Ling was angry and annoyed, her face turned red, her brows frowned, and her cheeks were slightly bulging. Song Qinghua felt that Fang Ling was like a pink bun at this time, very cute. If Song Qingyu hadn't been in front, I was afraid that Song Qinghua would immediately carry Fang Ling back to the room and ravage her hard.
However, Song Qinghua suppressed the impulse, turned around, followed Song Qingyu as if nothing had happened, while Fang Ling kept a little distance from her, looking at Song Qinghua's back as if she was wary.
Sister, I see Fang Ling's little brother has been studying for several hours, so I took him to watch a movie to relax. Song Qinghua calmly said to Song Qingyu
This... so, I just want to watch the movie too. Let's go together.
Somehow, Song Qingyu looked at Song Qinghua and Fang Ling very close, and felt a little sad, and even asked to watch a movie together.
Fang Ling was very embarrassed and wanted to pull out the hand that Song Qinghua was holding, but Song Qinghua's jade hand increased its strength and held his hand tightly. Fang Ling did not dare to make big moves, so he could only stand on the spot with a blushing face.
OK, let's go
After saying that, Song Qinghua led Fang Ling downstairs. In fact, Song Qinghua was a little unhappy. She also wanted to do something with Fang Ling while watching the movie, but it seems that it is not possible at the moment.
At some point, Song Qingyu seemed to have started to fall in love with the elegant and gentle Fang Ling, but she didn't know how to express it.
She felt uncomfortable when she looked at the two people walking in front and behind, but then she thought that her sister might just regard Fang Ling as her younger brother, and she felt much more relieved.
Fang Ling had a hand freed, and Song Qingyu had the idea of holding it up, but in the end he suppressed the impulse.
Fang Ling was led by Song Qinghua with red face, and she was also confused. Why didn't she change clothes when she went to the movie? Song Qingyu looked at Fang Ling's blushing face and thought he was very cute, thinking that it should be caused by shyness.
The three of them came to a simple style door that was bigger than the door of their room. Fang Ling had been here before, but because he was not at his own home, he did not walk in rashly.
Opening the door, Fang Ling was stunned by the scene in front of him. What caught his eye was a huge screen, which almost occupied the entire wall. Then there was a large arched sofa in front of the screen. There was a larger square sofa with a higher base behind the arched sofa, and there were several square pillows on it. If it weren't for the cushion, Fang Ling would have thought it was a bed.
The interior of the room is still simple, and the sofa looks soft and comfortable. Song Qinghua turned around and looked at Fang Ling who was already stunned. She raised her head and revealed her snow-white neck. She smiled proudly, like a proud white swan, and then held him and let him sit on the arched sofa in the front row.
Song Qingyu was skillfully using the big screen and asked Fang Ling and Song Qinghua. Fang Ling said both were OK. Song Qinghua suggested watching a recent love movie. After saying that, Song Qinghua went downstairs to get snacks.
Not long after, Song Qingyu prepared the movie she wanted to watch and sat next to Fang Ling.
Fang Ling felt that Song Qingyu seemed to be close to him, but she sat on the sofa and didn't dare to move to the side, for fear that Song Qingyu would think about something, and the atmosphere became a little charming.
Fang Ling, um...who, what do you think of Qinghua? Song Qingyu was a little worried that Fang Ling would be bullied by Song Qinghua, but his sister shouldn't be too much, but she still asked Fang Ling
Ah! Sister Qinghua... Sister Qinghua is very nice to me. She also tutored me in studies today and took good care of me. Fang Ling squeezed out a smile and replied
That's good, well... If you don't understand, you can ask me, and I can help you with answers.
Thank you sister Qingyu
As soon as Fang Ling finished speaking, Song Qinghua came over with some snacks, put them on the table, and then sat on the other side of Fang Ling.
The movie started to be screened, and the plot was relatively dull at the beginning. The three of them watched the movie while eating snacks. When the movie was about to be halfway through, the plot turned around and climaxes began. The three of them put the snacks back on the table and watched the movie attentively.
As Song Qinghua looked at her, she glanced at Fang Ling unconsciously. When she looked at the movie seriously, she felt that he had become a little better. Sure enough, boys were the best when they were serious.
As she thought about it, Song Qinghua touched Fang Ling's hand with a jade hand. Fang Ling was shocked and almost screamed, almost being discovered by Song Qingyu on the other side.
Fang Ling wanted to pull his hand out, but Song Qinghua grabbed his wrist and glanced at Song Qinghua. He found that she was looking at him with dissatisfied eyes. This made him feel a little panicked and dared not take any action.
Seeing that Fang Ling was no longer struggling, Song Qinghua smiled with satisfaction, then leaned against the sofa, watching the movie while stroking Fang Ling's hand.
Fang Ling felt a warm and smooth jade hand in his hand. Song Qing painted it sometimes with her hands, and her slender and tender fingers gently rubbed against each of Fang Ling's fingers, making Fang Ling's heart become itchy as it was with her fingers; sometimes she stroked the back of his hand, like a prodigal son, with frivolous movements, and a strange sense of comfort came from the back of her hand; sometimes she drew circles on his palm, bringing a wave of itchy and numb feeling...
Song Qinghua played with Fang Ling's hand in every possible way. Fang Ling gritted her teeth. The stimulation of her heart was intertwined with the numb feeling from her hands, which almost made him moan.
Somehow, since Song Qing was forced to do so, Fang Ling's body seemed to become more and more sensitive, and the seemingly gentle teasing could make him feel comfortable.
Watching a movie is a relaxing thing, but Fang Ling is unbearable, her body trembles slightly, and she feels that time passes very slowly. Song Qinghua only stops moving when she is fascinated by watching movies. When the plot of the movie is slow, she starts to touch again. This intermittent teasing makes Fang Ling feel ups and downs
I don't know how long it took, but the movie finally ended. It was almost time for dinner. Aunt Lin also sent a message to Song Qingyu and told her that the dinner was ready. Song Qingyu also informed Song Qinghua and Fang Ling.
So after closing the screen, the three of them walked out of the villa theater one after another. Song Qingyu walked in front, Song Qinghua walked behind her, and Fang Ling followed closely behind.
As she walked, Song Qinghua suddenly took a step back, and then a jade hand pulled Fang Ling's crotch closer toward her. Song Qinghua touched a hard stick-like object. Then she took back her jade hand and raised it to her shoulders. She turned around and stretched out a green onion jade finger in front of her cherry lips. She stretched out her pink tongue and licked it from bottom to top. Then Fang Ling showed a bad smile.
Fang Ling was angry and annoyed, her face turned red, her brows frowned, and her cheeks were slightly bulging. Song Qinghua felt that Fang Ling was like a pink bun at this time, very cute. If Song Qingyu hadn't been in front, I was afraid that Song Qinghua would immediately carry Fang Ling back to the room and ravage her hard.
However, Song Qinghua suppressed the impulse, turned around, followed Song Qingyu as if nothing had happened, while Fang Ling kept a little distance from her, looking at Song Qinghua's back as if she was wary.
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