Chapter 26 The couched sofa scene

Qiao Qiao's feelings for Song Qiyan have always been quite subtle.

She doesn't deny that she likes Song Qiyan, why don't she like it?

Song Qiyan is good-looking, has a good voice, has a good aura, and is very rigorous and serious in doing things.

Although sometimes it is cold and fierce, it is still fatal to girls of Qiao Qiao.

When she was working in the branch office, Qiao Qiao had a crush on Song Qiyan for a while. Later, she found that in Song Qiyan's eyes, she seemed to be no different from other female artists. Song Qiyan seemed to be able to do what she did to others, so Qiao Qiao got angry and forced herself not to continue falling into trouble.

In terms of love view, Qiao Qiao has a little bit of a sense of "being broken than being full". If the person he likes cannot treat him wholeheartedly, then Qiao Qiao doesn't want the little bit of giving intermittently.

Otherwise, I would have just hiding outside and said I had gone out to have dinner with my friends.

Qiao Qiao looked worriedly at the clock that was about to point to five o'clock, so I'll go out and turn for an hour or two before coming back.

As soon as she finished talking to herself, she suddenly remembered something and refuted herself: Why?I didn't owe him anything, and here is my home now. Can he still tie me up if I don't go out?

Qiao Qiaoyu educates himself earnestly: Qiao Qiao Ah, you can’t always panic before others touch you. Isn’t this growing ambition to destroy your own might?

She made up her mind and prepared a statement of Song Qiyan's refusal when she called. In the next twenty minutes, she kept beautifying and perfecting it in her heart. When the phone rings, she could use this impeccable word to give the enemy a head-on blow.

Ring ring

Qiao Qiao just picked up his phone, but before he could click the answer button, he suddenly became depressed.

No...I'd better pretend not to be at home... Qiao Qiao carefully put the phone back in its original place, and the angle did not change, as if this could cover up the fact that he had already picked up the phone. Well, I went out for dinner and didn't bring my phone, that's it.

The ringtone rang very conscientiously for a long time, and then ended suddenly.

There was a knock outside the door.

Tian Ah... He actually came to knock on the door... Qiao Qiao was so anxious that he suddenly realized, what am I in a hurry? I just kept pretending to be not at home. I wouldn't really break into the door, right?

The door made a sound of "Didi" password verification successfully, and then it clicked, and the door slowly opened. Qiao Qiao looked at Song Qiyan standing at the door in a daze. Because he had just gotten off work, Song Qiyan was still in a straight suit. He shook the cell phone in his hand at Qiao Qiao and sneered: Are you not at home?Um?

In fact, Qiao Qiao was lying on the sofa and trying to make his expression look sincere. I just came out of the bathroom and was about to open the door for you.

Oh, very good, then I'll check if you're lying.

Song Qiyan walked in with great strides and unbuttoned the suit jacket with one hand. He threw the phone aside and reached over to grab Qiao Qiao. Qiao Qiao was so scared that she rushed to the other end of the sofa with her hands and feet, but it was obviously useless, so she was easily caught by Song Qiyan.

Ah let me down!Qiao Qiao was picked up directly from the sofa by Song Qiyan. She kicked her hard, but to no avail.

Give you the right to choose.Song Qiyan smiled very gently, here is still mine.

You, you trespassed in a private house!Qiao Qiao stammered her neck and expressed her unyielding reluctance and abused her power!I want to report you!

Here, or where I?

... Qiao Qiao leaned his head against Song Qiyan's chest and muttered in a low voice, then let's go... Anyway, the result is the same...

Um.Song Qiyan gently kissed Qiao Qiao on the cheek, the right choice.

Stop, stop, I want to drink water first!

Qiao Qiao was placed on the sofa by Song Qiyan. He obediently stepped back and poured a glass of water for Qiao Qiao.

Wow.Qiao Qiao took it with a panic. Now I say I want to go back, will you let me leave?

It's a pity.Song Qiyan took off his suit jacket and hung it on the clothes hanger. Once, the glass of water you just used up.

... Qiao Qiao regretted that he had lost his intestines.

come over.Song Qiyan pulled down his tie, he sat on the other end of the sofa, patted the seat beside him, and Qiao Qiao moved over reluctantly with the water cup.

Song Qiyan grabbed Qiao Qiao to his leg with a strong arm.

Although the man has been engaged in management professions, he has not neglected to exercise because of this. Qiao Qiao could feel Song Qiyan's strong thigh muscles and muscles through the thin nightgown and suit pants. They were trembling slightly excitedly, indicating that the owner was completely "intrigued".

But Song Qiyan was not in a hurry. He was the best patience among all the men Qiao Qiao had ever met. He knew very clearly when to put a napkin, when to pick up a knife and fork, and when to really put the salt-fucking lamb chops into his mouth. He perfectly and self-sustainedly implemented his meal plan according to this set of standards, striving to get a suitable dinner with the most fragrant smell on his cheeks.

Qiao Qiao was still holding the cup and drinking water sipped, but her nightgown was completely lifted by the man. Song Qiyan's hand slowly touched her side ribs, but he was not in a hurry to catch Qiao Qiao's nipples. He just touched the edge of his tender breasts as if nothing had happened, and then shrank back with a reserved look, as if the touch just now was a completely unintentional act.

What are you thinking?Song Qiyan took Qiao Qiao's cup away, and now Qiao Qiao could only wrap around his neck.

I'm wondering whether you love me or not.

Um?Song Qiyan was very interested in this question, and his hand stopped, and he asked Qiao Qiao seriously, what do you think?So do you love me?

What if I say I don’t love it?Qiao Qiao blinked.

Then I don't love you either.

Song Qiyan's hand touched Qiao Qiao's back again, and his index finger and middle finger slowly stroked Qiao Qiao's slightly protruding spine. He raised his eyes to look at Qiao Qiao, but his eyes seemed to be a deep ice well. The deepest part was the black paint color at the end, and the layer outside was filled with ice.

What if I say love?

Song Qiyan did not answer this time. He turned Qiao Qiao's body and changed it from sitting side to facing each other. Qiao Qiao's two small breasts were being caught in his hands, like two small round tits, beating in his palms with the girl's heartbeat.

Your heart beats very fast.Song Qiyan smiled and I touched it.

His hands were soothing the little bird very obediently as if he had magic. Qiao Qiao felt that his two nipples were uncontrollably congested and swollen. She felt a little ashamed of her sensitivity, and turned her head and buried her face in Song Qiyan's shoulder. Song Qiyan's body always had a cool smell, mixed with the smell of cotton, a little wood perfume and tobacco.

Song Qiyan's subordinates were a little stronger, and his breathing was finally no longer so stable. Qiao Qiao felt that his two small breasts were being rubbed flattened and rounded by him. The genitals of the man sitting under him became thicker and harder, which made Qiao Qiao unable to help twisting and adjusting his sitting position.

Awkward... Song Qiyan stopped her with a hoarse voice, I'm doing it for your own good.

Qiao Qiao's nature has been picked up, and there is also the desire that she longed for Cheng Xiu a few days ago but failed. She leaned softly against Song Qiyan, and her hand was even more unhonestly stretched into Song Qiyan's back collar. Her small hand was a little ice. Song Qiyan turned his head slightly to avoid it, and then suddenly lifted her nightgown.

Give me a sensation, huh?Song Qiyan unzipped his suit pants for a while.

The man's cock popped out straight, Qiao Qiao let go of his arms, slid between Song Qiyan's legs, lowered his head and opened his mouth and slowly wrapped his cock in his mouth.

Song Qiyan gasped and grabbed Qiao Qiao's hair with his hands.

The tip of his tongue swept through the protruding blood vessels on his cock and scratched the man's sensitive coronal groove. Song Qiyan leaned his head and leaned against the sofa and kept adjusting his breathing. The hands holding Qiao Qiao's hair were tightened, loose and tight. It can be seen that he was trying his best to resist this overwhelming pleasure.

Qiao Qiao raised her head in the gap, her tongue spitted slightly, and the slender silver threads were pulled out with her movements. Song Qiyan couldn't stand the scene, so he picked up Qiao Qiao and kissed him viciously.

It's really strange.

He pulled his belt anxiously, opened Qiao Qiao's legs and inserted it indescribably. His entire cock was sinking into Qiao Qiao's small pussy, which was already flooding with juice. Why can't I resist it whenever I see you?

Woo Qiao Qiao bit Song Qiyan's fingers that touched her cheek and moaned unbearably.

It was so strange... Song Qiyan was talking to himself while rudely pushing Qiao Qiao. His thick penis went in and out of Qiao Qiao's vagina, and a small piece of bright red inner wall was even turned out a little, sometimes mixed with some body fluids with foam.

Qiao Qiao curled up in Song Qiyan's arms tremblingly, allowing him to manipulate it. The feeling of his cock hitting his body randomly was not good, but it surprised Qiao Qiao felt unable to stop. She felt like she had turned into a scabbard or a scabbard, which was something similar anyway...

Song Qiyan is that knife. He can be sharp and fierce, but he can't hurt her at all.

Because she is his sheath.

I'm too addicted to the game, Qiao Qiao.

After Song Qiyan hit the small protrusion in Qiao Qiao's body, he suddenly said this. He began to choose a slower way to enter and exit so that Qiao Qiao, who was already crying, took a breath. Maybe I should tell you directly...

He then denied himself: No, I will lose...

Song Qiyan didn't say anything anymore because he had already embedded the front of his glans deeply into the deepest part of Qiao Qiao's body.

Um...Qi Yan!Qiao Qiao reached out to hug him and hugged her tightly, and her nipples turned red with pleasure.

Song Qiyan's top was completely torn apart, and the tie was just hanging around his neck. Qiao Qiao was no longer in a state of inch. The two of them were wearing skin against each other, and they were breathing calmly.

Can I ejaculate in?Song Qiyan asked in a hoarse voice.

Qiao Qiao shook his head weakly.

Slim.

Song Qiyan smiled, and he hugged Qiao Qiao's waist and began to speed up. Qiao Qiao hugged the other party tightly with a "Ah" sound. The juice of his split thighs splashed everywhere, so fast that Qiao Qiao could no longer tell which wave of pleasure was brought by the thrust.

She cried and climbed to climax, and the ravaged inner wall twitched and tightened. Song Qiyan's body shook violently, and then suddenly pulled out his cock.

He held it with his hand and rubbed it hard, and the snow-white semen splashed out, splashing on the Persian long-haired carpet on the ground from afar.

Qiao Qiao whimpered, hooked Song Qiyan's neck, and closed her eyes so tired.