Chapter 34

During the next period of living with Zhang Yong, the two of them were like dry firewood. One was a young and free little wild horse, and the other was a charming young woman who was depressed by lust. Apart from eating and sleeping, they were having sex all the time. Zhang Yong's hard cock seemed to never know how tired he was, and he thrust endlessly in Qing Hong's dripping little flesh hole. Qing Hong's legs were like two big gates at the bottomless hole, clamping Zhang Yong's butt tightly, entangling the two people's bodies together, and never wanting to separate for a moment.

As usual, the morning sunlight gently poured in from the window, shining on the two naked and smooth bodies on the bed, Qing Hong lazily stretched out her arms, and the ordinary and romantic day began again

Zhang Yong sat at the dining table, with a glass of milk on the table, and was gnawing a piece of golden bread in his hand. He spread his legs and his pants were taken down under his knees. The dense pubic hair between his legs was stretched out to both sides in a ferocious and rough manner. Qing Hong knelt underneath, his whole body was naked, leaving only a narrow and thin purple thong stranding the deep butt slit, covering the most mysterious part below, but such a small thong could not block the spring light inside. The dense black pubic hair had already been exposed from the side, making it look more sexy and seductive.

She was holding Zhang Yong's blood-bloated cock in her mouth, sucking the smell of the glans intoxicatedly. As her lips opened and closed, the two heavy breasts on her chest were swaying in the air. While enjoying the oral sex service of the beautiful young woman under her crotch, Zhang Yong was having breakfast leisurely, sometimes lifting his butt to insert his cock deeper into Qing Hong's sexy little mouth.

Sister Hong, this slice of bread is a bit dry

Qing Hong spit out the big cock in her mouth, looked up at Zhang Yong, and said angrily: You won’t drink milk and eat Ah?

Milk is not good, I want to drink your water

Zhang Yong said, staring at Qing Hong's sexy purple thong in the middle of the slit of her butt. Qing Hong seemed to understand Zhang Yong's meaning immediately, and two more red flowers rose on her face. She reached out to take the half-bite of the bread from Zhang Yong's hand, stuffed it into the middle of the slit below her, and pulled the purple thong to one side. The vaginal fluid inside the slut immediately flowed onto the bread.

While Qing Hong pressed the bread against the hole of his running water, she tried hard to clamp and contract the wrinkle meat inside the hole, squeezed out the sticky and slippery vaginal fluid quickly and stuck it all onto the bread, and then handed it over to Zhang Yong. Zhang Yong looked at the bread soaked by Qing Hong in Bi water, smiled contentedly, bit it into his mouth and tasted it with relish.

Sister Hong’s Bishui with bread is really delicious in the world. Zhang Yong said endlessly

Really, is my mother a slut?

Sexy, salty and sexy

Then you still eat

I like you, I like to eat Hongjie's slutty mother

I'll bite you to death

Qing Hong suddenly lowered her head, opened her mouth and grabbed Zhang Yong's straight cock, swallowed it deeply, and her bright red lips directly pressed against the messy pubic hair on Zhang Yong's eggs. Zhang Yong only felt that his entire big cock was tightly wrapped by Qing Hong's small mouth. The huge glans had been inserted into her throat, tight and crisp. The huge pleasure made him tremble all over, and his butt was thrust forward. Qing Hong felt Zhang Yong's big cock jumping and squirming in her throat. She wrapped her lips tightly, clamping the cock tightly like the tight slit below.

Ah...hiss...Sister Hong...You really know how to eat chicken

Little beast, your cock is so delicious, I like to give you a chicken

Qing Hong let out a big purple-red glans covered with saliva. As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Yong couldn't wait to insert it in, then pressed Qing Hong's head, grabbed her black and scattered hair, and started to thrust violently. Qing Hong knew that Zhang Yong was about to ejaculate, and cooperated to wrap her mouth tightly, pressed her tongue against the base of her penis, and sucked her hard.

Ah…Fuck…Fuck…I’m going to cum!

Sister Hong, your little mouth is so dull, Ah... all cums to you

Finally, after a fierce and rough thrust, Zhang Yong's semen shot into Qing Hong's mouth like magma erupting from the crater. Zhang Yong looked at Qing Hong's semen under his crotch, and felt extremely satisfied. He pasted the remaining half of the bread on his cock, rubbed all the semen around the urethra onto the bread slices, and handed it to Qing Hong.

Sister Hong, semen and bread are also delicious in the world

Qing Hong swallowed the semen that Zhang Yong had just ejaculated in his mouth in one mouthful, reached out to take the slice of bread covered with semen in his hand, and was about to stuff it into his mouth, but suddenly felt a sense of disgust in his stomach, and his throat bulged twice, and he couldn't help but spit out the semen he had just swallowed out again.

What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable, Sister Hong?

Maybe your thing is too fishy

If you can't eat, don't force it

Don't you say that semen and bread are delicious in the world? Of course I have to try it

Qing Hong took a moment, stuffed the semen bread into her mouth and took a bite, but as soon as she started swallowing, a strong feeling of vomiting immediately rose in her stomach. She finally stood up and ran into the bathroom, hugged the toilet and vomited. This confused Zhang Yong. He put on his pants and chased him over and didn't know how to help Qing Hong. He patted his back and handed the paper.

Sister Hong, you won’t be allergic to semen, right?

Qing Hong vomited for five or six minutes before gradually recovering from her senses. She took the paper from Zhang Yong's hand and wiped her mouth. She stood up and gave Zhang Yong a blank look, her eyes full of resentment.

Sister Hong, why do you ignore me?

You're allergic to semen, your whole family has allergic to semen

Angry? Sorry, I was joking

Zhang Yong saw the change in Qinghong's face, and seemed to realize that she had said something wrong. He quickly lowered his head and admitted his mistake. He hugged Qinghong from behind with his hands. However, Qinghong didn't care about Zhang Yong's words in her heart. She seemed to be saying something, but she wanted to say something.

I'm not angry, you go out first

What's wrong? Zhang Yong didn't move, his eyes begging to Qing Hong

Oh, I'm not angry. People want to pee, do you want to see too?

Qing Hong said, pushing Zhang Yong out of the bathroom, and then the door closed with a bang. Zhang Yong waited outside with a blank look on his face. After a few minutes, the door opened again. Qing Hong walked out of the inside, threw something in his hand into Zhang Yong's arms, and then entered the living room.

Sister Hong, what is this?

You can't watch it yourself?

I've never seen this before

Haven't you seen the early pregnancy test strips?

You mean...

Watch it yourself

Zhang Yong looked at the test strips in his hand, but his heart was full of doubts. He looked at the faint red bars on it and was about to take out his mobile phone to search and query, but Qing Hong snatched it over.

Stop checking, two squads

What do two squatters mean?

My aunt is already ten days late. With the result of this test strip, I should be pregnant

Ah?

Ah What Ah, are you scared?

I don't have one, who is the child...

I haven't had a job with him for two months, and I'm going to you... Who do you think of it?

be mine?

Of course it's yours

Sister Hong, so I want to be a father!

Do you want this kid?

This is the crystallization of our love. Of course I want it, but Sister Hong, you...

I'm still someone else's wife now, of course I can't give birth to you

oh……

Zhang Yong responded, and suddenly became lost from excitement. The expression on his face was like a child who had just lost his toy, disappointed and wronged. Qing Hong was in a complicated mood at this time. Although she had been compatible with Zhang Yong so many times, she had not really thought about getting pregnant for Zhang Yong. Now she and Lin He have not officially completed the divorce procedures. She still regarded herself as Lin He's wife in her bones, but now she is really pregnant with Zhang Yong's child.

To put it bluntly, the arrival of this child is a wild man. He has sex with another man countless times on his husband's back. He even tried all the postures and skills that his husband had not enjoyed before. He finally got pregnant for him. This is Qing Hong's biggest sin now. She doesn't know how to go back to face Lin He and his family, nor how to deal with her relationship with Zhang Yong. Perhaps from the moment she went to bed with Zhang Yong, she had already embarked on a path of no return with desire sinking.

The screen of the phone suddenly lit up and began to shake. Qing Hong glanced at the person who called was Zheng Wenguang. When she thought of the deep eagle-like gaze in Zheng Wenguang's eyes, she felt a cold war. The reason why Lin He discovered these things about her and Zhang Yong was all done by Zheng Wenguang behind his back. Is Lin He voluntarily doing something about Lin He and Shuman going to bed? Or is there some shameful deal between them?

After thinking about it, Qing Hong suddenly realized that everything that had happened to him over the past few days seemed to be vaguely related to Zheng Wenguang. His ultimate goal was of course himself, but he spent so much time, was he just trying to make himself willingly surrender under his crotch and take the initiative to accept the fun?

No matter what, it's time for things to break down. She picked up her cell phone and finally answered Zheng Wenguang's phone number.

Ah Hong, where are you?

Mr. Zheng, are you asking me for something?

You see, you haven't come to work in the company recently, so you need to deal with many things.

Qing Hong sneered, and heard some strange smell from Zheng Wenguang's familiar voice, but she was not willing to be outdone at all at the moment, but just responded politely:

I have some private matters recently and have coordinated with the Human Resources Department. If you have anything to do, you can tell me

There's something you really have to do

You said

Remember the last time Mr. Zhao from Country Garden came to our company to talk about the Tianshuiwan project. Today, the group's procedures have been approved. Now, as long as Mr. Zhao nods, our 400 million project will be completed, so...

Mr. Zheng, you can just let Schuman go. I haven't finished my own business recently

Schumann is really not good this time, Mr. Zhao asked him to see you

But I...

Ah Hong, as long as you help me this time, I guarantee that the things in Schumann's hands will never appear in this world again

Speaking of this, Qing Hong finally understood the plan in Zheng Wenguang's mind. It turned out that the photos and videos that Shuman secretly took were indeed Zheng Wenguang's masterpieces, but she didn't dare to completely tear her face. No matter what, she wanted to get rid of this quagmire and finally faced this demon.

Mr. Zheng, I'll go

That's right. At 8 o'clock tonight, at the Crescent Hotel in Tianshuiwan, Private Room, No. 508, Fifth Floor, I'll wait for you

Qing Hong just hung up the phone, turned her head and bumped into Zhang Yong who was holding him towards him. Her soft body was crushed by Zhang Yong on the sofa. Her wet and hot tongue kissed her bright red lips like raindrops. Qing Hong also slowly removed her guard. The two hugged each other and kissed passionately. Zhang Yong's big hand skillfully reached into Qing Hong's purple thong. The warm and plump flesh was covered by Zhang Yong's big hand and rubbed roughly.

Qing Hong began to fall into confusion again. Her little hand unconsciously unbuttoned Zhang Yong's belt and held a little bit of the swelling and hard cock inside. The two hugged each other tighter, and the entanglement of their tongues became more and more enthusiastic. After a long time, Qing Hong let go of Zhang Yong and slowly opened her eyes.

Little beast, I'm going to work

Sister Hong, I think the person surnamed Zheng is not a good person, don’t take risks

Why, are you worried about me?

Zhang Yong hugged Qinghong's body tighter, nodded gently, and said: Sister Hong, you know, I love you

Fool, don't worry, I'm just going to have dinner with customers for socializing

But I think the person surnamed Zheng has bad intentions to you

It's okay, some things will always be broken

Qing Hong broke free from Zhang Yong's arms and chose a slim hip-pack skirt and a white plaid shirt. She paired it with a red lace bra and underwear. She wore a black suspender stocking. She looked slim and plump. Her round buttocks and her high and bulging breasts made the young woman's mature figure look charming. Zhang Yong was already a little stunned. The meat stick in the crotch instantly stood upright and held up the high tent.

Qing Hong carried a small bag on her back, walked to the door, stopped, thought for a while, then turned around and said to Zhang Yong:

Let's consider the matter of children

Zhang Yong didn't say anything, his face seemed a little disappointed. Ke Qinghong didn't know how to face the fact of pregnancy now. If she wanted to gain a foothold in the family, if she wanted to continue with Lin He, the child could not be wanted anyway. However, when she saw Zhang Yong's excitement and enthusiasm for her pregnancy, she couldn't bear to let him fall into disappointment. Maybe she needed time to think carefully about how to deal with this matter.

Pay attention to safety, the child's mother Zhang Yong suddenly looked at Qing Hong and said this seriously

I know, the child's father Qinghong pursed her lips and burst into laughter, turned around and went out of the door