Chapter 118: Counterattack Warning! Can even the tongue become a letter?! ...

Win a head.

This time when she was writing, Qianqian was kissing her. The area behind her ear was her most sensitive spot, and she almost shrank back when she was kissed.

Double stimulation from top to bottom.

She just felt that her life was over.

Qianqian was still laughing. "Song Keling, what's that word?"

Song Keling was silent for a while, then gave in and asked, "Are we going to the bathroom tonight? Isn't that a little too late? Or tomorrow?"

"Not today." Qianqian chuckled and reached inside Song Keling's pajamas. "But you have to let me play with you, Song Keling."

Song Keling's ears were red in the dark. "Baby, I'm not kidding you."

"You can say things like that at home." Qianqian said softly to Song Keling, "I'm playing with your breasts, but you keep pulling at me there. I can't bear it. I'll kiss you there later."

Song Keling sighed softly and raised her slender neck, having completely given up struggling. "Come on, stop talking and act."

Start early and finish early.

It's just one night, just opening and closing your eyes.

Qianqian rarely had such an opportunity, so how could she let it go so hastily? She coiled herself around Song Keling, half human, half snake, and said, "Don't be a jerk. You're mine tonight. I know you're shy, Song Keling."

Song Keling thought to herself, I'm still thick-skinned.

"So I didn't turn on the light, or did you want me to?"

"No, no, no!" Song Keling admitted repeatedly: "I'm thin-skinned, Qianqian, I'm thin-skinned..."

Qianqian burst out laughing and kissed Song Keling on the lips repeatedly, "Song Keling, you are so cute."

Song Keling didn't know how to feel when someone praised her cuteness as being adorable herself. She was just a lamb to be slaughtered, waiting to be eaten.

What mood do you want...

Song Keling was in a heroic mood, ready to die. She was rubbed by the fingers again. She groaned softly, her tone a little unstable, "Qianqian, what are you doing?"

"Hmm, the tip is a little small. Let me pinch it to make sure."

Song Keling: “…” Help.

"Okay, your Majesty, come and love my dear girlfriend!" Qianqian sat up excitedly in the darkness. Her snake tail had disappeared and turned into legs. She leaned on Song Keling's waist and lifted the hem of her pajamas.

Song Keling raised one arm, her ears and neck already red in the darkness, but she still said, "My lord, please be more compassionate... your girlfriend is having a virgin relationship."

"Yes, yes." Qianqian secretly added in her heart that if there is a first time, there will be a second time!

Her hands are delicate and her kisses are like treasures.

Song Keling's originally resigned mood gradually changed after Qianqian stopped her verbal antics. For some reason, she felt that the two wall lamps in the room were turned off.

She couldn't see anything.

Can only feel.

Feeling the soft, wet and hot tongue licking her gently, she couldn't help but breathe heavier and tilted her neck back. Did she do this when she kissed Qianqian?

Her mood was lovely and violated.

I just want to leave my own mark on my lovely girlfriend. Of course, she will also please Qianqian. The best proof is that Qianqian is so excited that she cries. She will call her name breathlessly and say no, and then she will say frankly that she is very happy.

Of course, what is said in bed cannot be taken seriously.

Qianqian is a good actress and I fooled her several times.

so……

That's right, Song Keling suddenly regained her rationality at the moment of passion. It is said that girls know best where their sensitive points are and where kissing and caressing are most pleasurable.

It's not that she hasn't read the information.

I have read and studied literature and videos, but I don't have much practical experience, so I don't feel confident.

She often doesn’t know whether the feedback Qianqian gives is true or not.

But now I know.

How Qianqian treats her is how she wants me to treat her.

Song Keling's studious nature was stirring. She paid attention to Qianqian's technique of twisting her vagina, the degree of kneading with her fingers, the extent of her lips as they moved downwards, and the strength of her kiss.

etc.

Song Keling's breath was caught, and she thought, what's wrong?

Just as she was about to stop him, she touched his soft, fluffy, silky hair. Her fingertips passed through the hair and she moaned softly, "Qian, Qianqian..."

I'm sweating.

Song Keling felt a little out of control, and when she discovered something, her mind went blank.

It turns out that Qianqian can turn back into a snake with more than just her tail.

Can even the tongue become a letter?!

How to learn this!!

When she felt her most sensitive part being circled by the thin tongue, Song Keling finally couldn't bear it anymore. She bit one hand and breathed rapidly.

But in the darkness, she was the only one confused.

Going crazy.

How can it feel like this!

Did Qianqian feel the same way when he loved her? Or was it completely different, and in that sense, was she an incompetent girlfriend?

Song Keling couldn't maintain her rationality for too long. After the strings in her brain snapped, her breathing became increasingly disordered. "Don't, don't come in..."

Qianqian couldn't hear Song Keling's vague words. She felt that she had done a perfect job because Song Keling's reaction was very enthusiastic.

She raised her hand to wipe the moisture from her lips, and uttered long words in the darkness, feeling very proud.

Keep going!

"Hmm..." Song Keling wanted to turn over and tighten her legs, but all the reactions were so unfamiliar and made her feel helpless. She called Qianqian, but her hands could only grab her soft hair.

She didn't like feeling out of control.

No.

It’s not that I don’t like this feeling, but I don’t like not being able to hug Qianqian when I have this feeling.

She wanted her family, she wanted to kiss, she wanted to hug her girlfriend and cuddle with her over and over again.

Instead of just lying there.

"Well, uh..." Song Keling's voice became increasingly tense.

The sticky sound of water in the darkness gradually became faster. Qianqian put away her tongue and used her fingers instead. After a tentative attempt, she felt Song Keling's whole body tense up, almost wrapping her up.

"Song Keling." Qianqian called out with a little doubt.

Song Keling was silent for a long time, then she cried out in a low voice: "Qianqian..."

Qianqian is a little snake that is very sensitive to emotions. When she realized that something was wrong with Song Keling, she immediately went to hug her and said, "I'm here, I'm here, Song Keling."

Song Keling hugged her tightly, turned over and pressed her down, kissing her randomly for a while.

After a moment, Qianqian felt Song Keling clamping one of her legs or knees.

Hmm…

In the darkness, she gently blinked her eyes which had turned back into scarlet pupils, and then she felt a wetness, while the person on her body did not say a word.

He just buried his head in her neck, not knowing whether he was whimpering or sobbing.

Qianqian raised her hand and gently patted her back, "Oh oh oh, Song Keling, don't cry, don't feel wronged, it's already done, are you unhappy? I see you are..."

The mouth was blocked and kissed again.

Qianqian didn't finish her words, feeling very suffocated. She was about to speak as soon as the intensive kissing showed signs of ending, but she would be kissed back the next moment.

In the dark.

Her lips were already red and swollen from being kissed, and after Song Keling tossed her around and touched her here and there, she felt so comfortable that her eyes were misty, and she thought she was shy.

Song Keling is a person with a very high sense of morality and a strong sense of shame.

If you turn on the light and take a look.

The fair and tender Song Keling must be so embarrassed that she would turn into a dragon fruit.

Hehe, so cute...

In the second half of the night, both of them fell asleep due to exhaustion.

Qianqian wanted to turn over in her sleep, but she felt like she was being held by something and couldn't move. The person buried in her chest rubbed her gently, seeming a little dissatisfied but also very satisfied.

In such a contradiction, Qianqian raised her hand and touched her in her sleep.

It's Song Keling...

She thought drowsily, no wonder she dreamed of giving birth to a baby and the baby was breastfeeding.

The next day, dawn.

Song Keling got up early, took a shower, and then sat on the sofa to reflect on life.

At eight o'clock, she got up and went into the bedroom to take a look at Qianqian.

Qianqian was still sleeping, her pajamas fluttering, revealing her slim waist.

She stared at her like a pervert for a while, then gently kissed Qianqian on her slender waist and helped her pull up her hem to prevent her from catching a cold.

Take one more look at the sleeping cutie, kiss her, and then go out to continue reflecting on life.

At half past eight, I went into the bedroom again to take a look. She was still not awake, so I kissed her on the lips and left.

At nine o'clock, go into the bedroom, kiss and leave.

At ten o'clock, go into the bedroom, kiss and leave.

No, she didn't go out. When she entered the bedroom at ten o'clock and was about to leave after kissing, someone hugged her neck, and the sleeping beauty slowly opened her beautiful blurry eyes in front of her. Her unfocused almond-shaped eyes were filled with a layer of watery light, and when they were focused, they were so bright that they were captivating, filled with joy, happiness and satisfaction.

"Song Keling!"

These three words made Song Keling feel relieved after having been worried for the whole morning.

Song Keling couldn't describe her mood. She couldn't find any adjectives. She was just being held by Qianqian, their foreheads almost touching, and the distance between them was very close.

She didn't want to step back or take Qianqian's hand away at all.

Although it is a little tiring to maintain this posture.

Song Keling looked at her and asked softly, "Have you finally gotten enough sleep?"

Qianqian looked at her, perhaps still not fully conscious, and her tone became hazy as she said, "Song Keling, you've become so gentle."

"Wasn't I gentle before?"

"Not last night." Qianqian said as she remembered something and let go of Song Keling's neck.

Song Keling sat up straight, but the next second she saw Qianqian lift up the hem of her pajamas and point at the red spot that was still a little painful. "You're sucking it so hard that it's almost melting!"

Song Keling: “…”

Song Keling's ears, neck, and face turned red. She hurriedly helped her pull down her clothes, her fingertips trembling a little. "Little Ancestor, I beg you to stop talking nonsense."

Qianqian clearly remembered the rules Song Keling had mentioned at the Xuetai Hotel. She said confidently and without any shyness, "We can talk about private matters at home!"

Even though we've been together for so long.

Song Keling also couldn't adapt to Qianqian's straightforward way of expression. As expected, in human society, subtlety is not only a virtue, but also a moral character.

An excellent quality that does not make people embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, I'll apply some medicine on you later." Song Keling just saw that it seemed to be a little swollen.

Qianqian shook her head, "How can you eat it after applying the medicine?"

Song Keling almost choked on her own saliva. She didn't dare to leave the topic here any longer and stood up. "The sun is shining on your butt. Aren't you hungry? Hurry up and get up and have breakfast."

While having breakfast, Qianqian asked Song Keling if she had any thoughts about last night's experience.

It was rare for Qianqian to be so reserved. Song Keling simply said, "It was very unfamiliar. It felt good, but I probably won't come again."

Qianqian was devastated, as if she had lost her parents, "Why did this happen?"

Song Keling asked back: "Did you feel comfortable last night?"

Qianqian nodded vigorously.

"Is it more comfortable in the first half of the night or the second half?"

Qianqian thought about it and said seriously that she was very happy in the first half of the night and very comfortable in the second half.

Qianqian looked at Song Keling, her expression and tone filled with wonder as she said, "Song Keling, you know what? Every time I make a move and your body reacts, that feeling is truly, wow~~" Her emotions were at their peak, but she hesitated and said timidly, "I can't describe it."

Song Keling laughed and was not so shy at this time.

They feel the same way.

"Very satisfying, isn't it?"

"Satisfied? Yes, yes, yes!" Qianqian nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice, her eyes shining. But looking at Song Keling, she said directly, "That feeling really feels a bit like I'm playing with you. You're my toy, and you have to do whatever I want. If I kiss you harder, you'll hum. If I get deeper, you'll moan and squeeze me."

Song Keling shouted: "Stop!!"

Qianqian was describing her story excitedly, but was interrupted. She blinked innocently and looked at her.

Song Keling took a deep breath and looked at her. Her expression didn't seem to have changed from usual. She still smiled very gently. "Qianqian, let's eat. Let's not talk about this anymore."

Although Qianqian didn't understand, she still said "oh" obediently.

She peeled a boiled egg and ate it, picking out the yolk. After a moment, she seemed unwilling to give up and asked, "Is it really impossible in the future, Song Keling?"

Song Keling looked at her with a gentle smile.

Qianqian pouted, "I think I can do better. There must have been something wrong last night."

Song Keling was afraid that her little brain was different from that of an ordinary person, and that she was not human to begin with, so she set strict rules and prohibited her from doing anything else. She said, "You are not allowed to do anything messy, such as asking others, asking others to try, or asking others for advice."

Qianqian muttered, "I'm not that stupid."

Perhaps seeing that Song Keling had something to say, Qianqian spoke first, "I know this kind of thing can only be done by married people. I'm not marrying anyone else, dating anyone else, or having babies for anyone else, so I'll only do it with you."

Song Keling nodded and gave her a thumbs up encouragingly.

Seeing this, Qianqian thought for a moment and said, "Then you draw and I guess, are we still going to play?"

Song Keling said: "I don't need to play snake tail with you."

Qianqian huffed, "You're asking me to cut off my own arm!"

Song Keling curled her lips and smiled, "It's obviously you who exploited the loopholes and broke the rules of the game. You didn't follow the rules."

"You didn't tell me there are any rules for the game." Qianqian was not very convinced. Seeing that Song Keling was an iron wall, it seemed that there was no room for negotiation, and she still felt a little unwilling.

She felt that if she were given another chance, she would definitely make Song Keling □□!

Just like she felt!

Qianqian cracked the egg whites and thought of another place to find fault. She glared at Song Keling, "Speaking of which, Song Keling, where's my big kitchen? When will it be finished?"

The kitchen has been dismantled for a long time, and I haven't seen her rearrange it yet.

"This isn't our home." Song Keling wasn't about to be harassed. She was perfectly prepared for the situation and calmly replied, "This is the house my eldest brother bought. It's a waste of money to decorate it for him. When we buy our own house, we'll pick a better one for you."

As long as humans speak in an ambiguous and unclear manner, there will be no way to find fault with them.

Look at this sentence, it seems to be full of promises, but is it really said to Qianqian's kitchen? No, not a single word is said explicitly.

Unfortunately, Qianqian lacked social experience and was easily fooled again.

She bit into the boiled egg and agreed very much. She thought that although Song Keling said that Brother Song would not break them up for the time being, she still didn't have much good feelings towards that brother.

Therefore, you must never spend money recklessly on that big brother!

Song Keling's money was hard-earned, and she hasn't even started making any money yet!

Save wherever you can.

She wanted to be a good wife to Song Keling who was thrifty and managed the household well.

Frugality starts with small things.

Song Keling soon discovered that Qianqian didn't even order milk tea, but instead bought fruit juice syrup, lemons, and a set of beating tools.

It’s still a little hot when I get home from school in the afternoon.

Song Keling saw Qianqian take out this set of things, hammering it bang bang bang, and then adding sugar, water and ice.

"Ding ding ding, lemonade with a handmade stick!" Qianqian brought a glass of iced lemonade to Song Keling and smiled sweetly, "My girlfriend, please enjoy it."

"How about you? Another drink?"

"Nonono." Qianqian added syrup and water to the lemon in the stick cup and poured it out. "I'll just drink this."

Song Keling: "... Is our family going bankrupt?"

She would clearly transfer money or send red envelopes via WeChat every now and then, as Qianqian had no source of income and was worried that she would have no money when she wanted to buy something.

Sometimes when I get emotional, I send messages three or four times a day, saying, "You love me, I love you."

A bit corny.

But I enjoy it.

"Noono." Qianqian shook her head again and said, "I don't know how to make money yet, so I have to be frugal. You haven't made money yet either, so you're using all the family's money and have to depend on Brother Song's mood. We must be frugal, and the money is saved."

"Who says I don't make money?" Song Keling said, "I sold patents in high school, and I also earned money from participating in laboratory drug research projects."

Qianqian blinked.

Song Keling told her, "I've been earning my own money since I left home, so you don't have to save money for me. It's not Big Brother who's supporting us. If Big Brother wants me to spend his money, he has to look up to me."

Qianqian's eyes widened slightly, and she exclaimed in amazement: "Wow... Song Keling, you are so amazing."

"Okay, okay." Song Keling slowly took a sip of the ice lemonade made by her dear girlfriend. It tasted okay, but she put it down and looked at Qianqian, "So..." Let's go out and pick some milk tea.

Qianqian snapped her fingers, her eyebrows dancing with joy, "I understand!!"

She poured out the glass of double-lemonade in her hand, cut a new lemon, put it in and pounded it, then made a glass of fresh lemonade.

Qianqian proudly raised her glass to celebrate: "No need to be frugal, no need to save! Song Keling, let's drink~!"

Song Ge didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he could only pick up his glass and clink it with hers, "Okay, cheers."

Because the family bought too many lemons, Song Keling was forced to follow Qianqian in drinking "beaten lemons" for half a month. Qianqian herself was a little overwhelmed after drinking so much.

Song Keling thought of an idea and packed the lemons and gave them to her second brother.

Song Wuyu was confused as she looked at the bag of lemons. Giving this as a gift now was too much...

Song Keling said, "It's a little gift from Qianqian."

Song Wuyu's eyes lit up. A gift from his sister-in-law. He opened the bag and saw these lemons were amazing! They were so... tiny. They must have been carefully selected. The more delicate the better. His sister-in-law must have put so much effort into it.

Song Wuyu then gave Qianqian a big red envelope and asked her to buy any gift she liked, saying it was a return gift from Lemon.

Qianqian looked at the six-digit number and turned to look at Song Keling, "Where did Second Brother get the money?"

Song Keling said: "Don't worry about futures, he has plenty of money."

Qianqian didn’t quite understand, but she understood the last sentence, and then said, “Second brother likes lemons so much, so I’ll buy some for him later!”

Song Wuyu took a bite of the lemon and it was so sour that he shivered and wrinkled himself into a ball.

He trembled for a long time, then picked up the bitten lemon, put it next to his face with a smile, took a selfie, and sent it to his elder brother.

[Brother, Qianqian specially asked Xiaoling to send this gift, it’s super sweet! ]

When Song Huaijin saw this message, he was in a meeting. The meeting was already coming to an end. He felt bored and did not reply to the message, but turned his phone over.

What is a gift and what is not a gift.

If it’s a gift, since the second brother has it, how can the eldest brother be left out?

When he returned to the office, his desk was empty. He asked his assistant if his sister had been there today. He was told no, so he asked if the front desk had anything of his. The assistant still said no.

Song Huaijin took out his cell phone to send a message to his sister, but then he thought that the two university towns were close together, while the company was far away, so he decided to wait a little longer.

When he was getting off work in the evening, he deliberately passed by the front desk. The other party politely greeted him as "Hello, Mr. Song" and had nothing else to say. Finally, he took out his cell phone.

Not a message to my sister.

I transferred money to Qianqian and sent her a red envelope.

Brush your existence.

The Song family still has his eldest brother, don’t forget.