Chapter 36 if line: Succubus Zhizhi (13)

Song Zhi dismounted Qin Yu, his legs trembling. His thick penis made a popping sound as it was pulled from his vagina. His vagina had been fucked until it was soft and dripping with juice, the color of an overripe fruit whose skin burst open with a poke. His vagina was swollen from being fucked, unable to contain the thick semen, leaving a large, reddened patch on his thigh. Reluctant to waste it, Song Zhi reached out to block it, but his fingers met the slippery vagina. It was so wet that they slipped in immediately, held tightly by the warm vagina.

Song Zhi's cheeks were burning with shame. When he looked up, he saw Qin Yu staring at him unconcealedly. His usually calm and cold eyes were now filled with lust. His ugly purple-black penis stood upright in his lower body, covered in mucus and glistening with water.

How can it still be hard after so much ejaculation? Song Zhi couldn't help wondering, but there was really no room left in his stomach. He kicked out randomly and kicked something hard and hot, and hastily retracted his foot. "It's your fault. My stomach hurts. I need to take a shower."

"...Okay." Qin Yu withdrew his gaze without saying anything more, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Song Zhile was happy to have someone to order him around. He lay face down on the bed, kicking up his legs and swinging them around.

Ah...did he forget something?

Song Zhi suddenly remembered what Qin Yu had said before: How many days are in a week?

Song Zhi supported his chin with his hand and thought. The tempting desire on his cheeks after a full meal became heavy. He pursed his lips. No wonder she was so nice to him now. It turned out that it was time for him to leave. Song Zhi counted on his fingers.

What a pity... No matter what he was thinking, no matter how good a human being was, he couldn't be completely trusted. He might be sold out one day without a trace. Song Zhi shook his head to get rid of his ridiculous thoughts.

But it’s time to leave, so it’s not bad to be nice to Qin Yu.

As a succubus, you should always be grateful and repay the kindness you receive.

Song Zhi got out of bed with his bare ass. His little cock was limp because he had ejaculated too much semen, and it was shaking when he walked.

He walked around to Qin Yu and looked up at him, his black eyes shining like crystal pearls. "Qin Yu, are you still hard? Let me help you. I'll give you a blowjob."

Her white and tender hand reached up through the fabric and felt a large bulge.

Qin Yu was facing the light and couldn't see the expression on his face. Song Zhi only saw that his eyebrows were raised, but he didn't answer.

Song Zhi didn't understand what he meant, but as long as he didn't refuse, it was fine. He pulled down his pants, and the thick penis popped out. The stem slapped against the palm of his hand, sticky and hot.

Song Zhi wrinkled his nose and sniffed it. It didn't smell bad. He stretched out his tongue and tentatively licked the glans. He raised his eyes to look at Qin Yu. He was leaning against the wall, with stern and cold eyebrows, his upper body naked, and tight and strong muscle lines on his waist and abdomen.

Song Zhi is not very good at oral sex. After all, he often slacks off, sometimes hungry and sometimes full, waiting for relief from other succubi. This time, he licked not for food but more for serving others.

He held the meat stick with both hands, and his pink little tongue swirled around the glans, licking the urethra until it was wet, and then opened his mouth wide to take the glans into his mouth. The black and ugly dick and the beautiful white face formed a strong contrast, especially Song Zhi's face always unconsciously showed an innocent and lustful look, as if he wanted someone to save him but also wanted to go to the endless hell with him.

Her beautiful and delicate eyes began to turn red because of the feeling of suffocation, and tears welled up in her eyes, like a lake shrouded in mist.

Song Zhi spat out the glans covered with saliva, and then used his tongue to lick the shaft of the penis, not leaving out every wrinkle and vein on it. He licked it bit by bit like a kitten drinking water, coating it with his saliva. Rather than feeling good, it actually made Qin Yu feel more uncomfortable. Veins popped out on his strong arms, and he inserted his fingers into Song Zhi's black hair and looked at the hair whorl on his head.

"Yours is too big." Song Zhi's cheeks were sore from licking, and he rubbed the soft flesh on his cheeks and complained, looking at Qin Yu with disgust, as if no one would want him except himself who was kind enough to take care of Qin Yu.

He stuffed most of the penis into his mouth, and the glans reached deep into his throat. His throat couldn't help but want to tighten, and a large amount of saliva was secreted in his mouth. Song Zhi didn't drop the two heavy scrotums next to him. He rubbed the scrotums with his soft fingertips. Feeling Qin Yu's heavy breathing, Song Zhi licked harder and harder, gradually speeding up the speed of swallowing and occasionally letting the glans hit his throat. Saliva overflowed from his mouth. Song Zhi spit it out and gasped, with sweat on his cheeks and a flush on his face, like a furry peach.

Unable to lick it with her mouth, she switched to stroking it with her hand, leaving a long string of saliva between the glans and the soft, red lips.

With tears in his eyes, Song Zhi raised his eyes to look at Qin Yu, sizing him up ingratiatingly. From Qin Yu's perspective, he could see his beautiful eyes, red and tender lips, slender and fragile neck, his kneeling thighs apart, and his white buttocks pressed against the overflowing aftermath.

"Hmm..." The thick semen spurted out instantly and splashed on the person's face. Song Zhi couldn't help closing his eyes. The semen flowed from his eyes to the bridge of his nose and mouth. Song Zhi's mouth was still open for breathing. Now he swallowed some of the semen and also had some on his tongue.

He was stunned for a few seconds, then pulled his shirt to wipe his face. It was covered with semen. "Okay, it's a pity it's all wasted. I was too full..." The loose hem of his clothes revealed a waist and a bulging belly. He noticed Qin Yu was looking at him and took Qin Yu's hand. "Do you want to touch it? But I seem to have gained weight recently, and my belly is a little fat."

Where is the fat...

Qin Yu quickly withdrew his hand and looked away. Song Zhi's belly was soft and had not been exercised much. When it was pressed against his body, it only made him feel soft and warm everywhere.

"Go to bed after washing up." Qin Yu rubbed his hair and said, quickly kissing Song Zhi's eyelids.

Song Zhi blinked, was this a token of gratitude? So he followed suit and kissed her. "No need to wash. I'll be clean soon. I'm going to sleep." He stood up and ran barefoot to the bed.

It's really up to you.

"This is this month's salary." The person in charge counted the money in advance and put it in a bag. Then he called out names one by one and asked people to come and take it. Qin Yu took it and put it in his clothes pocket.

He turned around and sat back on the original training ground to wipe his sword. The sharp sword reflected his eyebrows. Qin Yu thought and calculated that the remaining money after the purchase was enough for food this month. He didn't have any gifts or other hobbies.

He sheathed his sword and went to change his clothes to prepare to leave.

"I seem to be in a much better mood recently." Someone next to him said.

"What?" Qin Yu asked with a frown.

"You leave earlier than before, and often bring back small things. This is obviously not your style."

The room fell into silence. The man felt a little annoyed at his own talkativeness. Qin Yu had a quiet personality and must be a person who valued privacy very much.

But the next second, he saw Qin Yu, who was usually taciturn, smile, and the coldness between his eyebrows melted away. "Really? You seem to be in a much better mood recently."

Qin Yu bought the cat from another customer and paid a little more for it. The kitten was a little shy and would always hurt him with its claws and teeth when he held it in his arms. Qin Yu had no choice but to put it in a cage and take it back. The kitten's claws were not sharp yet and they rubbed against the iron bars.

While walking, Qin Yu couldn't help but want to beat Song Zhi for his stupid look when he saw the cat.

"Ah, why did you buy it? Didn't you not buy it for me? Liar!" She would loudly condemn him, while her beautiful eyes would turn and secretly look at the cat, "Oh, forget it, forget it. I'll forgive you reluctantly. Give me the cage quickly." Then she would mutter in his ear, "Do you know, I helped the boss again today..." She always made a small matter very, very serious, as if she couldn't live without him.

Phew… It’s so hard work. The world needs these insignificant little details from him to function properly. He is a succubus who makes great contributions.

But Song Zhi was not in the bakery. The boss said he left early today and was not at home. The house was empty and the door was still locked in the morning. Qin Yu put the iron cage on the ground and went to check the window. The window was also tightly closed. The bed was the same as it was in the morning, with messy sheets. Song Zhi didn't like to fold the quilt, so it was the same as it was when he got out of bed.

There is no kitchen or bathroom, and the house is so small. There are traces of Song Zhi left in every place, but he is not there now. The cat is afraid of strangers and is still scratching the iron cage with its claws. The scratching sound was originally very quiet, but now it becomes particularly harsh in the quiet and small house. The light from outside penetrates the glass, leaving only a faint circle of light inside the house.

"Meow……"

Qin Yu seemed to slowly remember that Song Zhi was hiding something in the cabinet in the morning, and he thought Song Zhi was hiding money.

He strode to the cabinet door and found that the clothes that were originally messy inside had been folded. They were all Song Zhi's. There was a bag on top, and Song Zhi's cloak was gone.

Qin Yu opened the bag, which was full of copper coins. They were what Song Zhi had saved from working these days. It seemed that he didn't take any with him.

There was also a ball of paper inside, with the words "I'm going home, see you again someday" written on it in crooked handwriting.