56 on the sofa
◎Shixi, please touch me◎
Everything around her began to fade away, and only those pure black eyes remained in her eyes. They were bottomless, but they held a fatal attraction.
They say things never happen more than three times. Since he has invited her so many times, she has no reason not to satisfy him.
Song Shixi no longer hesitated, and suddenly took another step forward, stepping directly on his leather shoes with her slippers. Ignoring the slightly surprised expression on Qin Yue's face, she grabbed his collar and pulled him towards her. Their breathing completely blended together.
His warm and somewhat rapid breath sprayed on her cheek, which made her feel a little itchy, as if a light feather was scratching her gently.
At the same time, the fragrance became stronger and stronger, tempting her to stretch out her hand tentatively and touch his strong waist and back. As soon as her hand touched his back, she could clearly feel the trembling of his body under her palm. This fully proved that Qin Yue was not as calm and composed as he seemed on the surface, and he certainly didn't expect that she would really do it.
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Song Shixi raised the corners of her lips, a smile flashed across her face, she lifted her eyelids to look into his eyes, and sure enough, she found some panic and blush in them.
"Nice figure."
Words of praise rang out, but her hands didn't stop moving, caressing down inch by inch, her fingertips landing on the perky buttocks without any hindrance. The feeling was better than she had imagined, and she couldn't help but pat it twice.
The ambiguous force doesn't feel like a caress, but more like flirting.
The next second, her hand was suddenly grabbed by him, and that handsome face moved closer to her inch by inch, his thin lips touched her lip beads, the vague touch was very annoying, but Song Shixi would not choose to mess with him at this point.
In order to avoid suspicion, the door was not closed just now. Qiuhong might pass by the door at any time and see the two of them hugging each other and doing something inappropriate for children. If they were caught, how awkward would it be for them to get along with each other in the future?
So she quickly leaned in and kissed him, then pushed him away.
"Okay, you let me touch it, and I did. Now it's time to get down to business." Song Shixi completely ignored Qin Yue who was standing stiffly in place. In a very good mood, she walked past him, opened the wardrobe door, and began to pick out clothes to take away.
Considering the hot weather in Shenzhen, she picked out two comfortable and cool skirts, and also took a set of pajamas and a nightgown.
After making her selection, Song Shixi threw all the clothes directly to Qin Yue, who was still standing there stupidly. Although he was still dazed, his body worked faster than his brain. He subconsciously reached out to take them and hugged all the light-colored dresses in his arms.
"Help me fold it."
She ordered him around with confidence.
If you have a boyfriend, you might as well not use him.
Qin Yue came back to his senses from his daze, lowered his eyes and chuckled. She seemed to be getting better and better at ordering him around. It was clearly a job of serving others, but he enjoyed doing it.
He responded softly, folded the skirts one by one, and then put them into the suitcase.
Seeing that he was doing a good job, Song Shixi looked away and was about to get his underwear when a light bulb went off in his head and he remembered something. He quickly closed the wardrobe towards himself like a thief, making sure that most of Qin Yue's field of vision was blocked, and then he began to search in a certain place.
After finding it, he carefully put it into his palm and threw it into the trash can in the room while Qin Yue was not paying attention. Only then did he continue to pack up the clean underwear with peace of mind.
After putting away the skincare products and cosmetics, that’s pretty much it.
"Qiuhong, we're leaving now. Be careful at home alone. If you have any problems, you can go to the landlord, Comrade Lin, next door to solve them."
Song Shixi gave a few careful instructions, said goodbye to Wu Qiuhong, and left with Qin Yue.
The two of them did not rush back to his house. They first found a restaurant to eat and solved the problem of food and clothing, and then slowly drove towards his house.
Apart from the Qin family, the residence Qin Yue lived in most often in Beijing was the apartment near his company. There were very few large flat-style houses like this in Beijing nowadays. After getting off the car, Song Shixi couldn't help but take a few more glances at them.
"This is Qin's project from the past two years." Qin Yue took out her suitcase from the trunk, and seeing that she was curious, he said something more.
Song Shixi glanced at the various cars parked nearby and couldn't help but smack his lips: "Only rich people can afford these, right?"
Qin Yue didn't answer, but the expression on his face said it all.
Seeing this, Song Shixi felt that he was asking unnecessary questions. The answer was right in front of him. How could the place he lived in be cheap?
The two took the elevator to the management office on the first floor to get the key, and then went upstairs. The design of one elevator per household made it difficult for them to meet anyone along the way.
After getting out of the elevator, there is a dark-colored corridor. Walk in and open the door to reach the entrance hall. Even though it is a little late, you can see that the lighting and view are very good. As soon as you enter the house, you can see the gorgeous orange sunset outside the large window.
The overall decoration is in cool colors, with clear division of labor in each area, and all using high-quality materials and furniture. Although it seems a bit old-fashioned to Song Shixi, it is undoubtedly at the forefront of fashion in this era.
Qin Yue lives in a similar mansion every day, no wonder he looked down on her small two-bedroom apartment at first.
"I'll go wash my slippers."
He only had men's slippers, and the two of them had just gone to the store and bought some daily necessities.
Song Shixi nodded and wandered around casually. Seeing that Qin Yue had not returned for a long time, she walked in the direction he had just left. When she arrived at the bathroom, she found him standing next to the sink, using a hair dryer to dry his slippers seriously.
She took two steps forward, put her arms around his waist from behind, and pressed her face against his back, rubbing against it like a kitten. "Comrade Qin, why are you so attentive?"
Qin Yue had already noticed her. When he saw her approaching, his eyes curved and he smiled, "It's uncomfortable to wear something wet."
Song Shixi blinked her eyelashes and said in a soft voice, "Then blow dry it and put it on for me."
"good."
Seeing that he agreed to all her requests as if he had no temper, Song Shixi felt extremely satisfied and tightened her grip on him happily.
She waited until he finished drying her hair and the harsh sound of the hair dryer stopped before she let go of her hand and took a step back. She watched him half-kneel down in front of her, holding her ankle with his still slightly damp fingertips, slowly taking off her high-heeled sandals and replacing them with comfortable beige slippers.
Song Shixi stretched out her hand to lean on the wall beside her. After everything was changed, she put her arms around his neck, pushed him against the wall, and offered her red lips, rubbing them against his lips, then stretched out her tongue to hook his.
The bathroom door was closed at some point, and the two people's rapid breathing intertwined in the enclosed space, weaving into a beautiful melody.
The sound of water between his lips and teeth became louder and louder. Song Shixi's hand slid down and landed on his chest. His palm roamed over it uncontrollably, trying to unbutton the button that was in the way. However, it was not easy to do with one hand. After hesitating for a long time, he was unable to unbutton it.
Qin Yue felt her movements, his Adam's apple rolled twice, and a few chuckles escaped his lips. He temporarily released her lips, pressed his nose against hers, and held her waist with his big hand, encouraging her: "Untie it slowly."
Whenever he spoke, his full and firm chest muscles would rise and fall, constantly fitting the curve of her palm, making people unable to stop.
Song Shixi felt her legs starting to go weak and her fingertips trembling a little, but she still followed his words and tentatively withdrew her hands from around his neck, making sure that her body was supported by him and would not slide down. Then she pursed her red lips and unbuttoned her clothes one by one.
Although she had seen Qin Yue's good figure many times, this was the first time she took off his clothes.
This process of slowly decrypting the information was more exciting than seeing it all at once. Song Shixi held his breath and felt his heart was about to explode, as if it was going to burst through his chest and beat wildly.
Qin Yue is a typical example of someone who looks thin when dressed but has muscles when undressed. His inverted triangle figure is sexy, particularly masculine, and very attractive, making him irresistible.
Song Shixi reached out her hand to caress her. As soon as she touched her, she felt the breathing above her head become heavier. She raised her head and met a pair of red eyes, as if there was a flame burning in the eyes. The hand that was around her waist was constantly rubbing up and down, and then the fingertips slid down, imitating her actions not long ago, and patted the plump buttocks twice.
Song Shixi shuddered all over and bit his chin unhappily, "Stingy guy."
If you take the opportunity to "retaliate", what else can you be but a stingy person?
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt his hands rubbing against hers, and then he picked her up and placed her on the sink not far behind him. He deliberately avoided the wet side, but his wet and hot kiss came faster than the dry and cold sink.
The tip of his tongue pried open her teeth, drawing a rough shape inside her mouth, and entwined with her boldly and aggressively, causing the remaining rationality in her mind to collapse. A tingling sensation ran up her spine to the back of her neck, and her whole body became tense and refreshed.
A heat rose from the lower abdomen and quickly spread throughout the body.
Song Shixi wrapped her legs around his waist, restraining him and preventing him from taking a single step back.
He didn't bear it anymore, rested his chin on her neck and gasped for mercy, and then reluctantly ended the passionate kiss.
She was kind enough to walk out of the bathroom on her own initiative and considerately close the door. With her back pressed against the door, she could faintly hear the muffled sounds coming from inside.
A blush crept up her ears, and she didn't dare to listen any further, so she strode away.
Qin Yue just took her suitcase directly to a bedroom. Song Shixi walked over and could tell at a glance that this was the master bedroom of the house. There was a separate bathroom and a dressing room at the entrance. Further in was a large bed covered with a dark grey four-piece suit, which was neat and clean without even a wrinkle.
The only thing that doesn't match the whole room is the cream-colored suitcase placed next to the bed.
After taking a look, Song Shixi walked straight over, took out toiletries and pajamas, and went into the bathroom next door. She had been wearing makeup all day, and there was still a faint smell of shabu-shabu hot pot on her body and hair. If she didn't wash herself clean, she would really go crazy.
Warm water splashed on his body and flowed down his hair. Song Shixi slowly closed his eyes and couldn't help but wonder what Qin Yue was doing in another bathroom not far away.
In fact, it is not difficult to guess. After all, before she came out, to exaggerate a little, his pants were about to burst. If he didn't deal with it, he would have problems, right?
Song Shixi blinked and couldn't help feeling sorry again.
Today was such a good opportunity, maybe she would have already eaten it by now.
Feeling something strange in her body, the blush on the tip of her ear gradually spread to all parts of her body. She hesitated for a while, and for the first time, it was not for the purpose of cleaning. She slowly touched it and rubbed it carefully twice around the outside.
But after seeing the blood on her fingertips, she felt disappointed and furious for a long time. Finally, she faced the reality and began to wash up in a irritable manner.
When she came out of the bathroom in her pajamas, Qin Yue was still nowhere to be seen. She walked towards that direction while wiping her wet hair with a towel, and heard the sound of gurgling water.
She guessed that he was taking a shower after finishing his work, so Song Shixi did not disturb him. She went to the living room and turned on the TV. Who would have thought that as soon as he turned it on, the first thing he saw was his own photo. She almost thought she had seen it wrong. After the various photos on the TV finished scrolling, the slogan of the Red Sun Garment Factory appeared. Only then did she realize that the factory had actually reached the stage of running TV commercials.
It seems that the revenue brought by magazines and newspapers is very substantial, otherwise they would not spend a lot of money to appear on TV.
The ad was only a dozen seconds long and soon it jumped to the next segment. Song Shixi didn't want to watch anything in particular, and of course there weren't many choices in that era. After switching through several channels, she finally settled on Journey to the West.
A classic is a classic, and you never get tired of watching it no matter how many times you watch it. Song Shixi was curled up on the sofa, watching it with great interest. She didn't even notice when Qin Yue appeared behind her. It was only when someone put their arms around her shoulders from behind that she came back to her senses. She tilted her head, cupped his face, and asked, "Are you done?"
This question was indeed a bit ambiguous. Qin Yue's eyes flashed with a rare sense of discomfort. He responded vaguely, then noticed that her hair was damp and took the initiative to say, "Can I help you blow dry your hair?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his mind suddenly recalled a dream he had had before. A similar scene came true. His eyes couldn't help but flash, and even his breathing, which had just calmed down not long ago, seemed to be rekindled.
Song Shixi's attention was mostly focused on the TV, and she didn't notice Qin Yue's abnormality at all. She smiled and nodded when she heard the words: "Okay, then you help me blow it."
Qin Yue stood up again and went to the bathroom to get a hair dryer. When he came back, Song Shixi had already made room for him.
It was at this time that he noticed how short her nightgown was, completely exposing her long legs, which were straight, slender, white and slender, with skin as white as ice and bones. Her toes, which were lightly resting on her slippers, were slightly pink, making it impossible to look away.
Qin Yue felt that he was really asking for trouble. His deep eyes were filled with a surge of lust.
"What are you standing there for? Come over here and sit down. Have you seen this? It's really nice!"
Song Shixi diverted a little attention from the TV, waved at Qin Yue, and then patted the sofa beside him twice. Her eyes were full of water, and the ripples of light seemed to be inviting.
Qin Yue forced himself to look towards the TV, then nodded, "I've watched a little bit."
"Then watch it with me." Song Shixi waited for him to sit over, then moved her body towards him, looking like she wanted to stick with him all the time.
Realizing this, Qin Yue curled his lips slightly, but when his eyes fell on her open neckline, he suddenly fell silent, and a faint blush appeared at the corners of his eyes.
Which manufacturer designed this nightgown? Why is it so short everywhere? It doesn't cover the top or the bottom.
The peach pink pajamas with some lace edges made her skin glow white when she wore them. Her long black hair was half-dried and draped around her waist, wetting the fabric on the back to make it fit closer to her body and outline her perfect curves.
Her breasts were plump, her waist was slender, and her graceful figure was leaning against him defenselessly.
I'm going crazy.
Qin Yue looked away and pushed Wen Xiangruanyu away a little on the pretext of plugging in the hair dryer. Then he half closed his eyes and blew her hair with clumsy movements.
"hot!"
Hearing her delicate complaints, Qin Yue immediately came back to his senses, then slowed down his movements, and after testing the temperature and duration himself, he began to blow her slowly.
His inky long hair began to become fluffy little by little. He used his fingertips to comb her hair. In the process, he inevitably touched her back. It was smooth and soft to the touch, which made him unable to let go. He couldn't control himself and touched it a few more times.
“It’s itchy.”
Song Shixi had noticed Qin Yue's little movements a long time ago. At first, she thought he was careless, but after it happened many times, she gradually realized that something was wrong. He was clearly doing it on purpose.
Come tease her again!
She turned her head, and the wind from the hair dryer blew up the hair in front of her forehead, making it fly everywhere. She subconsciously squinted her eyes and urged him to turn off the hair dryer quickly.
The only sound in my ears was the conversation between the characters on TV.
The sunset outside the window had disappeared long ago, replaced by the endless night sky. The lights in the living room were not on, and the whole place was lit by the light from the TV and the bathroom. The facial contours of both people were cast into shadows.
Song Shixi's pretty face turned a little red due to the hot air from the hair dryer. She felt hot, so she reached out and gathered all her hair behind her back. In this way, her slender neck was exposed, and the somewhat loose neckline also slid down a bit, revealing the fullness of her delicate collarbone.
The grooves are hidden in the peach pink fabric, tempting people to explore inside.
Those charming and affectionate fox eyes stared at him straight, as if seeing through everything, with infinite love in her watery pupils. Even without makeup, her face was still beautiful and fresh.
Her thick black eyelashes drooped as she looked at the place that had already been undone. Her eyebrows raised slightly, as if she was a little bit unbelievable, and she did not speak for a long time.
Qin Yue inexplicably felt a little embarrassed, for his uncontrollable physiological reaction, and also for his shameful desire to pounce on her anytime and anywhere.
"Elder Qin."
Her voice was sweet, soft and delicate, with a long tail tone, light and cunning.
Hearing this name, Qin Yue's eyes turned red and his Adam's apple rolled. He didn't know when his hands that were supporting himself on the sofa had been clenched into fists.
"Do you want to eat me?"
As soon as she finished speaking, her body was pushed down on the sofa. His tall body leaned over her, and her collar was completely pulled down. The cuffs slid down to her elbows. He buried his head in her and licked the small mole on her soft skin.
He had noticed this as early as when he was playing with it during the day. It was a completely different experience when it changed from the fingertips to the tip of the tongue.
Song Shixi didn't expect Qin Yue to be so fierce. He bit her directly, causing her some pain. She grabbed his slightly hardened short hair with her hand and warned him, "Be gentle."
"Okay." Qin Yue had something in his mouth, and his words were a little unclear. Song Shixi's face turned hot, and her eyes gradually became vague. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and her toes couldn't help curling up.
She bit her lower lip with her teeth, subconsciously suppressing the gasp that escaped from her throat.
But unexpectedly, he coaxed her to be louder, and as he spoke, he increased the strength of his sucking.
Now she couldn't help but moan without him coaxing her.
Qin Yue was tall and strong. Although he supported himself with his hands on both sides, he still felt a little uncomfortable after a long time. She asked him to stand up, then sat astride him and hooked the belt of his bathrobe with her fingertips.
There is only a piece of light gray cloth inside, which has a strong presence and is hard to miss.
"Shixi, please touch him."
Qin Yue leaned close to her ear and gnawed at her earlobe with his teeth, occasionally, which was extremely torturous. Song Shixi felt that he was really energetic and full of vigor.
He just solved it himself not long ago, but he is still so energetic now.
Thinking about how hard he had licked just now, Song Shixi hesitated for only two seconds, then reached out and touched it carefully. His low, hoarse and extremely pleasant breathing immediately rang in her ears, which was simply the best stimulant for women.
Song Shixi stroked up and down, then tentatively stroked the mermaid line and reached inside. The panting sound became louder and louder, almost penetrating her eardrums and into her heart.
She swallowed and just as she held it, she felt it throbbing, burning hot, and she couldn't control it with one hand.
Qin Yue, the shameless man, held her and stood up slightly. The gray underwear faded to the crook of his legs, and their bodies were pressed tightly together. He held her hand and taught her what to do in an encouraging way.
His lips were then kissed, and his tongue drilled in fiercely, snatching the air from her mouth, savagely and domineeringly.
Song Shixi heard him calling her name non-stop, and he was in a state she had never seen him in before.
She couldn't help but wonder, if they were really together, what would he be like? Would he be even more charming and sexy than he is now?
The long hair was tangled between the two of them, sticking to their skin and feeling a little itchy. Song Shixi's voice seemed to be crushed in his throat, hoarse, with a moving lingering sound.
He played with a pair of long legs in his hands. They were slender and slightly fleshy, making him reluctant to let go. His rough fingertips left red marks on them. His slender fingertips slowly slid across her calves and then went up, constantly challenging her endurance.
When she returned to the sofa, Song Shixi's hands were numb and she didn't want to continue relying on him. She withdrew her hands, wiped her wet palms on his abdominal muscles, and let him do it himself.
It would be fine if she had never tasted it, but how could someone who had just tasted different pleasures be willing to continue dryly? I hugged her and gently told her to rest before continuing.
"My nightgown is dirty." She pouted and complained impatiently. Her voice was so charming and lovely that Qin Yue's heart almost melted.
“Buy new ones, as many as you want.”
Qin Yue's warm breath lingered next to her ear, making Song Shixi so itchy that she couldn't help but give him a coquettish look. In the end, she couldn't stand his plaster-like irritation and finally gave in.
The TV next to them finished one episode and started commercials, or even the next episode, but theirs hadn't finished yet. The sofa was wet and covered with white spots.
【Author’s words】
[Xibao: Who is the fairy after all? [Transformed]]
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