☆、Fanbian 61: Let me favor you (Qiao Yipian)
Qiao Yi noticed Song Libai's increasingly strange gaze and frowned. "What are you thinking about?"
Song Libai almost blurted out, "I want eight babies in one pregnancy."
Qiao Yi reached out and grabbed his tie, glaring at him fiercely. "Is this something I can say?"
Song Li licked his lips and said with a smile, "I was wrong, wife. Let's talk about it when we get home."
The ears of the worker driving in front turned slightly red; President Song really didn't treat him like an outsider.
Can we broadcast live what we say and do when we get home?
A friend of his wanted to see it.
"Wife." Song Libai poked her puffed-up cheek and hugged her even tighter with a smile.
He lowered his head, his forehead pressed against hers, and whispered almost in his breath, "Wife, I want to kiss you."
Upon hearing this, the worker quickly lowered the partition; however, he was perceptive.
Qiao Yi closed her eyes, tilted her head slightly, and brought her lips to his.
Instead of answering, take action.
He came on strong, forcefully kissing every inch of her sweetness. Qiao Yi let out a soft moan, but was met with an even fiercer kiss in return.
She could only lean against him, the heat gradually spreading throughout her body.
"Wife, open your mouth."
...
Before they knew it, the car had come to a smooth stop outside the villa, leaving only the two of them inside.
Fu Libai wiped the water droplets from the corner of her lips with his fingertip, a soft chuckle escaping from his chest, "Wife, haven't I improved again?"
Qiao Yi felt weak all over, leaning against his chest, listening to his heartbeat, and lightly punched his chest with her small fist, "Why are you getting more and more..."
Wow, that's impressive.
But she was not as good as before, and she was not convinced.
Song Libai lowered his head slightly, his masculine scent brushing against her cheek, and chuckled as he coaxed her, "Wife, are you very dissatisfied?"
Qiao Yi pouted her lips, which were slightly swollen from being kissed, and obediently nodded.
The man seized the opportunity to coax her, "How about my wife gets some more training?"
"How to train?"
Song Libai gently rubbed the corner of her lips, then lightly licked his own lips with his fingertip. "Wife, take the initiative next time."
Qiao Yi didn't react for a moment, and nodded blankly.
After a long pause, she punched him in the chest, yelling, "You took advantage of me again!!"
Song Libai held her small hand, looking completely innocent. "Wife, you've wronged me. I'm willing to let you take advantage of me."
"Hehehe, you're the one who got the short end of the stick."
"It's not a loss." He leaned in and kissed her lips again, loving it and enjoying it immensely.
"Then I really thank you."
Song Libai, always one to take advantage of kindness, kissed her lips, moving downwards, his deep voice rising, "Wife, how about we do something more exciting?"
“Right in the car.” He even emphasized each word deliberately.
Qiao Yi pressed down on his large hand, looked up at him, and said, "You're shameless."
"No, no."
Qiao Yi was speechless, helpless, and frustrated. She cupped his cheeks and gave him a loud "kiss." "Song Libai, shall we get out of the car first?"
"Really not going to play some exciting games in the car?" The man raised an eyebrow, his delicate features full of mockery.
"Song Libai, you're not human." Qiao Yi said with a look of resistance.
Song Libai grasped her hands and placed them above her head, thus completely binding her beneath him.
Their actions were intimate and ambiguous.
"Song Libai, there's someone outside the car." Her ears were a little red, and her voice was slightly hoarse.
Song Libai moved closer to her, his low, husky voice ringing in her ear, "Wife, people outside can't see inside."
Qiao felt her heart racing. People outside couldn't see inside, but people inside could see outside clearly.
This makes the whole process more exciting and thrilling.
It was like stealing a lover in full view of everyone.
Qiao looked at him expectantly, pleading, "Honey, can we go back to our room?"
Her tone unconsciously carried a hint of coquetry.
Song Libai stroked her waist, scooped her up, and said with a playful look in his eyes, "Wife, I just want to make a phone call to Mom and Dad. What are you thinking?"
Qiao's eyes widened slightly, as if incredulous.
A thrilling game, all it takes is making a phone call?
So he was just messing with her!
Qiao Yi gritted her teeth slightly, then smiled brightly, "Of course I'm wondering, on our wedding night, will you be kneeling on durians or a keyboard?"
"I'll kneel before you."
Qiao Yi raised an eyebrow, reached out and poked his cheek, looking provocative, "Fine, tonight Xiaobaizi will kneel under my bed and keep watch for me."
The man still held her slender waist in his hand, gently caressing it, his eyes growing increasingly dark. "Wife, kneel here."
He knelt on her waist.
Qiao Yi felt a little itchy from his large hand on her waist, so she glared at him and said, "Take your hand away."
The man tightened his grip, and she pressed herself completely against him. "Wife, this is my private property."
Qiao Yi raised her chin, looking arrogant, and poked his chest with her finger. "No, this is my private property."
Song Libai looked down, and a button on his shirt had fallen off at some point. Her white finger poked at his chest.
It's a little itchy, a little numb.
He licked his lips, took her small hand, and placed it on his Adam's apple. "Hmm, it's your private property, my wife."
"So when can my wife use your private property?" Her small hand had already touched his open collar, and she was vaguely thinking of continuing.
Qiao Yi lightly poked at it with her fingertip, and said in a seductive voice, "Now."
Song Libai's eyes lit up. "I'm ready anytime."
"Let's go back to the room." Qiao Yi tossed her hair, raised an eyebrow at him, and the implication was clear.
Both of them knew exactly what they were going to do.
Song Libai reached out and straightened her clothes, then pulled up his own clothes before pushing open the door and getting out.
Qiao Yi arrogantly placed her hand on his large hand. Although she was not as tall as him, she raised her chin and looked haughty. "Come on, let me pamper you."
The man looked at her with a doting smile.
"This young lady will make you unable to get out of bed." Her red lips opened and closed, exuding extreme allure and temptation.
The man suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms, leaning close to her ear, his voice low and deep, "Wife, let's have some appetizers first."
Before she could react, the man's kiss came fiercely, his movements becoming increasingly violent, almost as if he wanted to tear her whole body into his belly.
His movements slowed and became gentle, licking and tracing the shape of her lips, the actions both ambiguous and sensual.
Desire to the extreme.
Qiao felt like she was drowning in this ocean that Song Libai had carefully prepared for her, and she was willing and happy to do so.
And yet they never tire of it.
She reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, taking the initiative to respond to him, mimicking his actions, and made him close his eyes and enjoy it.
The sounds of light kisses rose and fell.
A sense of ambiguity.
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