Chapter 232: Warm and Soft Jade in My Arms
It was only 4:30 in the morning and the sky outside was still dark, a sign of the coming day.
Song Yiyuan knocked on the door and waited at the door.
Half a minute later, the door opened.
Lin Qingqing was wearing a white tattered cotton nightgown, revealing a large area of fair skin at her collarbone. Her long, straight black hair was scattered messily on her shoulders, covering most of her neck, making it faintly visible. She looked very erotic.
Song Yiyuan, who was standing at the door, breathed harder when he saw Lin Qingqing.
His eyes were red and full of passion, and he felt like he was about to lose control.
Lin Qingqing looked at Song Yiyuan, who was leaning against the doorway with sleepy eyes. She frowned. Her voice was soft and tender as she had just woken up. She opened and closed her pink lips gently: "What's wrong?"
Fortunately, she had slept enough in the space before coming out, otherwise she would have slapped Song Yiyuan twice in the face for getting up so early in the morning.
In order to get up early and go back to the base, she cannot sleep in. Now she sleeps in the space every day until she is full and then comes out to continue sleeping.
Song Yiyuan heard Lin Qingqing's soft and tender voice and her dazed look, which was in stark contrast to her usual cold and aloof attitude.
There was a loud bang in my head, and I could no longer control it.
He took a step into the door.
He put his left arm around Lin Qingqing's shoulders, and his left arm around Lin Qingqing's slender waist, holding her firmly in his arms.
Lin Qingqing was wearing only a little bit of clothing under her nightgown, and Song Yiyuan was also naked. He could clearly feel the soft and delicate skin on Lin Qingqing's chest.
With the sweet and soft beauty in his arms, the last bit of rationality was gone.
He kicked the door shut behind him...the room became even darker.
He stretched out his arms and lifted Lin Qingqing up.
Lin Qingqing was suddenly suspended in the air and was picked up by Song Yiyuan. He rushed to the bed in one step, and the two of them landed on the bed overlapping.
This happened in a flash.
Lin Qingqing felt the scorching heat all over Song Yiyuan's body, and his arms around her waist were tight and strong, holding her like iron. She felt like her waist was about to break.
The room is extremely dim, which infinitely amplifies people's senses.
The hot air from Song Yiyuan's breath hit her neck and ears...
The scent of Song Yiyuan could be smelled in his nostrils.
Heavy breathing sounds filled every corner of the room.
It took away most of Lin Qingqing's consciousness.
She was distracted for a moment and guessed what Song Yiyuan was going to do.
Lin Qingqing suddenly woke up from her sleepiness.
When Song Yiyuan's Greek sculpture-like face was about to fall towards him, she raised her index finger and pressed it on Song Yiyuan's painful point, pressing it three times in a row.
Song Yiyuan suddenly regained consciousness.
He opened his eyes full of love and looked at the beautiful face with anger under him.
Lin Qingqing pushed him away, stood up and straightened her wrinkled nightgown.
Then he sat down again, pinched Song Yiyuan's wrist, who was still lying down, and took his pulse.
Did you take some powerful medicine?
The pulse is beating so fast and so strong.
Song Yiyuan watched Lin Qingqing's series of movements, panting, and glanced at her lips, neck, and collarbone.
"Haven't you seen enough?" Lin Qingqing said coldly.
She had never expected that this ancient recipe for treating kidney deficiency could have such an effect just by adding two aphrodisiacs.
She could only blame Song Yiyuan for being too strong, but she couldn't blame herself.
Song Yiyuan's face turned red. He couldn't control himself just now and did such a thing.
"Pah~"
Lin Qingqing turned on the light.
Song Yiyuan's blushing face and bare upper body were exposed in front of Lin Qingqing.
"Lie down and don't move."
Lin Qingqing said to Song Yiyuan, who had a lustful look on his face.
Song Yiyuan was stunned when he heard this. She was actually unwilling to let him lie on her bed.
The bed was filled with the same fragrance as Qingqing's body, and it smelled very good.
Lin Qingqing took out a bottle of alcohol, turned around and took out a pack of silver needles from the closet.
Seeing Lin Qingqing coming over, he moved inside to make some space for Lin Qingqing.
"Don't let your imagination run wild."
Seeing that he was still looking around, Lin Qingqing yelled angrily.
I'm so angry. I just got taken advantage of again.
Song Yiyuan didn't dare to touch Lin Qingqing anymore. He just lay down obediently and looked at the ceiling.
Lin Qingqing got on the bed and knelt beside Song Yiyuan.
He opened the alcohol bottle, put some on the gauze, rubbed it on several places on Song Yiyuan's upper body, and then rubbed the silver needle.
One stitch is done each time you rub one.
Her movements were gentle, and each stitch was precise and precise.
Song Yiyuan looked at Lin Qingqing with a focused look and a smile on the corners of his lips.
If every drug test could be like today, he would be willing to try it several more times every day.
"Lie down for fifteen minutes."
Lin Qingqing glanced at Song Yiyuan's face, then down his body, stopping at the base of his thigh.
With a playful smile on her lips, she looked at Song Yiyuan and said, "Tell me how you feel after taking this medicine."
Seeing her businesslike demeanor, Song Yiyuan curled his lips and recounted what happened after ten o'clock, without even trying to hide his own physiological reaction.
"Well, there's no need to talk about it here. You've mentioned it six times already. I know you can do it."
Lin Qingqing glanced at Song Yiyuan's still erected breasts, waved her hand and asked him to talk.
"In the end, it felt like I was burning in fire. It was uncomfortable and tormenting. I didn't feel tired even after running for more than an hour, and there was no other discomfort."
As Song Yiyuan spoke, he carefully observed the changes in Lin Qingqing's facial expression.
Lin Qingqing nodded calmly and muttered, "It should be enough to just take one medicine."
She got out of bed, took the watch on the table and looked at it. The time had come.
He went back to bed, pulled out the needles, disinfected them one by one, and put them back into the needle bags.
"Don't you feel hot now?" Lin Qingqing glanced at Song Yiyuan's thigh, and the heat had disappeared.
Song Yiyuan wanted to lie down for a while longer and said he was still feeling uncomfortable, but Lin Qingqing pinched his wrist.
"Your pulse has returned. Get out of bed and go back to your room."
Song Yiyuan nodded sheepishly. After coming down, he asked, "Change your bed today and I'll wash it for you."
Lin Qingqing shook her head: "No, I'm going to sleep."
It's only five o'clock now, I can still sleep for two more hours.
Thinking that Qingqing was woken up by him at 4:30, he did not delay any longer and quickly opened the door and walked out, then closed the door gently.
As soon as he got outside, he had a big smile on his face.
Although I didn't get much sleep that night, it was so worth it.
He was very excited, and didn't know what he would face next.
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