The next morning, when Qing Hong woke up, Lin He had already left. Breakfast and milk were prepared for her on the dining table, and a red note was pressed under the chopsticks:
Wife, remember to eat breakfast while it's hot. I must take good care of myself when I'm not at home. Contact me anytime if you have anything. Also, thank you last night, I love you, wife
At this moment, Qing Hong's heart felt warm. This was a kind of happiness of being loved and cared for. She suddenly realized that Lin He's love for her has been consistent for so many years and has never changed.
But she blasphemed and betrayed the deepest and purest love between them. The more Lin He loved her more, the more uncomfortable and painful she felt in her heart. She even felt that she was no longer worthy of Lin He's love and could no longer become his kind and gentle wife and lover.
It is almost the end of the year, and the business of the subsidiary companies has become busy these days. At the end of the year, everyone is desperately striving to achieve performance, because only when the performance improves, the year-end bonus can get the number they want, and the company can also get a relatively satisfactory answer. Qing Hong has also become busy these days. After all, the position of the marketing minister is two levels higher than that of the manager, so the affairs that need to be handled will increase accordingly. She never cared about these. She has been working hard in this industry for many years and has long adapted to their own changes and burdens.
The busy days always pass quickly, and half of the week passed. In the past few days, Zheng Wenguang seems to be rushing to the group to attend meetings and report work every day, and rarely appear in the office. This has made Qing Hong's mentality relax a lot in the past few days. Although Zheng Wenguang did not make any extraordinary moves to her, as long as he touched his bottomless eyes and smiling faces, and the lewd words he and Schuman said in the office, Qing Hong couldn't help but shivered in his heart. When he thought of Schuman, Qing Hong realized that he had not seen this girl appear in this week. Later, he asked other colleagues, and then he realized that Schuman was on a business trip.
Qing Hong didn't agree with the news when she heard the news, but later she thought about it in reverse and found that something was wrong. Shuman kept following her. It was her immediate boss. She couldn't hand over the application to her when she was on a business trip? Why did she leave without a word?
What if I ask this, how should I explain it?
Thinking of this, she found Schuman's number and dialed it immediately. The phone was connected after a long ringtone.
Sister Hong, what's the matter?
Xiaoman, where are you?
I...I'm outside... on a business trip, what's wrong, Sister Hong?
Where did you go on a business trip?
Sister Hong...I...Ah...I'm in Shanghai
No matter how you go out, you won't say Ah
Yes...yes... I walked in a hurry at that time and didn't have time to say, I...Mr. Zheng and I...
Are you with him?
No...No...I've already...I've applied with Mr. Zheng
Xiaoman, what are you doing? Why do you speak like you can't breathe
I don’t have Ah, Sister Hong, I’ll hang up Ah first if it’s okay!
Before Qing Hong could react, the phone beeped and hung up. Qing Hong listened to the sound of Shuman's phone intermittently, as if she was holding back a violent breath, as if she was reluctant to control the calm tone. Qing Hong could hear something vaguely, her face turned red, it seemed that Zheng Wenguang was going out with Shuman. These two people might be doing those undescribable things now. When they thought of Shuman being pressed by Zheng Wenguang under his crotch and whispering in and out, Qing Hong immediately felt a sense of disgust and shame again.
It was almost time for the get off work again. Qing Hong had been busy all day and finally had some time for her. She had a cup of Jin Junmei, sat in the office, and finished a lot of messy things in one breath. She suddenly had free time but didn't know what to do. She took out her mobile phone, flipped through the address book, and the number on the top was still Lin He's number, but he was on a business trip outside, and he might be accompanying the client at this moment. Looking at other friends, there seemed to be nothing to contact. After looking at the circle of friends for a while, he suddenly thought of Zhang Yong. This little beast hadn't come to harass him for three days. This was unexpected. Did he really become so obedient after his three rules last time?
The women in this world are so strange. When you try every means to chase her and stick to her all the time, she will think you are very annoying, but when you really ignore her, she will get angry with you, just like you keep a cat. When you play with it every day, it will stretch out its paws to scratch you, but when you keep it cold, it will try hard to get in front of you. Of course, cats and women are different after all, but many women do look like a cat.
Qing Hong was very curious. This little beast is usually more anxious than anyone else. Why did she suddenly become so obedient? She is even a little angry now and mutters in her heart to tell you not to come to me, but she never said she will never meet again. She vaguely felt that she thought of Zhang Yong a little bit. She fiddled with her phone and finally found Zhang Yong's number and sent a WeChat message.
Little beast, what are you doing?
After sending WeChat, she closed her phone and put it aside, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, but her eyes were always paying attention to the changes on the phone screen. Sure enough, the screen lighted up soon.
Sister, I'm waiting for you to summon me
Qing Hong couldn't help but smile. Obviously, she was subconsciously satisfied with Zhang Yong's response, but this feeling was different from Lin He's pampering for her. It seemed that there was more ambiguity and teasing. After being with Zhang Yong for so long, the most occupies her heart was lust and shame. But now she is becoming more and more accustomed to and enjoying this erotic taste. On the contrary, if Zhang Yong really wants to be serious, she will feel uncomfortable. She remembered the vulgar and vulgar WeChat messages sent by Zhang Yong when she and Lin He were watching the movie. Suddenly, some revenge and teasing him in her heart, so she gave Zhang Yong a WeChat message that she had never thought about.
I'm itchy and want to be fucked
After Qing Hong typed these words on her phone, she felt her hands trembling slightly. A hot stream suddenly surged from below, and her underwear became wet in an instant.
My grass, sister, you scared me so much that I almost threw away my phone. I haven't gotten off work yet
I don't care, my mother is so itchy, you come here to stop it now
OK, slutty is itchy, right? I deserve to fuck you, right? Wait for you and me, wait for me to come and fuck you to death
Come on, my little sister is already wet
You wait, I'll set off right away. My little brother can't wait to fuck your little sister
Then you have to hurry up, I will go home after get off work
wait for me
Qing Hong closed her phone again and began to laugh unconsciously again. Zhang Yong's lust had been successfully teased by her three words. She felt a little thrill of revenge and teasing. Of course, she also knew that Zhang Yong was serious and must have been on the way to come. She calculated the time and it was almost time for her to get off work. Lin He is now far away in Yunnan, and she is staying alone when she returns. Anyway, it is not the first time with Zhang Yong. She had been struggling with Lin He for the past two days ago, but she has not been satisfied. She seemed to be unable to control herself and wanted the extremely thick cock under Zhang Yong's crotch. Thinking of the satisfaction and fulfillment that it was inserted into her body, there was another hot stream in her underwear, completely wet.
Qinghong packed up her things, put on some makeup, went downstairs from the office, and just walked out of the floor-to-ceiling window of the building, she saw Zhang Yong waiting for her under a tree on the side of the road. She smiled in her heart and walked forward in her crisp high heels. Zhang Yong also saw Qing Hong. He found that Qing Hong was wearing a red slim skirt today, with slender waist, bulging breasts and round buttocks highlighting the delicate curve of her figure. Although she just casually tied a ponytail, the charm of the young woman and bright and sexy red lips had already made him confused. She just wanted to take her home and press it on the bed as soon as possible, and fucked her hard like a hungry tiger pounced on her food.
The two of them got on the subway tacitly. Qing Hong snuggled on Zhang Yong's shoulders. Zhang Yong hugged her tightly. Qing Hong split the headphones out half and stuffed them into Zhang Yong's ears. It was Wu Bai's old song "Norwegian Forest". Zhang Yong was not in the mood to listen to the song. What echoed in his mind was the WeChat message Qing Hong just sent him.
He leaned into Qinghong's ears and whispered: Are you really wet?
you guess
Qing Hong raised her head and looked at Zhang Yong. Her dark eyes were full of charm.
I touch it
don't want……
It must be wet
I won't tell you
I'll check it out later
Where to go back to your house? Qinghong looked at Zhang Yong with disgust: Your house is so dirty, I won't go
That's the old place
If you don't go, it's dirty
Where to go?
Everyone goes back to their homes and find their mothers
It's not that siss, you made me so uncomfortable, and now you say this
OK, tease you
Qinghong smiled in his arms and said in a low voice: Go to my house
Ah?
Ah, what Ah, don't want to go to Ah
No, then your husband...
My husband is on a business trip
Wow, that's great. Zhang Yong's face immediately filled with an excited and happy smile.
Look at your beauty, little beast
The subway soon arrived at Lishuiqiao Station. The two of them came out of the subway entrance and walked a while after looking for the familiar road. The two discussed it so that the community security guards and neighbors would not be suspicious. First, Qing Hong went home alone, and then Zhang Yong pretended to be a courier and followed him in. So the two of them arrived at Qing Hong's home one after another.
As soon as the door was closed, Zhang Yong couldn't help but hug Qinghong and kiss him. Qinghong wrapped his hands around his neck and responded enthusiastically, like a couple who had been reunited for a long time, exchanging their love for each other.
As the two of them kept kissing passionately, Zhang Yong's hand pulled open the collar of Qinghong's chest, and reached into his hand and held a full and tender breast through the black bra. Qinghong did not refuse. Zhang Yong's big hand immediately rubbed his breasts. As the two of them became more and more indifferent to each other's deep kiss, Zhang Yong unconsciously untied Qinghong's black lace bra. Most of the breasts on the bra were exposed, emitting a charming scent of milk.
But Zhang Yong seemed not satisfied with this. His other hand had already touched Qing Hong's thighs, lifted up the red skirt, and used a little force to stroke her plump and round butt through the black lace panties. Until he reached into Qing Hong's panties, he was covered with slippery mucus on his hands. Then he twisted his body with satisfaction and pressed the tent that was raised high below him against the most mysterious triangle area below Qing Hong's area.
I don't know how long it took to kiss, but Zhang Yong let go of Qing Hong's red lips without feeling satisfied, turned her body over and leaned against the wall, then lifted her red skirt directly to her waist, roughly grabbed the elastic band of the black lace underwear and pulled it hard, and the underwear came to Zhang Yong's hand. He took it to his nose and smelled it, and immediately let out two lewd smiles.
It's so sexy. You can smell this scent yourself. Your underwear is so wet that it can be twisted out of water.
Little beast, don't you like it?
I like it, I like it so much, I like the slutty spirit in you
Wife, remember to eat breakfast while it's hot. I must take good care of myself when I'm not at home. Contact me anytime if you have anything. Also, thank you last night, I love you, wife
At this moment, Qing Hong's heart felt warm. This was a kind of happiness of being loved and cared for. She suddenly realized that Lin He's love for her has been consistent for so many years and has never changed.
But she blasphemed and betrayed the deepest and purest love between them. The more Lin He loved her more, the more uncomfortable and painful she felt in her heart. She even felt that she was no longer worthy of Lin He's love and could no longer become his kind and gentle wife and lover.
It is almost the end of the year, and the business of the subsidiary companies has become busy these days. At the end of the year, everyone is desperately striving to achieve performance, because only when the performance improves, the year-end bonus can get the number they want, and the company can also get a relatively satisfactory answer. Qing Hong has also become busy these days. After all, the position of the marketing minister is two levels higher than that of the manager, so the affairs that need to be handled will increase accordingly. She never cared about these. She has been working hard in this industry for many years and has long adapted to their own changes and burdens.
The busy days always pass quickly, and half of the week passed. In the past few days, Zheng Wenguang seems to be rushing to the group to attend meetings and report work every day, and rarely appear in the office. This has made Qing Hong's mentality relax a lot in the past few days. Although Zheng Wenguang did not make any extraordinary moves to her, as long as he touched his bottomless eyes and smiling faces, and the lewd words he and Schuman said in the office, Qing Hong couldn't help but shivered in his heart. When he thought of Schuman, Qing Hong realized that he had not seen this girl appear in this week. Later, he asked other colleagues, and then he realized that Schuman was on a business trip.
Qing Hong didn't agree with the news when she heard the news, but later she thought about it in reverse and found that something was wrong. Shuman kept following her. It was her immediate boss. She couldn't hand over the application to her when she was on a business trip? Why did she leave without a word?
What if I ask this, how should I explain it?
Thinking of this, she found Schuman's number and dialed it immediately. The phone was connected after a long ringtone.
Sister Hong, what's the matter?
Xiaoman, where are you?
I...I'm outside... on a business trip, what's wrong, Sister Hong?
Where did you go on a business trip?
Sister Hong...I...Ah...I'm in Shanghai
No matter how you go out, you won't say Ah
Yes...yes... I walked in a hurry at that time and didn't have time to say, I...Mr. Zheng and I...
Are you with him?
No...No...I've already...I've applied with Mr. Zheng
Xiaoman, what are you doing? Why do you speak like you can't breathe
I don’t have Ah, Sister Hong, I’ll hang up Ah first if it’s okay!
Before Qing Hong could react, the phone beeped and hung up. Qing Hong listened to the sound of Shuman's phone intermittently, as if she was holding back a violent breath, as if she was reluctant to control the calm tone. Qing Hong could hear something vaguely, her face turned red, it seemed that Zheng Wenguang was going out with Shuman. These two people might be doing those undescribable things now. When they thought of Shuman being pressed by Zheng Wenguang under his crotch and whispering in and out, Qing Hong immediately felt a sense of disgust and shame again.
It was almost time for the get off work again. Qing Hong had been busy all day and finally had some time for her. She had a cup of Jin Junmei, sat in the office, and finished a lot of messy things in one breath. She suddenly had free time but didn't know what to do. She took out her mobile phone, flipped through the address book, and the number on the top was still Lin He's number, but he was on a business trip outside, and he might be accompanying the client at this moment. Looking at other friends, there seemed to be nothing to contact. After looking at the circle of friends for a while, he suddenly thought of Zhang Yong. This little beast hadn't come to harass him for three days. This was unexpected. Did he really become so obedient after his three rules last time?
The women in this world are so strange. When you try every means to chase her and stick to her all the time, she will think you are very annoying, but when you really ignore her, she will get angry with you, just like you keep a cat. When you play with it every day, it will stretch out its paws to scratch you, but when you keep it cold, it will try hard to get in front of you. Of course, cats and women are different after all, but many women do look like a cat.
Qing Hong was very curious. This little beast is usually more anxious than anyone else. Why did she suddenly become so obedient? She is even a little angry now and mutters in her heart to tell you not to come to me, but she never said she will never meet again. She vaguely felt that she thought of Zhang Yong a little bit. She fiddled with her phone and finally found Zhang Yong's number and sent a WeChat message.
Little beast, what are you doing?
After sending WeChat, she closed her phone and put it aside, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, but her eyes were always paying attention to the changes on the phone screen. Sure enough, the screen lighted up soon.
Sister, I'm waiting for you to summon me
Qing Hong couldn't help but smile. Obviously, she was subconsciously satisfied with Zhang Yong's response, but this feeling was different from Lin He's pampering for her. It seemed that there was more ambiguity and teasing. After being with Zhang Yong for so long, the most occupies her heart was lust and shame. But now she is becoming more and more accustomed to and enjoying this erotic taste. On the contrary, if Zhang Yong really wants to be serious, she will feel uncomfortable. She remembered the vulgar and vulgar WeChat messages sent by Zhang Yong when she and Lin He were watching the movie. Suddenly, some revenge and teasing him in her heart, so she gave Zhang Yong a WeChat message that she had never thought about.
I'm itchy and want to be fucked
After Qing Hong typed these words on her phone, she felt her hands trembling slightly. A hot stream suddenly surged from below, and her underwear became wet in an instant.
My grass, sister, you scared me so much that I almost threw away my phone. I haven't gotten off work yet
I don't care, my mother is so itchy, you come here to stop it now
OK, slutty is itchy, right? I deserve to fuck you, right? Wait for you and me, wait for me to come and fuck you to death
Come on, my little sister is already wet
You wait, I'll set off right away. My little brother can't wait to fuck your little sister
Then you have to hurry up, I will go home after get off work
wait for me
Qing Hong closed her phone again and began to laugh unconsciously again. Zhang Yong's lust had been successfully teased by her three words. She felt a little thrill of revenge and teasing. Of course, she also knew that Zhang Yong was serious and must have been on the way to come. She calculated the time and it was almost time for her to get off work. Lin He is now far away in Yunnan, and she is staying alone when she returns. Anyway, it is not the first time with Zhang Yong. She had been struggling with Lin He for the past two days ago, but she has not been satisfied. She seemed to be unable to control herself and wanted the extremely thick cock under Zhang Yong's crotch. Thinking of the satisfaction and fulfillment that it was inserted into her body, there was another hot stream in her underwear, completely wet.
Qinghong packed up her things, put on some makeup, went downstairs from the office, and just walked out of the floor-to-ceiling window of the building, she saw Zhang Yong waiting for her under a tree on the side of the road. She smiled in her heart and walked forward in her crisp high heels. Zhang Yong also saw Qing Hong. He found that Qing Hong was wearing a red slim skirt today, with slender waist, bulging breasts and round buttocks highlighting the delicate curve of her figure. Although she just casually tied a ponytail, the charm of the young woman and bright and sexy red lips had already made him confused. She just wanted to take her home and press it on the bed as soon as possible, and fucked her hard like a hungry tiger pounced on her food.
The two of them got on the subway tacitly. Qing Hong snuggled on Zhang Yong's shoulders. Zhang Yong hugged her tightly. Qing Hong split the headphones out half and stuffed them into Zhang Yong's ears. It was Wu Bai's old song "Norwegian Forest". Zhang Yong was not in the mood to listen to the song. What echoed in his mind was the WeChat message Qing Hong just sent him.
He leaned into Qinghong's ears and whispered: Are you really wet?
you guess
Qing Hong raised her head and looked at Zhang Yong. Her dark eyes were full of charm.
I touch it
don't want……
It must be wet
I won't tell you
I'll check it out later
Where to go back to your house? Qinghong looked at Zhang Yong with disgust: Your house is so dirty, I won't go
That's the old place
If you don't go, it's dirty
Where to go?
Everyone goes back to their homes and find their mothers
It's not that siss, you made me so uncomfortable, and now you say this
OK, tease you
Qinghong smiled in his arms and said in a low voice: Go to my house
Ah?
Ah, what Ah, don't want to go to Ah
No, then your husband...
My husband is on a business trip
Wow, that's great. Zhang Yong's face immediately filled with an excited and happy smile.
Look at your beauty, little beast
The subway soon arrived at Lishuiqiao Station. The two of them came out of the subway entrance and walked a while after looking for the familiar road. The two discussed it so that the community security guards and neighbors would not be suspicious. First, Qing Hong went home alone, and then Zhang Yong pretended to be a courier and followed him in. So the two of them arrived at Qing Hong's home one after another.
As soon as the door was closed, Zhang Yong couldn't help but hug Qinghong and kiss him. Qinghong wrapped his hands around his neck and responded enthusiastically, like a couple who had been reunited for a long time, exchanging their love for each other.
As the two of them kept kissing passionately, Zhang Yong's hand pulled open the collar of Qinghong's chest, and reached into his hand and held a full and tender breast through the black bra. Qinghong did not refuse. Zhang Yong's big hand immediately rubbed his breasts. As the two of them became more and more indifferent to each other's deep kiss, Zhang Yong unconsciously untied Qinghong's black lace bra. Most of the breasts on the bra were exposed, emitting a charming scent of milk.
But Zhang Yong seemed not satisfied with this. His other hand had already touched Qing Hong's thighs, lifted up the red skirt, and used a little force to stroke her plump and round butt through the black lace panties. Until he reached into Qing Hong's panties, he was covered with slippery mucus on his hands. Then he twisted his body with satisfaction and pressed the tent that was raised high below him against the most mysterious triangle area below Qing Hong's area.
I don't know how long it took to kiss, but Zhang Yong let go of Qing Hong's red lips without feeling satisfied, turned her body over and leaned against the wall, then lifted her red skirt directly to her waist, roughly grabbed the elastic band of the black lace underwear and pulled it hard, and the underwear came to Zhang Yong's hand. He took it to his nose and smelled it, and immediately let out two lewd smiles.
It's so sexy. You can smell this scent yourself. Your underwear is so wet that it can be twisted out of water.
Little beast, don't you like it?
I like it, I like it so much, I like the slutty spirit in you
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