Chapter 32 Cream H (table play + clitoris licking + cream play)

Zhou Jing knew that Shen Qinghe was angry and was getting angry with him now, but he still felt a little chewy when he heard Shen Qinghe say these words.

He always wants to be the first person to eat her birthday cake.

This year is an exception, but every year from now on, he wants to be the first one.

The square button he unbuttoned was covered with cream. Shen Qinghe wore a modified version of the cheongsam today. The square button was pure white and her clothes were as color as spring snow. Most women in midsummer wear sleeveless cheongsams, and the same is true for Shen Qinghe today.

Her slender arms were not covered at all, and her hands crossed against her chest like a clean lotus root.

There were only two dim lights left in the restaurant, and the faint lights were scattered on Zhou Jing and Shen Qinghe's faces. Shen Qinghe could see the fluff on Zhou Jing's face, and his slightly red cheeks.

In my memory, she seemed to have never seen Zhou Jing blushing.

Why are you blushing?

It's only when you run too fast.

He drove back to Shanghai from Hecheng. He had to go back until early the next morning, so he rushed to hurry up and almost scrapped the car before returning to Zhou Mansion before midnight.

But the car naturally couldn't drive into the mansion, so he could only run wildly. When he ran to the restaurant door, he also took care of his clothes and hair, calmed down his heartbeat before pushing the door open.

Shen Qinghe knew why he ran away, so she didn't ask any more questions.

In fact, the moment she saw Zhou Jing, her anger had already subsided. At this moment, she just felt that if she didn't exhale her anger, she was afraid that she would have a knot in her heart. The old things would be brought up again in the future, which would ruin the relationship between the two.

The expected kiss finally fell on Shen Qinghe's clavicle, and then she heard Zhou Jing's breathing coming from her clavicle.

Happy birthday, Qinghe.

The numbness instantly filled Shen Qinghe's body, and her legs unknowingly hung on Zhou Jing's waist.

She was sure that Zhou Jing did not lean into her lower body with both hands, but she took the initiative to lift up the hem of her skirt, and she took off her underwear.

The wet touch was sticky on Zhou Jing's waist and abdomen. Water was flowing in her lower body, and his lower body was also filled with crystal clearness.

You are so hot, Zhou Jing.While enjoying Zhou Jing sucking on her tender breasts, she said softly, it's much hotter than me.

Maybe it was too cold at night, and her body was slightly cool like jade, which just could reduce the temperature on Zhou Jing's body.

Zhou Jing's sucking was like a wolf or a tiger, and the sound of eating breasts and the sound of the two of them crossed the dining table. None of them could tell who was more moved, and only knew that at this moment, they enjoyed each other.

The sucking moved from her breasts to Shen Qinghe's lips. The nipples that had just been sucked were more swollen and rosy than Shen Qinghe usually did. Even her snow breasts were flashing with the crystal clearness left by Zhou Jing and were not wiped off.

They kissed countless times. Most of the time, Zhou Jing was siegeing the city. Shen Qinghe was willing to become the city that Zhou Jing snatched, but now, she was like a demonic and active fairy, slightly spreading her lips, and drilled her tongue into Zhou Jing's mouth when Zhou Jing bent over to snatch the pond.

The familiar fragrance made Zhou Jing full of desire. He pressed tightly on Shen Qinghe's body, and his swollen nipples were pressed sorely. One of his hands was placed under Shen Qinghe's head, and the other hand was groping Shen Qinghe's lower body.

Shen Qinghe's spread thighs made her vagina wide open, as familiar as Zhou Jing. Soon, he found the place he was going to.

The only two lips that had just been entangled, Shen Qinghe was still unsatisfied. She felt that the heat on her body disappeared for a moment, and then her lower body was wrapped around Zhou Jing, who had just eaten her nipples and lips.

This time, the clever tongue did not penetrate deep into her flower hole, but instead licked it freely on the outside.

Her lower body was sensitive, and such a lick would only make her run out of water.

Zhou Jing licked her two labia and her slit, but he still didn't think of entering her tight pussy.

He was careful in his movements and was still exploring. Finally, he finally found the pearl in the crack and sucked it lightly on the pearl.

Such light sucking made Shen Qinghe feel electric shocked. He clearly did not enter the depths of her flower heart, nor even entered her, but she even got a more refreshing feeling than before.

It was numb and exciting, which was Shen Qinghe’s first feeling.

The gurgling spring water flows out like a stream, but it still keeps going.

Zhou Jing heard Shen Qinghe's moans and worked harder. He knew that he had found Shen Qinghe's most pleasant sensitive point.

His movements were much softer than when he sucked his nipples, and he didn't even dare to exert force, but he got another kind of pleasure.

This pleasure is different from the feeling of tightly wrapped in flower holes.

The feeling of wrapping the flower hole tightly is warm and blurry, but the feeling of his light sucking sensitive parts can make him drown here instantly.

Shen Qinghe's calves twitched slightly, her lower body tightened, but a stream of water spurted out of her pussy, which was sweet and soft.

Brother...I miss you very much.

Shen Qinghe struggled to support her waist, her body was covered in sweat, and her messy hair was stained on her face.

The yellow lights twitched in her eyes, and it also reflected Zhou Jing's loving gentle appearance. She had seen such gentle appearance too many times, but she was not satisfied. She hoped that she could see him every day in the future. Whether it was gentle or strong, she hoped that she could see it.

Zhou Jing lay back on Shen Qinghe's body, his thighs were inserted between Shen Qinghe's two thighs, and his hands were pressed on both sides. He only needed to lower his head one inch to kiss Shen Qinghe's mouth.

I miss you very much, too.

He was unwilling to say these sticky words. The love words he usually said might sound ashamed to Shen Qinghe, but in his voice, they were all versions he had modified after tossing and turning in front of his lips several times.

I miss you so bluntly, which is the most shameful sentence for him.

Why is your face red again?Shen Qinghe asked, "You didn't run away just now. Could it be that you were tired after just licking it?"

This is a naked provocation.

The provocateur is still his sweetheart.

Zhou Jing hugged Shen Qinghe's soft waist, and her snow breasts hit Zhou Jing's body. He asked: You are too sensitive and there is too much water. I am afraid that I can't satisfy you, so I blushed with shame.

This time, the person who blushed turned into Shen Qinghe.

Yuanyuan, why are you blushing?Zhou Jing asked intentionally again, his tone deliberately rising, looking sarcastic.

Although Shen Qinghe was so embarrassed, she was not angry. She just had a lot of punishment for Zhou Jing. She grabbed Zhou Jing's clone that had not yet vented, blocked the urethra with her index finger, and said with a red face: You are so red, brother.

It's red, but it's actually purple-red.

She had already had an orgasm once, but Zhou Jing had never ejaculated yet. Just now, Zhou Jing was holding back his desires while talking.

As soon as the urethra was blocked, Zhou Jing seemed to be locked in his life gate. His low and hoarse voice came from Shen Qinghe's lips this time: I miss you so much, so it's red.

He repeated his missing. This time, without Shen Qinghe's guidance, he said that he missed you.

Just be pretentious, he can't help it.

Shen Qinghe held his clone and stroked it, but her clone was too gentle. Zhou Jing didn't feel like he wanted to release it. Instead, he felt that his lower body was swollen, and Shen Qinghe also felt that the penis was bigger again.

So she suddenly said: ...You are too big... you can't hold it anymore.

Zhou Jing bit her lower lip and replied: I am afraid that I can’t satisfy Yuanyuan. What if another man is better than me?

This time, Shen Qinghe grabbed his swollen penis with all her strength and said angrily: How could I go to bed with another man?You don't trust me?

Zhou Jing screamed in pain: Hiss is not saying that you will sleep with other men, I just hiss is just afraid that I am not good enough. What if you cure the disease and don’t want me?

He was telling the truth.

He didn't mean that he didn't trust Shen Qinghe, but he felt that his round appearance and character were the best. He was able to marry her because of the luck of matching the eight characters. What should he do if Shen Qinghe is cured and wants to leave him?

After all, if it weren't for her good woman, she wouldn't have chosen a young man who licked blood at the tip of a knife.

You are sick.Shen Qinghe cursed, "A life is a pair of people, this is what my mother taught me in the past. No matter how I am, I like you. If I marry you, I will never have another man. You are really...

What is it really?

Are you worried about gains and losses?

It seems to be this word.

But isn’t she the one who should worry about gains and losses?

Zhou Jing is so outstanding that he has to spend a lot of money to support her by marrying her, a sick man. If she had not met a famous doctor, she could have bought more than ten properties in Shanghai every year for her medical expenses.

Compared to the two of them, she should be more worried about gains and losses.

Shen Qinghe's last adjective was not said, nothing else, just because this sentence had changed its flavor under her stroke.

There are still some cream cakes left on the table. The dim sum in the past two years is very fashionable and they are all extremely sweet and greasy.

A little pure white cream was smeared on Shen Qinghe by Zhou Jing. She stroked his swelling up and down, and he applied all the cream that should have been eaten into his mouth to her body.

Although Shen Qinghe's body is white, it is still worse than cream. Her white is white and red, while the white of cream is pure white.

The pure white cream was applied unevenly on her body, just like she was the cake embryo, and Zhou Jing was the one who was about to taste it.

Sure enough, he held the creamy nipples as he used to hold them.

The nipples are not tender pink, but with some scarlet and brown. Her nipples look like the stamens in pure white petals, and Zhou Jing is a bee that collects honey and works hard on it.

Every part he licked and sucked had a sweet buttery smell, which overshadowed the milky smell and gardenia smell between Shen Qinghexue's breasts.

Although this taste is sweet, he prefers Shen Qinghe's milky and gardenia flavor.

Ah……

Shen Qinghe screamed, and her subordinates also tried harder.

The roughness she hadn't felt for a few days has now returned to her hands. At this moment, not only did she feel very satisfied, but her heart is the same.

In Shen Qinghe's consciousness, at this moment, she held Zhou Jing's desire, and also held her unscathed longing.

Although she had reached an orgasm and was satisfied, her longing did not decrease at all, but instead became more and more.

This time she didn't lick it with her mouth. She just simply caressed it up and down with her hands. Her movements were simple, but it made Zhou Jing's desire stand up.

Zhou Jing endured his burning desire. He had not traveled with Shen Qinghe for several days. He missed her very much every day he returned to the city.

People's longing in the middle of the night always arouses their desires. He often masturbates these two days, which was impossible in the past. He believed that he had strong control, especially during military affairs. He almost had no sexual desire. But this time it was different. It may be that Shen Qinghe's birthday was approaching, so he really couldn't let go, so he had to slander himself twice at night.

When he was slandering himself, Zhou Jing would think that it would be great if Shen Qinghe was there. He didn't need to wrap his genitals with her flower hole, and he could use his hands.

Now his thoughts have come true, and Shen Qinghe is indeed helping him with his own hands.

Thinking of this, he bit Shen Qinghe's snow breasts heavily as if he was expressing his own emotions.

The sudden warmth and sudden pull on her nipples made Shen Qinghe suddenly feel cold at the front end, and she also had goose bumps on her body and her body trembled twice.

Did you bite?Zhou Jing's breathing voice was still gentle, and he was afraid that his bite just now would make her feel pain.

Shen Qinghe didn't say anything, but just hugged Zhou Jing in front of her chest again.

His furry head was not between her breasts this time, but on Shen Qinghe's bitten snow breasts. The nipples that were just cold were no longer cold, Zhou Jing started licking and sucking again.

No, it hurts me.

It was still a slightly yellow light. One figure on the wall had a soft waist and the other was thick lower body. The figures were approaching each other at some point. A pool of something shot out in front of the swelling lower body to stick to the towering breasts. The pool of things reflected on the wall was somewhat like a newly grown stalactite, and some were also a drop of water falling down, but not falling.

The white turbidity under Shen Qinghe's breasts mixed with the uneaten cream, and the creamy semen was licked and swallowed by Zhou Jing.

His Adam's apple rolled twice, like drinking water.

Then he sucked Shen Qinghe's nipples twice, but he didn't suck out the milk, but he ate the familiar smell of milk.