Chapter 2 Greedy

As dusk fell, men and women on the lawn walked into the lobby of the villa. The hall was brightly lit, with exquisite and delicious buffets and various wines and drinks for people to use. Everyone stood together in groups of three or three, talking in a low voice. The men all looked very capable in suits and ties. The women were wearing transparent and exposed short skirts, revealing their white and seductive breasts and slender round thighs. They also smiled on their faces, and their eyes were lingering at those men, hoping to get favor from those men, so that they could transform themselves into a wealthy family and become wealthy ladies with rich clothes and food. Of course, the best goal for them was Song Zicheng, the protagonist of today's banquet, who was the future heir of the Emperor Group.

Tianzi Group has assets of 10 billion yuan, and it is said that there are thousands of employees. However, it is said that it is a leading enterprise in the city. If it can get Song Zicheng's favor, it would be a blessing in the previous life. Unfortunately, although Song Zicheng is a relatively fickle person, he never has a girlfriend seriously. I don't know if it is because of his good vision or other reasons, no woman can enter his heart. Once a woman has sex with him, she loses the possibility of getting him. Therefore, these women dare not approach Song Zicheng easily, and want Song Zicheng to look up to him, instead of just acting as the other party's fool and bed companion.

However, these women searched in the crowd for a long time but still did not see Song Zicheng's shadow, and they couldn't help but show a disappointed expression. You should know that the biggest purpose of their coming here is to make Song Zicheng notice him. Although there were other excellent men at the party, they were suddenly overshadowed compared to Song Zicheng. No one was willing to lower their standards. At least before being rejected by Song Zicheng, they all wanted to try their best with anticipation.

Although she felt bored, Song Zicheng went downstairs from his bedroom and walked into the hall. Everyone greeted Song Zicheng one after another. Song Zicheng also responded with a smile, but he thought to end the banquet early and go back to sleep. After all, he just rolled over the bed sheet with a woman and felt a little sleepy.

For him, such gatherings were meaningless. It was nothing more than the people around him who wanted to use this opportunity to win over relationships with him and enhance his relationship.

Of course, for Song Zicheng, there is also a group of people surrounding him. Of course, if he wants to have something real to do, these people will not be useful at all. He will use his real power, which is a force hidden in the darkness and will never be able to see the light. It can make many people frightened. But on the surface, Song Zicheng is keeping a distance from this force. Only a few people know that Song Zicheng is the mastermind behind the scenes. For Song Zicheng, whether it is a woman or those who are shady, they can only provide convenience for himself. Once the other party wants to control himself in the opposite direction, it is a situation that he will never tolerate, so Song Zicheng must maintain his own alienation to prevent being retaliated by the other party.

Of course, many women have tried to blackmail and blackmail Song Zicheng in the past few years, but no one has succeeded. Instead, they disappeared one by one in the end. No one knows what happened, and no one knows whether their disappearance has anything to do with Song Zicheng. Song Zicheng is still the charming rich second generation. Every night there are still countless beauties waiting to be favored by him. He is like a lofty emperor looking down at this world, but his heart is full of emptiness. He doesn't know what the meaning of such a life is, but he cannot get rid of such a life.

Because he knew that he had lost his identity as a rich second generation, he was nothing, and the people around him would scatter, pretending to have never seen him before. Alas, this is human nature. While greeting people with familiarity, Song Zicheng sneered in his heart, ignored those smiling faces, his heart was empty, and he just wanted to end this meaningless party as soon as possible.

Suddenly, a young man in a suit flashed next to him, holding a wine glass and bowing his body and smiling, saying to Song Zicheng, "Young Master Song, I am Wu Yong Ah, you forgot that we had dinner together last time."

Song Zicheng has many friends, of course most of them are for his money.

Song Zicheng knew very well, but he didn't care. He needed this feeling of being hugged by others. In his opinion, women's feelings and men's friendship can be obtained for money.

Wu Yong is one of them. Although this person is not capable, he works the most hard at every event. Of course, Song Zicheng will not treat him badly. He gives Wu Yong a few good cigarettes or a bottle of good wine from time to time. Wu Yong always looks flattered. Although many people in Song Zicheng's circle look down on Wu Yong, they hope that such a person will make them happy.

After all, they all know the gap between themselves and Song Zicheng, and no one has the courage to compete with Song Zicheng. However, when they have a living treasure like Wu Yong, they will find their superiority. Therefore, Wu Yong's value is to serve as their stepping stone to satisfy their vanity. Perhaps Wu Yong himself is also very clear about this, but it is not possible for anyone to squeeze into Song Zicheng's circle, even if it is made fun of.

Song Zicheng's birthday is here, and his friends are thinking about holding a birthday party for him. Song Zicheng didn't want to be too arrogant, so he asked a friend to take charge of the program. When the friend remembered Wu Yong's usual attentiveness, he casually told Wu Yong to ask him to come and help.

Of course, Wu Yong was overjoyed. In his opinion, being able to attend Song Zicheng's birthday party means that he has successfully entered Song Zicheng's circle. He came to Song Zicheng's villa very early today to help organize the program.

When Song Zicheng saw Wu Yong, he just nodded and said hello, letting him be at will, but his eyes fell on the woman next to Wu Yong, but he was stunned. Isn’t the other party the woman he met just now who blushed?

Young Master Song, this is my wife Qin Lan, who works in a shoe and socks company. I took her here to see her today.Seeing Song Zicheng staring at the woman beside him, Wu Yong hurriedly pulled the woman and Song Zicheng to introduce her identity.

Unexpectedly, this woman turned out to be Wu Yong's wife.

Song Zicheng couldn't help but look at Qin Lan again. I wonder if it was because of drinking. At this moment, Qin Lan's face was rosy, a little more delicate than before, but her whole body still had the shy and timid smell.

Qin Lan also recognized that Song Zicheng was the man he had just asked for directions. Unexpectedly, he was the protagonist of tonight's birthday party. Seeing Song Zicheng looking at him with bright eyes, he avoided the other party's gaze with embarrassment. He did not breathe a sigh of relief until Song Zicheng left.

At the party, Song Zicheng stared at Qin Lan's figure all night. He didn't know what was wrong with him. In terms of appearance and figure, he had seen a lot of women who were better than Qin Lan, but when he saw Qin Lan snuggling next to Wu Yong with a affectionate look on his face, he felt an inexplicable jealousy in his heart.

Song Zicheng poured a sip of red wine, raised his hand and called the host to whisper a few times. The host glanced at Qin Lan in shock, then showed a knowing smile, and quickly left.

At the end of the party, the host smiled and called everyone together and said, "Our birthday boy said that we had a lot of fun today, so all the ladies who decided to be present can get the latest Huawei phone."

A burst of cheers suddenly sounded at the scene, and all the women showed surprise expressions on their faces. Qin Lan was no exception. You should know that a Huawei phone costs at least 5,000 yuan, and her monthly income is not enough to buy one.

Song Zicheng, who was observing coldly, was delighted. It seemed that Qin Lan was no different from other women. He was also vain. He was never afraid of women's material things, but was afraid that women were not vain.

Song Zicheng walked slowly to the stage and said gracefully that as today's birthday star, I still have a small wish, hoping to get the hug of a beautiful lady at the scene as a birthday wish for me, and in return, I will give this caring lady a mysterious gift.

The host said without a chance that I cannot unveil this mysterious gift yet, but I can reveal it to everyone that this mysterious gift is worth more than 30,000 yuan.

There was a burst of exclamation at the scene. Although everyone knew that Song Zicheng was generous, he was still shocked by his big money. You should know that the mobile phone I just gave out was worth more than 50,000 yuan. Suddenly, many ladies showed eager expressions and raised their hands to signal that they were willing to be the person who showed love.

The host smiled and introduced the rules. Don’t worry, do you see the big screen next to me? I will ask the camera to switch on every lady’s face. When our birthday boy shouts to stop, whoever appears on the screen will be the lucky one tonight.

Everyone immediately held their breath and stared at the screen, hoping that they could be selected, but when Song Zicheng called for a stop, Qin Lan's face suddenly appeared on the big screen.

The ladies who failed to choose all sighed and looked at Qin Lan with envious eyes. They could earn 30,000 yuan with just one hug, so where can they find such a thing?

Qin Lan showed an uneasy expression. She didn't expect she would be selected and looked at her husband hesitantly. Although she was also a little moved by the mysterious gift, she was already a married man after all, and she cared about Wu Yong's feelings very much.

Go Ah quickly, it’s 30,000 yuan, don’t let Young Master Song wait in a hurry.Wu Yong pushed Qin Lan without hesitation, looking a little anxious.

Qin Lan felt a little uncomfortable, but after hearing Wu Yong's words, she came to Song Zicheng shyly, but she could not convince herself to hug another man. Her body should only belong to her husband.

Song Zicheng looked at Qin Lan with a shy and nervous expression. He smelled the faint body fragrance on her body, and suddenly felt a strong impulse in his heart. He must get this woman, even if she already has something to do.

At all costs, seeing that Qin Lan did not move, he smiled slightly, reached out and made a soft hug, and leaned into Qin Lan's ear and whispered, "You are the most beautiful woman tonight, thank you for your blessing."

Qin Lan couldn't adapt to the blunt praise of Song Zicheng. Her husband never said such hot love words to her, but seeing Song Zicheng's gentlemanly actions and did not take the opportunity to take advantage of her, she felt relieved and developed a touch of affection for Song Zicheng.

The mysterious gift finally revealed its true face. It was a pure gold necklace inlaid with diamonds. Everyone took a breath of air conditioning. The host was definitely lying. This necklace was worth at least 50,000 yuan.

When Song Zicheng personally put this valuable necklace on Qin Lan's neck, everyone's eyes turned to Qin Lan, and Qin Lan, who was wearing the necklace, seemed to become dazzling and incomparable. At that moment, she was the goddess in the eyes of all men.

On the way home, Wu Yong said excitedly that this party was really not in vain. He got tens of thousands of dollars for nothing. He had known that Song Zicheng had a generous position, but he didn't expect that it was true.

Qin Lan listened to her husband's endless praise for Song Zicheng, and quietly touched the necklace on her neck with her hand. She still felt dizzy in her head. She was just an ordinary woman who guarded her husband's daily life. She had never seen the life of a rich man like this. A necklace worth tens of thousands of yuan was given to herself casually. Even if she didn't eat or drink for a year, she couldn't buy the necklace.

But when Qin Lan thought of Song Zicheng's hot eyes, she felt a little uneasy. Although the other party was very gentlemanly, Qin Lan felt that Song Zicheng had an intention to him based on the woman's intuition. She wanted to tell her husband to stay away from Song Zicheng, but when she looked at her husband's excited expression, she could not open her mouth and could only comfort herself. Maybe she was too concerned, how could Song Zicheng fall in love with him?

Qin Lan and Wu Yong returned to the house they rented. Wu Yong looked at the small living room and simple furniture and said enviously, it would be great if we could live in a big villa. By the way, you should take the necklace off quickly, so don’t get dirty with expensive things. I will take it to the jewelry store tomorrow to see how much money I can buy. Hehe, this is much better than going to work, and I can’t make so much money even if I work hard for a year.

Hearing her husband's words, Qin Lan obediently took off the necklace with body temperature from her neck and handed it to her husband who was waiting impatiently. She felt that she was not a vain woman, but when the necklace left her fingers, she felt a little reluctant and sad. After three years of marriage, Wu Yong had never bought herself a piece of jewelry that was cheapest.

But soon Qin Lan felt ashamed of her that she had such an idea. A necklace made her feel dissatisfied with her husband. Maybe she had not yet walked out of the feeling of starry sky like the moon just now. She clearly remembered that when she stood on the stage with her necklace, every man in the audience gave her a stunning look at her, and every woman looked at her with envy and jealousy.

But at that moment, Qin Lan suddenly had an idea in her mind that she had never had before. It turned out that women could still live like this, and that she could still live like this. It turned out that with money, happiness could be obtained so easily.

But this thought made her feel scared and even more frightened. How could she have such a ridiculous idea? It must be not herself.

To be honest, except for not making much money, Wu Yong did not have many problems and was considerate to himself, but he only valued money too much and was reluctant to spend money. However, he looked down on those who made money by strength. He always wanted to take shortcuts and get rich overnight. He would buy lottery tickets every day, but he never won. Of course, some people also asked Wu Yong to do pyramid schemes. Fortunately, Wu Yong was very self-aware and said that he couldn't endure the hardship and refused to go, otherwise Qin Lan really didn't know what to do.

Wu Yong held the diamond necklace under the fluorescent light and looked carefully. The small diamond emitted a strange and dazzling light under the light. It is hard to imagine that a small stone the size of a broad bean can become worth thousands of gold after countless processes, and is sought after and loved by thousands of women, and has become a symbol of love.

Seeing Qin Lan's eyes still staying on the necklace, Wu Yong thought his wife couldn't bear to leave the necklace, so he generously handed the necklace to Qin Lan and said, "Here, since you like it so much, I'll let you take it tonight. I'll take it away tomorrow, and you will never see you again, but be careful and don't break it. This is tens of thousands of Ah."

Qin Lan shook her head gently and said, forget it, let's put it away, I actually don't like wearing such things. The heavy neck is so tiring. I don't know what's good about it. It can be worth so much money. Also, you wear a mask when you go to the jewelry store tomorrow. Don't let others remember you. If Song Zicheng knows that you will sell the necklace he gave, what else will your friends do in the future?

Wu Yong woke up like a dream, nodded repeatedly, kissed Qin Lan on the face and said, "You are the wife, you are the one who thinks about it." Although Song Zicheng is arrogant, he is definitely good to his friends. Look, the tobacco and alcohol I bring back are given by Song Zicheng, and it is worth at least a few thousand yuan. By the way, I think Song Zicheng has a good impression of you. Could it be that he has fallen in love with you? Maybe I will rely on you to support you in the future.

Qin Lan's heart trembled, but her face was stern, and she said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about? I have never seen any woman. Can you fall in love with such vulgar fans as us? Besides, I am your wife after all, so are you willing to give me to someone else."

Wu Yong quickly apologized to his wife, but he still couldn't help laughing, as if he had said something funny. Of course, he wouldn't let Qin Lan go, and he never thought that Song Zicheng, who was used to countless beautiful women, could fall in love with his wife. In his opinion, although Qin Lan is not ugly, at best, at best, she is the level of a small family. She is definitely not a national beauty. Song Zicheng's taste is so scheming, not the kind that is more beautiful than the other. Song Zicheng will not take a look at her, so Wu Yong is very relieved.

Qin Lan took a shower, changed into a pajama that she had been wearing for several years, and came to the bedside of the bedroom. Seeing Wu Yong holding a necklace and admiring, she said in amazement, "This thing is really strange, the angles are different, the luster is different. No wonder this thing is so valuable. Not to mention you, I'm a little reluctant to sell it. Why don't we keep it for two days first."

You will wear it tomorrow and go to your factory to swim around, and you will be sure to envy those old women to death.

Qin Lan was a little moved when she heard her husband's words, but in the end she sighed slightly and said, "Forget it, you said I am just an ordinary worker, and I have to work at work. It's so eye-catching and inappropriate to wear it. If I lose it, I won't feel sorry for me."

Qin Lan works in a shoe and sock factory, responsible for checking the packaging quality of finished clothing products. She is not tired from work, but she has to stay in the workshop in the work clothes. Even if she wears gold and silver, no one will pay attention.

Wu Yong's job is much better. Unlike Qin Lan's worker status, Wu Yong has a public position at least. Although his unit is a very inconspicuous public institution, he still has a guaranteed salary for drought and flood, and he doesn't need to go to work every day. Wu Yong has a good relationship with the unit leaders and gives him some cigarettes and alcohol every now and then, the leader turns a blind eye to him.

Wu Yong thought about it, but in fact he said that, mainly because he suddenly remembered that he had never bought any decent jewelry for his wife. He felt a little guilty and guilty. Seeing that Qin Lan was not very interested, he shut up with tactful words. He thought that when he exchanged the necklace tomorrow, he would buy his wife a cheap necklace. He heard that there were fake diamond necklaces sold in the night market, which was almost exactly the same as the real one.

Qin Lan thought that today she might be the one who gained the most. In addition to getting a valuable mobile phone, she also unexpectedly received a diamond necklace. The source of all this was the man named Song Zicheng. She couldn't help but ask, how could Song Zicheng be so rich?

I saw that his birthday expenses were almost as good as the down payment we paid for buying a house.

Wu Yong's unit has provident fund. Last year, Wu Yong just used a provident fund loan to buy a small two-bedroom apartment of more than 70 square meters. The down payment was about 200,000 yuan. Not only did he spend all the savings of the two, he also borrowed a lot of money from the elderly on both sides. For a time, the two of them lived a lot of money.

So sometimes Qin Lan can understand her husband's stinginess and does not have much resentment in her heart. After all, compared with many poor households who have low subsistence allowances, her life is already pretty good.

Qin Lan told herself that people must know how to be content.

When Wu Yong heard his wife's question, he suddenly became energetic and began to introduce Song Zicheng's wealthy family background. Of course, he also mentioned Song Zicheng's romantic affairs, and his words were full of envy. In Wu Yong's opinion, Song Zicheng had no ability, he was just a good life and had a good father when he was born. If he had a father who was the chairman, he would definitely do better than Song Zicheng, and he would have to spend more money and pick up more girls. Of course, his wife was the best one.

From Wu Yong's introduction, Song Zicheng's clear image gradually appeared in Qin Lan's mind, a lustful and passionate rich second generation, who is arrogant and difficult to approach, but is very generous to his friends.

And he was also very gentlemanly. Thinking that Song Zicheng did not take advantage of him at the party, Qin Lan added another advantage to Song Zicheng in his heart.

Suddenly the sound in my ear disappeared. Qin Lan looked at her husband in confusion, but saw Wu Yong lifting his quilt and crawling in and laughing and saying, "Wife, it's getting late, should we go to bed too? Look, I haven't handed in my homework for several days, so I'll make up for it today."

Qin Lan's face turned slightly red because sometimes the two elderly people would come to live for a few days, and it was inconvenient to speak. She and Wu Yong made a secret code. When they thought about living with husband and wife, they said it was handing over homework. Looking at her husband's earnest gaze, Qin Lan had a hint of shyness on her face, but her hands began to unbutton her pajamas and said softly, remember to wear a condom later, it was not safe these days.

Of course I know, wife, come on.Wu Yong smiled and helped his wife take off her clothes, and soon took off Qin Lan naked, revealing the white and plump young woman's body.

The two firm and tender peaks stand upright, which is proportionally symmetrical and full of beauty. The light pink color is slightly erect and seductive. The flat side is inlaid with charming and small belly buttons, which makes Wu Yong's blood rush.

Wu Yong looked at his wife's snow-white body, swallowed greedily, and quickly took off all his clothes. Qin Lan lay naked on the bed, waiting for her husband's invasion shyly.

All the vivid curves appeared in front of Wu Yong. Wu Yong held his wife's breasts with both hands, whirling her palms with her tense breasts, kneading her crystal clear and flawless pair of pepper breasts, feeling that the tentacles were warm and soft, and they were indescribably comfortable.

The left hand climbed up the buds further and gently kneaded them. Although the beautiful pink had not been touched, it had already bulged.

Wu Yong held his wife's nipples in his mouth, lowered his head to suck, making noises, and sometimes bit his teeth lightly and licked the buds with his tongue.

Ah, my husband doesn’t want Ah, he’s so itchy.At this time, Qin Lan couldn't help but hum a little. It was obvious that the soft and itchy pleasure on her breasts made Qin Lan a little teased. Zhuang Ya's pretty face was flushed, and her breathing gradually became rapid. The white two pink buds on her upper breasts were congested and raised. No one knew that Qin Lan had already had a shameful reaction.

Wife, is it comfortable or not.Wu Yong's right hand was also busy at this time. He continued to wander and touch her firm thighs and round buttocks along Qin Lan's black and shiny hair, along her soft and smooth snow-white back, and kept wandering and gently caressing her, like a skilled old flower clutch, sliding into the ditch between her tender buttocks from time to time, carefully searching for his wife's most mysterious triangle area. Not long after, he touched a bunch of soft and slightly curved hair, and along the sexy hair Wu Yong began to caress his wife's delicate petals.

Husband, hate it, don't want it anymore.When Wu Yong's hand rubbed his wife's sensitive lower body, Qin Lan suddenly felt a sense of excitement and pleasure that he had never felt before. Two shy red clouds floated on her cheeks, and her eyes were rippling and rippling. She looked at her husband with a lot of desire. You must know that Qin Lan was a flower in the factory back then and was sought after by countless men. He tried his best to win his wife's heart. Every time he was fascinated by his wife's body. Although he was a little aesthetically exhausted after several years of marriage, he was still very excited.

Hearing the voice of his wife screaming full of joy and tenderness, Wu Yong carefully rubbed his wife's wet vagina, and his fingers were diligently wandering around the tight and wet vagina. Qin Lan hummed continuously and moaned continuously, and the gasps in her mouth became even more crazy unconsciously.

Qin Lan's vagina was constantly dug by her husband. Every time she was digging with her fingers, Qin Lan could feel some honey coming out of her vagina, which flowed along the inner thighs and the crotch to the bed. The sound of water was rhythmically cooperating with her husband's digging, teasing her desire again and again. Finally, she twisted unconsciously, like a resentful woman who had been away for a long time.

Husband, stop playing, come on quickly.Qin Lan's face was rosy and delicate, as if she had been unable to stop by her husband, and she looked at her husband resentfully.

OK, wife, I'm here now.Seeing his wife's seductive appearance, Wu Yong quickly smiled and rushed up, pressing Qin Lan to scream. His heavy body pressed on his wife's delicate and fair jade body. His lower body quickly aimed at Qin Lan's already wet vagina and inserted it into the hole. He hugged his wife's body, thrust hard, and at the same time he bent down and kissed his wife.

Ah, Ah, husband, be gentle.Qin Lan was gasping slightly by her husband's cock, making seductive moans, immersed in the joy of the couple's life, her two slender and round thighs were tightly wrapped around her husband's waist and hips.

When Wu Yong began to move back and forth, a strong sense of trembling attacked Qin Lan, pierced by the huge penis, and the inside was tightly filled. But that was only at the beginning, when the penis was traveling back and forth many times, it was penetrated by the hot and thick penis through the lower abdomen. The itchy, sour and numb feeling of pleasure made her urge to stand up, and waves of pleasure spread to her whole body, causing Qin Lan's long-suppressed primitiveness to be provoked.

Wife, wife, you are so beautiful, your little flesh hole is so strong.Wu Yong tried hard to sprint in Qin Lan's vagina. Qin Lan couldn't help but sway, straighten and contract. Finally, he lie up and leans on Wu Yong's chest. Wu Yong held Qin Lan's buttocks and continued, rubbing Qin Lan's breasts.

From this angle, Qin Lan could clearly see her soft and wet petals, as well as the penis that kept entering and leaving the inside of her vagina.

Seeing Wu Yong's penis inserted into his vagina with his own eyes, Qin Lan felt extremely shy, and the humming in her nose gradually turned into a cry of forgiving. At this time, in addition to the constant sniffling and sniffling sounds, there were also louder and louder calls from Qin Lan's mouth: Ah...No...Ah...is coming...husband...

Qin Lan's plump and lubricating jade body, twisted like candy, tightly pressing against Wu Yong's body. Now Qin Lan's mind only had desires, and she didn't care about any dignified and chaste image. Her long-lost charming and debauchery were caused to be out of control. At this time, her breasts were rubbed to pieces, and her pussy was sore, sweet, numb, and pain were gathered together. Her eyes were floating like silk, she screamed and breathed quickly.

Husband, Ah... is so fatal...I... feel so comfortable...Ah... I'm quicker... Use a little harder...

OK, wife, I'm here.Wu Yong exerted force as he said, and Qin Lan twisted her waist and swayed her hips and raised her to fight.

After a quarter of an hour, Qin Lan's vaginal fluid kept flowing, drop by drop onto the bed sheet.

Qin Lan hugged Wu Yong's neck tightly with both hands, and wrapped Wu Yong's sex enthusiastically. With a pair of shaking snow-white breasts, rubbed Wu Yong's strong chest. The willow waist swung rapidly left and right, and was so hungry that he lifted up and down. His snow-white legs were opened to the limit, and then he clamped Wu Yong's pink and plump buttocks, and quickly danced and rotated. In conjunction with Wu Yong's fierce offensive, all of them were just right.

When Wu Yong saw Qin Lan's charming and unrestrained appearance, he didn't look like his usual dignified and generous wife. He was extremely excited. He kissed her tempting red lips again, hugged her with both hands, took a deep breath, and then entered Qin Lan's charming flesh hole with force, vented his high desires, enjoyed Qin Lan's charming waves, appreciate Qin Lan's gorgeous and charming posture, endless and endless, and enjoyed.

Ah...husband...so comfortable...so beautiful...Ah...thank...and harder...thank...husband...ah...the liquid dripped from both of them not only contained the honey juice secreted by Qin Lan himself, but also the sweat spilled from having sex with them and the saliva dripping from the corners of their mouths. It not only soaked the lower body, but also flowed onto the bed sheets. Under the lights in the room, it shone in a strange place.

Suddenly, Qin Lan's snow-white and plump body leaned back on Wu Yong's body, her plump breasts trembled violently, her whole body twitched violently, her head kept shaking, and she cried in love: ...It feels so comfortable...I want...well, husband, I can't do it anymore.

After Qin Lan felt that her waist was not strong enough, she grabbed the pillow with both hands, lifted her entire buttocks to welcome her and thrust. Her delicate body was sweating and moaning: Husband... I don't have the strength anymore... I really can't stand it... Alas... I can't do it anymore...

Come on, wife, let’s change the position.Wu Yong was not satisfied yet. He smiled and turned her over and leaned on the bed, raised his wife's snow-white and fat pink buttocks high, held his big cock, and inserted it into the wet hole that opened and closed. This time it was full and ruthless, Qin Lan moaned.

Wu Yong stretched out his hands to squeeze her drooping big tits and two nipples.

Although Qin Lan had never tried such a shameful trick.

Wu Yong was thrusting hard and thrusting hard, coupled with the pleasure of kneading with both hands, this was the first time I had enjoyed this feeling. Especially Wu Yong's big cock touched her vagina again and again, and the hole was full of swelling by the thick cock. When he was thrusting and inserting, the tender flesh was bulging by the glans protruding from the big cock, which made it even more sour and itchy. It was really a mixture of flavors.

The excitement and excitement made Qin Lan's buttocks sway left and right, and stand upright, in line with Wu Yong's violent thrusting.

AhAhAh...husband...I can't do it anymore...Ah...I'm so beautiful...I'm so happy...I'm coming out again...Ah...I'm so beautiful...I'm so beautiful...

Qin Lan is now completely trapped in lust.

Wu Yong only felt that his wife's pussy was biting and sucking his big cock, and a stream of hot liquid like foam rushed out, making a large area of ​​wet on the bed sheet.

I will reach the peak, and in order to make her feel more enjoyable, I tried my best to rush.

The big cock grind her flower heart in her vagina, one left and one right, and shouted: Wife... Move Ah hard... I'm about to... I'm about to... I'm about to...

Qin Lan's waist and hips were twisting sore and weak. When he heard his scream, he hurriedly plucked up his strength and worked hard to move left and right, swaying as fast as a pole dance.

Wu Yong only felt that Qin Lan's vagina opened and closed faster, and bit and sucked tighter and tighter.

Oh...husband...I'm here again...

Wife, I'm coming.Wu Yong felt the layers of flesh around the penis spasm and twitching violently, as if he was about to squeeze him dry. He was once again stimulated by Qin Lan's hot liquid. He suddenly felt a sense of comfort, and a wave of pleasure that had never been seen before rushed straight into his forehead, itchy and numb, and a strong and hot rolling iron shot out, spraying into the depths of Qin Lan's vagina.

Wu Yong pressed on Qin Lan's body weakly, and his cock was shaking intermittently. Every time there was a burning liquid, which scattered in Qin Lan's vagina.

The impacts of Qin Lan again and again, the soul seemed to have been torn into countless pieces, blended into the hot sun, and there was no distinction between them: AhAhAh... I'm burning to death... Husband...

Both of them reached the satisfaction of sex and reached the peak of sex.

After passing the peak of pleasure, Qin Lan completely collapsed, her skin turned bright red like roses, and her warm and soft body was closely combined with Wu Yong. Her face was not retracted, and her closed eyes kept shaking.

Wife, you are so beautiful.Wu Yong looked down at Qin Lan in his arms, feeling infinite relief in his heart, and he was not in a hurry to pull out his penis. He gently kissed Qin Lan in his arms, and his hands crossed mountains and rivers on the soft white jade, kneading and caressing them all the time.

Qin Lan only felt a sense of pleasure that she had never experienced after marriage throughout her body. She did not feel the thinness of Wu Yong's big hands at all. She just lay quietly and softly in Wu Yong's arms, humming softly in her nose, and spring in the corner of her mouth, savoring the remaining pleasure just now.

Both of them felt tired and hugged each other and didn't talk. Even sex like this was rare for them. They were usually busy with work. When they got married, they had sex more frequently. They could do it two or three times a night, but gradually the number of times became less and less. Later, it turned out to be once a week.

Maybe both of them were stimulated tonight, so their sex life was much more exciting than usual, and Wu Yong's performance was much more courageous than usual. If he had surrendered in just a few minutes in the past period, but tonight it might be because he felt that his wife had earned face for him and got a mobile phone and necklace. He felt that his career was more and more true. Therefore, he deliberately wanted to please his wife, but it actually lasted for nearly fifteen minutes, which was considered to break his past sexual record.

After a while, Qin Lan said leisurely: Okay, husband, let’s take a shower and go to bed, and we will have to go to work tomorrow.As he said that, he got up and walked towards the bathroom. Seeing his wife's huge and round snow-white buttocks, Wu Yong felt another impulse in his heart. He turned over and got out of the bed and tiptoed into the bathroom. Soon, a burst of Qin Lan's cry sounded in the bathroom, and then a clatter of water flowing, covering everything.

At the same time, on the balcony on the second floor of Song Zicheng's private villa, Song Zicheng was wearing a silk pajama and staring at the lights of the Wanjia in the distance. Although he had taken two tablets of sleeping pills, he was still restless and anxious and could not fall asleep.

From the end of the party to now, there has been only a woman's figure in his mind, which is extremely rare for him. Although he indulged in love with him, the principle he has always believed in is to live in the flowers and not touch his body. He will never have true feelings for women, nor will he have sex with the same woman twice.

For example, the female employee of the group he played today, although he looked, figure and temperament were very good, and although he was reserved at the beginning, once Song Zicheng's big cock was inserted into his body, he became unable to extricate himself. In the end, he still surrendered to Song Zicheng's cock, and even expressed that he would follow Song Zicheng and become a reserved married woman and become a slut who can do his best.

But she didn't expect that Song Zicheng hated such a fickle woman the most, and she was not very interested in the women who came to her door. The other party's only advantage was the wife, but now the label of a wife is not that attractive. So maybe a young woman who seemed so attractive in others should have entered her harem without hesitation, but for Song Zicheng, it was just a dessert before meals. He would never have any relationship with the other party in the future. If that woman felt that she had sex with Song Zicheng, she could make some inappropriate demands on Song Zicheng in the future, which would be even more delusional. There were many women who did this, but none of them succeeded. Song Zicheng was not the kind of rich second-generation with a simple mind. He set principles as early as in college and would never let women lead the nose.

But now he found that he might have to break his promise. He was actually moved by a woman, but this woman is famous and has a master, and she is also his friend's wife.

Maybe this is God’s punishment for his indulgence in his life in the past few years.

But is Wu Yong considered his friend? Song Zicheng asked himself, no matter what Wu Yong thinks, at least he did not regard Wu Yong as his true friend in his heart. To be his friend, there must be a threshold. There is no doubt that Wu Yong is far from qualified at the moment.

Since he is not a friend, then turn him into his own friend. Song Zicheng made up his mind that he had never tried hard for a woman, but because of this, he would never allow himself to fail. He not only wanted to get Qin Lan, but also got Qin Lan openly.

Song Zicheng is determined to win Qin Lan, and what actions will he take if he is deeply thinking? Can Wu Yong see through Song Zicheng's wolfish ambitions and protect his marriage? More importantly, in the simple Qin Lan's heart, will her slight affection for Song Zicheng gradually transform into other emotions? All of this is unknown, and the final answer may be revealed tomorrow.

But for Song Zicheng, the answer is never important. Since he became an adult, what he wanted to do will be accomplished, and the woman he wanted to get must also get, because he is the unique Song Zicheng, and there has never been any difficulty to scare him. This time, it is no exception. It is just a woman. Maybe just like the woman he has had today, as long as he shows his energy slightly, the woman named Qin Lan will take the initiative to fall under his power halo.