Before the cup of hot cocoa that Qiao Qiao ordered was finished, Song Qiyan arrived.
He always likes to drive that light gray car, which appears and extends from the corner of the road like a smooth moving dove-gray lightning. It's strange that lightning can be described as "stable". But every time Song Qiyan drives, he always jumps into Qiao Qiao's mind.
Qiao Qiao jumped out of her seat, shaking her arms exaggeratedly through the colorful glass of the coffee shop, trying to attract the other party's attention. The light gray car slowly stopped at the door of the coffee shop, and the man rolled down the window in the cab and signaled Qiao Qiao to come out.
Qiao Qiao ran out happily.
Of course, a second before leaving the cafe gate, she reservedly looked at the floor-to-ceiling mirror placed in the store, and then found that her necklace today seemed a little silly, so she hurriedly took it off and stuffed it into her bag.
Song Qiyan wore a pair of brown sunglasses and placed his hand on the car window. The soft side of the outline was faintly bathed in the gilded sunset, which made Qiao Qiao's heart jump.
Have you waited for a long time?
Song Qiyan waited for Qiao Qiao to close the car door before starting the car. He turned his head slightly to look at Qiao Qiao. His narrow eyes hidden behind the lens looked particularly affectionate. Today, the branch held a temporary meeting.
No, no!Qiao Qiao quickly clarified that I haven’t finished drinking a cup of hot cocoa yet. Director Song is busy with work, so I have nothing to do.
Um.He responded, stopped talking, and drove with concentration.
I don’t know what kind of spices are smelling in the car, and a layer of cold fragrance floats on the tip of Qiao Qiao’s nose, as if the frost falling from the top of the mountain that has been covered with snow all year round, slightly irritating people’s nerves.
...Where are we going?After holding it in for a while, Qiao Qiao couldn't help but speak because she found that it was in the opposite direction to her small apartment, and it didn't seem like she was going to the branch.
My home.Song Qiyan spit out the bombshell without looking sideways.
Actually, it’s not a very important thing. Director Song!Qiao Qiao was so scared that she waved her hand quickly. She didn't have to hurry to make a reservation today, and I didn't think much about it myself.
Think about it again after you go.
Then... let's find a place to eat first!
Go to my house to eat.
How can I be so embarrassed!Besides, it's too late to prepare now...
I ordered takeaway.
Qiao Qiao lost completely.
She couldn't say a word, and suddenly turned red three seconds later. Qiao Qiao carefully covered her hot cheeks with her hand, leaned her back tightly on the chair, and pretended to be nothing, but she was already happy that small flowers bloomed one after another, which was the color of Song Qiyan's lips, and the light red like gouache.
Qiao Qiao thought to myself, I am so boring.
But it's not her fault. She has been following Song Qiyan for two years. Although Song Qiyan is not a few years older than her, Qiao Qiao really admires the person in charge from the bottom of her heart. Song Qiyan works seriously and rigorously, and is also particularly creative. She has the power to turn the script into magic. Although he always takes action even more when he really feels the plot is boring.
The dramas that Qiao Qiao is more famous have been modified by Song Qiyan himself. He will tirelessly tell Qiao Qiao how to express certain places in body language. The tiny details and actions sometimes make Qiao Qiao feel that Song Qiyan is a real actor because he seems so experienced.
What are you thinking?Is the car very hot?Song Qiyan swept Qiao Qiao with his eyes wide open. Seeing that she kept her face holding her hands, she kept her hands moving, so she reached out to turn on the air conditioner.
No... Qiao Qiao woke up and quickly put down his hand. Is Song Dao's house far away from here?
This is where it is.
When Qiao Qiao heard this, she looked out the window and saw that the surrounding scenery had changed a lot. The prosperity of the city center was completely invisible. Instead, it was replaced by the large-scale green forest scenery. The black asphalt roads became more neat and beautiful. In front of the road, you can start to see the outline of a high-end community being eaten by the shadow of trees.
Is this Director Song’s home?
Sit.After the door opened, the man took off his coat and hung it on the hanger. He loosened his tie and signaled Qiao Qiao to sit on the sofa. The takeaway will come later. I need you to be hungry.
Qiao Qiao's attention was already attracted by the power Zhong ornaments placed on the table. Song Qiyan's home did not have the elite light luxury style that Qiao Qiao expected, but was filled with simplicity and neatness that was exactly the same as his own. Although the tones of the whole house seemed a little cold, the green plants and ornamental fish tanks placed everywhere in the room added a lot of vitality to this cold tone.
Um?Qiao Qiao raised her head, but she didn't hear it clearly.
Song Qiyan had already taken off his tie. He now began to take off the cufflinks of his French shirt. Two Tanzanites were rotated at his fingertips, and when the light shone, it showed a thick blue light.
You take off your clothes.He put the cufflinks on the table casually and summarized them concisely.
What is this going on?Qiao Qiao felt a drop of sweat start to flow down his forehead. Could it be that the unspoken rule he had been looking forward to was finally coming?
What are you doing when you stand there?Song Qiyan stopped, how can I evaluate you if I don’t take off my clothes?
Qiao Qiao stood up from the sofa awkwardly, feeling that he was so dirty.
Although Song Qiyan had seen her naked body up and down inside and out, Qiao Qiao still felt a little embarrassed to take off herself in front of him. When she finally threw away her last little panties, Song Qiyan had already sat on the single sofa next to her and looked in a flash.
He went back to the room and changed into a home clothes. The light gray set was also a very ordinary style. He looked very aura when he wore it like this, especially the sitting position of one leg on the other, which made Qiao Qiao feel that his skin exposed to the air began to turn red uncontrollably. She embarrassedly used her arms to barely cover the two small nipples on her chest.
Take it off with your hand and come to my side.The man issued orders calmly.
Qiao Qiao had to put his hand down and walked over slowly. She despised her pretentious appearance in her heart. She had seen Song Qiyan even more overwhelmed. Now she is just taking off her naked body, and she is so shy here.
A fine carpet was laid on the ground of Song Qiyan's house, and Qiao Qiao walked barefoot on it, slight warmth crawling up along the soles of her feet.
The waist is very thin.Song Qiyan reached out and slowly touched Qiao Qiao's waist. It seemed that his hand had a thin calluse between his knuckles because he used his pen all year round, and it could only be felt when he tried hard.
The hips are full, too.
Song Qiyan's hand slowly slid down and touched Qiao Qiao's butt along the curve of his lumbar spine. Qiao Qiao couldn't help but straighten his body, and the small area that Song Qiyan touched became hot as if it was on fire.
Day Ah, I just touched it...
Well... her breasts were a little small... The other hand that had been on the armrest of the sofa finally returned to Qiao Qiao's small breasts on her chest. Qiao Qiao trembled and her legs were almost weak. Song Qiyan reached out and gently sucked Qiao Qiao into his arms without any trouble. Qiao Qiao, who had fallen to the man's leg, could not stand up, but her chest was rubbed hard by Song Qiyan's palm.
Um... Qiao Qiao bit her lips and hummed.
I really want to be AhAhAh!, the softness is OK.After kneading, Song Qiyan said to himself, just don’t know how the taste is.
Qiao Qiao's scalp exploded, but before she could struggle to resist, Song Qiyan lowered her head naturally and took Qiao Qiao's small nipples that were already trembling in the air.
Song, Song Director!
Qiao Qiao's voice changed. She lowered her head and saw Song Qiyan's soft light brown hair sweeping around her chest. The man first sucked a big mouthful, then licked it gently like playing. The nipples stained with saliva were exposed to the air and it was rubbed by the man's slightly rough tongue coating. The vagina under Qiao Qiao was so soft that it spit out a packet of honey with a 'gudong' sound.
Qiao Qiao bit her lower lip, and she clamped her legs tightly, trying not to let Song Qiyan discover it.
Very good taste.Song Qiyan finally let go of his small nipples. While slowly rubbing the one on the left with his fingers, he commented without hesitation. However, his breasts are too small, and you will not develop again. I guess you can't walk the sexy path.
Don’t, don’t analyze the route. Director Song, can’t we make a good start...
Although Qiao Qiao had already cooked rice with Song Qiyan with the right time and place, in reality, Song Qiyan was her immediate boss and person in charge, and Qiao Qiao had never seen him kick out the female artist who had broken the contract with him, so even if Qiao Qiao's inner scenes are rich, she would not dare to make a real rash.
Spread your legs, Qiao Qiao, I want to look inside.Song Qiyan patted Qiao Qiao's tight legs and signaled her to separate her so that she could see clearly.
But can't you hide it if you separate your legs...
Qiao Qiao was in tears. This was really the most shameful thing in life, but it was impossible to distinguish it. Besides, Qiao Qiao was a little unable to hold it... After all, how could that little dam be able to do when the mountain torrent broke out...
Sure enough, the legs had just reached thirty degrees, and a drop of thick mucus had fallen onto the soft carpet without anyone else in Song Qiyan's sincere gaze.
Qiao Qiao was nervous, her body shook, and she didn't hold her back and dripped several times on the carpet.
Song Qiyan stared at the exposed tight little flower hole with a burning gaze. The secreted juice had dyed the sparse hair brightly, like sparse grass covered with dewdrops in the morning.
He suddenly looked up and smiled at Qiao Qiao: Usually I stop after checking here, after all, it is just the visual industry.
Song Qiyan finally stood up from the single sofa. He began to carefully roll his cuffs and patiently put his home clothes in obediently. Qiao Qiao could not see his lower body, but his instinctive feeling was a little dangerous.
The man finally turned his gaze to Qiao Qiao, and then moved his left cheek, as if he was licking his back teeth. Qiao Qiao had clearly received the signal that "the big thing is not good". She didn't care about the vivid and realistic inner scenes before, and she turned over and wanted to run away.
Shh... Song Qiyan accurately pinched Qiao Qiao's ankle bone and dragged her back into his arms, as gentler than before.
Qiao Qiao's small flower hole was still flowing with juice. After being dragged by Song Qiyan, a clear water stain was left on the glass table.
Director Song!
Qiao Qiao screamed, and the man's completely erect cock pressed tightly against Qiao Qiao's little flower hole through the home clothes. The little flower hole was excited and spitting honey, so that the piece of cloth was wet.
sorry.Song Qiyan lowered his head and gently kissed Qiao Qiao's neck, and explained sincerely, I want to try it myself this time.
He always likes to drive that light gray car, which appears and extends from the corner of the road like a smooth moving dove-gray lightning. It's strange that lightning can be described as "stable". But every time Song Qiyan drives, he always jumps into Qiao Qiao's mind.
Qiao Qiao jumped out of her seat, shaking her arms exaggeratedly through the colorful glass of the coffee shop, trying to attract the other party's attention. The light gray car slowly stopped at the door of the coffee shop, and the man rolled down the window in the cab and signaled Qiao Qiao to come out.
Qiao Qiao ran out happily.
Of course, a second before leaving the cafe gate, she reservedly looked at the floor-to-ceiling mirror placed in the store, and then found that her necklace today seemed a little silly, so she hurriedly took it off and stuffed it into her bag.
Song Qiyan wore a pair of brown sunglasses and placed his hand on the car window. The soft side of the outline was faintly bathed in the gilded sunset, which made Qiao Qiao's heart jump.
Have you waited for a long time?
Song Qiyan waited for Qiao Qiao to close the car door before starting the car. He turned his head slightly to look at Qiao Qiao. His narrow eyes hidden behind the lens looked particularly affectionate. Today, the branch held a temporary meeting.
No, no!Qiao Qiao quickly clarified that I haven’t finished drinking a cup of hot cocoa yet. Director Song is busy with work, so I have nothing to do.
Um.He responded, stopped talking, and drove with concentration.
I don’t know what kind of spices are smelling in the car, and a layer of cold fragrance floats on the tip of Qiao Qiao’s nose, as if the frost falling from the top of the mountain that has been covered with snow all year round, slightly irritating people’s nerves.
...Where are we going?After holding it in for a while, Qiao Qiao couldn't help but speak because she found that it was in the opposite direction to her small apartment, and it didn't seem like she was going to the branch.
My home.Song Qiyan spit out the bombshell without looking sideways.
Actually, it’s not a very important thing. Director Song!Qiao Qiao was so scared that she waved her hand quickly. She didn't have to hurry to make a reservation today, and I didn't think much about it myself.
Think about it again after you go.
Then... let's find a place to eat first!
Go to my house to eat.
How can I be so embarrassed!Besides, it's too late to prepare now...
I ordered takeaway.
Qiao Qiao lost completely.
She couldn't say a word, and suddenly turned red three seconds later. Qiao Qiao carefully covered her hot cheeks with her hand, leaned her back tightly on the chair, and pretended to be nothing, but she was already happy that small flowers bloomed one after another, which was the color of Song Qiyan's lips, and the light red like gouache.
Qiao Qiao thought to myself, I am so boring.
But it's not her fault. She has been following Song Qiyan for two years. Although Song Qiyan is not a few years older than her, Qiao Qiao really admires the person in charge from the bottom of her heart. Song Qiyan works seriously and rigorously, and is also particularly creative. She has the power to turn the script into magic. Although he always takes action even more when he really feels the plot is boring.
The dramas that Qiao Qiao is more famous have been modified by Song Qiyan himself. He will tirelessly tell Qiao Qiao how to express certain places in body language. The tiny details and actions sometimes make Qiao Qiao feel that Song Qiyan is a real actor because he seems so experienced.
What are you thinking?Is the car very hot?Song Qiyan swept Qiao Qiao with his eyes wide open. Seeing that she kept her face holding her hands, she kept her hands moving, so she reached out to turn on the air conditioner.
No... Qiao Qiao woke up and quickly put down his hand. Is Song Dao's house far away from here?
This is where it is.
When Qiao Qiao heard this, she looked out the window and saw that the surrounding scenery had changed a lot. The prosperity of the city center was completely invisible. Instead, it was replaced by the large-scale green forest scenery. The black asphalt roads became more neat and beautiful. In front of the road, you can start to see the outline of a high-end community being eaten by the shadow of trees.
Is this Director Song’s home?
Sit.After the door opened, the man took off his coat and hung it on the hanger. He loosened his tie and signaled Qiao Qiao to sit on the sofa. The takeaway will come later. I need you to be hungry.
Qiao Qiao's attention was already attracted by the power Zhong ornaments placed on the table. Song Qiyan's home did not have the elite light luxury style that Qiao Qiao expected, but was filled with simplicity and neatness that was exactly the same as his own. Although the tones of the whole house seemed a little cold, the green plants and ornamental fish tanks placed everywhere in the room added a lot of vitality to this cold tone.
Um?Qiao Qiao raised her head, but she didn't hear it clearly.
Song Qiyan had already taken off his tie. He now began to take off the cufflinks of his French shirt. Two Tanzanites were rotated at his fingertips, and when the light shone, it showed a thick blue light.
You take off your clothes.He put the cufflinks on the table casually and summarized them concisely.
What is this going on?Qiao Qiao felt a drop of sweat start to flow down his forehead. Could it be that the unspoken rule he had been looking forward to was finally coming?
What are you doing when you stand there?Song Qiyan stopped, how can I evaluate you if I don’t take off my clothes?
Qiao Qiao stood up from the sofa awkwardly, feeling that he was so dirty.
Although Song Qiyan had seen her naked body up and down inside and out, Qiao Qiao still felt a little embarrassed to take off herself in front of him. When she finally threw away her last little panties, Song Qiyan had already sat on the single sofa next to her and looked in a flash.
He went back to the room and changed into a home clothes. The light gray set was also a very ordinary style. He looked very aura when he wore it like this, especially the sitting position of one leg on the other, which made Qiao Qiao feel that his skin exposed to the air began to turn red uncontrollably. She embarrassedly used her arms to barely cover the two small nipples on her chest.
Take it off with your hand and come to my side.The man issued orders calmly.
Qiao Qiao had to put his hand down and walked over slowly. She despised her pretentious appearance in her heart. She had seen Song Qiyan even more overwhelmed. Now she is just taking off her naked body, and she is so shy here.
A fine carpet was laid on the ground of Song Qiyan's house, and Qiao Qiao walked barefoot on it, slight warmth crawling up along the soles of her feet.
The waist is very thin.Song Qiyan reached out and slowly touched Qiao Qiao's waist. It seemed that his hand had a thin calluse between his knuckles because he used his pen all year round, and it could only be felt when he tried hard.
The hips are full, too.
Song Qiyan's hand slowly slid down and touched Qiao Qiao's butt along the curve of his lumbar spine. Qiao Qiao couldn't help but straighten his body, and the small area that Song Qiyan touched became hot as if it was on fire.
Day Ah, I just touched it...
Well... her breasts were a little small... The other hand that had been on the armrest of the sofa finally returned to Qiao Qiao's small breasts on her chest. Qiao Qiao trembled and her legs were almost weak. Song Qiyan reached out and gently sucked Qiao Qiao into his arms without any trouble. Qiao Qiao, who had fallen to the man's leg, could not stand up, but her chest was rubbed hard by Song Qiyan's palm.
Um... Qiao Qiao bit her lips and hummed.
I really want to be AhAhAh!, the softness is OK.After kneading, Song Qiyan said to himself, just don’t know how the taste is.
Qiao Qiao's scalp exploded, but before she could struggle to resist, Song Qiyan lowered her head naturally and took Qiao Qiao's small nipples that were already trembling in the air.
Song, Song Director!
Qiao Qiao's voice changed. She lowered her head and saw Song Qiyan's soft light brown hair sweeping around her chest. The man first sucked a big mouthful, then licked it gently like playing. The nipples stained with saliva were exposed to the air and it was rubbed by the man's slightly rough tongue coating. The vagina under Qiao Qiao was so soft that it spit out a packet of honey with a 'gudong' sound.
Qiao Qiao bit her lower lip, and she clamped her legs tightly, trying not to let Song Qiyan discover it.
Very good taste.Song Qiyan finally let go of his small nipples. While slowly rubbing the one on the left with his fingers, he commented without hesitation. However, his breasts are too small, and you will not develop again. I guess you can't walk the sexy path.
Don’t, don’t analyze the route. Director Song, can’t we make a good start...
Although Qiao Qiao had already cooked rice with Song Qiyan with the right time and place, in reality, Song Qiyan was her immediate boss and person in charge, and Qiao Qiao had never seen him kick out the female artist who had broken the contract with him, so even if Qiao Qiao's inner scenes are rich, she would not dare to make a real rash.
Spread your legs, Qiao Qiao, I want to look inside.Song Qiyan patted Qiao Qiao's tight legs and signaled her to separate her so that she could see clearly.
But can't you hide it if you separate your legs...
Qiao Qiao was in tears. This was really the most shameful thing in life, but it was impossible to distinguish it. Besides, Qiao Qiao was a little unable to hold it... After all, how could that little dam be able to do when the mountain torrent broke out...
Sure enough, the legs had just reached thirty degrees, and a drop of thick mucus had fallen onto the soft carpet without anyone else in Song Qiyan's sincere gaze.
Qiao Qiao was nervous, her body shook, and she didn't hold her back and dripped several times on the carpet.
Song Qiyan stared at the exposed tight little flower hole with a burning gaze. The secreted juice had dyed the sparse hair brightly, like sparse grass covered with dewdrops in the morning.
He suddenly looked up and smiled at Qiao Qiao: Usually I stop after checking here, after all, it is just the visual industry.
Song Qiyan finally stood up from the single sofa. He began to carefully roll his cuffs and patiently put his home clothes in obediently. Qiao Qiao could not see his lower body, but his instinctive feeling was a little dangerous.
The man finally turned his gaze to Qiao Qiao, and then moved his left cheek, as if he was licking his back teeth. Qiao Qiao had clearly received the signal that "the big thing is not good". She didn't care about the vivid and realistic inner scenes before, and she turned over and wanted to run away.
Shh... Song Qiyan accurately pinched Qiao Qiao's ankle bone and dragged her back into his arms, as gentler than before.
Qiao Qiao's small flower hole was still flowing with juice. After being dragged by Song Qiyan, a clear water stain was left on the glass table.
Director Song!
Qiao Qiao screamed, and the man's completely erect cock pressed tightly against Qiao Qiao's little flower hole through the home clothes. The little flower hole was excited and spitting honey, so that the piece of cloth was wet.
sorry.Song Qiyan lowered his head and gently kissed Qiao Qiao's neck, and explained sincerely, I want to try it myself this time.
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