After the door opened, a middle-aged couple came in, all wearing formal clothes and full of business style. The men looked approachable and the women still had charm.
The two people who returned to the Song family were Song's father and Song's mother. After they finished their company affairs, they remembered that they had not been home for a long time to see their two precious daughters, so they rushed home in turmoil all the way.
It happened that Fang Ling arrived at this time, so the welcoming banquet held for Fang Ling was also the welcoming banquet for Song’s father and Song’s mother to go home, so the banquet was also particularly rich.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, the Song sisters quickly got up to greet their parents, and Fang Ling hurriedly followed them out.
When the Song sisters saw their parents, they first took the briefcase and other things from them, and then greeted each other.
During this period, Fang Ling also politely greeted Song's father and Song's mother. Song's father and Song's mother also expressed their welcome to Fang Ling's arrival.
The welcome banquet has been prepared by the chefs hired by Aunt Lin, and several of them have taken the seat one after another.
Song's father was very happy about Fang Ling's arrival, and immediately took out the red wine he had collected for many years, and had to drink enough with Fang Ling without saying a word.
Fang's father and Song's father had a very good relationship. They were best friends when they were classmates, so Fang's father was relieved to hand Fang Ling over to Song's father.
Fang Ling can't drink, but Song's father couldn't refuse, and he couldn't refuse. He just drank with Song's father while having a meal and drinking, while talking about Fang's father.
Song's mother and Song's sisters were talking about clothes, jewelry and other things, as well as company matters and the learning situation of Song's sisters
Fang Ling has a good alcohol tolerance, but Song's father has been in the mall for many years, and his alcohol tolerance is far beyond Fang Ling's ability to compare with him.
Wine and drink, and when the spoons are raised and chopsticks fall, after drinking and eating, Fang Ling is unable to drink, and two flushings appear on his face, drunken
Seeing Fang Ling drunk, Song's father remembered the embarrassing incident of being drunk when he was classmates with Fang's father. He couldn't help but laugh happily and shared that story with everyone.
Seeing that Fang Ling's body was about to fall, Song Qinghua volunteered to suggest that she would help Fang Ling back to the room. Song's father and Song's mother agreed, but Song Qingyu looked at Song Qinghua with surprise, but she didn't say much.
Song Qinghua raised one of Fang Ling's arm and put it on his shoulder, helped Fang Ling up, and then found that Fang Ling was lighter, so she easily helped Fang Ling away.
At this time, what Fang Ling was emitting was not the unpleasant smell of alcohol produced by ordinary people after drinking, but a smell similar to the aroma of wine mixed with the fragrance of gardenia. Song Qinghua felt that the fragrance that Fang Ling was emitting at this time was very good. She couldn't help but put her head close to Fang Ling's shoulder and took a few deep breaths. This made Song Qinghua bit her lips and became a little distracted.
When he was helped to the aisle of the room on the second floor, where others could not see it, Song Qinghua had a sudden idea and picked Fang Ling up horizontally. Because Song Qinghua often exercised, Song Qinghua felt that Fang Ling was not heavy, and Fang Ling's center of gravity was unstable for a while. Her hands firmly surrounded Song Qinghua's snow-white neck, and her head was tightly leaning against her plump breasts, and she rubbed her gently.
Song Qinghua's blood was swelling at this time, holding such a wonderful person in his arms, a warm and soft touch was heard from his hands, and sucking Fang Ling's sweet body fragrance, almost unable to help but want to put him on the spot, but he was afraid that his family members would be suspicious, so he planned to send Fang Ling back to the room first.
Song Qinghua carried Fang Ling back to the room and gently placed Fang Ling on the bed. As soon as Fang Ling's body touched the bed, her hands holding Song Qinghua fell down like a force. Song Qinghua put Fang Ling's body in place, and she took a lot of money during this period.
After putting it down, Song Qinghua looked at Fang Ling's face, with two flushing glows on her face. It happened that Fang Ling's tightly closed lips were slightly opened and opened and closed at a very small scale. Her lips appeared to be closed but not closed, as if she felt the invasion of Song Qinghua.
Song Qinghua looked at Fang Ling's lips that seemed to be red because of drunkenness, slightly opened and closed, as if seducing her to taste the forbidden fruit.
Song Qinghua looked at Fang Ling's appearance and felt a little dry mouth and breathing rapidly. Her body trembled slightly. Song Qinghua first sat on Fang Ling's thigh, then put a jade hand into Fang Ling's clothes, and the other jade hand gently pinched Fang Ling's chin with her red lips. She leaned forward and kissed Fang Ling deeply. She pried open Fang Ling's teeth with her fragrant tongue, then drove straight in, ravaging Fang Ling's little tongue. Song Qinghua had no experience in kissing, and it was entirely up to her own wishes.
Song Qing's fragrant tongue first pressed Fang Ling's small tongue and swept it across. Then she slid from the side of the small tongue into the base of the tongue, gently lifted the small tongue to play with it, preventing Fang Ling's small tongue from being put down. Then she domineeringly pushed Fang Ling's small tongue from the left to the right, from the right to the left. Finally, Song Qing's fragrant tongue was teased Fang Ling's small tongue and entangled it together.
Song Qinghua tasted the aroma of wine from Fang Ling's tongue, which seemed to be mixed with a hint of sweetness, which made her unable to stop.
During this period, Fang Ling's little tongue seemed to be dissatisfied with the invaders. He tried to push out the bad thing that was messing around several times, but Song Qinghua increased the kiss and squirted hard on Fang Ling's little tongue. After a few failures, he was defeated and retreated repeatedly. Unexpectedly, Song Qinghua refused to let go and pursued the victory. He made another trick to train Fang Ling's little tongue to obey.
When Song Qing was kissing Fang Ling, her jade hands were not idle either. One of them played with Fang Ling's chin as if he was playing with precious cultural relics. The other jade hand reached into Fang Ling's clothes. First, he stroked Fang Ling's flat abdomen and felt the warm and smooth touch. Then he wandered up and stroked Fang Ling's chest. During the stroking process, he felt a small bulge. Then he started to play with his nipples, sometimes drawing circles around the nipples, sometimes pressing and lifting them repeatedly, sometimes fiddling around, sometimes rubbing and twisting slowly, and the two nipples were played in turn.
When Song Qinghua felt almost done, she stretched out her tongue from Fang Ling's mouth, then got up, and when the fitting lips separated, she also brought out a trace of lewd transparent silk thread. Then, after two jade hands wiped their abdomen and chin, she sat down to the bed and prepared to wear shoes to go downstairs.
After all the tricks, Song Qinghua clearly felt Fang Ling's breathing became more rapid, the opening and closing of his lips became larger, and a small tent was also supported below, and even the two red glows on his face became brighter.
I am really sensitive~ Not bad, I will charge a little interest first, and I will train you well to let you know the price of seducing me
After Song Qing finished painting Fang Ling's words, she realized that it had been delayed for some time, so she pulled Fang Ling's collar apart, buried her head in her shoulder, took a deep breath, and took her up the door and went downstairs.
The two people who returned to the Song family were Song's father and Song's mother. After they finished their company affairs, they remembered that they had not been home for a long time to see their two precious daughters, so they rushed home in turmoil all the way.
It happened that Fang Ling arrived at this time, so the welcoming banquet held for Fang Ling was also the welcoming banquet for Song’s father and Song’s mother to go home, so the banquet was also particularly rich.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, the Song sisters quickly got up to greet their parents, and Fang Ling hurriedly followed them out.
When the Song sisters saw their parents, they first took the briefcase and other things from them, and then greeted each other.
During this period, Fang Ling also politely greeted Song's father and Song's mother. Song's father and Song's mother also expressed their welcome to Fang Ling's arrival.
The welcome banquet has been prepared by the chefs hired by Aunt Lin, and several of them have taken the seat one after another.
Song's father was very happy about Fang Ling's arrival, and immediately took out the red wine he had collected for many years, and had to drink enough with Fang Ling without saying a word.
Fang's father and Song's father had a very good relationship. They were best friends when they were classmates, so Fang's father was relieved to hand Fang Ling over to Song's father.
Fang Ling can't drink, but Song's father couldn't refuse, and he couldn't refuse. He just drank with Song's father while having a meal and drinking, while talking about Fang's father.
Song's mother and Song's sisters were talking about clothes, jewelry and other things, as well as company matters and the learning situation of Song's sisters
Fang Ling has a good alcohol tolerance, but Song's father has been in the mall for many years, and his alcohol tolerance is far beyond Fang Ling's ability to compare with him.
Wine and drink, and when the spoons are raised and chopsticks fall, after drinking and eating, Fang Ling is unable to drink, and two flushings appear on his face, drunken
Seeing Fang Ling drunk, Song's father remembered the embarrassing incident of being drunk when he was classmates with Fang's father. He couldn't help but laugh happily and shared that story with everyone.
Seeing that Fang Ling's body was about to fall, Song Qinghua volunteered to suggest that she would help Fang Ling back to the room. Song's father and Song's mother agreed, but Song Qingyu looked at Song Qinghua with surprise, but she didn't say much.
Song Qinghua raised one of Fang Ling's arm and put it on his shoulder, helped Fang Ling up, and then found that Fang Ling was lighter, so she easily helped Fang Ling away.
At this time, what Fang Ling was emitting was not the unpleasant smell of alcohol produced by ordinary people after drinking, but a smell similar to the aroma of wine mixed with the fragrance of gardenia. Song Qinghua felt that the fragrance that Fang Ling was emitting at this time was very good. She couldn't help but put her head close to Fang Ling's shoulder and took a few deep breaths. This made Song Qinghua bit her lips and became a little distracted.
When he was helped to the aisle of the room on the second floor, where others could not see it, Song Qinghua had a sudden idea and picked Fang Ling up horizontally. Because Song Qinghua often exercised, Song Qinghua felt that Fang Ling was not heavy, and Fang Ling's center of gravity was unstable for a while. Her hands firmly surrounded Song Qinghua's snow-white neck, and her head was tightly leaning against her plump breasts, and she rubbed her gently.
Song Qinghua's blood was swelling at this time, holding such a wonderful person in his arms, a warm and soft touch was heard from his hands, and sucking Fang Ling's sweet body fragrance, almost unable to help but want to put him on the spot, but he was afraid that his family members would be suspicious, so he planned to send Fang Ling back to the room first.
Song Qinghua carried Fang Ling back to the room and gently placed Fang Ling on the bed. As soon as Fang Ling's body touched the bed, her hands holding Song Qinghua fell down like a force. Song Qinghua put Fang Ling's body in place, and she took a lot of money during this period.
After putting it down, Song Qinghua looked at Fang Ling's face, with two flushing glows on her face. It happened that Fang Ling's tightly closed lips were slightly opened and opened and closed at a very small scale. Her lips appeared to be closed but not closed, as if she felt the invasion of Song Qinghua.
Song Qinghua looked at Fang Ling's lips that seemed to be red because of drunkenness, slightly opened and closed, as if seducing her to taste the forbidden fruit.
Song Qinghua looked at Fang Ling's appearance and felt a little dry mouth and breathing rapidly. Her body trembled slightly. Song Qinghua first sat on Fang Ling's thigh, then put a jade hand into Fang Ling's clothes, and the other jade hand gently pinched Fang Ling's chin with her red lips. She leaned forward and kissed Fang Ling deeply. She pried open Fang Ling's teeth with her fragrant tongue, then drove straight in, ravaging Fang Ling's little tongue. Song Qinghua had no experience in kissing, and it was entirely up to her own wishes.
Song Qing's fragrant tongue first pressed Fang Ling's small tongue and swept it across. Then she slid from the side of the small tongue into the base of the tongue, gently lifted the small tongue to play with it, preventing Fang Ling's small tongue from being put down. Then she domineeringly pushed Fang Ling's small tongue from the left to the right, from the right to the left. Finally, Song Qing's fragrant tongue was teased Fang Ling's small tongue and entangled it together.
Song Qinghua tasted the aroma of wine from Fang Ling's tongue, which seemed to be mixed with a hint of sweetness, which made her unable to stop.
During this period, Fang Ling's little tongue seemed to be dissatisfied with the invaders. He tried to push out the bad thing that was messing around several times, but Song Qinghua increased the kiss and squirted hard on Fang Ling's little tongue. After a few failures, he was defeated and retreated repeatedly. Unexpectedly, Song Qinghua refused to let go and pursued the victory. He made another trick to train Fang Ling's little tongue to obey.
When Song Qing was kissing Fang Ling, her jade hands were not idle either. One of them played with Fang Ling's chin as if he was playing with precious cultural relics. The other jade hand reached into Fang Ling's clothes. First, he stroked Fang Ling's flat abdomen and felt the warm and smooth touch. Then he wandered up and stroked Fang Ling's chest. During the stroking process, he felt a small bulge. Then he started to play with his nipples, sometimes drawing circles around the nipples, sometimes pressing and lifting them repeatedly, sometimes fiddling around, sometimes rubbing and twisting slowly, and the two nipples were played in turn.
When Song Qinghua felt almost done, she stretched out her tongue from Fang Ling's mouth, then got up, and when the fitting lips separated, she also brought out a trace of lewd transparent silk thread. Then, after two jade hands wiped their abdomen and chin, she sat down to the bed and prepared to wear shoes to go downstairs.
After all the tricks, Song Qinghua clearly felt Fang Ling's breathing became more rapid, the opening and closing of his lips became larger, and a small tent was also supported below, and even the two red glows on his face became brighter.
I am really sensitive~ Not bad, I will charge a little interest first, and I will train you well to let you know the price of seducing me
After Song Qing finished painting Fang Ling's words, she realized that it had been delayed for some time, so she pulled Fang Ling's collar apart, buried her head in her shoulder, took a deep breath, and took her up the door and went downstairs.
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