027 “AV Shooting Guide” Chapter 26

26: Caught on the couch scene

Qiao Qiao’s feelings for Song Qiyan have always been quite subtle.

She doesn’t deny that she likes Song Qiyan, why wouldn’t she?Song Qiyan is good-looking, has a nice voice, is very aura, and is very rigorous and conscientious in his work.Although sometimes a little cold and harsh, she is still fatal to a girl of Qiao Qiao’s age.

When she was working in the branch, Qiao Qiao had a crush on Song Qiyan for a while, and later – later she found that she seemed to be no different from other female artists in Song Qiyan’s eyes. What Song Qiyan did to her seemed to be something he could do to others, so Qiao Qiao got angry and forced herself not to fall further.

When it comes to his outlook on love, Qiao Qiao is quite a bit like “I’d rather be in pieces than in ruins”. If the person he likes can’t treat him wholeheartedly, then Qiao Qiao won’t want the good thing about intermittent charity.

“I’d better hide outside and say that I went out to eat with friends.” Qiao Qiao looked at the clock that was about to point to five o’clock worriedly, “I’ll go out and walk around for an hour or two and then come back.”

As soon as she finished talking to herself, she suddenly thought of something and retorted to herself: “Why? I don’t owe him anything. Besides, this is my home now. If I don’t go out, can he still kidnap me?”

Qiao Qiao educated himself sincerely: “Qiao Qiao, you can’t always panic before others do anything to you. Wouldn’t this make others’ ambitions destroy your own prestige?”

She made up her mind and mentally drafted a powerful rejection speech that Song Qiyan would use when he called her. For the next twenty minutes, she kept beautifying and perfecting it in her mind, so that when the phone rang, she could use this impeccable rhetoric to give her enemy a head-on blow.

“Ring–ring–”

As soon as Qiao Qiao picked up the phone, he was suddenly discouraged before his finger reached the answer button.

“No… I’d better pretend that I’m not at home…” Qiao Qiao carefully put the phone back to its original place without even changing the angle, as if this could hide the fact that he had picked up the phone. “Well, I went out to eat and didn’t bring my phone with me, that’s all.”

The bell rang dutifully for a long time and then ended abruptly.

There was a knock on the door.

“Oh my god…he actually knocked on the door…” Qiao Qiao was so anxious that he suddenly realized what he was doing, “Why am I so anxious? I can just keep pretending that I’m not at home. I won’t really break in, right?”

The door made a ‘didi’ sound of successful password verification, followed by a ‘click’, and the door slowly opened. Qiao Qiao stared at Song Qiyan who was standing at the door in stunned silence. Song Qiyan was still wearing a straight suit because he had just gotten off work. He shook the phone in his hand at Qiao Qiao and sneered: “Not at home? Huh?”

“Actually -” Qiao Qiao was lying on the sofa trying to make his expression look sincere, “I just came out of the bathroom and was about to open the door for you.”

“Oh, good, let me check if you lied.” Song Qiyan strode in and unbuttoned his suit jacket with one hand. He threw the phone aside and reached out to grab Qiao Qiao. Qiao Qiao was so frightened that she ran to the other end of the sofa on her hands and knees, but it was obviously useless. She was caught easily by Song Qiyan.

“Ah – put me down!” Qiao Qiao was picked up from the sofa by Song Qiyan. She kicked and beat her hard, but to no avail.

“Give you the right to choose.” Song Qiyan smiled very gently, “Here, or my place.”

“You, you, you broke into a private house without permission!” Qiao Qiao scratched his neck to express his disobedience, “Abuse of power! I want to report you!”

“Here, or my place?”

“…” Qiao Qiao rested his head on Song Qiyan’s chest and murmured in a low voice, “Then it’s up to you… Anyway, the result is the same…”

“Yes.” Song Qiyan kissed Qiao Qiao’s cheek gently, “The right choice.”

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“Stop, stop, stop, I want to drink water first!”

Qiao Qiao was placed on the sofa by Song Qiyan. He obediently stepped away and poured Qiao Qiao a glass of water.

“Wow.” Qiao Qiao took it flattered, “Then if I say I want to go back now, will you let me go?”

“It’s a pity.” Song Qiyan took off his suit jacket and hung it on the hanger, “One chance, the glass of water you just had has been used.”

“…” Qiao Qiao felt regretful.

“Come here.” Song Qiyan pulled down his tie. He sat on the other end of the sofa and patted the seat next to him. Qiao Qiao reluctantly moved over holding the water glass.

Song Qiyan’s strong arms lifted Qiao Qiao onto his lap.

Although the man has been engaged in a management career, he has not neglected to exercise because of this. Qiao Qiao can feel Song Qiyan’s strong thigh muscles and muscles through the thin nightgown and suit pants. They are trembling slightly with excitement, indicating that the master is completely ‘interested’.

But Song Qiyan was not in a hurry. He had the best patience at this time among all the men Qiao Qiao had seen. He knew very clearly when to lay out the napkin, when to pick up the knife and fork, and when to actually put the salt-baked lamb chops into his mouth. He executed his meal plan in accordance with this set of standards with perfect self-control, striving to get a suitable dinner that would leave the most fragrance on his teeth and cheeks.

Qiao Qiao was still holding the cup and drinking water, but her nightgown had been completely lifted up by the man. Song Qiyan’s hands slowly moved up her ribs, but he was not in a hurry to grab Qiao Qiao’s nipples. He just touched the edge of the tender breasts vaguely, only touched once, and then retracted reservedly, as if the touch just now was completely unintentional.

“What are you thinking about?” Song Qiyan took away Qiao Qiao’s cup, and now Qiao Qiao could only wrap her arms around his neck.

“I wonder if you love me.”

“Huh?” Song Qiyan seemed to be very interested in this question. He stopped his hand and asked Qiao Qiaodao seriously, “What do you think? So do you love me?”

“What if I say I don’t love you?” Qiao Qiao blinked.

“Then I don’t love you either.” Song Qiyan’s hand touched Qiao Qiao’s back again, and his index finger and middle finger slowly stroked Qiao Qiao’s slightly protruding spine. He raised his eyes and looked at Qiao Qiao, but those eyes seemed like a deep ice well. The deepest part was an endless black pitch, and the outer layer was filled with ice.

“What if I say love?”

Song Qiyan did not answer this time. He turned Qiao Qiao’s body from sitting sideways to facing him. Qiao Qiao’s two small breasts were being held in his hands, like two small round tits, beating with the girl’s heartbeat in his palms.

“Your heartbeat is very fast.” Song Qiyan smiled, “I touched it.”

His hands seemed to have magic power to soothe the little bird so that it was very obedient. Qiao Qiao felt that her two nipples were swelling uncontrollably. She felt a little ashamed of her sensitivity and turned her head to bury her face in Song Qiyan’s shoulder. Song Qiyan always had a refreshing and cool smell, mixed with the smell of cotton, a little woody perfume and tobacco.

Song Qiyan’s hand was a little heavier, and his breathing was finally no longer so steady. Qiao Qiao felt that his two small breasts were being flattened and rounded by him wantonly, and the man’s penis sitting under him also became thicker and harder, so Qiao Qiao couldn’t help but twist and adjust his sitting posture.

“It’s awkward…” Song Qiyan stopped her with a hoarse voice, “I’m doing this for your own good.”

Qiao Qiao’s sexuality has been aroused, and along with it is the lust that she had been craving for Cheng Xiu a few days ago but failed to get it. She leaned softly against Song Qiyan, and even put her hand dishonestly into Song Qiyan’s back collar. Her small hands were a little cold. Song Qiyan turned her head slightly to avoid it, and then suddenly lifted her nightgown completely.

“Suck it for me, okay?” Song Qiyan unzipped his suit pants, “Just for a while.”

The man’s penis popped out. Qiao Qiao let go of his arms, slid between Song Qiyan’s legs, lowered his head and opened his mouth to slowly wrap the penis in his mouth.

Song Qiyan gasped and grabbed Qiao Qiao’s hair.

The tip of his tongue thinly swept over the protruding blood vessels on the penis, and then scratched the man’s sensitive coronal sulcus. Song Qiyan leaned his head back against the sofa and kept adjusting his breathing. The hand holding Qiao Qiao’s hair tightened, loosened, and tightened. It could be seen that he was trying his best to resist the overwhelming pleasure.

Qiao Qiao raised her head in the gap, her tongue was sticking out slightly, and the slender silver thread was pulled out with her movements. Song Qiyan couldn’t stand this scene, so he directly picked up Qiao Qiao and kissed her fiercely.

“It’s really strange.” He anxiously pulled off his belt, opened Qiao Qiao’s legs and inserted it involuntarily. His penis was completely immersed in Qiao Qiao’s pussy, which was already overflowing with juice. “Why can’t I help it when I see you?”

“Ugh——” Qiao Qiao bit Song Qiyan’s finger that was caressing her cheek and moaned unbearably.

“It’s so weird…” Song Qiyan muttered to himself while pushing Qiao Qiao roughly. His thick penis moved in and out of Qiao Qiao’s vagina, and a small piece of the bright red inner wall was even turned out a little, occasionally mixed with some foaming body fluids.

Qiao Qiao trembled and curled up in Song Qiyan’s arms, allowing him to manipulate her at will. The feeling of the fleshy penis bumping randomly inside her body was not good, but it surprisingly made Qiao Qiao feel unstoppable. She felt as if she had turned into a scabbard, or a scabbard, or something similar…Song Qiyan was that knife. He could be sharp and vicious, but he could not hurt her at all.

Because she is his sheath.

“I’m too addicted to gaming, Qiao Qiao.” Song Qiyan said suddenly after pushing against the small bulge in Qiao Qiao’s body. He began to choose a slower way in and out, so that Qiao Qiao, who had tears streaming down his face, could take a breath, “Maybe I should tell you directly…”

He then denied himself: “No, I will lose…”

Song Qiyan said no more, because he had already embedded the tip of his glans deeply into the entrance of the deepest hole in Qiao Qiao’s body.

“Um…Qi Yan!” Qiao Qiao reached out and hugged him, hugging him tightly. She was so happy that her nipples turned red.

Song Qiyan’s shirt had been completely torn open, and his tie could barely hang around his neck. Qiao Qiao’s clothes were completely naked. The two of them were skin-to-skin, both breathing calmly.

“Can I cum in?” Song Qiyan asked hoarsely.

Qiao Qiao shook his head weakly.

“Stingy guy.” Song Qiyan smiled. He held Qiao Qiao’s waist and started to speed up suddenly. Qiao Qiao said “ah” and hugged him tightly. The juice from his separated thighs splashed everywhere. The speed was so fast that Qiao Qiao couldn’t tell which wave of pleasure came from which thrusting.

She cried and climbed to the climax, her ravaged inner walls twitching and tightening. Song Qiyan’s body shook violently, and then he suddenly pulled out his penis.

He held it with his hand and flicked it hard, and the snow-white semen spurted out, splashing far away on the Persian shag carpet on the floor.

Qiao Qiao whimpered, hooked Song Qiyan’s neck, and closed his eyes from exhaustion.