100 “AV Shooting Guide” Chapter 99

98: Test

Qiao Qiao waited slightly uneasily in the small teahouse next to Song Qiyan’s office.

The Yuqian Longjing tea brought by the secretary next to him was already a little cold. The branches of the fried tea leaves were hanging in the slightly green water, like two or three mustards swirling in a blue pool. Qiao Qiao unconsciously picked up the tea bowl and brought it to his mouth, but did not drink. He put it down again before the tea touched his lips.

The secretary, who was concentrating on entering the documents, looked up at his watch and said with some regret, “It should be soon. Director Song has a meeting to hold at two o’clock in the afternoon, so he must be out before then.”

As soon as the secretary finished speaking, she heard the sound of a door opening faintly from the office next to the wall. Less than ten seconds later, the phone in front of the secretary also rang. She answered it and said yes a few times before signaling Qiao Qiao that he could pass.

Qiao Qiao couldn’t wait to rush out of the tea room, took a few steps and pushed open the door of Song Qiyan’s office.

Although she doesn’t meet Song Qiyan very often on weekdays, she has been to Song Qiyan’s office many times. She knows that he is a very meticulous person and the office is always tidied up in a strict and orderly manner. Even in the continuous rainy season, WAWA company has a musty smell, and the three-acre land where Song Qiyan is there is always dry and fresh.

So when she opened the door and smelled the lustful air in the air, she was stunned.

Song Qiyan was half-leaning on a corner of the solid wood desk, slowly and carefully rolling up the paisley tie in his hand. His coat was thrown carelessly on the armrest of the single sofa. Three or four buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, and all the parts that were neatly tucked into his trousers were pulled out, but not so completely, as if someone in a hurry only had time to move that half.

Hearing the knock on the door, he turned to look at Qiao Qiao, his clear black eyes flashing with sparkling water. She didn’t know if it was Qiao Qiao’s illusion, but she always felt that the man’s eyes and brows were completely satisfied.

Even the air around him was filled with restless hormones.

“What are you doing standing there?” Song Qiyan rolled up his tie and put it aside, then smiled and said, “Come in.”

Qiao Qiao had no choice but to walk in, but the feeling at the door was not so obvious just now. As she got closer, she felt that the rotten smell seemed to penetrate into every inch of space. She herself had been in this industry for two years, so she naturally knew what this smell meant.

At that moment, Qiao Qiao suddenly felt that her heart was being squeezed tightly, so painful that she even shook unconsciously.

“Xiaoshuang, is she gone?” Qiao Qiao tried her best to smile like usual, but her cheek muscles were so stiff that she didn’t even know whether she could smile or not. “…I went downstairs to look for her key, and the front desk said she didn’t see her key.”

“She lied to you.” Song Qiyan laughed in a low voice, “The key is kept well in her bag, I saw it.”

“Oh.” Qiao Qiao was stunned, as if he didn’t expect that the other party would unabashedly reveal the truth, and asked in confusion, “Really?”

“Why do you still look so stupid? You went all the way in vain and you’re not even angry.” Song Qiyan stretched out his hand to Qiao Qiao, “Come here and let me lean on you for a while. I’ve been working for a long time and I’m a little tired.”

Qiao Qiao didn’t know what was wrong with her. Her soul seemed to be torn into two at once. One of them was shouting crazily, “Knock off his hand. He is basically in bed with Du Xiaoshuang!”’, the other one said softly, ‘So what if you go to bed? You have nothing to do with Director Song, so you can’t even care about other people’s physical needs, right?’.

The man’s fair and slender fingers were right in front of him, with his palms facing upwards and clear lines.

Qiao Qiao paused, and finally walked over obediently. Song Qiyan sighed softly, and hugged Qiao Qiao against the corner of the table. His chin could just rest on the crook of her shoulder. His soft hair brushed against Qiao Qiao’s ears, which was both cool and itchy. His nose was filled with the cold fragrance of men that never changes all year round.

Qiao Qiao’s nose became sour and she started to shed tears uncontrollably.

She never thought that she was so hopeless. The nerves that controlled the tear glands in her brain seemed to have been cut off by someone. Big tears fell down her cheeks. Qiao Qiao wiped them hurriedly at an angle that Song Qiyan couldn’t see. But after wiping, they came out again, and they kept coming, making her sweat on her forehead. She hated iron and steel as she wiped harder. The more she wiped, forming an endless cycle.

The palms and backs of his hands were already wet from rubbing, and he didn’t dare to move because of his posture. Finally, a tear dripped down the water stains on his hands, leaving a circular wet spot on the shoulder seam of the man’s high-end light-colored shirt.

Song Qiyan turned his head as if he was aware of it and saw Qiao Qiao, whose face was a blur.

“Why are you crying?” Song Qiyan hilariously pulled out a few tissues from the drawer and carefully wiped Qiao Qiao’s tears. Qiao Qiao took a step back in embarrassment, grabbed the tissues and pressed them on his face, while pushing Song Qiyan, meaning to keep him away.

The man really stood still, but his eyes were staring at the few tears on Qiao Qiao’s cheeks.

“Why are you crying?”

“It’s nothing.” Qiao Qiao insisted, “Just like people hiccup, how do you know why you hiccup?”

“Crying and hiccups are different.” Song Qiyan shook his head, “There is a reason for crying.”

“Can’t you shed a few tears for fun when you’re not in a good mood?”

“Are you in a bad mood?” The man keenly caught the loophole in Qiao Qiao’s words, “Why?”

Qiao Qiao knew she had made a mistake and made up her mind not to speak again. Perhaps the tissue played a little role, and her tears finally stopped, and Qiao Qiao breathed a long sigh of relief.

“Is it because I slept with Du Xiaoshuang?”

The tears that had stopped for less than three seconds burst out again as if the floodgates had been opened.

“Look.” Song Qiyan handed over a few more pieces of paper and a glass of water, “You will become dehydrated if you cry like this. Drink a little first.”

“I won’t drink.” Qiao Qiao threw away the paper ball with abandonment, “I’m leaving.”

She turned back to unlock the door, only to find that it had been locked at some point. The stubbornness in Qiao Qiao’s heart also disappeared. She did not ask Song Qiyan for the key. She pushed the door hard by herself, while tears fell from her cheeks. She looked embarrassed and pitiful.

“You can’t open it like this.”

With his back pressed against a warm body, the man’s hand reached out, gently wrapped Qiao Qiao’s hand, and gently but powerfully moved her hand away from the doorknob.

“Open the door for me, I’m going back.”

“Why don’t you answer my question?” Song Qiyan pinched Qiao Qiao’s chin with his fingers, forcing her to turn her head and look directly at him. The man asked seductively, “Is it just a bad mood?”

“It’s not that I’m in a bad mood, I’m in a good mood too.” Qiao Qiao gritted his teeth.

“Then why are you crying?” Song Qiyan wiped some water stains on Qiao Qiao’s face with his index finger and put it into his mouth, and whispered, “Tell me, just say it, and I will change it if you tell me.”

“What’s the use of changing it!” Qiao Qiao’s eyes were red, and he shouted regardless, “You guys slept in it anyway!”

The corners of Song Qiyan’s mouth curled up uncontrollably.

He sighed contentedly, clasped the back of Qiao Qiao’s head with one hand, lifted Qiao Qiao’s chin with the other hand, lowered his head and kissed him fiercely. Qiao Qiao pushed him with his teeth and claws, but Song Qiyan remained motionless, tightening his arms tighter and tighter. The kiss made Qiao Qiao dizzy, the air in his lungs was squeezed out, and he almost suffocated from the kiss.

“Well…” The man finally let her go after he had enough of kissing her. Qiao Qiao was so tired that she held on to the door panel and panted. While panting, she didn’t forget to push him, as if she was determined to die.

“Xiao Qiao.” Song Qiyan kissed her forehead lightly again, unable to hide the smile in his voice, “I didn’t go to bed with Du Xiaoshuang, you misunderstood.”

“…Then what’s the smell in this room?”

“I masturbated.” Song Qiyan said frankly, “Want to see it? It’s in the wastebasket.”

Qiao Qiao shook off Song Qiyan’s hand and turned around to compete with the doorknob.

“Are you angry?” Song Qiyan sighed softly, “It’s me who should be angry. You brought that kind of woman to me. Do you still want me to be indifferent?”

“What can she do?” Qiao Qiao said angrily, “Is it possible that she still sticks to you?”

“…” The man looked at Qiao Qiao for a long time, and finally confirmed that Qiao Qiao really didn’t know, and finally felt a little more comfortable, “Forget it, just don’t have any contact with her in the future.”

He grabbed Qiao Qiao’s waist, pulled her back forcefully, licked Qiao Qiao’s ears and chuckled: “Do you want to know how long it will take for me to get hard after I ejaculate once?”