128 “AV Shooting Guide” Chapter 127

AV shooting guide

127: Creampie scene under interrogation

Qiao Qiao pinched a handful of hair on the carpet, bit his lip and trembled uncontrollably.

The lights in the room were adjusted to dim warm colors. In such a dim environment, the shimmering skirt on her body was like silver flowing on the ground.

“It is indeed a beautiful dress.”

Song Qiyan’s erection was buried in the deepest part of his body. This was the intermission of the second round of fucking. The man’s initial impatience had faded away. In other words, he began to transition from “eating” to “tasting”.

This is the most excruciating part.

“Who bought it for you?”

Seeing that Qiao Qiao turned away and refused to speak, Song Qiyan straightened her waist maliciously, and the inner tunnel was forcefully opened inward. Qiao Qiao whimpered. Under such strong stimulation, she couldn’t even pretend not to hear it.

“Mr. Zhou…”

“Which Mr. Zhou?”

“Zhou, Zhou Yuanchuan!”

“Be good.” Song Qiyan curled his lips and said, “I’ll give you a reward.”

A little hope ignited in Qiao Qiao’s heart. Sure enough, a thick and long object was slowly pulled out of her body. However, before she could relax, it was inserted again at lightning speed.

His spine was instantly straightened after being hit, and Qiao Qiao gasped heavily as if he were drowning, as if all the air in his lungs had been squeezed out.

“Where did the clothes go?” Song Qiyan lazily fiddled with the breast beads on Qiao Qiao’s chest with his fingers, and occasionally rubbed them with his fingertips. He refused to even cover them with his palms, leaving the two poor little tips exposed to the air, which was very stingy.

“Eat, eat…” Qiao Qiao was almost forced to cry. She wished that someone would just kill her with a knife. It would be better than being pressed to the floor and “tortured” in this way.

“I just don’t need such clothes for a meal. Where can I eat?”

“Well…” Qiao Qiao’s brain had been turned into a ball of paste by the indiscriminate pleasure. After racking his brains for a long time, he couldn’t remember the cause and effect of the incident. Such a long pause was misunderstood by the man as a deliberate concealment. Song Qiyan lowered his eyelids and pinched Qiao Qiao’s thigh with a slight force.

“Don’t want to talk?”

“No, no!” A flash of inspiration occurred at the last moment, “Yes! Meet his mother! I remembered, I saw his mother!”

“…It turns out that even the parents have seen it.”

The man’s voice was very low, and even though it was still pleasant and magnetic, Qiao Qiao keenly sensed the danger.

Before she could argue, Song Qiyan picked her up from the ground and sat on his lap with their lower bodies connected. Song Qiyan only had one trouser chain unzipped from head to toe. Compared to Qiao Qiao’s lewd attitude, where her skirt was rolled up to her waist, she looked too dapper.

Qiao Qiao let out a small cry, and her whole body pressed against Song Qiyan. Under the influence of gravity, the little pussy swallowed the penis to an incredible depth. The tender meat inside was sensitive and fragile. When the swollen mushroom head rubbed it, it exploded and exploded, making Qiao Qiao’s eyes flash with stars.

The wet body fluids snaked down the place where the two of them were connected, soaking the high-end suit fabric and leaving circular marks.

In this position, Qiao Qiao had no place to hide. Song Qiyan didn’t even have to exert any effort to push forward. He only needed to shake his legs slightly. The strong stimulation almost made Qiao Qiao faint.

“Don’t move… ah!” Qiao Qiao was tortured so much that the corners of her eyes turned red, but Song Qiyan seemed to like seeing her expression very much and was never tired of playing this game. After several rounds, beads of sweat began to appear on the tip of Qiao Qiao’s nose. He was on the verge of the climax and was forced to retreat again and again, and his lower body was muddy.

Pleasure is all relative, and Song Qiyan endured it very hard. His most vulnerable and sensitive part was buried in a warm, moist and soft place. The frequency of thrusting was faster than usual, which amplified every tiny stimulation several times. The head and shaft were carefully taken care of by the thin inner wall. When they passed a certain point, they would be tightened reflexively. It was so comfortable that it was indescribable.

“Do you want me to cum?”

“…I want to, no, I don’t want to…” Qiao Qiao responded incoherently. She unconsciously put her finger in her mouth and bit it. After two bites, she was pushed away by the other hand.

“Do you want it or not?”

“Ah!”

These words were accompanied by a violent thrusting like a storm. Qiao Qiao couldn’t help but raise his chest high, like a small boat on the lake hit by wind and rain. He could only passively rise and fall with the waves. The control was completely in the hands of others. Although he couldn’t help himself, he still felt a kind of secret happiness.

The two small breasts were just brought to Song Qiyan’s mouth. He roughly pulled off the skirt that was in the way, pressed Qiao Qiao’s back and took the left breast into his mouth. His slightly rough tongue scraped the small nipples that were already painful from pinching. The swelling and satisfaction rushed up, drowning Qiao Qiao in the blink of an eye.

She couldn’t help but put her hands into the man’s hair. Song Qiyan buried himself in her chest and sucked hard without mercy, as if he would not give up until some milk was sucked out. The thrusting frequency of his lower body was faster, and the hot tunnel wrapped around the extremely hard organ. The sound of slurping water filled the room. There were splashes of body fluids everywhere on the floor, clothes, skirts, and sofas.

“I, I can’t do it anymore…”

Qiao Qiao groaned, and almost at the same time, the man beneath him also let out a muffled groan, and the hot semen ejaculated vigorously into the deepest part. Qiao Qiao was shuddered by the heat, and was about to shrink back, but then Song Qiyan forcefully pressed him back, and five or six powerful semen were swallowed by the corridor without a drop falling.

A thought suddenly flashed through Qiao Qiao’s brain, which was confused by the climax: It seems that Director Song is really holding it back this time…

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“Professor Zhou, would you like to rest for a while?”

Assistant Zhang Dong carefully brought a cup of coffee. Even though his voice and movements were at a minimum, the person lying half on the sofa still opened his eyes gently. Zhou Yuanchuan came back to his senses very quickly. Within a few seconds, all the sleepiness in his eyes dissipated, and he became calm and clear as usual.

“What time is it?” He slowly sat up with half-supported body, not caring about the wrinkled shirt. Zhang Dong quickly handed over the coffee, and Zhou Yuanchuan took it with one hand, took a casual sip and put it down.

“It was 6:15 pm on the 12th and you only slept for half an hour.”

“A lot.” Zhou Yuanchuan calmly glanced at the horrifyingly large equipment in the center of the laboratory, “There are still a few sets of data that have not been checked, and they must be completed before tomorrow morning.”

“You…” Zhang Dong gritted his teeth and acted as if he didn’t care, “Professor Zhou! Don’t blame me for being nosy. We can obviously wait another month to get stable data, but why did you insist on making the experimental results public a few weeks ago? You are the only one in the world who is working on this project, and your status does not require you to compete for it!”

He pointed at the sofa behind Zhou Yuanchuan and the cigarette butts full of ashtrays, and said in a sad and angry tone: “Look at how you have been living these past two weeks! You sleep less than four hours a day, relying solely on coffee and cigarettes. Even a tough man can’t stand it! Professor Zhou, I beg you, please stop ruining your body like this. If you have any shortcomings, let alone my senior brother and senior sister, I can’t compensate for the loss of the country even if I cut myself out!”

Zhang Dong had obviously been thinking about these words for a long time, and now he said them all like he was pouring beans.Zhou Yuanchuan had been listening attentively, his beautiful eyes staring at Zhang Dong without blinking. He was born with a very serious attitude in everything he did. If someone who didn’t know was far away, they would probably think that Zhang Dong was communicating with him about some important project.

In fact, Zhang Dong felt a little regretful after he finished speaking. Although he was lucky enough to become the assistant of Professor Zhou Yuanchuan, the first person in astrophysics in China, because he came late, he could only do basic work. Suddenly he gave such a “lecture”… I’m afraid he would be considered sick, right?

“Zhang Dong, is that right?” Zhou Yuanchuan smiled slightly.

“Huh?” Zhang Dong didn’t expect Zhou Yuanchuan to say his name accurately. You must know that he can only be on duty once a week. Being able to do experiments with Professor Zhou is a good thing that everyone in the industry strives for at all costs. There may be as many as twenty assistants in one experiment, and the two of them have not even spoken a few words before.

“From Berkeley?”

“Yes…” Zhang Dong was really shocked.

“Do you like watching TV series?”

Zhang Dong was asked and Zhang Er was confused. He was not sure what Zhou Yuanchuan meant by asking. He was afraid that he would be disliked if he gave the wrong answer, so he said cautiously: “I am usually too busy with experiments and don’t have time to read it… If you ask, I will read it when I get back.”

“Actually, you can try it occasionally.” Zhou Yuanchuan said calmly, “Digital is too rational, but people are essentially emotional animals, and there is no need to distinguish right from wrong as clearly as doing experiments.”

Zhang Dong seemed to understand.

“Forget it, I just figured it out recently.” Zhou Yuanchuan smiled and waved his hands. He was about to sit up, but gave up after seeing Zhang Dong’s expression. He sighed, “Okay, I am indeed a bit tired today. I will rest for a while.”

The small rest room in the laboratory is configured according to the layout that is most suitable for human health. It has everything that can relax the body and mind. There is an ultra-thin TV hanging opposite the sofa. Usually Zhang Dong and his senior brothers and sisters use the TV’s ultra-high-definition model to demonstrate data (after all, the screen is several times larger than the computer). But now, in order to let Zhou Yuanchuan relax, he directly switched back to the TV mode and tuned to the channel with the highest ratings.

“Dear audience friends! Welcome to watch the live broadcast of the dazzling party exclusively authorized by Donghyuk Film and Television! The party is about to begin. Oh my God, this is such an exciting moment! Look! A star is about to enter! Let’s wait and see!”

On the screen, a female reporter whose face was flushed with excitement was standing in front of a brightly lit luxury hotel. The background behind her was full of photography teams with the logos of major media. Everyone was noisily crowded on both sides of a red carpet. Although there was no one on the red carpet, the flashes showed no intention of stopping, and the isolation zone set up in advance was in vain. The security guards struggled to maintain order.

“Don’t crowd, don’t crowd! There are still fifteen minutes before we leave!”

“Ouch! My shot!”

…

Outside the venue, more than a dozen supercars were lined up, and well-dressed celebrities and their agents were already getting out of the cars. The flash lights suddenly turned into a screen of light, and the sound of the shutter was heard all over the ears.

Zhou Yuanchuan half-closed his eyelids. These noisy things had no appeal to him. He was even a little sleepy.

“How about I change the channel?” Zhang Dong asked softly.

“No, turn it off.”

“Okay…”

A set of quick cuts flashed on the screen. During the vacuum of time waiting for the stars to enter, many TV stations would play some off-site footage in order to delay time and heighten the atmosphere.

Zhou Yuanchuan recognized Song Qiyan’s car among the group of speed cutters at a glance.

“Wait.”

Zhang Dong stopped when he was about to turn off the TV. Zhou Yuanchuan pulled back the time a little, stopped at that picture, and looked at the license plate number carefully.

It’s really his.

Zhou Yuanchuan has never taken the initiative to remember these things, but for someone with a photographic memory, he cannot choose what should be remembered and what should not be remembered.