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    Fan Zijing pulled his hair and said, “What a beautiful idea. When will you perform it for me? I’ll see if it satisfies me. If I’m satisfied, I’ll dance for you.”

    Yin Qingjie laughed: “What do you want to see? Your boyfriend knows a lot. Play the piano or guitar? Or do you want to watch your boyfriend play basketball for you?”

    Fan Zijing listened and stroked his hand, “Let’s play the guitar and sing a song.”

    She had seen it before. There was a guitar in the house. It was easier and simpler to do than a piano.

    After hearing this, Yin Qingjie got off the sofa and went to the corner to get the guitar. He was sitting in front of Fan Zijing and plucked the strings of the guitar, listening to the pure sound and the music gradually flowing from the strings.

    “In a northern village, there lives a girl from the south. She always likes to wear a flowered skirt and stand by the roadside. She doesn’t talk much, but her smile is so calm and melodious…”

    The deep male voice is magnetic and sexy, and those beautiful eyebrows are always looking at Fan Zijing, as if the person singing in the lyrics is her.

    She leaned against the sofa, her body swaying slightly, following his rhythm, slowly and gently.

    After the song was over, before Fan Zijing could applaud, Yin Qingjie leaned over and squeezed the person into the gap, “Are you so good, baby?”

    She didn’t do anything, but just looked at him with those big watery eyes, and he got hard.

    Holding the person in his arms, his thoughts had already started to surge up. He squinted his eyes and suddenly asked: “Baby, what should I do if I’m in heat?”

    He has been thinking about this problem since he touched Fan Zijing’s sanitary napkin. Now the fleshy penis is already extremely unbearable, and he can’t wash it away with blood.

    Fan Zijing raised her head and took this opportunity to ask: “Would you like to give it a try? I’ll give you a blowjob or anal sex to see if it can relieve your pain.”

    Yin Qingjie raised his eyebrows, as if he didn’t expect to hear such words from Fan Zijing’s mouth. His fingers fell on her lips, and his Adam’s apple moved slightly: “Baby, do you want to help me now?”

    His big penis was now stuck between her legs, just waiting for her to help him relax a little.

    Fan Zijing held her hand, and her soft, boneless hand wrapped around the strong one, making Yin Qingjie sigh.

    Her fingers rubbed the huge glans, gently stroking it through the pants, slowly groping and protruding the traces of the glans from the clothes, and then reached into the pants.

    Yin Qingjie leaned on the sofa, letting Fan Zijing do whatever she wanted. She moved her fingers up and down, and a few drops of transparent prostate fluid overflowed from the eye area. The smooth glans was stained with the mucus, and it spread all over the place.

    Fan Zijing knelt down and sat on the side, staring straight at the big and thick cock. The veins were coiled on the cock, standing upright in the air with high morale. She lowered her head slightly and wiped the fluid from her mouth on his big glans.

    The warm little mouth was slightly open, and the long hair tucked behind the ears fell on the cheeks, brushing against the boy’s thighs, feeling a different kind of itching.

    Yin Qingjie restrained himself from turning into a wolf by holding himself upright, thrusting fiercely into her little mouth, going in and out of her throat.

    Fan Zijing’s blowjob skills were much better than he imagined. The wrapping of the tongue and the sucking of the small mouth were not inferior to the pussy below.

    “Baby, your little mouth is so powerful, so good at licking…” He put his hand on the top of Fan Zijing’s head and praised in a hoarse voice, “It feels so good… Hmm…”

    Fan Zijing’s hand gently caressed his balls, and from time to time she let the fleshy shaft deepthroat, just like the nine shallow and one deep in the pussy, the stick body was sucked open and closed by the moist and tight little mouth, and the flexible little tongue licked the fleshy shaft and penetrated the gap of his horse-eye glans.

    It’s like a little tadpole, running around and lighting fires everywhere.

    Suddenly, the phone rang, and the coffee table kept vibrating, interrupting the room full of debauchery.

    Fan Zijing saw that it was her phone, a series of unfamiliar numbers. She paused, and pressed the answer button under Yin Qingjie’s somewhat green expression. Then she heard an unfamiliar female voice.

    “Fan Zijing?” asked the other end.

    Fan Zijing’s eyes were dark and she said: “I am, may I ask who you are?”

    “Zhao Yueyin.” The female voice was mature and generous, and she simply stated her name.

    Fan Zijing’s eyes suddenly froze and she sat upright: “The Authority?”

    “It seems that we found the wrong person.” The other person said, “Come out and have a chat?”

    Fan Zijing hummed, “What time?”

    “I’m at the school gate now, do you want to come over?”

    She stood up and agreed. After hanging up the phone, Yin Qingjie watched her put on her loose clothes and narrowed her eyes, “Baby, are you in such a hurry?”

    He listened to the phone call in a fog. Although he heard everything, he didn’t understand a word. He just felt that Fan Zijing had a huge mystery waiting for him to explore.

    Fan Zijing glanced at his still erect penis and smiled apologetically, “It’s an urgent matter, my dear. I’ll make it up to you next time.”

    Two minutes later, she appeared at the school gate.

    A black Bentley parked at the door. Seeing Fan Zijing appear, the door of the back seat opened, and there were two people sitting inside, a gentle man and a mature and exquisitely dressed woman.

    She didn’t care when she looked at the completely unfamiliar face, and found an empty seat and sat on it.

    The woman whispered to the gentle man: “Sit in front.”

    The man got out of the car and got into the passenger seat. Then, there was a layer between the back seat and the front seat. The car was driving. Zhao Yueyin looked at it for a moment before saying, “Is there anything you want to ask?”

    Fan Zijing wanted to ask too many questions. Looking at Zhao Yueyin’s relaxed expression, it was obvious that she had a solution for her mission: “How far have you completed your mission?”

    Although she was not very familiar with them, she had heard and knew the names of her colleagues in the team. When she heard this name, she remembered the news she had heard before entering the world.

    “It’s almost done. It will be completed in the last month.” Zhao Yueyin crossed her legs and took the initiative to bring the topic to herself, “The man just now is the man I kept. He can only have sex with me within a year, and his salary is five million.”

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