Chapter Twenty-Three: You Bad Guy

When Qi Yunqiang arrived at the company, it was not time to go to work, the company building was quiet, and as soon as he walked into the office, he was hugged tightly by a person from behind him.

"Hehe, you're really here. Qi Yunqiang smiled and stretched out his hand, clinging to the back of the man's hands, rubbing hard. The hands were slender and white and tender, at first glance they were women's hands, Qi Yunqiang did not have the slightest politeness, his hands were tightly attached to the back of the woman's hand, and when his hand moved, the back of the woman's hand was already red, and it looked as if even the skin was about to be scratched.

"Bad guy, obviously you called me here, do you regret it now? You must know that my husband was at home this morning, I read the text message behind his back, and then came out early, since you said so, okay, I am self-inflicted, I will go back first. Song Shiyun said angrily, but hugged Qi Yunqiang even tighter.

"Oh, he's back, so you must have been fed last night, right?" Qi Yunqiang raised his eyebrows evilly, turned around, and as he spoke, his hand put his hand on Song Shiyun's body and grabbed it hard.

"Ah, it hurts!" Qi Yunqiang's actions made Song Shiyun's mouth let out a sigh of anger, her eyes were flushed, her cheeks were crimson, and her breathing became rapid at this time, she snuggled in Qi Yunqiang's arms, and said in a sneering voice, "Why are you still mentioning that dead ghost, it is rare to come back in normal times, it is far away and can't quench your thirst, but it will be over in less than three minutes when you come back once, this thirst is not quenched, but he is even more angry." ”

Song Shiyun received Qi Yunqiang's 'bad' text message this morning, she was losing her temper at her husband, she felt that she had found hope, and the desire in her heart was even stronger, she couldn't care about accompanying her husband who had not returned home for nearly half a year, and hurried to the company, just to be able to accompany Qi Yunqiang, but also to be able to suppress the flame in Qi Yunqiang's heart.

"Hehe, in this way, I'm burned today. Although he has no covetousness for Song Shiyun, and even some disgust, now, he has some things to do.

Moreover, when he deliberately forgot some things, when he hugged Song Shiyun's body and felt the delicate body in his arms, the man's nature made his body have an instinctive reaction, and the dissatisfaction with Situ Jing's contact this morning but did not fully vent for the last time swelled up again.

"Yes, you have provoked the fire, and I have to warn you, since you have provoked this fire from me, if you can't extinguish this fire, this fire will burn you to death!" Song Shiyun said coquettishly, her body shook vigorously in Qi Yunqiang's arms, and Miaoman's body rubbed against Qi Yunqiang's skin.

And the heat aroused by the friction stimulated Qi Yunqiang and Song Shiyun fiercely, making the physical contact between the two closer, and they wanted to try the most exciting and wonderful feeling.

"Hehe, really? Do you think that I can't let you put out the fire?" Qi Yunqiang looked at Song Shiyun, and saw that her body was about to be completely and completely covered by a cloud of peach red clouds, knowing that she was not only in a good mood at this time, but that kind of desire was also even stronger, Qi Yunqiang said sarcastically, stretched out a hand and pinched Song Shiyun's cheek.

"Then it's up to you. Song Shiyun's laughter was even more presumptuous, and in her coquettish laughter, she replied while stretching out her hands, wrapping around Qi Yunqiang's neck and hanging herself around Qi Yunqiang's neck. And, as she spoke, she took the initiative to shake her body, and again and again, she pressed her body against Qi Yunqiang's chest, and her body was in closer contact and friction with Qi Yunqiang's chest.

"Hehe, don't worry, compared to your so-called husband, I will make you feel new!" Qi Yunqiang opened his mouth evilly, and as he spoke, the hand that had pinched Song Shiyun's cheek slid down her cheek, sticking to Song Shiyun's neck, and gradually sliding......

"You, good or bad, really good or bad!" Qi Yunqiang's movements made Song Shiyun's body tremble, the crimson on his skin became even thicker, and a faint faint smell seeped out along Song Shiyun's skin and poured into Qi Yunqiang's nostrils.

"Hehe, you smell so good!" Qi Yunqiang said badly in his mouth, and the smell poured into his nostrils, but he couldn't tell if it was fragrant or what, but it always made him feel good, refreshing, and stimulating.

"Since you think it smells good, since you say it smells good, then you should smell it hard, smell it hard. Song Shiyun spoke again, and as she spoke, she closed her eyes and waited for Qi Yunqiang's 'attack'.

Qi Yunqiang looked at Song Shiyun who was waiting for him to 'pick' in front of him, he took a greedy breath again, sniffing the unique fragrance of women in the air, Qi Yunqiang smiled with satisfaction. And in the midst of smug laughter, the action began.

"Ahh

"Pain, isn't it exactly what you like? Only with this pain can you feel the comfort in the pain, and it will make you satisfied, isn't it?" Qi Yunqiang smiled coldly, and pinched Song Shiyun's body fiercely with his big hand, and he lowered his head even more, and blocked Song Shiyun's small mouth with his big mouth.

"Woo, woo woo......" Song Shiyun's mouth let out a dissatisfied voice, but she was not crying at this time, the slight pain was not enough for her to bear, that kind of soft and itchy poured into Song Shiyun's heart, making Song Shiyun, who was already excited, even more unbearable, and what came out of her mouth was the humming sound one after another, which kept echoing in Qi Yunqiang's ears.