Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

Mature man and mature woman, how could Ji Qing not see what Qin Heng wanted to do.

Alcohol makes cowards brave, and now that Qin Heng has put his face aside, he is not a coward at all.

Ji Qing was forced to step back under his pressure, "You..."

Qin Heng's lips stuck to hers almost instantly.

Her waist was stuck on the bar.

Qin Heng picked her up and put her on the bar. Ji Qing took the opportunity to avoid his lips, her eyes dimmed and her breathing slightly disordered.

She seemed to have something to say, but Qin Heng was not willing to give her a chance to resist.

He held the back of her neck and kissed her red lips breathlessly.

This lipstick is addictive.

The more I kiss, the more I want to kiss.

Before Ji Qing came out, his "appetizer" was to recall the feeling of kissing her.

The feeling in your mind and the actual operation are completely different.

As if hooking lips and tongues together wasn't enough, he wanted to rub her into his body.

The slender fingers that were holding the back of her neck reached up and kneaded her hair.

The aftereffect of this wine was indeed very strong. Ji Qing's head felt swollen at the moment, and the image of Qin Heng sitting on the sofa wrapped in a bath towel with nothing on flashed through her mind.

His abs are hard.

The dimples on the waist are very sexy.

The mermaid line is quite perfect.

Every detail is precisely in line with her aesthetic.

This damn man!

Qin Heng's lips kissed the corners of her mouth, cheeks, and earlobes. He was like a young boy, rubbing against her impatiently, "Qingqing..."

He pulled the outer layer of Ji Qing's nightgown down to her wrists. She raised her hand and the outer layer swayed, looking hazy and ambiguous under the light.

She hooked Qin Heng's chin and said, "I won't be responsible if I sleep with you."

"You don't have to be responsible. You can sleep as you like." Qin Heng grabbed her hand and tore off the coat that was hanging on her wrist.

He picked up Ji Qing, held her hips with one hand, and lifted her long hair with the other hand. He kissed her while walking towards the room.

"hold me."

Ji Qing hooked her hands around his neck, straightened her body with her strong core strength, grabbed Qin Heng's hand that was lifting her hair, and put it on her waist.

She tucked her fallen hair behind her ears.

Qin Heng looked up at her, with a raging fire in his eyes. Without waiting for her to lower her head, he moved his hands around her waist back and pressed her down along her back.

The two lips were about to touch.

Qin Heng pressed her against the wall and swept his lips against hers several times before carrying her into the room.

Ji Qing has stayed in this room for many nights, and the room is filled with her faint fragrance.

Qin Heng laid her down steadily on the bed.

The soft bed rose and fell slightly, and the spring light in the neckline of her nightgown also rose and fell with it, as if it would jump out in the next second.

Qin Heng's eyes turned red.

The hot palms pressed against the smooth, slender white legs.

The fingers covered with a thin layer of calluses lifted the hem of the skirt.

The index finger hooked onto a frenulum.

Ji Qing bent her long legs and the hem of her skirt naturally slid down to her waist. Only then could Qin Heng see clearly the laces that he had hooked.

The sheer black fabric was only tied together with a few black strings.

A fire burned from Qin Heng's eyes to his chest.

Something flashed through my mind.

It was so fast that he couldn't catch it at all. Then Ji Qing hooked his neck, tilted her head and whispered in his ear, "Don't you know how to do it? Do you want me to teach you?"

He looked at Ji Qing, who was standing so close to him, smiling alluringly like a demon.

The fire made his fingers tremble.

Without even thinking about untying them, he simply passed four fingers through the laces, gripped them, and pulled hard, throwing the thin black fabric under the bed!

The nights in Sydney are long.

Qin Heng pushed Ji Qing against the floor-to-ceiling window and overlooked the entire night view from the top floor of the tallest building in the city.

He kissed her back, the wet lines going all the way up, his lips rolled over her earlobe, biting her earlobe gently, "Did it hurt just now?"

Ji Qing panted, hooked her hands around his neck, and said, "Can you please stop talking nonsense?"

Qin Heng gritted his teeth and chuckled, then grabbed her waist with his big hand, leaving her speechless the next second.

……

It will be daybreak.

The door to the hotel room opens.

Ji Qing put on sunglasses, pushed the suitcase out, and closed the door gently.

The elevator reached the tenth floor, and Ouyang Fan came in with a suitcase. "Boss Ji, do you want to have breakfast first?"

"No, let's go directly to the airport."

When she spoke, her voice was a little hoarse.

Ouyang Fan was a considerate assistant and asked hurriedly, "Does your throat feel uncomfortable?"

Ji Qing's red eyes flashed a strange look under her sunglasses. She cleared her throat and said, "It's okay."

Qin Heng was like a madman all night long.

From the bed to the sofa, bathroom, and floor-to-ceiling windows.

He seemed tireless and seemed to cherish this hard-won opportunity very much, fearing that he would not have such benefits after returning home.

He pestered her to call her Qingqing and baby. Later, he became arrogant and seduced her to call him brother.

If she didn't scream, he would go crazy.

I don’t know where a thirty-year-old gets the energy from!

When she got out of bed, she almost couldn't stand.

There were several opened aluminum foil bags scattered around the bed, and when she stepped on them barefoot, she almost startled the person on the bed.

Get in a business car.

Ji Qing took off his sunglasses and looked back at the hotel in the morning light.

His eyes went all the way up and landed on the top floor.

She didn't know why, but she felt something strange in her heart.

The moment she and Qin Heng were united.

She didn't feel as much pain as she had imagined, perhaps because she had a high tolerance for pain.

But it is said that men don’t last long the first time.

But Qin Heng's performance was nothing like the first time.

……

When Qin Heng woke up, he didn't see Ji Qing.

He searched the entire suite, but the suitcase was gone.

she left.

He returned to the room filled with the scent of two people making love, and only then did he see a sticky note stuck to the head of the bed.

I walked over and peeled off the label. There were four words written on it:

The service was good.

Qin Heng clenched his teeth fiercely.

He took out his cell phone and called Ji Qing.

A woman's lazy and hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone, "Why, do you want to rely on me?"

"I said I'm not responsible."

Qin Heng held his aching waist, and laughed in anger, but whispered to the woman on the other end of the phone: "I didn't hold back my strength, does it hurt? Are you on the way to the airport? I'll ask someone to send you medicine."

Ji Qing was silent for a few seconds, "No, it's not that serious."

"That's the pain." Qin Heng has now figured out the implicit meaning of her words.

"Are you annoying? I'm hanging up!"

There was a busy tone on the other end of the phone.

Qin Heng stood naked in the messy room.

His eyes fell deeply on the big bed.

There was nothing on the white bed sheet except for spots of dried liquid.