[Korean Entertainment] Love Master

Anyway, I have been verbally reserved.

After returning to South Korea, Song Xiyuan went home, took a shower and changed clothes, and then went to Quan Zhilong's house.

As expected, she got off work earlier than him today.

I watched TV on the sofa and waited for him, but fell asleep while waiting.

The next day I woke up in my boyfriend's arms.

"Alas," Song Xiyuan looked at him in a daze, "Are you back?"

Quan Zhilong raised his finger and poked her forehead: "Like a pig."

It's fine if she fell asleep, how could she not even feel at all when he came back and hugged her all the way to the bed.

Song Xiyuan rubbed his eyes expressionlessly: "If pigs are as good-looking as me, everyone will choose to be pigs."

"Ha..." Quan Zhilong laughed amusedly.

This level of narcissism has been cultivated to level ten.

She propped herself up lazily and sat up: "What time is it?"

"It's past five o'clock." Quan Zhilong replied while getting out of bed.

At this point, she can still sleep for a while.

I yawned, looked at him and asked, "Are you leaving?"

"Well, ready to go to the practice room."

The day of comeback is at hand.

"That..." Song Xiyuan called him, "gift," she raised her finger to the living room, "you remember to take the gift for my brothers. Beijing's special snacks, let's share it together during practice."

Quan Zhilong looked back at him: "Where's mine?"

Song Xiyuan sat on the big bed and looked at him cutely: "What's yours?"

"My gift." Someone's voice was raised because of dissatisfaction.

Song Xiyuan was not frightened, she pointed to herself: "Here."

Quan Zhilong looked at her and raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

This sound is a little dangerous.

It's a pity that Song Xiyuan, who was so dull just after waking up, didn't hear it.

She thought he didn't understand, and added: "I'm your gift, aren't you satisfied?"

Quan Zhilong didn't speak, and walked towards her expressionlessly.

Song Xiyuan was a little surprised: "What are you doing?"

"Opening presents."

A few seconds later, someone who was sitting was thrown under him by someone who walked over.

"Hey..." Song Xiyuan smiled and pushed him, "Just kidding, the gift is here..."

"It's too late." Quan Zhilong interrupted her.

Now I don't want any other gifts of any kind.

The words fell to her lips and stopped on her neck.

The atmosphere is a little tense.

Song Xiyuan pushed him again: "Aren't you going to practice..."

"Well," lips lingered on her skin, "If you are late, you will be late."

"You are the captain."

He lifted the hem of her dress with his hand.

"What is the captain?" Quan Zhilong asked.

"..." If you always use this sentence pattern, you really can't win.

His hands rubbed against her waist a few times and then moved upwards.

Song Xiyuan didn't know how to refute or what to continue.

He kissed her lips slowly.

Her mind went blank.

Underwear is undone.

Quan Zhilong stroked her body and suddenly laughed: "Relax, you are as stiff as a piece of wood now."

Song Xiyuan felt that he was about to die.

Because when she heard this sentence, another sentence floated in her mind.

You are hard as a rock now.

Generally appear in the description of Xiao Huang/wen.

It's not appropriate for a little virgin to have such thoughts...

Just be a little more reserved.

However, after such an interruption, she was obviously much better, and she was no longer as nervous as before.

Lying on the bed, she is currently wearing very thin clothes. Apart from underwear, she only has a T-shirt on her body.

When I was waiting on the sofa yesterday, it was clearly more than that.

Probably because he wanted her to sleep better, so he took care of it for her.

She couldn't wake her up even after taking off her clothes, so besides Zhuquan Zhilong, I couldn't find a better description.

In any case, his kindness yesterday made it easier for today.

Song Xiyuan originally thought that he had already made preparations.

But at this moment, she realized that she still had a lot of uneasiness.

"You..." she said under her throat.

"Huh?" Quan Zhilong was busy with his hands and mouth, but he didn't ignore her feelings.

"... Didn't you want it before?" She continued to ask.

The voice was so small that if he hadn't been so close to her, he wouldn't have heard it.

"Don't want it?" He laughed, and breathed warm breath in her ear, "I'm afraid I'll scare you, so I've been enduring it very hard."

Ruanxiang Wenyu was in his arms, and he did nothing for several nights.

He was almost moved to tears by his gentleman.

A man's fantasies about the woman he likes can never just stay on the spiritual level.

For him who is open-minded, making love is not a holy ritual, but an intimate interaction between couples like kissing.

The delay in making a move is just worrying about her thoughts.

Why do you still keep your virginity until now? Do you take this matter very seriously and cherish it?

It is impossible to guess what Kim Jae-joong and Cui Min-ho are thinking.

For him he just wanted more.

It doesn't mean he doesn't cherish her enough.

He felt that they would always be together, and this matter would happen sooner or later, so there was nothing wrong with it happening earlier.

So far, Song Xiyuan has spent nearly half of his life in the United States.

Her thinking is actually not conservative.

The concept is similar to that of Quan Zhilong.

Do/Love... Love enough to do.

This is also an expression of love.

But, it hurts to hear...

So, when Quan Zhilong's hand started to go down... grabbed him by the hem of his clothes.

"I'm a little scared," she said, looking him in the eyes.

Frustrated but not flinching.

Quan Zhilong kissed her eyes: "Don't be afraid."

Actually... Song Xiyuan felt that the pain was not as painful as he imagined.

Maybe because he is patient and gentle enough.

The feeling of being completely united with the one you love...

Song Xiyuan, who was usually quite eloquent, turned into a puddle of water. She pulled the pillow and hid half of her face under it.

Is this shy?

While moving, Quan Zhilong tore apart the pillow and threw it aside.

Song Xiyuan frowned and stared at him, but his eyes were powerless.

The original snow-white skin was flushed from the bottom, and the eyes were foggy.

The expression of dissatisfaction was in place, but it also brought a bit of hunger and thirst.

It seems that he is dissatisfied because he wants to get more favors.

What a beautiful gesture.

Of course, she was beautiful in the first place, but at this moment, her expression and demeanor were all for him, for him to show.

"You're right." Quan Zhilong broke her leg.

Dissatisfaction turned into confusion.

"What?" She opened her mouth slightly.

The voice is soft and greasy.

"If pigs were like you," he laughed, "then everyone would choose to be pigs."

"..." Song Xiyuan rolled his eyes slightly, and laughed reproachfully.

This smile is also charming and charming.

The hook is itchy.

Even though it was already in her body, it still made people dissatisfied.

Quan Zhilong quickened his movements.

Fortunately, she is usually pure and energetic, if she shows this charming look to others...

He leaned down and said to her, "From now on, you can only smile at me like this."

Song Xiyuan was a little confused: "Why am I laughing now?"

"Smiling like a bad woman," he replied, "the one who hooks feels uncomfortable."

"Oh..." She smiled again.

"Oh what?" He bit her earlobe.

"Understood." She raised her leg and clamped his waist, "Now, I can only hook you alone."

Although it's the first time, it can be considered to be by analogy when it comes to reconciliation.

Quan Zhilong was satisfied.

Moving his head down, he asked her, "Where do you think is better to bite?"

"Hey……"

"What? You don't remember?"

How can I forget what I said yesterday.

But who knew he was so childish, he wanted to play for real.

Teeth snapped at her neck.

"No," she stopped, "it will be seen by others..."

It is impossible to be a human being if people see it.

Quan Zhilong obediently moved to her chest.

There should be no problem with the words on the chest, Song Xiyuan thought, and no one will see it.

But what Quan Zhilong grinds and grinds is not to bite down.

Song Xiyuan, who was worn out, became hot again.

"What are you doing..." It was clearly an accusation, but there was a groan at the end of the sound.

"After thinking about it, let's save it for later." Quan Zhilong said.

Why do you have to torture me like this... If you can solve it today, do you want to save her to torture her later?

She turned her head away, with a look of death on her face: "You bite!"

Quan Zhilong was buried in her chest, and smiled lowly: "Do you have to bite? I didn't expect you to have such a hobby!"

"..." Song Xiyuan turned his head around and gave him a hard look.

According to visual estimation, Quan Zhilong will be an hour late today.

Song Xiyuan's plan to go back to sleep in the cage also broke down.

Taking out a gift from the bag and giving it to him, she felt that she had lost a lot of money today.

The gift is Versace sunglasses.

In fact, it's a great gift to give him.

As a fashionista, he can never have too much of this fashion item.

"Handsome." Quan Zhilong likes any gift.

Finally, he gave her a passionate kiss before he hurried out.

Before leaving, I also reminded: "I also have a gift for you, on the coffee table in the living room."

Why are you giving gifts? He hasn't traveled far.

The bed was a mess and the whole body was sticky.

Song Xiyuan took a look at the blood on the bed sheet and finally decided to ignore it.

Take a shower and go straight to check her presents.

The gift on the coffee table is not wrapped, just a shoe box.

The pair of shoes inside are the same as those worn by Quan Zhilong a few days ago.

It was the pair she praised as good-looking, and the shoe size was exactly her shoe size.

"It's really..." She looked at the shoes in the shoe box and couldn't help laughing.

Just a casual remark, did you come here on purpose?

Such little thoughtfulness is very helpful.

But couple shoes, will it be too high-profile?

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