For One Night with New Boss - Chapter 32

The original tension dissipated in a flash, and even the greatest anger was extinguished.

The meek little sheep finally dares to fight back, but unfortunately it turns out to be a mistake, and Zheng Yan laughs loudly and ungraciously.

“Hahahaha, you’re such a baby!” Ripping off the Yang Qingqiao sitting across his body, he vigorously wrapped it in his arms.

“You’re saying I’m a joker, aren’t you?” Yang Qing Qiao is really embarrassed, originally a perfect opportunity to counterattack is so wasted, but when he first met Zheng Yan, he positioned himself as No. 0, so he does not have too strong desire to be No. 1, and is only occasionally a little curious about being on top.

Besides, Zheng Yan is an absolute total attacker in every way, a belly attacker, and sometimes a cameo as a ghost attacker, so it’s completely unimaginable to imagine being pressed.

Seriously, if Zheng Yan is really willing to let him press, he wouldn’t dare to, who knows, after pressing once, will not be subjected to more inhumane bullying and tossing.

It’s a useless thing! Perhaps you would like to laugh and scold him, but he is a small Joe is a superb natural subject, expecting him to be a strong attacker, is like asking a chicken to fly like an eagle, it is difficult to force him ah.

Of course, Zheng Yan will not give him the opportunity, even if he usually often indulge him in the head of the earth, but still will not really let him ride to the head of the lawlessness of the wild.

Dear little lamb, you’d better behave yourself!

Yang Qing Qiao lay on Zheng Yan’s chest, his laughter rumbling and reverberating between his ears like spring thunder.

Although they were no longer cross-eyed and furious, their bodies were still in a state of high arousal, and their anger naturally transformed into hot lust.

Zheng Yan’s hand slid down to Yang Qing Qiao’s waist and kneaded it, their clothes were in disarray from the struggle just now, especially the latter, whose shirt buttons had been ripped off several times, exposing his fair chest, with two pink buds looming.

Lifting the hem of his shirt he probed in, caressing the silky skin.

Only so gently touching, Yang Qing Qiao will also trigger desire, the place to be stroked become exceptionally sensitive, fluffy scratching feeling, goose bumps floated out.

Jung Yeon stopped laughing and kissed him on the forehead with a sideways glance.

Yang Qing Qiao naturally tilted his face up, his lips greeted him, slurping on the soft and smooth tongue that reached into his mouth, a heated kiss that was so pleasurable that it was almost suffocating, and his consciousness drifted up as if he was short of oxygen.

He so loved the feeling of kissing Zheng Yan, intimate and sweet enough to teach intoxication, the whole person is going to melt.

When the inseparable lips parted, a silver thread broke, as if unwilling to part.

So Yang Qing Qiao kissed him back again, this time taking the initiative to invade Zheng Yan’s mouth with his tongue.

Zheng Yan’s eyes flashed with surprise, and then deepened the kiss, the two tongues chasing and entangling each other, until both of them were out of breath before separating again.

“It’s rare to see you so enthusiastic and proactive, so this time, I’m going to give you the control.” Zheng Yan, in a rare moment of generosity, revealed a lecherous expression with a teasing look on his face and said, “Queen, please love me well.”

Yang Qing Qiao’s cheeks flamed red, again teased by the abominable mockery, and his expression feigned fierceness. “Hmph, this is what you said, don’t regret it.”

“Regret is not in my vocabulary.” He raised an eyebrow. “Unless you’re too skillful.”

“I was taught by you, and if the skills are terrible, it must be because you taught them badly.” He spoke back in defiance.

“Ha, well said!” Zheng Yan laughed out loud and pinched his cheek. “Then consider this as an acceptance result, don’t let me down too much, otherwise I’ll just have to try my hardest to teach you a few more times, and I’ll have to add some more aids to the teaching aids, oh.”

This is a clear threat! Yang Qing Qiao felt that he had fallen into a trap where he would lose no matter what he did, but he had been challenged and refused to give in, so he had to convince Zheng Yan to do something.

In the past, most of the sexual affairs were dominated by Zheng Yan’s control, and Yang Qing Qiao just had to give herself completely to him, following him as he danced and sank.

After thinking about it, he slowly sat up and reached for the tie he had casually tossed aside to bind Zheng Yan’s eyes. In the past, Zheng Yan had also tied his eyes, the trepidation of losing his sight, the acuity of his senses heightened to a frightening level.

However, his purpose was different from Zheng Yan’s, he just didn’t want Zheng Yan to look at him from beginning to end, that would make him shy away from letting go of his boldness and ruffling the feathers.

Zheng Yan raised the corner of his mouth and lay still, waiting for his next move.

Yang Qingqiao unbuttoned his shirt and ran his hands up his thick chest, sweeping his fingers to the nipples, sweeping them up and down to play with them, then leaning down to hold one of them, the tip of his tongue circling around it.

Zheng Yan remained still, only the frequency of his breathing changed slightly.

The lips that sucked and licked the nipple gradually moved downward, nibbling at his flesh as if they were trying to eat him, leaving a faint circle of teeth marks and pausing when they reached the small of his back.

Zheng Yan felt the front of his pants being peeled back, his pants brushed off, leaving only the snug black cotton panties wrapped around his half-penetrated member.

For men, a direct assault on the key areas is definitely the most effective attack.

So instead of holding or stroking it, Yang Qing Qiao took a direct bite on it through the thin material of his shirt.

Zheng Yan’s breathing rate increased and his snorting worsened.

There’s no man who doesn’t love a blowjob, and Yang Qing Qiao pulled down his briefs crisply, his hard sex popping out, the wet tip grazing the end of his nose, stained with the male’s watery trail and flavor.

Yang Qing Qiao couldn’t help but get excited too, the current of lust kept running up from the bottom of his back. Glancing at the tie on Zheng Yan’s face, to make sure that the tie is well tied and not loose or ripped off, before the face reddened and lowered his head again …….

He couldn’t count the number of times he had done it with his mouth for Jung Yeon, yet every time he was still so ashamed, especially with Jung Yeon watching him, he always felt it was more lustful than being directly penetrated, that’s why he wanted to cover Jung Yeon’s view.

Feeling his place being warmly wrapped and licked, Zheng Yan’s body tightened with arousal, each of his firm muscles storing up strength.

Quietly pulling the tie that bound his eyes a little, peeking at the person focused on his crotch, it was the most wonderful image in the world, he loved the way Yang Qing Qiao tried to please him, a lovely shy prodigality.