He saw the determination in Tong Siqing's eyes and tasted some hidden meaning. Was Tong Siqing really so angry with Li Mingxue that she was confused? If he didn't obey Tong Siqing's wishes, she would shout "Catch the hooligan" and then tear his clothes a little. He would have to jump into the Yellow River to wash himself clean.
Tong Siqing climbed on top of Fang Zhicheng, she hesitated for a moment, then gently took off her outer blouse, revealing her fair skin. Tong Siqing had carefully examined her body more than once, she was very confident about her figure, with exquisite curves, well-proportioned, plump yet slender, slender and soft waist, firm and elastic buttocks, and slender and well-proportioned legs, just like an exquisite work of art.
Unfortunately, her husband Li Mingxue turned a blind eye to it and even had an affair outside. Although Qi Fang was pretty, she was obviously not as good-looking as Tong Siqing.
Stimulated by Qi Fang and Li Mingxue, Tong Siqing couldn't help but sigh inwardly, what's the point of keeping her virginity for her husband
Tong Siqing reached behind her back and unbuttoned her bra, finally exposing Fang Zhicheng's uncontrollable beauty to the public.
Fang Zhicheng swallowed his saliva and said in a deep voice: "Sister Siqing, please don't force me anymore."
Tong Siqing leaned over and kissed Fang Zhicheng on the neck, sighing, "Just once, never again."
Fang Zhicheng gritted his teeth, hesitating for a long time before saying, "This is not fair!"
"Then what do you think is fair?" Tong Siqing felt Fang Zhicheng's reaction, and she slid her hand down along his chest muscles, reaching into the belt position, and gently pinched the belt and pulled it out.
"You owe me this time. Next time if I want to, you have to pay me back." As he spoke, Fang Zhicheng stretched out his hand and pressed Tong Siqing under him.
"I didn't expect you to be so greedy." Tong Siqing said with red eyes, "Okay then... Anyway, there's no difference between once and twice." After saying that, Tong Siqing exerted force on her waist, turned over, and rode on Fang Zhicheng again, sighing softly, "But I have to make the decision tonight."
Fang Zhicheng took a deep breath, then, seemingly reluctantly, slowly stretched out his hand... Tong Siqing threw her head back with all her might, tearing at Fang Zhicheng's shirt at the same time. A button popped off, flew out, jumped on the ground several times, and rolled to the right side of the bedside table.
Fang Zhicheng looked at his clothes being thrown out one by one. He couldn't help but straighten his legs and look towards Li Mingxue on the wall.
In the photo, the smile on Li Mingxue's face has become a little more lively and vivid, and Fang Zhicheng actually saw the encouragement in it...
In the living room, Li Dehan was slightly startled, and looked towards the bedroom. He held his chin and asked in confusion, "Old Tong, what was that noise just now?"
Tong Mengyuan was racking his brains to deal with Li Dehan's attack, and said impatiently: "You have tinnitus, right? Where is the sound? Don't interrupt me. You want to divert my attention and take advantage of my mistakes? That's impossible." After he finished speaking, Tong Mengyuan's eyes lit up, and he made a key move heavily, opening up the hub between the middle game and the right side.
Li Dehan secretly exclaimed, "That's amazing!" and quickly retracted his attention, concentrating on dealing with the sudden change on the chessboard.
In the room, Tong Siqing's face was distorted due to being too excited. Fang Zhicheng was afraid that she would scream too loudly, so he took a corner of the pillow and stuffed it into her mouth. Her saliva flowed down the corner of her mouth, wetting a large area of the pillowcase.
After an unknown amount of time, the pillow that had been swaying rhythmically finally slid down powerlessly and hit the floor. After Tong Siqing's excitement, she found that Fang Zhicheng was still not satisfied, so she pushed him and said in a low, trembling voice, "Okay, okay, get up soon."
Fang Zhicheng said vaguely: "Sister Siqing, you are too selfish. It's only been a short time, and I haven't had enough fun yet."
Tong Siqing stretched out her hand and pinched the flesh on Fang Zhicheng's arm. Fang Zhicheng cried out in pain and could only retreat. Tong Siqing rolled her eyes at Fang Zhicheng and spat in a low voice: "We agreed to do it only once, but you have done it several times... And people say that men can't do it anymore after they have that... How can you still..."
Fang Zhicheng rubbed the sore spot, chuckled twice, and sighed: "I don't know the reason, am I a superman?"
"Hurry up and put on your clothes. It will be bad if Old Li sees you." Tong Siqing threw a few tissues to Fang Zhicheng. She didn't feel anything because of her excitement just now, but now she suddenly realized that she had done something extremely shameful.
Fang Zhicheng quickly put on his clothes. After Tong Siqing put on her clothes, she looked in the mirror and tied her messy hair before following Fang Zhicheng out of the bedroom. The two old men were still fighting on the chessboard, so Fang Zhicheng and Tong Siqing simply sneaked out.
After seeing Fang Zhicheng off, he happened to meet Li Mingxue. Li Mingxue seemed to be a little guilty, and took the initiative to greet Tong Siqing and said, "Hey, did you see Zhicheng off just now?"
Tong Siqing said "hmm" and quickened her pace, leaving Li Mingxue behind. Li Mingxue frowned subconsciously, thinking to himself, "Will my wife find out?" He quickly dispelled this doubt, reminded himself not to be suspicious, and followed her back home.
After Li Mingxue returned home, he locked himself in the study room as usual. The two old men decided the winner and went back to their own homes. Tong Siqing was lying on the bed thinking about what had just happened. Her ears were hot and her heart was beating. She felt something was wrong. She quickly sat up from the bed and searched the walls and corners.
After a long time, she found a white button next to the bedside table and became depressed.
When Fang Zhicheng got out of the Jetta, he subconsciously glanced at his open shirt, smiled helplessly, then took out a pair of pink lace panties from his pocket, tilted his head, and began to think about where to hide this souvenir.
Extra 3: Siqing's Romance Outside the Chessboard
Fang Zhicheng looked at his clothes being thrown out one by one. He couldn't help but straighten his legs and look towards Li Mingxue on the wall.
In the photo, the smile on Li Mingxue's face has become a little more lively and vivid, and Fang Zhicheng actually saw the encouragement in it...
Fang Zhicheng pressed Tong Siqing, his eyes wandering over her towering breasts. A pair of white and tender breasts, as if covered with cream, were supported by a pink half-cup bra, squeezing out a deep cleavage. Under the thin bra, the white skin that was whiter than snow moved rhythmically with her breathing, bringing a visual impact to people.
Fang Zhicheng felt a fire rising in his heart. He had been with Tong Siqing for a long time. If he said he had no feelings for this beautiful woman, he would be lying. At this moment, he felt that his dry soul was like encountering a clear spring. He just wanted to lean down deeply and drink up the sweet rain eagerly.
Although Tong Siqing said that she was taking the initiative, she was struggling in her heart. The strong smell coming from Fang Zhicheng made her hesitate. "It would be terrible if my father and father-in-law found out."
Fang Zhicheng put his arms around Tong Siqing's soft waist and stroked her flat belly through her thin clothes. Then he wanted to continue sliding down, but Tong Siqing twisted her body and grabbed his hand.
"I... I regret it..." Tong Siqing's eyes met Fang Zhicheng's. Fang Zhicheng smiled and took the opportunity to hold her hand in his palm and caress it. Tong Siqing wanted to pull her hand back, but was afraid that Fang Zhicheng would continue to invade her, so she was in a dilemma.
"Sister Siqing, your hands are so soft." Fang Zhicheng simply used both hands to hold down Tong Siqing's soft hand that was intercepted halfway, but his eyes were fixed on her pink neck and the extension of her snow-white skin, which brought him endless reverie.
"How can they be soft? I do housework all the time, so my hands are not as soft as they used to be. They are much rougher now." Tong Siqing turned her face away. Her hands were indeed very soft. In order to cultivate Tong Siqing's piano practice, Tong Mengyuan let her soak her hands in milk every year. However, time passed quickly and she had already put down the piano for many years. However, the softness of her hands did not change much.
Fang Zhicheng smiled, pulled Tong Siqing's hand, put her onion-like fingers in his mouth, and licked them carefully with the tip of his tongue. Tong Siqing obviously did not expect Fang Zhicheng to do this. The hot and wet feeling on her fingers made her feel itchy in her heart, and a surge of desire arose in her heart.
Fang Zhicheng licked each of Tong Siqing's fingers carefully. Tong Siqing's eyes began to blur. A strange feeling of stimulation spread throughout her body, making her tremble uncontrollably.
Fang Zhicheng's hand did not move down, but slid upwards, pressing on her tall and plump breasts through her bra. Tong Siqing stretched out her other hand and weakly moved it, but did not pull it away, allowing Fang Zhicheng to gently caress and rub it. Fang Zhicheng lowered his head to Tong Siqing's ear and whispered, "If it's okay, tell me."
Hot air gushed out of Fang Zhicheng's mouth, which made Tong Siqing feel boundless desire. She knew what Fang Zhicheng meant. That vague sentence was actually a kind of tenderness. If he entered her abruptly, it would make her feel uncomfortable. Fang Zhicheng was waiting for her to completely open up her body and mind.
Tong Siqing felt her breathing become heavier and more rapid, and her breathing became less smooth. Fang Zhicheng pinched her breasts, fully feeling her softness and fleshiness, and his lower body became harder and harder.
Tong Siqing twisted her legs. She could feel a wet feeling in her lower body. She hadn't tasted this feeling for a long time. She felt relaxed in her heart. In the gloomy world, it was as if a ray of light shone into the depths of her confused soul. It turned out that this was the feeling she was calling for.