My Cold And Beautiful CEO

Chapter 203: Even when you go to bed, you should read the almanac

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Qin Hao smiled: "Why bother? You will be mine sooner or later anyway, why rush it."

"What? Are you afraid that Cui Jianguo will do something to me? Don't worry, this is my first time, and he didn't take advantage." Song Yao's eyes had a trace of unnoticeable sadness, which disappeared in a flash, and she smiled: "Or are you willing to give me up to another man?"

Qin Hao had a headache. This woman was born to be a flirt, and she was okay when she was serious. But once she let go, her ability to seduce people was even hard for Qin Hao, who had extraordinary determination.

With a simple word and a charming look, Qin Hao's originally calm body suddenly became hot. His blood flow accelerated, his heart beat very fast, as if his whole body was on fire, and his eyes couldn't help but feel a little fiery.

After seeing all the changes in Qin Hao's body, Song Yao was still very satisfied. What woman wouldn't want a man she likes to be sexually interested in her? Even just the body is enough.

"How dare you!" This was a naked threat. Song Yao's intention was clearly to be completely corrupted. How could Qin Hao, who had already regarded her as a forbidden woman, allow her to be with another man.

Song Yao didn't speak, just looked at Qin Hao with a smile, her hand holding the goblet showed no intention of stopping, and she poured one cup after another into her mouth, obviously not giving up until she was drunk.

"Hey..." Qin Hao sighed. Song Yao's life was indeed too hard. If he didn't give her confidence and comfort her at this time, I really don't know what this woman would do that she would regret.

Thinking of this, Qin Hao sat next to Song Yao from the opposite side, picked up the woman and put her on his lap, put one hand around her waist, and let Song Yao, who was already a little tipsy, relax and lean on his chest.

"Qin Hao, can't wait? You want me to do this? But I'm not drunk yet, what should I do? Do you want me to cooperate, how about pretending to be drunk?" Song Yao talked nonsense wantonly, leaning completely In Qin Hao's arms, he put his head on his chin and said with a smile.

"As you wish." The corners of Qin Hao's mouth raised slightly, and he suddenly brought his mouth to the side of Song Yao's face, nibbling on the cute earlobe, and looking at her ambiguously.

The warm breath exhaled from Qin Hao's mouth hit Song Yao's face and neck, and there was a tickling feeling, which made her body tremble. She bit her lip and smiled sweetly: "Private room? Or the toilet? Just forget it here."

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Yao suddenly put her arms around Qin Hao's neck, and her bright red mouth came directly to Qin Hao's lips, touching them intimately.

However, although this girl is very proactive, her movements are obviously unfamiliar and without any skills. It is just the hormonal impulse in her heart that drives her.

If you don't eat the meat delivered to your door, you won't eat it for free, let alone his own woman. If Qin Hao is shrinking, is he still a man

Opening his mouth, Qin Hao stuck out his tongue and flexibly inserted it into Song Yao's mouth, seducing the other party's sweet tongue. The two were entangled passionately and kissed for several minutes, until Song Yao's breathing became rapid and she almost couldn't. When he was about to suffocate, Qin Hao let go of the other party without hesitation.

"Huh huh..." The liberated Song Yao breathed in the fresh air. After a while, before Qin Hao could speak, she pounced on him again.

The two of them went back and forth, separated and joined together several times. Qin Hao did almost everything a couple could do, but never broke through the last barrier.

Song Yao was a little anxious and reached out to touch Qin Hao's lower body: "You can't do it, right? We have done everything, do you still want to stop at this last step?"

This sentence reminded Qin Hao that although a man can't say no, it is worth paying for being able to do it for the rest of his life. His life is important. If he dares to have sex with Song Yao now, why should he die suddenly on the spot

Qin Hao endured the grief and humiliation in his heart, looked at Song Yao bitterly with a decadent expression, and nodded: "I didn't expect you to find out. Yes, I have been in trouble recently and have some physical problems, so..."

When Song Yao heard this, she was stunned, her eyes were round and round, and her hand groping for Qin Hao's lower body stopped: "Really or not, you seem to be in good health, how could this happen? Go to the hospital quickly, this must be treated, otherwise what will happen next?"

"No need." Qin Hao was so embarrassed that he wanted to cover his face. Fortunately, Song Yao was the only one here. Otherwise, if others really misunderstood him, he would cry to death

"It's not like you don't know that I am a doctor myself, and those quack doctors in the hospital are also assigned to treat me? Don't worry, it's just a temporary intermittent thing, the kind that sometimes works but doesn't work, you have to try your luck. You are lucky today No, I can’t get up, so I have to postpone it for a while.”

"Is there any treatment method? You can't do this in the future just by looking at the almanac, right? There are already a lot of women who like you, but you still have to look at the day, how can you get the rain and dew equally?" It is related to the happiness of future life, Song Yao The whole person became nervous. When this person became nervous, he forgot all his previous sadness and depravity.

Being pressed like this by Song Yao, even though Qin Hao was as thick-skinned as a city wall, he couldn't help but feel ashamed. He said helplessly: "It can be cured. This is mainly a psychological problem. As long as I overcome it, it will be fine. Trust me."

Song Yao felt relieved and slapped Qin Hao angrily: "You bad guy, why didn't you tell me earlier? You insisted on making me unable to get up or down, and I would lose my chain at the critical moment."

"Drink, drink," Qin Hao wanted to die and quickly changed the subject. If Song Yao continued to talk like this, his remaining self-esteem as a man would probably be destroyed.

Just when the atmosphere between the two relaxed slightly and they were about to continue drinking, Xiao Zhao suddenly walked over from the corner quickly, with an anxious look on his face: "Mr. Qin, something happened to the eldest lady."

Qin Hao couldn't help but look tense: "What's going on?"

Xiao Zhao quickly told the whole story. It turned out that today, the bosses of various gangs in Youyun Club gathered together for a meeting, and Yun Shan, as the president, of course also had to attend. Who would have known that something unexpected would happen at the meeting, and the talks between Yunshan and these guys who had harbored evil intentions for a long time had broken down. The conflicts within the meeting had completely intensified, and the situation had become very serious. Fortunately, the men who followed took advantage of Yunshan's opportunity to deal with it. Tell the truth, otherwise Xiao Zhao and the others would still be kept in the dark.

"I understand, you stay in the bar with the brothers, just in case, I will bring her back." Qin Hao put down his glass, stood up, and looked at Song Yao: "Yao Yao, it seems that we can't do it again today. I’ll drink with you, I’ll take you back first.”

Song Yao shook her head: "I'd better go by myself. That eldest lady should be your woman too. Since she is in danger, you should go quickly, but you must pay attention to safety."

"No, I'm not worried about you going back alone." Song Yao was in a very bad state today and drank so much wine. How dare Qin Hao let her go home alone.

Xiao Zhao interjected from the side: "Otherwise, Mr. Qin, I will send this young lady back, and you should hurry up and save the eldest lady. Time waits for no one. If something happens, I will never be able to atone for my sin!" "

PS: Chuxin’s last month’s new flower book list, please give me flowers, I’ll beg for you on my knees. . . . . . ,. . . (To be continued)