Official Career Storm Chapter 741

Song Guanchao was sleeping hazily, feeling soone squirming in his arms.

As that sowhat excessively tight softness enveloped him, his body reacted before his mind.

With eyes closed, he grabbed Qingqing’s waist, and galloped away.

While indulging, he also noticed sothing different.

Chu Xiao’e’s body seed even tighter!

The butt seed bigger, the chest seed smaller.

Even the feeling when kissing was different.

But he couldn’t pinpoint what was different.

His mind still not quite clear, he didn’t overly focus on these details, only feeling this experience as unprecedentedly great.

Until a familiar voice sounded behind him, he jerked awake, opening his eyes, sowhat confused.

This voice was Chu Xiao’e.

But, wasn’t Chu Xiao’e underneath ?

How could the voice be coming from behind?

He withdrew his tongue, the woman in his arms was stark naked, her figure very similar to Chu Xiao’e.

Only, the butt was obviously bigger.

And, she had long hair.

Chu Xiao’e had short hair!

Who was this?

Song Guanchao was a bit dumbfounded.

Si Qingqing was also shocked, her heart panicking.

Even though she was already prepared to be discovered, when this mont actually arrived, she was still a bit at a loss.

The movents of the two were really too big, and sleeping on the sa bed, how could Chu Xiao’e not notice.

Like Song Guanchao, she felt very confused.

This was her ho, her bed, how could a woman suddenly appear?

Song Guanchao turned his head, the two exchanged glances, both seeing the confusion in each other’s eyes.

Chu Xiao’e pulled back the quilt, although this woman was not wearing clothes, she still felt a trace of familiarity.

She frowned: "Qingqing?"

Qingqing?

Si Qingqing?

Song Guanchao’s eyes widened, hastily pulling away.

"Hmm, ah~"

Si Qingqing let out a soft moan, but still did not sit up, burying herself in the pillow, not daring to face the two.

The two were now completely awake, roughly guessing why Si Qingqing was here.

Obviously, she ca intentionally, and did this intentionally too.

As for the purpose, it was equally obvious.

Chu Xiao’e was so angry her body trembled: "Si Qingqing, what’s wrong with you?"

Si Qingqing buried her head: "I went to the wrong room after using the bathroom, he was the one who initiated."

"You..."

Chu Xiao’e seed to be eting her for the first ti.

She never thought Si Qingqing would have such deep scheming.

She felt as if she had been blinded by lard, actually wanting to help her.

She helped her, yet in her own ho, in her presence, she snatched her own man!

"Shaless bitch!"

Chu Xiao’e cursed loudly.

Si Qingqing remained silent, accepting her insult, but inside feeling sowhat aggrieved.

"That’s enough."

Song Guanchao held her, patting her shoulder, soothing her emotions.

Then grabbing Si Qingqing’s arm, he pulled her up from the bed.

"What are you doing."

Si Qingqing yanked her arm away, but still kept her head down, not daring to look at the two.

Song Guanchao said: "I, a re secretary, am I worth Director Si doing this?"

Glancing at the bloodstains on the sheet, he said: "It’s still the first ti, is it worth it doing this?"

Si Qingqing repeated: "I went to the wrong room, it was you who moved first."

"I moved first?"

Song Guanchao chuckled, his smile sowhat cold.

"Seems Director Si is usually quite lonely."

After saying so, he suddenly stood up, clenched Si Qingqing’s mouth, shoving Xiao Song directly in.

It wasn’t until her mouth was completely blocked that Si Qingqing reacted, frantically slapping his thigh, trying to push him away.

Song Guanchao pressed down her hair, using her mouth as a channel for release, violently moving.

Chu Xiao’e stood by watching, blushing and looking away.

But after a while, she couldn’t help but look over.

For so reason, watching Song Guanchao and Si Qingqing do such things in front of her, she felt a kind of alternative excitent.

Song Guanchao let go, Si Qingqing lowered her head, coughing violently, tears choking out.

"You bastard...ah!"

Just as she cursed, her body suddenly felt light, being picked up by Song Guanchao.

Her hands instinctively wrapped around Song Guanchao’s neck.

Her legs spread apart.

"What are you doing...ah!"

Song Guanchao supported her plump butt, thrusting his waist fiercely, Si Qingqing let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Song Guanchao got off the bed, pressing her against the wall, doing this in front of Chu Xiao’e, treating her like livestock, without a trace of gentleness.

He coldly looked at Si Qingqing’s furrowed brows, the pain and humiliation on her face, while colliding, he said: "Didn’t expect Director Si is quite a scheming bitch. Want to bind this way?"

"I wasn’t..."

"Wasn’t? Then even better."

"A cheap offering door-to-door, not taking it is a waste."

"I’m not cheap..."

"Undressing so cleanly, if not cheap then what?"

"Slap!"

Song Guanchao slapped forcefully: "Does it feel good?"

Si Qingqing bit her lips, not answering, but her breathing grew heavier.

"Slap!"

Song Guanchao slapped repeatedly, asking sternly: "Does it feel good?"

Si Qingqing turned her head, tears streaming from her eyes.

She hadn’t expected Song Guanchao’s reaction upon waking.

She thought Song Guanchao would surely be panicked, would coax her, would kiss and entwine with her, would cherish and love her.

But why was it like this?

She wanted to push Song Guanchao away, but couldn’t at all.

Song Guanchao collided vigorously over and over, bringing her physical pleasure, but psychologically only humiliation.

Yet this humiliation, she brought upon herself.

Suddenly, she felt Song Guanchao increase his speed, letting out low muffled grunts.

She seed to guess sothing, fearfully pushing him: "Don’t do it inside, don’t..."

But it was too late, Song Guanchao stopped, and she felt waves of heat.

After a long ti, Song Guanchao turned around, throwing her on the bed.

"Sleep."

Song Guanchao lifted the quilt, lying in the middle.

Chu Xiao’e glanced at Si Qingqing curled up and crying on the bed, not comforting her, she lay in Song Guanchao’s arms.

After a while, seeing her still crying, Song Guanchao said: "Co over."

She didn’t move, Song Guanchao said: "Don’t make say it a third ti, co over!"

Si Qingqing sat up, wiping away tears, dazed for a while, not knowing what she was thinking, climbed over to Song Guanchao’s side.

Song Guanchao patted the area beside him, as soon as she lay down, Song Guanchao turned over, pressing her underneath again, kissing her neck.

Monts later, possessing her body once more.

Chu Xiao’e lay quietly beside, watching.

She wasn’t angry at all, instead quite intrigued.

Si Qingqing initially held back, but soon moaned aloud.

This ti Song Guanchao was much gentler, but after all, she had just broken her body, still sowhat unable to bear.

Song Guanchao tornted her all night, only stopping when dawn broke, turning to embrace Chu Xiao’e as he fell asleep.