The CEO’s flower-protecting dragon

"Explain clearly what is going on." Song Fei did not doubt that Qin Fan was telling lies. She knew the little man's abilities, and the Ding family was nothing in his eyes.

Qin Fan then told what happened in the Ding family, of course, omitting the things related to Zhou Qiqi.

Song Fei stared with beautiful eyes and said in shock: "Xue Delin, my God, your medical skills are better than Xue Delin?"

Qin Fan said unexpectedly: "Why, do you know him?"

"Of course I know him. He is a nominal expert of the China National Health Commission and he once treated grandpa."

Song Fei said, looking at him like a monster, "Are you so good at medical skills?"

The shocked look in the woman's eyes satisfied Qin Fan's vanity. He smiled proudly and said, "I am both civilized and martial. There is no one more talented than me in the whole world!"

"I do not believe!"

Song Fei laughed playfully, threw Qin Fan down, sat on his lap, and said majestically: "No matter how talented you are, you still have to be pinned down by me!"

Hey, although this is very comfortable, her words made Qin Fan unhappy. I haven't suppressed you yet, and you want to rebel and suppress me first. This is unreasonable.

Thinking of this, he put his hand around Song Fei's waist to prevent her from falling, and then pushed hard with his back, causing her whole body to rotate 180 degrees in the air. When she fell, their postures changed.

Now it was Song Fei who was pressed under her, and due to the gravity when she fell, the place where they came into contact was hit hard.

hiss!

They both gasped at the same time.

Song Fei raised her eyebrows and felt a numbness and pain in her lower body that passed directly to her mind. It was very strange, as if her soul was about to leave her body.

Qin Fan hurriedly took a deep breath to suppress the terrible but rarely experienced feeling.

Hold it back, don't vent your youth, it will kill people.

If they hadn't both been wearing pants, this might have been a big mistake. Song Fei's face turned red, she rolled her eyes in confusion, and her body started to twitch.

"Are you OK?"

Qin Fan looked at her with some worry. As a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, he naturally knew that men and women were vulnerable in the same way. It was no problem if he had magic power to protect his body, but Song Fei didn't.

"I really hope you can take down Shu Shu quickly, so that I can experience the feeling of plowing the court and sweeping the holes."

Song Fei is also a tough girl who can say any sexy thing once she lets go.

Qin Fan didn't dare to pester him any longer. He almost suffered a blow just now. A few more blows would surely make him unable to resist.

Just as she was about to get up, Song Fei suddenly did a sit-up, put her hands directly around his neck, and pressed her soft red lips against him.

Qin Fan could still bear the power of this mouth, and besides, it was really soft. Because Song Fei exercised regularly, her skin felt tight and elastic to the touch.

But her lips were unusually soft, almost the same as the touch of her murder weapon.

Opposites attract, so Qin Fan's mouth started to suck.

The two of them instantly entered a state of selflessness. Song Fei lay down again and responded to the man enthusiastically.

Qin Fan's hands were wreaking havoc on her chest. This was a man's instinctive reaction. When he was nervous, he always wanted to grab something to feel at ease.

Song Fei doesn't want to suffer a loss, why is it that you are the only one who can touch me, and my aunt also wants to touch me back!

It was as if they were competing against each other. One grasped the strengths of the other, and the other grasped the strengths of the other. It was truly a back-and-forth between them.

"Um...I can't do it anymore!"

After five or six minutes of uninterrupted kissing, Song Fei pushed Qin Fan away, her face turned red from holding back, and she kept breathing heavily: "Take a rest first, it's almost suffocating me to death."

Qin Fan was also a little tired, not physically, but mentally. Song Fei's hands were as soft as her mouth, hehe.

"I'm going to drink some water."

Qin Fan said and wanted to sit up.

"No, do it again."

Song Fei pulled him unceremoniously, smiled slightly, put her lips in front of him, and exhaled softly: "This time, just kiss and not touch, so as not to accidentally misfire."

Then the two people's mouths were attracted together like magnets, and various sounds were made from the mingling of lips and teeth.

Qin Fan had received professional endurance training from four masters, and he would not touch anything if he was told not to. But Song Fei couldn't do it. His hands couldn't stop, touching the top and bottom, and touching the bottom and behind.

Qin Fan was not happy now, and said with the last trace of reason: "Didn't you say you can't touch it? Your hands are almost bald."

"Humph, that's for you, I can touch it." Song Fei started touching it unreasonably, but she also knew not to go too far, so in the end she simply put her hand on the back of her thigh.

"Stop making trouble. I have to go to the municipal government tomorrow. You can send me there." Qin Fan said, covering her mischievous mouth.

"Huh?" Song Fei was stunned, kept her posture still, and asked, "Why are you going to the municipal government?"

Qin Fan said vaguely: "There is something I need him to do."

"Hey, when you become an official, your tone of voice is different, and the mayor doesn't take it seriously." Song Fei teased: "When can I talk to the governor?"

"You dare to tease your husband and me, I'm looking for a beating!" Qin Fan slapped the side of her buttocks, causing a wave of flesh to roll. This feeling was speechless.

"Honey, I'm hungry. You go and cook. I want to take a shower."

Song Fei pouted, and the little elf acted cute in a different style.

After hearing this, Qin Fan asked in confusion: "Didn't you just wash it?"

"It's not all your fault for making me so confused." Song Fei rolled her eyes at Qin Fan.

Qin Fan said cowardly: "Then next time I will clear the clouds and see the sun."

"Screw you!"

Song Fei sneered and went to take a shower with weird steps.

Qin Fan glanced at the sofa and saw a wet spot. He didn't know if it was sweat. He went to the kitchen, flushed his face with cold water, and then drank two sips of ice water before he felt calmer.

Seeing that it was time for dinner, he started tinkering in the kitchen to cook.

Song Fei just rinsed the marks on her body and washed them quickly. She was about to go to the kitchen, but someone opened the door again, and it was Liu Yingying.

"Eh? Yingying, didn't you say you wouldn't come back tonight?" Song Fei asked in surprise.

What day is it today? I obviously couldn’t come back, but I finally came back.

She was a little lucky in her heart. Fortunately, she was hungry and asked Qin Fan to cook. Otherwise, if Liu Yingying saw them lingering on the sofa, the family would be ruined.

Liu Yingying sat down and said depressedly: "Forget it, we originally agreed to have a dormitory dinner, but someone suddenly stopped going due to something else, and we were not in the mood, so we made an appointment to go there next time."

She said a few words, touched her buttocks with her hands, frowned and said, "Why is the sofa so wet?"

Liu Yingying moved aside. When Song Fei saw the water stains on the sofa, she was almost scared to death. Oh my god, that's not...

"Well, Xiaofan accidentally spilled it when he was drinking water."

Song Fei's heart was pounding, and she happened to see a soda bottle in the trash can. She had an idea and used it as an excuse.