Chapter 638: Chapter 638 Pouring Out One’s Heart_1
Li Qing returned to the living room and selected a can of green tea from Secretary Zhou’s exceptionally rich collection of teas, brewing a little for himself.
The old silver coin, Secretary Zhou, who had a penchant for backstabbing, would probably drop dead on the spot if he knew not only was Li Qing drinking his tea, but later he planned to ruthlessly trample his beautiful and charming wife underneath.
Having had less than three or four cups of tea, the two beautiful cooks, Lu Furong and Sister Hu, had the midnight snack ready.
Steamy copper pot lamb hot pot.
In this weather that’s on the verge of winter, having such a pot was indeed quite comforting.
After Lu Furong arranged all the dishes on the dining table, she took out a bottle of baijiu.
"We’re drinking a bit today, too?" Li Qing, who was drinking tea to sober up, was a bit confused.
He racked his brain, wondering if today was some special occasion.
But couldn’t think of any.
"Drink a little, a light drink makes for a cheerful mood," Sister Hu said.
"Come over, let’s eat!" Lu Furong called out to Li Qing with a stern face.
Li Qing poured himself a large cup of tea and walked over, "Lamb hot pot does call for some wine, it adds to the taste."
"You don’t know, but Furong actually wants you to last longer. It’s said that drinking makes you last longer, and she’s planning to drain you tonight!" Sister Hu chuckled.
Li Qing was at a loss for words, "Am I not lasting enough already?"
"Still not enough, love, tonight is our home ground," Sister Hu said with a charming light laugh.
Li Qing was slightly puzzled; by the sound of it, it seemed like they had already planned everything well in advance?
Gently caressing Sister Hu’s enticing little perky butt with his palm, and giving it a firm squeeze, Li Qing said with a smile, "Then I shall wait with bated breath!"
"Come here, treat you to a little pre-meal sweet," Lu Furong suddenly came over, leaning on a chair and sticking her bottom out at Li Qing.
Li Qing was stunned for a moment; was this really happening so suddenly... so boldly?
This sort of thing, he had no reservations about, his palm gently caressing, ready to provide Lu Furong with some service.
But unexpectedly, Lu Furong dodged out of the way and, with her face flushed, said, "Forget it, let’s just hurry up and eat."
Sister Hu burst into laughter, "What’s with the shyness now? Let Qingzi have a taste, just look at how wet you’ve gotten."
"Too much water, I’ll wash up a bit before treating him," Lu Furong said shyly.
"No worries, come on, I like it all wet and juicy," Li Qing said with a laugh.
Lu Furong still hadn’t picked up her cousin’s knack for teasing.
"I don’t like that, let’s just eat," Lu Furong huffed.
"Fine, let’s eat first then," Sister Hu gently nudged Li Qing with her elbow, passing him a look.
Li Qing instantly got the hint.
He had almost forgotten that he and Sister Hu had already agreed on their plan.
Today was to be the day of extreme exploration with Lu Furong; there really was no need to rush these moments.
Steamy lamb hot pot and two such stunning beauties at the dining table – Li Qing was nearly floating on air with delight.
Life doesn’t get much better than this – what more could one possibly want?
After no more than two or three drinks, both Lu Furong and Sister Hu’s cheeks were a bit rosy.
It was unclear whether it was the heat or the alcohol.
"I think that’s about enough, let’s not drink after this glass," Sister Hu proposed, raising her glass.
Lu Furong swayed slightly, "Drink, why not? We drink to enjoy ourselves."
She seemed a bit tipsy, just enough to be in a light state of intoxication.
Li Qing didn’t have any objections, as long as he didn’t get so drunk that it would affect his "main business."
Sister Hu subtly nudged Li Qing with her elbow, giving him a meaningful look.
But... Li Qing really didn’t understand what she meant.
Seeing Li Qing didn’t catch on, Sister Hu pursed her lips, stood up, walked behind Lu Furong, and, very naturally, fished out Lu Furong’s two full "little guys" from under her clothes, because the outfits they were wearing today were practically the same as wearing nothing at all.
Although seen only faintly, Li Qing could actually see everything that was supposed to be seen.
But the visual shock of those two snow-white "little guys" suddenly being revealed was very strong, instantly making Li Qing’s blood surge.
"Furong, didn’t you say you wanted to properly punish Qingzi tonight? Forget about drinking, I think we can start now," Sister Hu said. "If you get drunk later, how will you manage?"
Only then did Li Qing understand what Sister Hu was getting at – she was worried about getting drunk.
Lu Furong opened her eyes wide, pointed at Li Qing, and commanded, "Come here and serve your queen, eat them."
Li Qing could tell that Lu Furong was actually a bit tipsy already.
Without the courage provided by the liquor, it wouldn’t have been easy for her to say such things.
"As you wish, you little tease, I’m coming!" Li Qing drank a few sips of tea to rinse his mouth before squeezing next to Lu Furong.
His broth was very spicy, and without rinsing, it would affect the "business."
The glistening "little cherries" lightly danced on the tip of his tongue, a sizzling sound emanating from between Li Qing’s lips and teeth.
"Ah... Ahhh!" Lu Furong let out a passionate cry, carelessly clamping her thighs tightly together.
The effect of the alcohol made this sensation very intense, seemingly magnifying it infinitely.
Although Lu Furong was wearing something, it might as well have been nothing. The thin bodystocking she had on was crotchless.
Sister Hu chuckled softly, squatting down beside Lu Furong’s legs, "The top part is for Qingzi, the bottom is mine."
"Ooh... so comfortable, I feel like I’m ascending to heaven." The moment Sister Hu got to work, Lu Furong cried out, reclining in the chair, her flushed cheeks revealing an immensely satisfied expression.
The clear broth in the copper pot was still bubbling, while the three people next to the dining table had entangled themselves into a strange position.
"You little rascal, take out your big ’little rascal’; I want to eat it!" Lu Furong scratched Li Qing’s face randomly, murmuring her words.
Li Qing couldn’t help but be speechless – what big ’little rascal’? That was too much!
He propped himself up to fulfill Lu Furong’s request.
The alcohol had unleashed the wild side hidden deep within this woman’s bones.
She grabbed it fiercely and gulped it down hungrily.
Sister Hu shook her head and quietly took out a toy she had prepared earlier.
"Mmm... Ahhh!"
As the toy delved deeper, Lu Furong’s emotions bubbled up instantly, like the broth boiling in the copper pot.
Busy with her actions, she started to cry out unrestrainedly.
"You little rascal, let your ’little rascal’ in quickly, I want it so bad..."
Lu Furong was entrapped in that dreamy emotion, her eyes hazy, issuing an invitation.
"Just enjoy it for now; we’re not quite there yet. If you squirt once, I’ll let Qingzi do you," Sister Hu said.
"No, I want it now," Lu Furong whined, twisting her body and calling out coquettishly.
"Your whining won’t help; eat properly," Sister Hu commanded.
The power was now in Sister Hu’s hands.
This playful woman had already begun...
