Sheng Chong's second marriage, Mr. Song is lucky to be pregnant

Chapter 326 Song Yixian collapsed from exhaustion
"Exquisite, when you were 13 years old, I already wanted to do deviant behavior to you. Do you know how hard I have endured these years? My brother is a man, and when he hugs the woman he loves, it is impossible not to Sensational, exquisite...exquisite..."

Those love words rushed into Song Jingjing's brain.

From 13-year-old Song Jingjing to 20-year-old Song Jingjing, not only a psychological change, but also a physical change.

Song Jingjing's chest is no longer a small steamed bun that has only just begun to take shape.

That is even more proud capital than a woman.

When Song Beilang's big hand lightly touched her softness, Song Jingjing seemed to be electrocuted, and her whole body trembled.

"Brother, don't..."

When Song Beilang heard that Song Jingjing wanted to escape, he was already irrational. When Song Jingjing said that he was disabled and not a normal man, the kind of Yuwang dominator Song who wanted to "express" strongly Braun's actions.

"Exquisite, do you feel that brother is also a normal man!"

This sentence, Song Beilang said plainly, but Song Jingjing listened to it with a burning face.

Song Jingjing couldn't imagine that such explicit words came from his brother's mouth.

"When you were 13 years old, you climbed into my bed and wanted to sleep with me. For the next three years, you would always take off your clothes and hug me to sleep. Have you forgotten those days? But my brother remembers it very clearly."

Song Jingjing at that time didn't know what chaotic wheel was, let alone that his feelings for Song Beilang were love.

All he knew was that he wanted to possess his elder brother, and he didn't want any woman to get close to him.

"Brother, I was so young at that time, I was so young, I couldn't forget those things, let me go now..."

Song Jingjing was very afraid of Song Beilang who looked like this. Such Song Beilang was no longer gentle, but turned into a demon.

"It's because you are still young, so I have been enduring it. Now that you have grown up so much, I don't seem to need to continue to endure it. Jing, I want you... I think about it, I think I'm going to die... ..."

There was a thin layer of calluses on the man's big rough hands, hugging the girl's slender waist, which was as slender as a willow, only the size of his hand.

Going up from her waist is the soft white tenderness, and going down is the territory that Song Beilang once violated when Song Jingjing was 13 years old.

She should have been his long ago.

"Exquisite, you are so beautiful, I can't control myself."

In fact, several of Song Beilang's girlfriends were all beautiful, and conciseness was the type of ladies. At that time, conciseness would also take the initiative to express that he was willing to accept certain behaviors before marriage, but Song Beilang was not interested in simplicity , It's not that I don't have no interest... It's just that when some consciousness arises, the appearance of the little sister at home will inexplicably appear in my mind.

But he can't take simplicity as Song Jingjing, there is an essential difference between these two people.

In the years when Song Jingjing was very young, when his body hadn't grown, Song Beilang doubted whether he was a pervert, so he put aside his plump figure and didn't like the conciseness, and fantasized about a young girl Hairy kid.

slowly.It wasn't until Song Jingjing grew up that he realized that he didn't like the underdeveloped little girl, but the little sister Song Jingjing.

Song Beilang has been thinking about her for seven whole years. He has been thinking about her since he was 13 years old, but he has never put it into action. Thinking that she is now 20 years old, he thinks about her more and more, but the more he thinks about it, the more he can't do it.

They are brothers and sisters!

"Brother, brother, I am your sister, I am your sister, you can't, you can't do this..."

Song Jingjing was terrified, very terrified, they were brother and sister, how could such a thing happen.

But even though she clamored verbally not to, the dark side that grew up in her heart was enjoying what Song Beilang did to herself at this moment.

Just like when she was a child, listening to her brother telling stories in her arms, and holding her brother, she also wanted to kiss him.

What is happening now is no longer an imagination, but a personal experience.

Song Beilang was kissing her, even biting her... There were dense kisses on his chest, and his hands were moving around her body.

After a while, Song Beilang's hand on her trousers felt wet, and the man raised his lips, and then kissed Song's delicate lips, the kiss was gentle.

"Exquisite, you see that you have feelings, don't you? You have feelings just like brother, you love me, right? Love me, exquisite..."

Song Beilang's murmured voice made Song Jingjing's heart rippling in the air.

There was no open space, and it was suspended up and down.

A sense of shame burst out, she clearly said no, but her body was so honest.

"Brother, don't, don't do this, I, I beg you..." The girl's tears slid down the tear groove, soaking the pillow and mattress.

The clothes on her body were taken off, only a layer of panties.

She trembled all over, and murmured, "No, brother, I beg you, brother, I don't want it, we won't be happy..."

The movements of Song Beilang's hands paused, so that the only layer of protection was still worn on Song Jingjing's body.

Then, Song Jingjing heard a sneer in his ear, and felt as cold as if he was naked on the snow.

"Exquisite, do you think I'm dirty? What if we are not blessed? Didn't you say that even if you are not blessed, you and I can be together... the you who were a few years ago feed me How come you don’t feel dirty when taking that kind of medicine?”

The voice suddenly rose in the last few words, and at that moment, her whole body was controlled by Song Beilang's nimble hands.

Skin as smooth as a fish rubbed back and forth on her body.

She is going to surrender...just like Song Beilang couldn't control himself, so is Song Jingjing...

Sinful, filthy, disgusting, and unhappy.

There are countless marks on her body, all brought to her by Song Beilang.

Song Beilang was still gentle, and just before he was about to go in, he was still saying to Song Jingjing: "Exquisite, mine is so exquisite, don't be afraid, brother will be very light, it won't hurt..."

He held her leg, and just as he was about to... the phone rang in front of the bed.

The dense atmosphere in the room was destroyed by this sound.

It also woke up Song Jingjing who was addicted to it.

She looked at herself in Chiguo, at Song Beilang in messy clothes, pushed Song Beilang away suddenly, picked up the quilt to cover herself.

Answered the call quickly.

On the other end of the phone was Zhuzhi's voice.

"Sister Zhuzhi..."

Song Jingjing called out, only to realize that her voice was hoarse.

Zhuzhi asked suspiciously: "Jingjing, what's wrong with you?"

Song Jingjing's face was flushed, and she looked down at her chest, which was even more bruised, and the love words of Song Beilang in front of her did not fall down, and were still vigorous.

Song Jingjing shyly rolled her eyes away and said, "I, I have a cold..."

Zhuzhi was concerned for a few words, and then said: "Your brother is seriously ill, do you want to come back and have a look?"

"Second brother is sick?" Song Jingjing was startled and screamed out.

"Well, your second brother is sick, and there is no one to manage the company. I called you to hope that your third brother can come back, and I also hope that you can come back to help your second brother take care of Xiaocheng..."

Song Yixian fell ill because he took care of Liang Jincheng day and night.

He is a human being, not a god. After dealing with so many things without sleep, he can still stand like steel.

"During your second brother's rest period, you have already announced to Huanqiu that your third brother's identity as acting president, so..."

So, Song Beilang was going back.

……

After hanging up the phone, Song Jingjing covered her body with her hands, not wanting Song Beilang to see it.

It's just that her hands are so small that they can't be covered no matter what.

At the same time, these two people also knew one thing very well in their hearts. If they went back, they would not be able to be as happy as they were here.

No one here knows them, but it is different in China. Their identities will be discriminated against.

"Brother, the second brother is sick, we, we have to go back."

Song Jingjing bit her pink lips and hid in the corner of the bed.

Song Beilang leaned forward and hugged Song Jingjing in his arms, "Well, I'm going back."

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a little worried about what he was about to face.

Song Jingjing gently pushed Song Beilang away, got out of bed, quickly entered the bathroom, and hid in it, not knowing how to face it.

All he knew was that Song Beilang was going back.

Across the bathroom, Song Beilang did not leave.

"Brother, I don't want to go back, you can go alone."

Song Jingjing looked at herself in the mirror, the pink on her face seemed to be overflowing, and the increasingly plump body was also imprinted by Song Beilang.

Between the legs, there is still that shameful liquid flowing down continuously...

Just now, she and Song Beilang were about to break through that line of defense, that line of defense that people despised.

She didn't know how to face Song Yixian after she went back. Facing her dear second brother, she flinched.

She was even more afraid that the matter between herself and Song Beilang would be exposed... What would she do then.

Song Beilang was listening outside, with a gloomy face, calmly put on his clothes, and only said to Song Jingjing inside: "Second brother's illness is just a cover, Zhuzhi knew it when he checked me last time I have fully recovered, and this time I was asked to go back to complete my marriage contract with Zhuzhi, my wedding with Zhuzhi... Didn't you say you wanted to attend?"

Song Beilang saw things very clearly.

Whether Song Yixian's illness is true or not is uncertain, but since Zhuzhi called, it must have something to do with Zhuzhi.

Once his legs are healed, Zhuzhi will marry Song Beilang, which was what grandma told Song Jingjing.

But when these words came out of Song Beilang's mouth, it was extremely deterrent to Song Jingjing.

Song Jingjing's heart is in a dull pain, this is what she hopes, isn't it?
"When I get married, my brother will have his own wife and children. At that time, you don't have to be afraid anymore, delicate."

(End of this chapter)