Living Under Someone Else's Roof - Chapter Twenty-Seven, The Game

Song Qinghua was still lying on Fang Ling's body, her full breasts were squeezed into a pancake shape, her cheek was pressed against his shoulder, her breath was fragrant, and her breath hit Fang Ling's neck with each soft panting.
Fang Ling felt two hot, soft mounds against his chest. Song Qinghua's breath tickled his neck, and her soft moans were very alluring. His penis was tightly wrapped, and it still ached a little after he ejaculated once. The slippery, wet feeling inside his tender orifice reminded Fang Ling that he was still being dominated by Song Qinghua.
Not long after, Song Qinghua recovered from the pleasurable sensation. She first took a deep breath of Fang Ling's body fragrance, and Fang Ling felt a coolness on his neck. Then Song Qinghua exhaled hot air heavily onto Fang Ling's neck, and Fang Ling felt a warm sensation on his neck. This alternating cool and hot sensation made Fang Ling's body tremble slightly.
Song Qinghua's hands also began to wander, first roaming around Fang Ling's sides, occasionally tickling him. A smile appeared on Fang Ling's flushed face, but his brows were tightly furrowed, making it hard to tell whether he was in comfort or pain.
Immediately afterwards, Song Qinghua stroked Fang Ling's hands, which were tied to the headboard, from his shoulders up to his wrists, as gently as if playing with an antique. Fang Ling felt as if Song Qinghua's hands had magic power; the parts of his body that were touched felt tingly, itchy, and warm, and waves of pleasure kept coming, making him grit his teeth and silently endure it.
Then Song Qinghua pinched Fang Ling's chin and, like a thirsty person, kept sucking the crystal-clear liquid from Fang Ling's mouth. Fang Ling's mind was blank at this moment, and he could only respond passively. The more he sucked, the more liquid secreted by the two of them filled their mouths. When their lips parted, a lewd, transparent thread came out, which broke off as the distance between them increased, extending from Fang Ling's lips all the way to his collarbone.
Song Qinghua slowly straightened up. Their lower bodies were still not separated. Song Qinghua also felt that Fang Ling's jade pillar had not gone limp. She licked her lips and looked at Fang Ling as if he were a delicious delicacy.
"Little brother Fang Ling~ How about we play a game? If you lose, you'll have to accept the punishment~" Song Qinghua suddenly had a good idea and thought of a fun game. She looked at Fang Ling with a mischievous smile and said.
"Hmm~ Ha~ Ah~~" Fang Ling was still in a daze, and responded passively with a drawn-out sound accompanied by panting. Song Qinghua felt a tickle in her heart, but she suppressed her impulse for the time being.
Immediately afterwards, Song Qinghua extended her slender fingers, touched Fang Ling's chest, and then began to wander over them.
"Come on, tell me what I wrote?" Song Qinghua asked Fang Ling.
"Emmm... I... I don't know..." Fang Ling's mind went blank, and he didn't notice Song Qinghua's actions at all, so he could only answer like this.
"Then—accept your punishment obediently!" After saying that, Song Qinghua raised her snow-white and soft jade buttocks, and her tender orifice slowly released Fang Ling's jade pillar until it stopped at the top of the pillar, and then she quickly sat down again.
The immense impact and pleasure caused both of them to groan. Song Qinghua felt a sudden emptiness followed by a feeling of fullness in her tender orifice, which was very comfortable. Fang Ling, on the other hand, felt a slight pain in his lower body, but also a great pleasure.
“Okay, let’s move on to the next round. This time, you’d better be serious!” Song Qinghua said with a smile.
Fang Ling gritted his teeth, mustered his spirits, and focused intently on feeling the sliding trajectory of Song Qinghua's jade fingers on his body.
Song Qinghua rewrote it again, and after finishing, she looked at Fang Ling, waiting for his reply.
“It’s…it’s the word ‘please’, right? Qing…Sister Qinghua.” Fang Ling replied.
"That's right, great job! Little brother Fang Ling, let's do it again!" After saying that, he started doing it again.
"Is it... is it 'End'?" Fang Ling asked.
"Very good! Let's try again. This time, write with both hands, but you have to say what you wrote with your right hand." After saying that, her two jade-like fingers began to wander over Fang Ling's body.
After Song Qinghua finished writing, Fang Ling hesitated and couldn't answer.
Then Song Qinghua used the same trick again, and the two of them groaned again. Song Qinghua was not satisfied and almost wanted to give up the game and take Fang Ling directly. Fang Ling, on the other hand, gritted his teeth and cheered up after accepting the punishment, and continued to concentrate on sensing.
"What's the first character?" Song Qinghua asked again.
Fang Ling was stunned, then tried to recall, but couldn't remember. He was then punished again, and then he secretly made up his mind to take it seriously.
Song Qing drew the picture with one hand and wrote it again. Fang Ling answered correctly and remembered it.
Then Song Qinghua wrote again with both hands, and Fang Ling still answered. After Song Qinghua played with him several times, Fang Ling's body became more and more sensitive.
Although Fang Ling made a few mistakes and was tricked a bit by Song Qinghua's interference, he still managed to complete Song Qinghua's game successfully.
"Not bad~ Little brother Fang Ling~" Song Qinghua praised. Fang Ling was a little embarrassed, his face turned even redder, and he didn't dare to look at Song Qinghua.
"Now, read all the words out loud," Song Qinghua said, and then she started a countdown.
"five!"
"Four!"
"three!"
"two!"
"Please enjoy me to your heart's content, Sister Qinghua!" Fang Ling's mind raced, and in his haste, he blurted it all out, raising his voice even a few notches.
"No...no, Qing...Sister Qinghua, I...I..." Fang Ling suddenly realized what he had said after he finished speaking, and stammered an explanation.
"Hmph~ You said it yourself~" Song Qinghua said with a smug smile.
"No...don't...uhhhhh..." Before Fang Ling could finish speaking, Song Qinghua kissed him, her fragrant tongue forcefully darting into his mouth and stirring it incessantly.
Then Song Qinghua untied Fang Ling's hands, which were tied to the headboard, and grasped his wrists with her two jade-like hands, pressing them onto the pillow and kneading them incessantly.
Fang Ling's hands were held and he still resisted slightly, but for some reason his body was weak and he couldn't muster any strength, so he could only passively endure it.
Song Qinghua felt Fang Ling's slight resistance beneath her, which further aroused her desire to conquer him. So she tightly held Fang Ling's hand, making him unable to move, which made Fang Ling seem to be coyly resisting.
Song Qinghua's lower body kept thrusting, violently outputting to Fang Ling beneath her. Then Song Qinghua straightened up, straddling Fang Ling's body, and placed Fang Ling's hands on his abdomen, her jade hands tightly gripping the point where Fang Ling's wrists were folded. Her lower body thrust even more violently, as if she were riding a wild horse.
In this situation, Song Qinghua couldn't help but recall the time she took Fang Ling after the welcoming banquet. However, Fang Ling was drunk at the time, but now he was sober and allowed her to play with him at will, so she couldn't help but laugh triumphantly.
Everything that happened in the room was seen by Song Qingyu outside the door. Watching her younger sister play with Fang Ling in various ways, she felt increasingly excited despite her sadness. She couldn't help but swallow several times, and her breathing became more rapid as she stared intently at the live sex show in front of her.

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