Please Eat Me and the Director’s Cp

-What's wrong? Are you afraid that there will be a cat watching when we are naked?

This sentence popped out of his mind, and Qiu Yang finally knew what was wrong.

Shen Ningruo didn't notice her strangeness, her knees rested on the sofa, and her waist also bent down.

Qiu Yang put a pillow on her chin, and her elbows supported her body slightly, preventing all her weight from falling.

The bottle tilted his head aside, Qiu Yang glanced at it, and the strange feeling in his heart became stronger.

"I..." Shen Ningruo cleared her throat, "I haven't pressed anyone else before, maybe my technique isn't very good, you should be more concerned."

Hearing what she said, Qiu Yang couldn't help turning her head back. She glanced at Shen Ningruo, she saw Shen Ningruo's expression a little bit cramped, she thought about it for two seconds and asked, "Then you were so strong just now?"

It was as if he had been ordered to do it in hindsight.

"You should be lucky." Shen Ning felt a stumbling in her neck, and put her hand out first to prevent Qiu Yang from looking at her, "You are the first."

Qiu Yang looked at the bottle that had never moved aside: "Little bottle, remember to save me later."

Bottle: "Meow."

Shen Ningruo chuckled lightly, looking at the back of Qiu Yang's head, the other person's hair was scattered randomly, she could see a small area of ​​Qiu Yang's back neck, even whiter against the black hair.

Qiu Yang was thin, and this posture made her butterfly bones also outlined by the pajamas. Shen Ningruo's eyes followed down, and then stopped on Qiu Yang's waist hidden under the pajamas.

Every part of Qiu Yang's body had been in contact with her, and she still remembered how it felt.

"Then I'll start."

"Ok."

When Shen Ningruo got a response, she lifted the corner of Qiu Yang's pajamas, and a piece of smooth and delicate skin came into her field of vision.

She had no distractions, but she was still a little hesitant.

As she said, this is the first time she has pressed others, and she has no experience at all, and now she is facing Qiu Yang.

She must have some psychological pressure.

What if not only did not relieve Qiu Yang's backache, but also made Qiu Yang more uncomfortable?

But it was too late to regret it, she had to press Qiu Yang's waist.

Qiu Yang closed his eyes, and after the pajamas were lifted, he could clearly feel the difference in temperature.

It was late March, and the room was a little cold, but the temperature was just right for Qiu Yang, so the air conditioner was not turned on.

But that's also when you're wearing clothes.

But she didn't have time to think more now, because in just a few seconds, Shen Ningruo's hand was put up.

Shen Ningruo's body was a little cold, and her hands were colder now. The moment she put it on, she clearly felt Qiu Yang shaking slightly.

"Is it cold?" Shen Ningruo asked in a soft voice.

"Just a little."

"it's good now."

"you…"

Qiu Yang paused before continuing, "Let's start."

Shen Ningruo seemed to be encouraged, her fingers and palms began to stick to Qiu Yang's waist and began to knead.

Qiu Yang's waist was slender and soft, and he could still see obvious waist pockets when lying down.

For a few moments, Shen Ningruo felt that she was going to smash Qiu Yang's waist into pieces.

But massage still requires strength. Shen Ningruo doesn't know how well she can control her strength, but as time goes by, she feels that she has found the skills and becomes more and more handy, and those nervousness disappears.

"Is it okay?" Shen Ningruo asked.

Qiu Yang was lying on the sofa, her body relaxed a lot, Shen Ningruo's question made her eyelids lift, then she closed it again, and returned a syllable from her nose: "En."

The bottle has moved and stood on the back of the sofa, looking at Shen Ningruo for a while, and Qiu Yang's waist for a while.

Shen Ningruo looked at it several times, and then asked Qiu Yang again: "Xiaopin has been looking at me for a long time, does it think that I am..." She paused and thought about her words, "Bullying you?"

"Won't."

"I didn't call."

As soon as these words came out, both of them were silent.

Because I thought about it together.

There was a smile in Shen Ningruo's eyes, and the movement in her hand stopped. Reaching forward again, he pulled Qiu Yang's hair down.

Sure enough, Qiu Yang's ears were pink again.

Qiu Yang: "…"

Qiu Yang tilted his head and pressed down the side that was lifted up, without saying a word.

Shen Ningruo continued to press her again, but she couldn't help but tease: "You are so easy to be shy."

"Didn't you say nothing?"

"Don't you think of it without saying anything?" Qiu Yang retorted, "The brain has its own thoughts."

"Minister Qiu."

"You're wrong, my mind doesn't have its own thoughts, I don't think of anything."

"There are some people who have a bad mind and want to pull me into the water together."

Qiu Xingyi Yang snorted coldly, and stopped arguing with Shen Ningruo, how she had just forgotten that Shen Ningruo has always been the best at cheating and arguing.

The atmosphere was silent for a while before Qiu Yang said, "Okay."

"It's not sour anymore."

Shen Ningruo didn't stop: "Really?"

"Ok."

The surface of Qiu Yang's back waist also changed color after pressing for a while, Shen Ningruo still had no distractions, she looked back and pulled the clothes off.

Qiu Yang's body relaxed, and after being pressed by Shen Ningruo for so long, sleepiness came.

She rolled over and yawned, her eyes clouded with mist.

"Then you go back and pay attention to safety." Qiu Yang sat up, copied it, and held the bottle in his arms.

Being with Shen Ningruo is now more comfortable than before, Qiu Yang realized this.

Shen Ningruo was sitting on the sofa, more than one meter away from Qiu Yang. Seeing how smooth Qiu Yang's movements were while holding the bottle, her brows pressed down a little.

"Am I unpaid?" Shen Ningruo licked her lower lip.

Qiu Yang had long expected: "Director Shen, before ordering me to lie down, we didn't talk about remuneration."

Shen Ningruo looked at Qiu Yang, she was used to being thick-skinned in Qiu Yang's place, she was already used to being like this.

So she smiled: "It's not too late to talk now."

Qiu Yang's heart softened, and Shen Ningruo came all the way to deliver medicine to herself, and massaged herself for a long time. The reward is due.

"That…"

"Have you not had dinner yet?"

"I'll cook you dinner?"

Shen Ningruo didn't want it: "I'm not hungry."

Qiu Yang squeezed the bottle's paw, and said hesitantly, "...you don't have to go up to sleep with me after a massage, right?"

She was afraid of being touched by Shen Ningruo.

The memory of falling asleep after stealing a kiss is too deep.

"of course not."

Shen Ningruo said and moved closer to Qiu Yang until she was only a person's distance away.

"I allow you to kiss me secretly." Shen Ningruo covered her eyelids with a straight face.

As if asking Qiu Yang to kiss her was doing a good deed.

Qiu Yang pursed her lips and was hesitating when she saw Shen Ningruo open her eyes again, looked at the bottle, and then politely asked, "Can you let this fat go aside?"

Renamed to Fat Bottle:…

It screamed again, a little dissatisfied, but Qiu Yang patted its head, and it went down by itself.

Who is fat?

The bottle was suffocated, and after a "meow", he swaggered into the bedroom.

"Very interesting." Shen Ningruo was satisfied, she sat upright a lot, put her hands on her knees, glanced at Qiu Yang, then closed her eyes consciously and waited.

What kind of stealing is this.

Qiu Yang snorted, but still leaned over.

As long as Shen Ningruo doesn't open her eyes, her face will be a little less aggressive and a little softer, but still bright and beautiful.

Qiu Yang had never observed Shen Ningruo like this before, and then he noticed that there was a faint mole in the middle of Shen Ningruo's left eyebrow.

Very faint, never found it before.

Qiu Yang's eyelashes drooped and moved forward a little. First, he raised his hand to stroke Shen Ningruo's eyebrows, and then his fingertips went down and touched Shen Ningruo's eyelashes.

Shen Ningruo didn't speak, but she clearly felt her heartbeat speed up.

Qiu Yang's fingertips were warm and light, and he walked over the bridge of her nose all the way, and finally tapped her lips.

Shen Ningruo couldn't take it anymore, but Qiu Yang spoke one step ahead of her: "I'm going to kiss you secretly, are you ready?"

Before Shen Ningruo could answer, in the next second, Qiu Yang put his hands on her shoulders, pressed his lips to hers, and pressed them against hers.