Qin Jingru slowly finished her dumplings; it was completely dark outside.
After she washed the dishes, Luo Song asked, “Do Uncle Qin and the others know you came to visit?” “Yes, they know.
I told them,” Qin Jingru nodded in reply.
Luo Song smiled and said, “Good, it’s good that they know.
Wait a moment, I’ll go to my room to get a flashlight.
I’ll surprise you before taking you back.” Qin Jingru followed him to the bedroom, then suddenly said, “It’s still early, I don’t want to go back.” Luo Song turned back and saw her pouting, blinking her eyes, her face full of reluctance.
His heart softened, and he smiled slightly: “Alright, let’s talk a little longer.” The fire in the kitchen had gone out, and it would be troublesome to start a fire again.
But the air in the bedroom was rather cold, so Luo Song and Qin Jingru snuggled into bed together.
“Giggle…you smell so good!” Qin Jingru sniffed Luo Song, giggling.
Both of them took off their padded jackets and trousers, tucking one corner of the blanket tightly under their own, and slowly huddled together.
“Don’t move, you’re letting the wind in again,” Luo Song said irritably.
Qin Jingru gave an “oh,” and suddenly, like an eel, snuggled into Luo Song’s arms.
Luo Song was taken aback, reached out and hugged her, sensing that something was wrong with her mood, and asked softly, “What’s wrong?” “When I got home today, my mom told me that a matchmaker came to propose marriage,” Qin Jingru muttered softly.
Before Luo Song could ask, she continued, “But my mother didn’t like the family the matchmaker recommended, and they accepted so many gifts from you, so she politely declined.” She bit her lip, looked up at Luo Song, her large eyes blinking brightly.
“Brother Song, I’m really afraid that one day I’ll get married without really thinking, and it won’t even be you!
I’ll be devastated!” Luo Song sighed inwardly, frowning.
“It’s not that serious, is it?
There are plenty of men in the world.
Maybe the one you marry will be better than me?” “But I only want to marry you, Brother Song!” Qin Jingru said pleadingly, her eyes reddening.
“No matter how good other men are, they can’t meet my expectations.
Only Brother Song is perfect.” As she spoke, she blushed, slowly lowering her head, no longer daring to look at Luo Song, feeling that her words had been too direct and bold.
Luo Song reached out and stroked her chubby cheek, speaking softly: “Jingru, I already talked about our situation yesterday.
You’re still a bit young.
Even if we have a de facto marriage, there are still significant risks.” Qin Jingru nodded repeatedly, replying, “Yes, I know.
Yesterday after I got home, I gave my things to my dad and told him.” “He didn’t say much, just that if I really want to marry you, we can wait a couple of years and see how things go.” “The key is my mom.
She’s a bit anxious.
Food is scarce at home right now, and raising a grown woman like me is too much of a burden!” Luo Song frowned.
“Why did you tell your dad?
I should have been the one to tell him.” “I couldn’t not tell him.
I only told my dad,” Qin Jingru explained.
“I had to tell him, otherwise, if I keep coming here, he’ll beat me.” Luo Song didn’t scold her anymore.
After a moment of silence, he smiled and said, “It seems Uncle Qin is interested in us being together?” “Hehe, he is somewhat interested.
He’s tacitly acquiescing to our relationship,” Qin Jingru said with a grin.
Luo Song said, “Then let’s just date for now.
But I’m not getting any younger, and I can’t guarantee I won’t meet the right person in the next couple of years and get married.
Don’t cry then.” “Then I’ll make you a condom for your penis, you just need to take me to the city!” Qin Jingru blurted out in a moment of impulsiveness.
Luo Song pinched her cheek hard and said irritably, “What nonsense are you talking about?
This is a new society now.
How can we act like we used to?
Are you crazy?” While saying this, she was secretly tempted.
Qin Jingru pouted and said, “I don’t care, I’m determined to follow you for life, Brother Song!
You can’t just abandon your little bitch’s dick sheath!” “You little rascal, I just can’t do anything with you!” Luo Song said, his face full of black lines.
Qin Jingru giggled and looked up, asking, “Brother Song, it’s settled then.
Even if you don’t marry me, you can’t kick me out, okay?” “We’ll see!” Luo Song replied vaguely, quickly changing the subject: “Your cousin came today, did you know?” “Yes, I know, my mom told me,” Qin Jingru nodded.
“I heard my cousin got a thorough dressing-down without saying a word, and then, too ashamed to stay, she went back crying.
Tsk tsk…” Luo Song raised an eyebrow.
“You seem a little gloating!” “Hehe, you noticed?” Qin Jingru said somewhat shyly, then continued: “Actually, I’m quite jealous of my cousin.
When she left, I was still young, and I heard her talk about how wonderful the city was, and I was incredibly envious.” “That’s when I started thinking about marrying into the city, just like my cousin.” She paused, then pouted.
“Now it seems the city isn’t as good as I imagined.
Ultimately, it’s about marrying the right person.” Luo Song said, “You don’t spend all your time thinking about how to get married, do you?” “No way!” Qin Jingru blushed, stammering, “Right now, I’m only thinking about how to marry Brother Song!” “You haven’t given me any definite answer.
I’m so anxious, afraid you’ll marry someone else and then ignore me…” As she spoke, her voice grew increasingly low and soft, and she nestled silently in Luo Song’s arms.
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The topic had come full circle again.
He sighed inwardly and said, “I really can’t give you a definite answer about this.
If I marry someone else and keep bothering you, Uncle Qin will break my legs if he finds out!” Qin Jingru frowned and said, “Then just don’t let my dad know.
At worst, I can spend some money to hire someone to pretend to marry me, and then I’ll be your mistress.
That’s how it’s always done in plays.” Luo Song was speechless and muttered, “What kind of plays are you watching?
So unreliable!
Aren’t you afraid of being exposed?” Qin Jingru pouted and said, “Oh, anyway, I don’t care.
I’m going to stick with you.
Don’t even think about kicking me out!” “Fine, I won’t kick you out.
You’ll sleep with me tonight!” Luo Song snorted and went along with her.
Unexpectedly, Qin Jingru’s eyes lit up, and she laughed, “Okay, I’ll be yours sooner or later anyway, so tonight is fine too, hehe…” Luo Song was speechless.
If he continued, Qin Jingru would definitely take off her clothes to satisfy herself.
Seeing Luo Song’s speechless expression, Qin Jingru secretly rejoiced.
Luo Song wasn’t angry this time, which meant he was quite interested in her.
To her, this was a gain, and her initiative tonight wasn’t in vain.
Coming back to her senses, Luo Song said to Qin Jingru, “I’ll be going back in two days.
You’re too young to deflower me now; your little pussy will definitely get hurt.
And I won’t be there to take care of you.
Let’s wait until I come back next time.” But this time, hehe, Luo Song chuckled lewdly, sat up, and pulled down his cotton pants and underwear.
“Jingru, come here and lick my cock.
If you lick it well, I’ll deflower you next time I come back and make you my cock sheath.” Actually, even without Luo Song saying it, the little girl Qin Jingru had been craving it for a long time.
Ever since she was given oral sex last time, she had developed a liking for eating Brother Song’s semen and vaginal fluid.
Now, hearing Luo Song’s words, she was overjoyed and quickly climbed between his legs, licking it frantically.
“Waaah…
Brother Song, Brother Song’s big cock is so good, Jingru loves eating Brother Song’s semen~ Waaah, it’s so delicious, slurp slurp~” The little girl tried her best to open her cute little mouth and take Luo Song’s penis into her mouth, licking it desperately, as if afraid that someone would take it from her.
“Okay, okay, no rush, eat slowly, Brother Song’s semen is enough for Jingru…” Luo Song lovingly stroked the little girl.
He looked up, a hint of pity creeping over the girl beneath him.
“By the way, Jingru, call me Daddy, it’ll make Brother Song feel even better!” “Mmm…
Daddy,” the little girl Qin Jingru cried out happily upon hearing Brother Song’s words, obediently licking his penis.
She looked up at Luo Song with her cute little face, making him feel as if he were truly humiliating and toying with his own daughter.
“Good daughter, where do you want to eat Daddy’s semen now, the one above or the one below?” he leered, stroking the little girl’s shapely buttocks beneath her cotton pants.
“I…
I want to use the one above~” the little girl hesitated…
She quickly made her choice.
Although she also wanted Song Gege to deflower her now, remembering what he had said, she chose to let her big-dicked daddy fill her mouth with his thick semen, forcefully thrusting his penis deep into her throat and ejaculating.
The fishy, pungent taste of his semen filled her mouth all day—it was an ultimate, exquisite pleasure.
Qin Jingru tightly wrapped her soft tongue around Luo Song’s penis, her pink tongue gently licking the foreskin covering the glans.
Perhaps because she enjoyed eating semen, her oral sex skills improved rapidly.
Qin Jingru’s smooth, tender tongue gently caressed Su Ming’s glans, instantly making the corona hard and large, the dripping saliva soaking her crotch.
The sheets were soaked.
Luo Song gently grabbed the little girl’s hair, looking at her adorable, innocent expression, a surge of violence rose within him.
He pressed her face between his legs, tightly against his two scrotums and testicles.
The little girl obediently licked the wrinkled scrotums, her tongue tasting only the metallic, pungent flavor of male semen.
Her hands lightly gripped Luo Song’s thighs, her tender face pressed tightly against his large penis.
Her small hands, however, reached down to her vulva, caressing her labia like playing the piano.
Her middle finger was even inserted into her newly developed, tender vagina, gently and quickly thrusting in and out, creating an indescribable yet strangely sexy and warm picture filled with paternal love.
“Is Daddy’s penis big?” “Luo Song cupped Qin Jingru’s flushed face in his hands and asked in a caring tone, like an elder.
“Mmm…it’s big,” Qin Jingru replied shyly.
Luo Song’s erect penis made her blush and her heart race with pleasure.
Luo Song deliberately thrust his lower body forward, rubbing the glans against her face, leaving wet streaks on her skin from the semen secreted at the tip.
“Smack!” With a crisp sound, Luo Song gripped the base of his penis and slapped it hard against the little girl’s left cheek.
Luo Song was venting his lust in this teasing way; the force of his penis wasn’t great.
Each blow struck Qin Jingru’s heart.
The little girl’s head swayed from side to side, her eyes slightly closed, trembling as she accepted the humiliation of her father’s massive penis.
The penis, which had been pounding against her like a storm, was now pressed against her lips.
“Mmm…” The veins on the huge penis throbbed from being rubbed by her lips.
The little girl, Qin Jingru, slowly took it into her mouth, sticking out her smooth tongue and licking the swollen, purple glans like she was licking ice cream.
Soon afterward, Luo Song’s large glans was wet and shiny with saliva.
“Good girl, swallow it…
taste Daddy’s big penis…
you came from here too…
hehe!” ” Luo Song grinned lewdly, looking exactly like a beastly father abusing his daughter.
He grabbed the little girl Qin Jingru by the back of her head and pressed her against his crotch.
Qin Jingru opened her lips, took the glans into her mouth, and looked up at him with innocent eyes, whimpering as she pushed the thick penis into her mouth.
Luo Song’s twenty-centimeter-long penis slowly slid into his obedient daughter’s small mouth, inch by inch.
The thick penis could barely fit into the little girl’s mouth.
Qin Jingru straightened her back, breathing heavily through her nose, trying to open her mouth wide and lower her head so that the ugly, terrifying, and extremely foul-smelling thing could go deeper into her mouth.
“Oh…” Luo Song sighed comfortably.
The feeling of the hot, slippery oral mucosa enveloping his penis was wonderful.
The tender little tongue was still sliding inside, especially…” The little girl’s adorable and charming expression…
he almost dared not look any longer, fearing he would ejaculate right then and there.
Qin Jingru’s mouth was small, yet she had developed a liking for swallowing semen.
This forced the little girl to diligently learn oral sex skills.
Her tight, tender little mouth, combined with her cute, childlike expression, gave Luo Song an urge to play with this adorable little girl to the point of breaking her.
“Mmm…
swallow it all,” Luo Song grabbed Qin Jingru’s head and forcefully shoved it onto his monstrous penis, forcing her to swallow his enormous cock.
The little girl, Qin Jingru, didn’t resist; instead, she opened her mouth as wide as possible, trying to push Luo Song’s glans deeper.
However, even though half of the glans had barely reached her taut throat, a portion of the penis remained outside.
The little girl, Qin Jingru, struggled to open her mouth wide, but the penis still wouldn’t go in.
Feeling the pleasure of the little girl’s soft throat involuntarily swallowing and squeezing his glans, Luo Song could no longer restrain himself.
Grabbing her head, he forcefully pushed his thick, hard penis inside.
“Ugh…” Qin Jingru let out a soft moan.
Luo Song’s deadly penis was too thick and large, stretching her small mouth to its limit and reaching the back of her throat, still pushing deeper and deeper into her trachea.
“Ugh!…” Qin Jingru frowned in pain, saliva dripping from the corner of her lips.
The monstrous penis was slowly being forced into her tight throat, but it had only gone in less than halfway before she coughed violently, gagging and retching, tears and saliva streaming down her face…
“So tight!
It’s slippery and hot inside.
I never thought…
my big cock…
would be in my good daughter’s esophagus…
Heh…
Heh…
So exciting…” Luo Song grinned lewdly at the little girl Qin Jingru struggling beneath him.
Qin Jingru’s eyes rolled slightly back, drool dripping from the corner of her mouth, her expression utterly pitiful.
The little girl’s throat finally reached its limit; she lowered her head, spitting out the penis, a large amount of saliva spraying out.
She gasped for breath, as if she had just returned from hell to earth.
Luo Song quietly waited for Qin Jingru to rest for a minute, then told her to suck on it forcefully like a popsicle.
He then grabbed Qin Jingru’s head and began thrusting his hips in and out of her mouth.
Luo Song felt Qin Jingru’s tender tongue become slower, but the force of her licking increased, and she sucked even more vigorously, her cheeks almost hollowing out.
“Oh…” The stimulating sucking sensation made Luo Song’s legs tremble.
He tensed his muscles, panting heavily, but Qin Jingru’s delicate tongue would move back and forth with his mouth, teasing the slit under the glans, each time almost causing him to lose control.