Probably because he was drunk and his reaction was slow, Zhou Su was silent for a few seconds before responding.
The elevator went down again, and Qiu Mingyue stood behind them, very nervous.
The two leaders were so drunk that she hesitated whether she should express it, but as a subordinate of the opposite sex, it was not appropriate for her.
Soon they arrived at the floor where Zhou Su and Jiang Jiabai were. Qiu Mingyue's soles were glued and she seemed to be out of control. Zhou Su turned sideways and nodded slightly towards her, indicating that she didn't need her help. This in turn lifted Qiu Mingyue's restraining technique. The next second, Jiang Jiabai staggered out of the car. If it weren't for Zhou If you drag me, you will be thrown into pieces and chewed up by a dog.
Seeing such an embarrassing scene, Qiu Mingyue's remaining skills as a laborer forced her to step forward and help.
Zhou Ling's eyes, which were no longer clear as before, focused on her face. Qiu Mingyue actually felt a look of annoyance flash across his brows, and secretly clicked her finger. Maybe it was because he was embarrassed by being bumped into by her?
"Sorry to trouble you." Zhou said.
The mellow and deep voice made Qiu Mingyue's legs weak. She felt a little dizzy when she smelled the alcohol on his body, and whispered back: "...It's okay."
In the end, it was mainly Zhou Su who carried Jiang Jiabai back to the room.
Jiang Jiabai was completely drunk, so Zhou Su asked someone to lie on his side on the bed and remove his tie and shoes. Qiu Mingyue brought two glasses of warm water, one of which was unused. Qiu Mingyue placed it on the bedside, while Zhou Su drank the other glass quickly.
After Zhou Su finished drinking the water, he lowered his head and panted slightly, his brows were slightly furrowed and his face was red. It was obvious that he was feeling very uncomfortable. After a while, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Qiu Mingyue.
The lights in the room were not fully turned on, and soft light shone on Zhou Su's face. His alcohol-stained eyes were passionate and inexplicably cold. Qiu Mingyue's throat was dry, and a wave of heat arose from his back, quickly spreading throughout his body. She looked uncomfortably at the financial director who was snoring on the bed and asked, "Director Zhou, is this okay?"
Zhou Su closed his eyes, pressed his temples, and sighed: "Yeah."
Qiu Mingyue immediately fell silent, neither leaving nor leaving. She stood helpless until Zhou Su walked out of the room and quickly followed.
Zhou Su's room was right next to Jiang Jiabai's, but his steps were light and he walked very slowly in just a few steps, as if he was about to fall over. He didn't say anything, but Qiu Mingyue was keenly aware of the stubbornness of a drunk person who refused to admit that he was drunk, so he didn't step forward to help him, but just stayed with him carefully while feeling a little cute and strange.
Zhou Su's drinking capacity was average, Qiu Mingyue could tell after having dinner with him several times, but he was supposed to be someone who wouldn't get himself drunk. Could it be that Director Jiang got him drunk? Qiu Mingyue felt that she didn't know how to do it.
When Zhou Su reached the door of his room, he stopped and didn't move for a long time, looking as if he was facing the wall in thought.
Qiu Mingyue leaned over, looked at his face, and asked, "Director, are you okay?"
One second, two seconds, three seconds, Zhou Su responded vaguely, and then stopped moving again.
Qiu Mingyue looked back and forth in the corridor, but no one passed by for the time being. "...Does your room card belong to you?"
Zhou Su nodded this time.
He was still wearing a complete suit. Qiu Mingyue gritted her teeth and simply touched the pockets of her coat. However, she didn't touch it out of moral quality, but Zhou Xing groaned, which made Qiu Mingyue feel that she didn't take the opportunity to eat. Tofu and all that is a big loss!
There are no two pockets.
"...Director?"
Qiu Mingyue shouted again, Zhou Su's breathing was slightly heavy and he didn't answer her.
It's not a big deal. Qiu Mingyue was heartbroken and put her hand into Zhou Su's trouser pocket. This time she touched the room key card, but through the cloth, Zhou Su's strong thigh muscles first hit Qiu Mingyue's brain. , two big words popped up in my mind like a button being pressed:
"so hard!"
Qiu Mingyue quickly took out the key card and opened the door. At this moment, Zhou Ling seemed to have finally noticed her but regarded her as something he could rely on. He stretched out his hand to hook his shoulders and leaned over.
The man's body was hot and heavy, his fingers hung on her chest, and his hot and heavy breath hit her neck. Qiu Mingyue was stunned, and even thought inappropriately that his hair was indeed of good texture.
The crisp sound of unlocking pulled Qiu Mingyue back, guiding her to bring people into the house.
The physiological reaction caused by intimate physical contact disappeared after Qiu Mingyue finally put Zhou Su on the bed. She was panting from exhaustion and her heart was beating wildly, all because of the physical labor just now.
But after taking a short rest, Qiu Mingyue found that her heartbeat was still very fast. During this period, she had been standing in front of Zhou Su's bed. The handsome man in a suit looked drunk, as defenseless as a cat with its belly exposed and its limbs spread out.
"Director?"
Zhou Su opened his eyelids and was still a little conscious. Qiu Mingyue imitated what Zhou Su did just now, took off his shoes, and then went to untie his tie. Qiu Mingyue's fingers trembled slightly, inhaling and exhaling, fearing that his Breathing would disturb him, but fortunately Zhou Su cooperated and took off his suit jacket smoothly.
It was impossible for Qiu Mingyue to help him change the entire set of clothes, and under the current situation, there was no chance of drunken sex. In this regard, Qiu Mingyue admitted that she was a little disappointed.
Scanning up and down, the only thing that still affected Zhou Su's sleep was the belt around his waist.
Qiu Mingyue stared there for a long time. She chose to pour a glass of water first. When she came back, Zhou Su seemed to be asleep.
"...Director?"
This night, Qiu Mingyue couldn't remember how many times she called him. This time, Zhou Su didn't respond.
"...Would you like some water?"
The only answer she received was Zhou Su's even and gentle breathing.
Qiu Mingyue only turned on the small lamp at the end of the bed. In the quiet room, her heart seemed to be occupied by this extreme darkness. Many crazy and dirty thoughts poured in uncontrollably, like wild vines in early spring, like the rising tide. A torrent of violence. She tried to resist, but she couldn't help it. In a daze, her fingers touched the man's three-dimensional brow bone, and then the deep eye sockets. She touched Zhou Su's eyelashes lightly, itching slightly, like a butterfly landing on her fingertips. , and she just shouted again: "...Director?"
I want him to wake up, but I am afraid that he will wake up.
"...Zhou Su?"
He was really asleep, Qiu Mingyue confirmed, feeling a little relaxed and yet heavier at the same time, gently smoothing his brows that were still slightly furrowed in his sleep. The lingering fingers finally went down the straight bridge of the nose and stopped between the soft lips.
Zhou Su is really well-behaved now, like a doll that can be manipulated at will, and he won't remember anything when he wakes up.
As soon as this idea entered Qiu Mingyue's mind, it completely captured her reason. After taking a sip of water, she touched Zhou Xing's with her moist lips extremely quickly.
It was too fast, a fleeting kiss, there was no special feeling, but it was too nervous, and the brain was knocked blank by the exciting heartbeat.
Once a person commits a crime and crosses that psychological defense line, whether actively or passively, he will give up on himself and give up his principles, and it will be difficult to look back.
When Qiu Mingyue gently traced the shape of Zhou Su's lips with her tongue again, her mind was wandering, simulating her defense if she was caught. She wanted to say that he was seducing her.
Really, sometimes she did.
She tasted the slightly bitter taste of alcohol on Zhou Su's lips.
His lips were soft and the kiss felt good, but a kiss without response could only go so far.
What should she do next, what else can she do? She is like a greedy thief. Now that she has sneaked in, she is hard to deal with and wants to do something big.
Yes, the belt.
Qiu Mingyue untied Zhou Su's belt. When he pulled out the belt, Zhou Su moved, which frightened Qiu Mingyue half to death and almost hid in the closet. Fortunately, Zhou Su showed no signs of waking up, so Qiu Mingyue continued to unbutton his white shirt in fear.
If he wakes up and says that he wants to change his clothes, well, perfect reason.
She forcefully opened the clam shell, and just as she thought, the muscles from the shoulders and neck to the waist and abdomen were smooth and natural, bulging where they should be, concave where they should be, and veins spreading down from the thin skin of the lower abdomen.
Zhou Su's skin was fair, and her body was reddish due to drinking. Her pink breasts were slightly hard due to exposure to the air. Qiu Mingyue couldn't help but stretched out her hand to touch her breasts lightly, and then touched his breasts. Abs.
One frame after another, the skin is soft, the muscles are hard, and the breathing rises and falls regularly. The subtle and comfortable feel is like a sleeping mountain, with overlapping high and low levels.
Qiu Mingyue touched Zhou Su's body all over, but Zhou Su had no response. Instead, she felt hot and itchy, and the middle of her legs were wet with so much water. Qiu Mingyue swallowed and unbuttoned Zhou Su's trousers. The sound of the zipper being pulled down sounded extremely lewd in the quiet room.
If a man consumes too much alcohol and his nerves are paralyzed, it will be difficult for him to become erect. This is what Zhou Su is doing now. But even if he does not have an erection, he can clearly see the shape of his penis, dormant between his legs, ready to go.
That's enough, Qiu Mingyue persuaded herself. After all, she couldn't really fall in love with someone else. This step was really enough.
But her hands just took off Zhou Xing's underwear, revealing his slightly cocked cock with a full glans. Qiu Mingyue's heart was beating fast. She stretched out her fingers and rubbed the horse's eyes with her fingertips. After a few moments, Zhou Xing let out a slight hum. Qiu Mingyue's breathing was short and she could barely hold the big and thick meaty stem in her hand. It's so heavy that it's hard to imagine what it would be like when it's fully erect. It feels like it can penetrate very deep.
She suddenly remembered that Zhou Su had told her before that he had never been in love. At that time, she had also wondered whether he had never had sex either. Judging from what she has seen so far, without human intervention, it is really possible...
This realization made Qiu Mingyue feel that tonight's obscene behavior was even more shameful. The feeling of guilt was accompanied by a surge of pleasure, including an overwhelming desire for destruction and possessiveness.
If she could do it one time, Qiu Mingyue would have no regrets.
pity.
Qiu Mingyue took out her mobile phone, found a good angle, took a photo, and turned on the video mode to completely record Zhou Su's disheveled appearance and genitals from head to toe.
After checking the video, Qiu Mingyue also felt that she was abnormal.
She put Zhou Su's clothes and pants back on, and he turned back into the gentle and ascetic drunk version of Director Zhou.
If there is nothing else she has not done besides being unable to have sex, firstly, Qiu Mingyue really wants to see Zhou Xing ejaculate, but it is difficult; secondly, she really wants to ride on her face at the moment, without him sticking out her tongue, just rubbing against his The tip of her nose, she thought she could squirt out, but it would probably wake him up.
So in the end, Qiu Mingyue just sat astride Zhou Su, looked at his face, kneaded her breasts with one hand, and led his hand to the hole with the other, using her rough and slender fingers to caress only lightly. After a few strokes, she was brought to climax.