Secret Love Zong Yi (Celebrity Adult Novel)

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The music for the last news segment started playing, and everyone in the studio finally breathed a sigh of relief. I turned off Camera 1, and the director in the control room upstairs yelled for

Please go have a midnight snack.

"Zong Yi, do you want to go with me?"

The director asked through the microphone. Zong Yi, who was still sitting at the anchor desk, was still sorting out the news releases in her hands. She looked up at the auxiliary control room and waved her hand to indicate that she would not go.

The others packed their bags in twos and threes and prepared to leave.

Zong Yi is taking Jing Yu's shift today, so the show is broadcasting so late. I'm also on duty and have to clean up the equipment in the studio, so it looks like I'll have to leave a little later.

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I was squatting down to adjust the lighting, and in a blink of an eye, all my colleagues had left, leaving only Zong Yi still sitting in the anchor position. I usually use my camera to

Watch Zong Yi through the window, capture her most beautiful angles and expressions, occasionally chat before the hourly news, or help Zong Yi put on makeup when the makeup artist is busy, pour a glass of wine

I gave her tea and she always said thank you to me with a smile.

I never denied that I had a little fantasy about this popular beautiful girl anchor, but I only went home and lay on the bed, and the object of my sexual intercourse in my mind was a man.

People have this normal sexual fantasy, imagining that Zong Yi is their bride, and Zong Yi bleeds under their sprint during the first intercourse.

Force yourself not to think about these things at work, so as not to reveal your secrets.

Zong Yi wore a pink suit today and her makeup was lighter than usual, but her eyes were still lively and expressive, and her short hair with gel was still pretty and stylish.

She stood up, her long legs could not be hidden by the stockings, not to mention her round buttocks were tightened by the mini skirt. I quickly turned my eyes away

Come, because Zong Yi is walking towards me.

"Brother Yang," Zong Yi always called me like this, so I had to look up at her.

Her watery eyes were red, and I knew she was crying.

"What's wrong, Zongyi?"

A wave of heartache passed through my chest. Zong Yi shook her head and suddenly began to sob while hugging me. I was at a loss and was frightened by her sudden action.

I didn't even know where to put my hands, and in the end I could only gently hold her waist and let her cry for a while.

Zong Yi was already crying like a tearful person, and she was crying and mumbling to herself: "Why doesn't he want me, why?"

Zong Yi, who was bright and confident at the anchor desk just a dozen minutes ago, seemed like a completely different person as she repeated the same questions with tears in her eyes.

I asked Zong Yi to sit down and wipe her tears. The blue eyeshadow had blurred. I took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears, just like usual, and waited for her to tell her story.

. I didn't expect Zong Yi to tell me everything without reservation, as if we were old friends whom I had trusted for many years.

It turns out that Zong Yi has had a good boyfriend since college. Last year, she went abroad to study and occasionally returned to China during winter and summer vacations. Zong Yi just sat on the anchor desk and was very busy at work.

The two of them spent very little time together, and when they were together they only made appointments to have sex in a hotel. After Zong Yi became a public figure, she had too many suitors around her.

A few days ago, the other party called Zong Yi and said that he didn’t want to wait any longer and had to return to the United States the day after tomorrow. He hoped that Zong Yi would take good care of herself.

Zong Yi had calmed down a lot by now, and her chest was no longer rising and falling as violently as before due to excitement. It turned out that Zong Yi was not a virgin, which made me feel

A little disappointed, but I still comforted her: "Zong Yi, you are so popular now, perform well on the anchor desk, I will help you adjust the best shot

and lights, you will be the best!"

Zong Yi nodded, wiped away the remaining tears, and finally smiled.

Looking at the clock on the wall that usually counts down, Zong Yi suddenly became interested: "Brother Yang, do you have any wine? Let's go and drown our sorrows."

Zong Yi seemed to have come to terms with things. I remembered there was half a bottle of rosé left in the refrigerator in the lounge next door, so I ran to get it and found two small wine glasses.

I used the anchor desk as a table and slowly enjoyed the liberation after my worries.

Zong Yi drank the first two cups in one gulp. She got drunk quickly and her cheeks turned red instantly. I dimmed the lights and Zong Yi looked even more charming in the dim light.

This is exactly the woman of my dreams! My heart was in a conflict. If I had a chance to get Zong Yi in this life, I'm afraid it would only be this moment. But

I told myself I couldn't. How could I take advantage of Zong Yi's misfortune?

Zong Yi drank the fourth cup, a Lang Di, Zong Yi fell into my arms, from the angle above, Zong Yi's neckline was just visible, flawless cleavage

Like a mountain stream in a steep valley, the goose yellow strapless bra wrapped around the graceful peaks of the young girls, and a faint fragrance came out, making me linger and forget to leave. I immediately got hard

Come. But I still tried to wake her up: "Zong Yi, wake up, you can't sleep here."

Zong Yi suddenly hugged me tightly, and I could smell the seductive fragrance of her hair. "Brother Yang, you like me, right?"

I felt like I was seen through and didn't know how to respond. Zong Yi's slightly tipsy face was like a rainbow: "There were two times when I was changing my pantyhose and saw you coming through the door.

Sew and look at me, there are. "

She looked me in the eyes and said, "You only keep my pictures in your wallet. I know you treat me the best."

I slowly hugged Zong Yi, wondering how this little girl knew what was in my wallet. Zong Yi bent down and took off her white high heels and placed them on the anchor desk.

Then she came over and took my hand, and asked me softly with her red lips: "Do you want to... have sex with me?"

The air seemed to freeze at this moment. Zong Yi and I were silent. In this huge studio, the anchor desk seemed to be a stage where passion exploded.

The anchor is the perfect choice for the heroine. Half awake and half drunk, I took off Zong Yi's diamond earrings, pushed her down on the anchor desk, and reached out to Zong Yi's creamy big

I took off her stockings along her calves, and then went into her tight skirt, ready to explore the hole in her high-end lace panties. Zong Yi pulled me back embarrassedly.

The disobedient hand reached into the pants and pulled out a small sanitary pad.

"MC is coming soon, so today is the safe period, don't worry."

Zong Yi's confession made me even more excited. I took off my clothes and helped Zong Yi take off her neat suit piece by piece, leaving only the light yellow bra and

My penis was already erect and dangling underneath the silk underwear.

I saw Zong Yi sit up again, and said to me, "May I" and took my weapon, bent down, and gently held it with her two red lips.

Stop and start sucking.

I held Zong Yi's head and thrust into her little mouth, "Hmm, Zong Yi, I didn't expect you to..."

The beautiful anchorwoman I had dreamed of was actually sucking my penis with her lips and licking the most sensitive veins under my glans. After a long while, Zong Yi finally stopped:

"I only do this to people who are genuinely nice to me. This is the first time."

I could no longer hold back my thoughts about Zong Yi. This time I let her sit on the edge of the anchor desk and unhooked her strapless bra. Her small but full breasts were slightly raised.

The bounce out.

"Oh! Your breasts are so delicate!"

Zong Yi blushed and let me bite her big, bright red nipples, then hold them in my mouth and stir her pale pink areola with my tongue.

"Ah! Yes" Zong Yi exclaimed at this careful caress, and I slowly stripped off her panties, spread her knees, and saw her thick inverted triangle pubic hair.

In that small space, the wet vagina was open.

I stood up straight, held up my erect columnar reproductive organ, and rubbed Zong Yi's clitoris with the glans that already had secretions. Zong Yi supported her upper body with her left hand to keep

Keeping my balance, I used my right hand to guide my penis into her body.

"Brother Yang, I like you."

"Zong Yi, MY LOVE."

I held Zong Yi's slender waist, pushed open her two labia, and suddenly lowered my waist, and the entire penis was immediately inserted into the beautiful anchor's vagina.

Zong Yi hummed, and raised her swollen private parts to welcome my insertion with sufficient lubrication. I leaned over her lips and kissed her passionately, each time more intense than the last.

With vigorous thrusting, Zong Yi squeezed her legs together and lifted them slightly upwards. What a perfect pair of legs! Is this the girl who serves me to orgasm in my mind every night?

Is this the capable, smart, and beautiful Zong Yi sitting at the anchor desk?

I finally fucked Zong Yi, and right there on the anchor desk. The camera was turned off, so no one knew that Zong Yi, who was just on camera, was on the air half an hour later.

She undressed and had sex with me in the same place.

I kissed Zong Yi's forehead, her cute little nose, her unique ears, ruffled her short hair, and bit and kissed her beautiful, poisonous perfume-scented

Pink Neck, "Oh... Deeper,"

Zong Yi couldn't stand my strong thrust and finally collapsed on the anchor desk. I took advantage of the situation and rode on her, changing the position to man on top and woman on bottom. I lowered my head and buried it deep into her

cleavage and taste the fragrance of her breasts as they rise and fall.

Zong Yi may not be able to bear this kind of stimulation, so he closed his eyes and began to mutter: "It's so hard, push it all the way, push it all the way, it's coming, um...Don't stop!"

I thrust my hips forward and thrust my ass in, holding her buttocks: "Who fucks you better, me or your ex-boyfriend?"

Zong Yi said "Ah": "Of course... of course it's you..."

I pretended not to hear clearly, deliberately slowed down the piston movement, and asked again beside her: "Speak louder, word by word clearly."

Zong Yi put his arms around my shoulders and said in an almost inaudible voice, "I like you fucking me like this. You fuck me better than he does."

I know Zong Yi didn't just want to give me the chance to have sex with her on a whim, but we didn't tell each other, and the passion that erupted became even more intense. I told Zong Yi that I wanted to switch

From the doggy style, she sat up and let me slide out of her warm, wet vagina, with threads of fluids coming from each other's genitals, then cutting off as we changed positions.

Zong Yi and I climbed onto the anchor table naked. She knelt with her back to me, her tight and firm buttocks slightly tilted back, and her light red female reproductive organs were dripping.

The opening of the penis was exposed in front of me. I couldn't wait to use my hands to open Zong Yi's labia and penetrate her again along the vaginal wall.

Zong Yi cried out, "I'm contracting... ah! I can't hold it anymore, cum, cum."

I threw my whole body on Zong Yi, grabbed her messy short hair, held my breath and thrust hard into the source of life hundreds of times, my entire lower body was

My body seemed to be clamped by Zong Yi's tight and elastic vagina. The pleasure produced by the friction between the mucous membranes was so stimulating that I couldn't bear it any longer.

"Zong Yi, You are the best!"

I pushed hard, and again.

"ah……"

I felt a stream of warm liquid pouring into Zong Yi's body. I took advantage of the situation to pull out my twitching penis and eject the remaining white semen.

On Zong Yi's palm-sized face, hair, pink neck and lovely breasts, a thick white liquid slid into Zong Yi's cleavage. We hugged each other tightly. Zong Yi

I shed tears again, but this time they were tears of satisfaction.

It was late at night. I helped Zong Yi put on her clothes, turned off the last light in the shed, and drove her home. She held my hand tightly, and I took advantage of the traffic light to

I kissed her gently, and she smiled. Her smile was so bright, shining like the stars in the night sky of Taipei. So cute, so cute.

No matter what the future holds, no matter whether we will have a result or not, I know that I was once the happiest man.

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