Song Tian hung up the phone, and his breathing became heavy.
How could he have imagined that he would enter an institution like the Health Bureau so easily, even if it was just a temporary transfer, starting as a deputy section head.
All of a sudden, Song Tian felt as if he was on drugs, his manhood throbbing ceaselessly, the sourness gone, replaced by a blazing fervor.
Panting, Song Tian hoisted both mother and daughter onto his shoulders and flung them onto the couch, pulling down Qin Ying's pants and going down on her sweet crevice, while yanking off Zhao Shiyu's skirt, his fingers ferociously plunging into her cleanly shaven sweetness.
While licking and panting, Song Tian said, "Get Qin Rong over here, Shiyu, get Mu Wanchen too, and call An Qing and her daughter over!"
Gasping, Song Tian called out names in turn.
Seeing how excited Song Tian was, and having heard his phone conversation, Qin Ying got excited too. She grabbed the phone and called her sister straightaway.