If you follow the trail, you must marry, the female president is relying on me

Chapter 88 (Four more subscriptions)

05:30 in the afternoon.

Fang Yun returned to Mingyi's headquarters.

Go to the basement seven.

After discussing with Sister Yiren, come here and wait for her first, and then go to the high-speed rail station to pick up Jiang Qianru.

Around [-] o'clock, I went to the Capital Hotel from the high-speed rail station, and the seat was already booked.

It's not the first time I've been waiting for Yiren here, but it's been a while since I've been here. Fang Yun looked at the direct elevator to the president's office over there.

After a while, Qin Yiren's charming figure came out of the elevator over there, a pair of black patent leather high heels, black silk panties and stockings hooking her thighs with full texture, a pure white OL skirt, and a white lady's light gauze shirt, With a slender neck, an alluring face, hair tied behind her head, and finally that gentle temperament, at first glance, who is this gentle beauty in front of her, not Qin Yiren?

Fang Yun could not live up to expectations, especially when the lights in the underground garage were about to be dimmed, and Yiren was white, and under the contrasting vision, Fang Yun was a little confused. To be honest, he was really fascinated. Yi Ren's body, he is lowly.

She was the only one who got off the elevator today. She looked at Fang Yun standing there, with a bit of a president's aura left just after get off work. She stopped, her high heels thumped, and she walked over with a gentle face and said, "How long have you been here? No?" Did I keep you waiting long?"

With a faint and pleasant aroma, Fang Yun stretched out his hand to take her bag in a relaxed and happy mood, "No, I just arrived too."

"That's good. Remember to call me next time you arrive. I'm busy and you go to my office and wait for me. The air in the garage is not very good." Qin Yiren didn't reject Fang Yun's bag for her, and smiled. Putting his shoulders away, he handed the strap of the bag to Fang Yun.

"understood."

Anyway, even if Fang Yun resigned, no one would take back the black permission card in his hand, and there is no need to return it. He, at Mingyi headquarters, is still called unimpeded.

Helping her carry the bag, the two slowly walked a few steps towards the nanny's car over there,

"Sister Yiren, are you still taking this car to work in the morning?"

Fang Yun thought that he was not going to pick him up, and that Yi Ren should take the little white car.

"I'm used to it." Qin Yiren smiled, but she took the initiative to open the car door for Fang Yun, "Let's go, pick up Qianru."

With that said, the two of them got into the car, and as soon as they got in the car and sat down, Qin Yiren took off one of the high heels, then put up his feet wrapped in black silk, bent down and put down one hand, lightly He rubbed her calf lightly.

"What's wrong with you, Sister Yiren?" Fang Yun also saw Sister Yiren's movements, and asked quickly.

"There was an employee mid-year summary meeting just now, and the report lasted for two hours." Qin Yiren explained, "You don't mind me, do you?"

Does that mean standing in high heels for two hours?

Fang Yun looked at her legs, looked at her hand patting her calf lightly, "I don't mind, I don't mind."

Fang Yun, how could he mind, he padded his feet, the entire arc of his feet and even the entire calf was outlined by the texture of stockings so temptingly, how could he have any objections, he even thought about it.
Fang Yun glanced at Qin Yiren, blinked his eyes, pursed his lips, and then tentatively said: "Then what, sister, my family's massage technique is passed down from ancestors, do you want it?"

This guy finally wants to get started. He didn't dare to do it before, but as the relationship between him and Qin Yiren gradually warmed up, he dared to ask this question now. Of course, it's still not good to get started with him directly. Massage is even more of a nonsense man. If you want to do something bad, how can you not be a nonsense? Just listen to these nonsense.

Looking at Fang Yun, he looked at his little hand that had no place to rest at the moment.
Qin Yiren didn't twitch, squinted his eyes, kicked off the high-heeled shoe hanging on the other foot generously, and then lifted both legs on one side, and put them gently on Fang Yun's thigh superior.

"Is that so?" How about my sister, she was not shy, and asked Fang Yun with a smile.

"Cough, it's like this." Fang Yun felt the weight on his thigh, and under the visual effect, he seemed to feel the silkiness through his pants.

"Hey, Xiao Fang, your family's ancestral massage technique doesn't just use the eyes, does it?" Fang Yun went into a daze, and Qin Yiren's beautiful legs moved on Fang Yun's thighs.

"Sister Yiren, did I press it?" Fang Yun didn't hold back when he heard that, and put his hand gently on that calf.

Yi Ren nodded with a smile.

After getting an affirmative answer, Fang Yun pretended to press it, squinted his head, and first lightly pressed it on Sister Yiren's foot, which was covered with a thin layer of black stockings, rustling and slippery. Slippery, and the lower bone of the foot is also angular and very thin.

"Thanks a lot."

Fang Yun shook his head quickly, how could this be called hard work, "You are being polite." Fang Yun said in a pretentious manner, and continued to knead the arc of her beautiful feet, which fascinated him very much.God is really a bit biased, how come every inch of Miss Yiren's body is designed so gracefully and beautifully, it still makes people live?

Seeing that Miss Yi Ren didn't feel disgusted at all, Fang Yun also moved a little more vigorously. He pinched his right leg, his left leg, and his feet. Seeing that Miss Yiren didn't respond, she moved her hand a little upwards, instead of pinching her calf, she wanted to pinch Ren Yiren's thigh.

Qin Yiren finally narrowed his eyes, "It's almost enough, okay?"

"My method is actually more effective when combined with pressing the whole leg." Fang Yun is reluctant to let go, what is that sentence called, a man's mouth, a deceiving ghost, one thing to say, the current Fang Yun, may be resigned In front of Yiren, he looks more and more like a man, instead of Secretary Fang and younger brother Fang.

"From the very beginning until now, your Yiren sister has seen you fooling around. You're still playing tricks, and you really treat your Yiren sister as a little girl." Qin Yiren was not angry, but smiled helplessly and tapped Fang with his fingers. Yun's head, "I think you are getting more and more courageous now, kid."

Seeing being exposed, Fang Yun was still a little shy, reluctantly let go, watched those beautiful legs retracted, and stepped on the high heels.
Ouch, Sister Yiren has the kind of body that doesn't sweat easily, and she also has a light fragrance, and she just took a shower in the office and changed into new stockings. Those stockings have beautiful legs.
Not only is there no smell at all, there is also a faint smell of deodorant mixed with shower gel.

This own fragrance and shower gel fragrance are mixed with the special taste of the silk stocking itself
This smell combined with the slippery feel of the yarn
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