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Chapter 350 The Junior's Remote Control
Rubbing feet?

no...no need...

Yun Wanhe originally wanted to say this, but the scenes from entering the hotel door to the present quickly flashed through her mind. If she refuses because of shyness at this time, it seems that... some kind of goal is about to be achieved but it is halfway. .

Although Yun Wanhe herself didn't know what "purpose" she had, she instinctively felt that she didn't want to refuse, but subconsciously shrank her legs to the side of the bed, opened her mouth a little and said a word, no matter what the younger generation asked her to Pick up the back of your high heels, then take one foot out, then the other...

popping...

Qin Ren was also tired, so he didn't put his shoes away honestly, and left them aside casually. Two apricot-colored high-heeled shoes were thrown by the bed, one standing upright and the other upside down, looking a little messy. In Yun Wanhe's eyes, it unexpectedly made her heart thump, and she unconsciously remembered the bridge that she saw in those Japanese TV dramas, where the drunken heroine was carried into the hotel by her young subordinates and roughly thrown on the bed. part…

Xiaoqin...

Could it be that kind of rough man...

"Sister Yun."

"?!"

"Lie down, I'll pinch you for a while."

"No, I'll just sit down."

Being played by him in a place where I can't see... Bah! …When he rubs her feet, Yun Wanhe always feels a little ashamed, just like the heroine on TV who was put on a blindfold by her subordinates...

"The air conditioner is on, sister Yun, you should take off your coat too."

"Oh, I said why it's a little hot..."

Yun Wanheka unbuttoned his windbreaker, looked around, and threw it on the single sofa by the window. Qin Ren looked at the clothes inside him, and it turned out to be a women's white shirt that you can see at work With a black hip-pack narrow skirt, I couldn't help laughing:

"Sister Yun, why are you still wearing this outfit underneath?"

"What's wrong with this body? A business trip is also work... and it's all changed and washed, very clean..."

Yun Wanhe's words were slightly angry. After muttering a few words casually, she pondered for a moment, then raised her eyes and looked at Qin Ren:
"Xiao Qin, do you think I'm a little..."

"what?"

"Old-fashioned..."

"what??"

Qin Ren was startled, then laughed and said loudly:
"Sister Yun, do you have any misunderstanding about the word old-fashioned?"

"Originally, I seem to wear this outfit all the time..."

"That's because you're too busy thinking about work."

Qin Ren pursed his lips and did not agree with Yun Wanhe's statement:

"Sister Yun, with your background, you can look good in anything you wear. A woman is the one who pleases you. Sister Yun, you don't have a boyfriend, so you can just please yourself. Wear whatever you like. Anyone who wears uniforms will criticize you. Old-fashioned, then I can only say that it has no aesthetic level."

Women are pleasing to themselves...

Yun Wanhe's beautiful eyes brightened slightly, and her red lips parted slightly:

"Then Xiaoqin... you generally like that style?"

"Uh, you mean girls' clothes?"

Yun Wanhe's eyes darkened, and she paused for a while before she let out a "huh".

After all, she is no longer a girl, but a woman, an older woman.

"I don't have much research in this area. Anyway, girls like to wear them basically like that. If it's a mature beauty like you, Sister Yun, to be honest, I think this uniform alone is good-looking."

"You flatter again..."

"No no no!"

Qin Ren shook his head seriously:

"Really, Sister Yun, with your work clothes, let me see, I can see for 100 years."

"..."

Whether Yun Wanhe can be an OL for 100 years is hard to say, but if he really likes it, she doesn't mind showing him wearing it every day.

……

While speaking, Qin Ren also adjusted the position of the small bench, gently picked up Yun Wanhe's feet, and placed them on his knees.

Her soft legs stretch out from under her narrow skirt, and the calf in front of her is slender yet sensual. The medium-thick dark gray pantyhose glows seductively under the lamp, because of her sitting posture, It can reveal some warm and moist complexion.

And the pair of beautiful jade feet in the palm of his hand are even more delicate and lovely, with a soft center and a round heel. Qin Rengang simply pressed it twice, and the two feet seemed to feel particularly sensitive and restless. A few slender and sexy The toes moved apart, and the toe of the sock was slightly tightened, revealing the neatly trimmed red toenails inside, which was indescribably charming.

"hiss…"

"Does it hurt?"

"Fortunately, the main reason is... a little itchy..."

"Normal, just relax."

Qin Ren continued, slowly rubbing and pressing from the toes to the soles of the feet to the ankles. Although the minister's two little feet were wrapped in pantyhose, they were still warm to the touch, and at the same time a little damp.

After all, he had been walking for a day, and the soles of his feet were covered with a thin layer of sweat, but it happened to be in such a state. With Qin Ren's palm kneading, the fragrant foot fragrance mixed with the smell of sweat and leather was able to slowly evaporate. Fluttering leisurely spread out.

"Xiao...Xiao Qin, how about this..."

"Huh? This is just the beginning? Is it uncomfortable?"

"Comfortable, but..."

Feeling that Qin Ren's fingers didn't even let go of her feet, Yun Wanhe's pretty face turned red:

"...I've been walking all day and my feet...may smell..."

"Ham, what did I think, it must have a taste."

Yun Wanhe's face turned even redder, and her two jade feet struggled twice in his big hands:

"Then...then you still..."

"But it's the scent."

"Eh…?"

Qin Ren grinned and wrinkled his nose on purpose:
"Sister Yun's feet are very fragrant. How do you take care of them? I have seen a Spanish princess wash her feet with nectar every day. Sister Yun, don't you?"

"Oh, you...don't talk nonsense..."

How did it feel better? She seemed even more embarrassed. Yun Wanhe turned her head, her eyes flustered, and she stopped looking at Qin Ren:
"It's not bad if it doesn't stink, you still...why does it smell good..."

"But it's true."

Qin Ren swears that it's definitely not from his heart. Although it is different from the girls at home, for example, Luo Yao's little feet smell like a dream, but Yun Wanhe's feet smell more real, except for the feet themselves. Smells, such as socks and shoes, will be relatively more pronounced.

To be honest, this is actually pretty good enough.

If you want to be more real, you should walk a little longer. It may be the best to be able to bring a little sourness.

Of course, it's just a possibility. Qin Ren has never experienced it, and he will not ask any girl to "brew" it like a pervert before going to experience it.

Natural, unintentional, is the most beautiful.

"How is it here?"

"It hurts to press it..."

"Then you need to press it hard. Sister Yun, hold back a little bit."

rustle…

Rubbing his fingers on the pantyhose, Qin Ren sniffed the warm fragrance with the tip of his nose. He kept reminding himself that he was not at home, and the leader was not a girl from his family, so he resisted the urge to bury his head.

"How about it?"

"It's more comfortable."

"Okay, press it for a while at the end."

When the pressing was almost done, Qin Ren bent his two knuckles and pressed them against the soles of his feet with a little more force.

"~!"

This time Yun Wanhe didn't expect that Liu Mei frowned suddenly, and couldn't help but let out a sweet hum in her nose.

Then it was a few more.

"Okay... okay, Miss Yun."

Although the last few strokes only lasted a short ten seconds, Qin Ren's throat was a little dry under the double stimulation of smell and hearing. At the end, when Qin Ren turned sideways to get the slippers, Yun Wanhe But before he could retract his feet, the feet that stepped on his knees accidentally slipped.

"Eh?"

"..."

For a moment, both of them froze for a moment.

what…

kind of…

cramp feet...

"what!"

At the critical moment, Qin Ren suddenly slapped his head, put the slippers under Yun Wanhe's feet, turned around and walked to the table, not knowing what he was doing, and two seconds later, he turned around and shook Yun Wanhe with an air conditioner remote control in his hand :
"Tsk, I put the remote control in my pocket, it just made my stomach hurt, I said what's going on..."

"..."

Yun Wanhe blinked, looking at his virtuous behavior, she just felt a little funny, and forgot to be shy for a moment.

This guy, at such a time, was quick to get his wits about him, thanks to him being able to figure it out.

But one thing to say...

Yun Wanhe put her legs crossed on the bed, stretched out her hand to rub her feet lightly, then pinched one toe, then another, and then the third... three delicate toes The head curled up slightly, a little warm.

Well…

One thing to say...

The remote control of the younger generation seems to be... really very good...

(End of this chapter)