The big entertainer adopted by the female president

With the light sound of the metal buckle, the small piece of cloth slowly slid down along the skin, and finally slumped feebly on the edge of the sofa.

Well, it's very smooth.

Seeing that the plan was progressing smoothly, Wang Luoxi had no intention of refusing, and Wen Yan put his heart in his stomach.

Sure enough, he was too impatient last night, caring about his own needs, completely ignoring Wang Luoqi's feelings, summing up his experience in a gentle way:

If he could pay attention to the preliminary preparations like now, first arouse the emotions of the female president, and then propose to go to Wushan together to discuss the requirements of learning postures.

It's not like, he was kicked out of the room at night, and went to the bathroom alone to exercise the proficiency of his right hand.

After summing up his experience, looking at the female president lying on the sofa with disheveled clothes, her beautiful eyes closed but her eyelashes fluttering, Wen Yan returned to the sofa.

In order to facilitate the massage, Wen Yan pulled a small bench and sat down facing Wang Luoxi, ready to start——

Hunt time.

Brushing over the satin-like skin, along the smooth back, Wen Yan's fingers slowly moved down, and his mouth still did not forget to continue to flicker...

Ahem, it's the charm of language.

"Sister Luo Qi, sleeping on your stomach not only affects your breathing, but it's also not good for your body's development. Why don't you turn over?"

He had a tone of "I'm completely thinking about you, but I don't have any bad intentions".

After saying hello, Wen Yan didn't wait for Wang Luoxi to move, so he held onto his slender waist and pushed his palm upwards, ready to help the female president.

First of all, being good at understanding people's clothes, and then being willing to help others, Wen Yan felt that Wang Luoxi was really blessed.

Otherwise, how could there be such a considerate brother like him?
But things didn't develop the way he thought.

Because Wang Luoxi "woke up" suddenly, she didn't care about her hot body, and hurriedly pressed Wen Yan's arm.

Well, she couldn't pretend anymore.

When Wen Yan lifted her clothes, she could barely accept it. After all, this is her boyfriend, so what's the point of showing a waist?
When other female stars walk the red carpet, the evening dresses they wear are hollowed out and see-through.

When Wen Yan unbuttoned her, she actually wanted to refuse.

But when Wen Yan called her earlier, she chose to pretend to be asleep. In order not to reveal her secrets and maintain a "sleep state", she couldn't refuse anymore...

Well, although she was deceiving herself a little bit, she really convinced herself that way.

Now that the buttons have been undone, Mr. Chi still wants to help her turn over. If she doesn't refuse, what will happen?

Are you honest?
Feeling Wen Yan's scrutiny, at this moment, the female president really realized what the weight of eyes is.

It's scorching.

With his head buried in the pillow, Wang Luoxi said in a low voice:

"Don't, don't turn over, it's fine like it is now."

It turns out that a female president who usually does not panic, sometimes panics, this is really rare to see Wen Yan's mouth slightly raised, feeling very fresh.

Worried that the female president would become angry, Wen Yan didn't dare to show it too obviously. He pinched his thigh hard, so there was no laughing place.

"Sister Luo Qi, you don't even want to cooperate with me for such a small request, so how can I continue to press down?"

...

There was a bit of helplessness in his tone of sigh, and his sense of proportion was quite good.

"Just, like just now, can't it?"

Wang Luoxi opened a gap in her beautiful eyes, and quietly looked at Wen Yan's expression, as if to increase her persuasiveness, she added:
"I think what you just pressed was very good and comfortable. I didn't notice it for a while, and fell asleep."

Wen Yan: "..."

Do you think I will believe it?

However, if you don't tell the truth, you are still good friends, and Wen Yan naturally won't tear down Wang Luoqi.

That would only hurt the enemy [-] and hurt himself [-]. He didn't want all his previous efforts to be in vain.

Just as Wen Yan was stunned, Wang Luoqi continued to say:

"Don't be stupid, just keep pressing. I didn't sleep well last night. I want to catch up on sleep."

You definitely want to catch up on sleep, not obsessed with the shivering sensation. Seeing Wang Luoxi's taut body and toes curling back and forth, Wen Yan complained silently in his heart.

However, this is also good news for Wen Yan, which shows that the master-level massage skills produced by the system are really useful.

Even Xiangzi, the female president with strong control, has a taste and taste, is addicted to it, and can't extricate herself.

Well, Kato Takafinger, find out.

No, I can't use too much force, if the female president is really obsessed with this feeling, what will happen to her married life in the future?
Wen Yan suddenly had a bad feeling:
The husband and wife are always in order at night, but when they come to him, it's fingering massage?
What's going on here?

Can't think, can't think, Wen Yan shuddered, quickly gathered his mind, and drove the shocking scene just now out of his mind.

Now is not the time to think about these things. The most urgent thing is how to break through the defense line of the female president step by step.

Moving his gaze down slightly, Wen Yan's next goal is also very clear, he just wants to experience the traditional folk delicacy - fermented bean curd.

This request is not too much, right?

It was too abrupt, which aroused Wang Luoxi's vigilance, Wen Yan still used his fingers to press the smooth back as before.

It's just that he was muttering in fragments to distract his attention:

"There are so many occupational diseases nowadays. When I was learning massage online, I heard from my teacher that people with cervical spondylosis generally have poor lumbar spine."

Fingers followed the well-articulated spine to Wang Luoxi's slender waist. First, he pressed the waist a few times vigorously, and then held the waist with his big hand, and scrubbed it lightly.

"Hmm..." The female CEO, whose head was buried in the pillow, suddenly let out a soft moan.

Noticing that the female president's delicate body was gradually tensing up, and her breathing became short of breath, Wen Yan asked:
"Sister Luo Qi, how is your lumbar spine?"

"My lumbar spine... well, it's really not very good..."

Wang Luoxi replied intermittently:

"The chair in the office is too...too hard...a little, a little waist..."

As if aware of the strangeness in his tone, Wang Luoxi bit his red lips, suppressing the trembling in his body.

After returning to his usual tone, Wang Luoqi explained again:
"Those people in the procurement department have really bad eyesight. The chairs they bought for me are not comfortable to sit on. After two days, they will have to deduct their supervisor's salary for some reason."

...

The imported ergonomic chair really hurts the waist, Wen Yan said from the bottom of his heart, and shed a bitter tear for the director of the purchasing department.

It's not easy being a worker!

"Then let me massage for you now, to relieve a little?" Wen Yan tentatively asked.

"Okay, okay, just use a little more force." Wang Luoxi followed the good advice.

Unbuttoning the jacket tied around his waist, Wen Yan's eyes lingered on the slender waist, and his fingers slowly and firmly pressed the acupoints precisely.

Ahem, don't get me wrong.

Now Wen Yan is really helping Wang Luoqi to treat the lumbar injury.

After all, no matter how good the ergonomic chair is, sitting in the office all day and processing documents, the lumbar spine of the female president is indeed a little bit problematic.

But after 5 minutes...

Wen Yan began to be dishonest.

After massaging the female president's lumbar spine, his fingers slowly moved down to the seam of his trousers, looking at the acupoints, Wen Yan began to think about it.

Where in the world is an idiot's lunch?
Even if you are a doctor, don't you have to charge a consultation fee after treating a patient?

Wen·massage master·yan, naturally can't break the rules.

Holding the belt with his fingers, Wen Yan gently lifted it up. When the elasticity of the belt was stretched to the maximum, he let go of his fingers again.

One thing to mention here is that the belt on Wang Luoxi's body is not a small belt for women, but a very elastic rope, just like the elastic band of slacks.

So, when Wen Yan let go, there was a crisp sound in the living room.

"pia."

A red mark immediately appeared on the skin that could be broken by blowing bombs.

Wang Luoqi: "??!"

To flick her with a belt?
Little Chi Lao, how dare you?
Wang Luoqi wanted to get angry, but just when she was about to reprimand her, she suddenly felt someone holding her waist, followed by a burst of comfortable pressure.

"Ah."

The red lips let out a muffled snort unconsciously, Wang Luoxi's tender body tensed instantly, her mind went blank, and she didn't bother to think about what happened just now.

Just when she squinted her beautiful eyes and was about to enjoy a comfortable massage, her waist felt hot again.

"pia."

But before she opened her mouth to reprimand, there was another burst of restraint pressing on her slender waist.

……

After going back and forth a few times, Wang Luoxi suddenly had the illusion that the burning pain in his waist didn't seem so uncomfortable anymore.

Instead, it was a little numb.

Illusion, illusion, it must be an illusion, Wang Luoqi will not deny that she has a tendency to sm.

Just when her heart was in a mess and tangled back and forth, she suddenly felt a puff of heat coming from her ears.

Wen Yan whispered in her ear, and said softly:
"Sister Luo Qi, there are a few acupoints on the lumbar spine, which are covered by your pants. The massage effect cannot be achieved through the clothes. Why don't you loosen your belt and take off some of your clothes..."

Wang Luoqi: "?!

Old Chi, do you want to take off her pants?
How does this work!
Just when she was about to refuse, Wen Yan said at the right time:

"You don't need to go down too much, just three or four centimeters is enough. With the cooperation of which acupoints, the massage effect can be almost doubled."

"Moreover, when you press it, it will be very comfortable, just like surfing on the beach. I heard from the teacher on the Internet that it seems to be comfortable from head to toe. I don't know if he is lying..."

...

Three or four centimeters, it seems that it is not impossible to be comfortable from head to toe, Wang Luoxi thought secretly.

She is wearing high-waisted pants now, with a distance of three or four centimeters, which will not be too revealing.

Wang Luoqi didn't answer either, she just lifted her body quietly. As for whether she can seize the opportunity, it's not her problem.

Hey, Youxi looked at the slightly raised buttocks, and Wen Yan's eyes lit up.

What answer can be more sincere than the physical response?

This slight lift of a few centimeters is the best answer for the female president.

Well, it was also her last stubbornness!

Sliding his fingers from the waist to the lower abdomen, Wen Yan accurately found the tie of the belt, and pulled one end of the bow tie, Wen Yan easily untied the belt.

"Hey, Sister Luo Qi, why didn't you answer my question?"

Wen Yan muttered in a low voice, "Did you fall asleep again?"

He naturally knew that Wang Luoqi was not asleep, but he had to find a way for the female president.

Because, how can a man take what he said seriously?

He said three or four centimeters, that's three or four centimeters, isn't that too naive?
Holding the sides of the trousers with both hands, Wen Yan straightly stroked them to the end, pushing the trousers until the legs were bent out.

After working so hard for so long, it's time to see you next time.

Wang Luoqi: "???"

This, this is the skirt?

……

The big entertainer adopted by the female president