Sisters, please be gentle

"What's wrong? Anada? Are you feeling unwell?"

Looking at the delicate face of his wife, whom he was already familiar with, and listening to the other party calling him "Anada" with concern, Chairman Miyamoto couldn't help but have another picture emerge in his mind.

The young and handsome little chef looked at his plump, mature and charming wife in his arms with affection.

The wife looked at him with a blushing face and her big watery eyes, calling softly,

"Anada..."

"Ahem...it's okay..."

Chairman Miyamoto couldn't help but move his buttocks and adjust his sitting posture.

Chapter 139 The liquid winding down

After briefly introducing his dishes, Udaka Haixiang immediately retreated to one side of the hall and stood with Butler Komatsu, quietly waiting for the subsequent requests from several diners.

Butler Komatsu saw Yougao Haixiang standing a little back beside him, turned his head and glanced at him, did not say anything, just took a small step forward, and blocked Yougao Haixiang with half of his body.

Although it was only half of Butler Komatsu's body, it still blocked most of Udaka Kaixiang's figure.

Udaka Kaixiang looked at the sisters Amakusa Kai and Amakusa Mei, the Miyamoto couple and Mrs. Yamada opposite the table, who were concentrating on their meals, so he turned his attention to the housekeeper Komatsu in front of him.

After the battle in the small kitchen just now, although the battle situation was tragic, Butler Komatsu quickly returned to the smart and capable butler after a brief tidying up.

When You Gao Haixiang saw that the other party took out needle and thread from somewhere on his body and sewed up the broken buttons in three strokes, his eyes nearly bulged out.

So you said the buttons on your body won’t fall apart casually!

Obviously you are ready and waiting to be ripped apart at any time!

The clothes that became wrinkled during the battle quickly returned to their original shape after a few gentle touches with the hands due to the high quality of the fabric.

Moreover, with the support of Butler Komatsu's plump body, any wrinkles were stretched out and disappeared.

The big peach like a millstone still stood in front of Yougao Haixiang, which reminded him of the soft yet elastic touch when he tried hard to hit the opponent just now.

He looked around and found that several other maids in the hall had their heads lowered, only looking at a part of the ground in front of their toes, as if they were just puppets that had lost their life when they did not hear the call of their master.

Yougao Haixiang sighed at the strict rules of the big family, and then he boldly placed his right hand on the big peach.

As the first person in charge of the entire manor besides the master, Housekeeper Komatsu will naturally not be as cautious as other maids. In addition, due to her responsibilities, she needs to implement and observe the needs of the manor master.

Just like that, Butler Komatsu crossed his arms in front of his abdomen, stood upright, and looked at the people dining at the table with his head held high.

But behind him, he felt the warm and strong hands of the little man who had just fought with him, grabbing the peach he was proud of and transforming it into various shapes.

When You Gao Haixiang covered it with his hands, the first thing he felt was the smoothness of the high-grade fabric, and then the texture of the nylon silk material inside.

He suddenly thought of the layer of nylon silk fabric, which had a small hole poked by his weapon, and the small T-shaped piece could not really provide much shielding effect in front of such a large contents.

do not know...

After Yougao Haixiang gently picked up a piece of the opponent's peach with his hand, he looked towards the middle of the opponent's plump and voluptuous stockings thighs that were tightly together without any gaps.

Sure enough, not long after the time passed, Yougao Haixiang noticed that the opponent's thighs suddenly tightened, and the muscles in other parts of the lower body quickly changed from soft to hard.

Butler Xiaosong turned his head slightly and glanced back, giving the naughty little man a big white eye.

Since the two of them were in a hurry, and Butler Komatsu regained consciousness relatively late, there was really no extra time to deal with the fluid accumulated in the body.

Fortunately, Uugao Haixiang's weapon is thicker and longer, and the liquid is discharged with greater force, so the liquid is stored deeply inside Komatsu Butler's body.

Coupled with the deliberate control of Butler Komatsu, there was no side leakage when we just walked all the way.

However, not long after standing here, the huge amount of liquid slowly began to seep downward.

Housekeeper Komatsu felt that her inner thighs were getting wet little by little. Although she tried hard to tighten her muscles, it was still difficult to stop the excess white turbidity from spreading down her flesh-colored transparent pantyhose little by little.

The poor T-shaped chubby boy couldn't count on it. The only pantyhose with a blocking effect was poked by that little bastard Ugao Haixiang, and the position was right at the place where the liquid leaked out.

One stream after another, the liquid slowly spread down the curve of Butler Komatsu's plump and smooth thighs, and finally flowed into the inside of the knee-length high-heeled boots.

Butler Xiaosong secretly let out a sigh of relief in his heart. Fortunately, he was wearing long boots. If it were ordinary high-heeled shoes, it would not take long for the high-heeled shoes to be filled by the opponent.

However, to Butler Komatsu's expectation, the liquid not only gradually spread over the instep of her feet, but also slowly stopped until she felt that her ankles were soaked in the liquid.

call--

No wonder...

Butler Komatsu sighed in his heart. When he regained consciousness, he only felt full in his lower abdomen, and he could even feel the liquid sloshing around when he walked around.

Although she expected that the other party would come out a lot, she never expected that it would be so exaggerated.

If Yougao Haixiang heard what Butler Komatsu was thinking at this time, he would definitely cry out that he was wronged.

You must know that the liquid that Butler Komatsu just produced was several times more than what he produced. How can you put all the responsibility on him alone?

At this time, Ugao Haixiang was trying to use his right hand to slowly drill into the opponent's skirt.

First put one finger in, slowly press and rub, then two fingers.

When the other party wasn't paying attention, he suddenly stretched out two fingers, opening a channel for the liquid to flow out.

Butler Komatsu, who was standing in the corner of the hall, shook for no reason. At an angle that no one else noticed, a large stream of viscous liquid spread down his stockinged thighs.

Because the liquid was too viscous, it flowed extremely slowly. Butler Komatsu had no choice but to endure the tingling sensation that seemed like crawling ants and let the liquid meander downwards.

Yougao Haixiang seemed to feel the other party's embarrassment at this time. He put a finger into the channel in an even more malicious manner, trying to dig out more liquid.

However, just as his fingers entered and he felt Butler Komatsu's breathing begin to increase, he suddenly heard Chairman Miyamoto greeting him.

"Chef Yougao, could you please come over here?"

Yougao Haixiang sighed secretly, and with some pity, he wiped the liquid on his fingers on the other person's soft peach, and then walked towards Chairman Miyamoto.

Originally Utaka Kaisho walked to the left side of Chairman Miyamoto, but Chairman Miyamoto motioned for him to come to the right side, stand between the couple, and asked with a smile,

"Chef Yougao, I like this dish very much. Could you please tell me how to make it in detail? Maybe my wife can record it and try to cook it for me when I go back."

"of course can."

1 Chapter [-] Mrs. Miyamoto

Udaka Kaixiang nodded politely to Chairman Miyamoto, then turned his face with a gentle smile and said softly to Mrs. Miyamoto,

"Madam, this dish uses..."

Mrs. Miyamoto was a little surprised at first. Her husband had never been a greedy person, or his interest had never been in eating and drinking.

On the contrary, the desire for money and the interest in women are far from ending.

After being married for more than ten years, I only spent a handful of time at home, and it was only the two days before the wedding that I still felt something new about her.

I haven't even been out for a week, and I'm already staying out all night.

Over the years, she could probably count the number of nights she and her husband slept together on ten fingers, and this directly resulted in her not giving birth to any children for the Miyamoto family.

It was obvious that her husband was not interested in him and the quality of the seeds was not good, but she had no responsibility for the heir, yet she had to bear it as a woman.

For so many years, she could only act like an ordinary housewife, being cautious, strictly abiding by women's rules, and living in seclusion. She didn't even have many opportunities to go out to chat with her female friends or go shopping.

Today for some unknown reason, his husband suddenly called him and asked him to accompany him to a meeting between the head of the Amakusa family and the leader of the Yamada group. The reason was that both of them were women and he also needed a female companion.

When Mrs. Miyamoto just received the call from her husband, she still couldn't believe it. It was the first time in so many years that she accompanied him to a formal occasion as a female companion. Before, he had found some wild flowers and female secretaries outside. It can be said that little celebrities, fathers, college girls, etc. never care about her feelings as a wife.

Although she felt a little weird for a moment, Mrs. Miyamoto still showed her best side. She chose clothes, jewelry, hair, and makeup, which almost made her late.

She expected that her husband would be very impatient and even yell at her, which was the norm in the past.

But she didn't expect that today's husband would be extremely patient with her, and even take the initiative to comfort her and say, "Slow down, it's okay."

God knows that when she heard this sentence, she was so moved that she almost shed tears.

And when she dressed herself up beautifully and walked up to the other party, she asked expectantly,

"Anada, how do I... look?"

"Very good, very beautiful."

A word as plain as boiled water, coupled with the indifferent look in the other person's eyes, instantly shattered her already broken heart.

Mrs. Miyamoto forced a smile, and then followed the other person obediently out of the house as if she had never heard anything.

After arriving at Amakusa Manor, she was full of envy and admiration for the two women she met.

On the one hand, it is because they can manage the huge organizations they belong to in an orderly manner and can lead their subordinates to move forward as leaders.

On the other hand, she also envied the other party. As a woman, she could exert all her abilities and abilities.

She could tell that the two parties were probably negotiating on some underworld matters, perhaps involving the division of forces and the transfer of power, but that was all she could understand.

One of the two women was slightly weaker, but she was able to argue with each other and not give up an inch of ground.

Although the other one was in a dominant position, he still maintained his grace and elegance, allowing himself to firmly hold the upper hand without making a move.

Mrs. Miyamoto looked at the two women who seemed to be glowing. Her eyes were filled with tears for no reason, and her eye circles slowly turned red.

I am also a queen from a famous family...

Born in the Chinese ethnic group, he received aristocratic education since he was a child. He is proficient in music, painting, flower arrangement, and cooking. Not to mention that he is a top student in economics and management who graduated from Dongda University.

In the end, I could only hide in the dark sewers and slowly rot like a rotten rat...

Now I can't even understand what others are talking about...

And my husband...

Mrs. Miyamoto took a sneak peek, only to find that the other party seemed to be fine. She was just holding the teacup and drinking slowly, ignoring the hints from either of the two women, just like a truly fair third party, just being a witness. , without giving himself any attention at all.

never mind...

This is how it will be for the rest of my life...

Maybe my husband just wanted a change of taste today and took me out, so I better not think too much.

All this changed until the chef named "You Gao" appeared.

Mrs. Miyamoto noticed that the first moment the young chef appeared in the room, her husband's eyes lit up, as if he was expecting something to happen.

Mrs. Miyamoto, who had not paid any attention to the chef, curiously cast her gaze on the young man, but the moment she saw him, her mind lost its activity.

The other party looks handsome and handsome, and his figure is extremely slender and tall.

But if that were the case, Mrs. Miyamoto wouldn't care, because her background and growth experience meant that there would be many outstanding men around her, especially men with outstanding looks.

However, the moment she saw this young man, she felt a little dazed.

This feeling is indescribable, inexplicable.

Maybe it's because of the other person's appearance, maybe because of the temperament revealed by the other person.

For some reason, Mrs. Miyamoto always felt that the other party was very kind. Even though it was the first time they met, she couldn't help but want to have a good intimacy with him.

The gentle smile on the other person's face, the unhurried and magnetic male voice, all these made Mrs. Miyamoto obsessed.

It was not until Miss Amakusa invited everyone to come to the table for dinner that Mrs. Miyamoto woke up from her trance.

But even though they were sitting at the dining table, the other party was standing in a corner of the hall, but it was still like a magnet that attracted Mrs. Miyamoto's gaze from time to time.

It's a pity...I was blocked by the housekeeper...

Mrs. Miyamoto sighed secretly in her heart, but suddenly she heard her husband beside her calling the young man to her side.

"Boom!"

The moment the young man stood over,

Mrs. Miyamoto’s heart,

Jumped a bit.

"I like it very much...please introduce briefly...Madam can record and study..."

Mrs. Miyamoto heard her husband's voice vaguely in her ears, but she could not hear what her husband said specifically because her entire mind was already occupied by that young face.

It wasn't until she heard the word "ma'am" that she was startled.

What happened to yourself?

Even though her husband is right next to her, she keeps staring at other men!

What's more, this man has just entered high school...