Chapter 259 261. Coquettish professional attire

Listening to my words, someone's dark gray eyes seemed to reveal a cold light, and that look was very sharp.

I smirked again, not asking what the piercing look in his eyes meant. Putting on light stockings, I pulled out a new pair of heels from the drawer under the closet, which were my favorite shoes.

Wear it as if you have become a queen _b sweat

In fact, I have been thinking about one thing in my heart, I still want to ask him how he is doing with the child who took me from my belly. But seeing that he is not in a good mood now, it is better to wait for a while, when he is in a good mood, I can ask more carefully.

Suddenly, I felt my ass hit something.

This is the bedroom, there are no obstacles around, and I was caught off guard and nervous, almost holding my hands on the ground, and a dog to eat ~.

Soon, I realized that there was one more person behind me.

Yan Yufeng This guy is indeed a ghost, he walks without sound, I don't know when he got out of bed and walked behind me, this guy

Look at what it means to stand behind me when I'm wearing high heels

Big pervert

I was about to curse when I turned my head and was greeted by that black and scary face.

I turned my head and wondered why he was so angry early in the morning

"You have something to say," I straightened up, looking up at him.

High heels are a really magical thing, and they can always give a woman an inexplicable confidence. I looked at someone who was still a head taller than me, and his jaw was raised.

He looked at me with a complicated expression, his brows furrowed, and he looked at me from top to bottom, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

It's just that the face is getting more and more ugly.

I looked at the time on my watch and looked at him with a look of regret: "I'm sorry, I'm going to work, are you going to work with me today or going back to your hometown"

The so-called hometown is his underworld.

"I'll have something to do when I go back." He said.

"Okay." I picked up my bag in a chic manner and couldn't wait to say to him, "See you later." ”

As a result, before his wrist was raised, he grabbed it.

"What are you doing" My wrist was pinched, and my struggle was to no avail.

"You're going to dress like this to go to the office today," he asked, looking at my calf wrapped in a layer of stockings.

Looking down at what I was wearing: a well-cut black slip dress, not knee-high, but covered by the fruit tree, not low-cut and wearing a small white suit, I didn't think anything was wrong.

I looked at him suspiciously: "Dude, it's really okay to wear it like this." ”

Yan Yufeng grabbed my waist, asked me to stick to him tightly, and my big hand unceremoniously wandered from my waist to my buttocks, and then pinched it fiercely.

I immediately screamed and shoved him away.

"In the future, this is the limit." He set a standard for me.

"Me" I smiled wryly: "What about going to the swimming pool"

"There are so many people in the swimming pool, are you going to drink pee?" he asked rhetorically.

I almost threw up, I hit it, but the slap was not heavy, just to relieve my anger.

His originally gloomy face instantly turned sunny, and sure enough, angering me would make him happy. He willingly took me a hammer, and then his long arm took me into his arms again, and hugged me tightly, and the hand touched my hip even more presumptuously.

The skirt that clings to the thighs highlights the shape of the buttocks vividly, and when he touches it with his big hands, the feeling of being touched is extremely strong. In addition, there was some flesh on my buttocks themselves, so he pinched and played with it for a while, and simply lifted the hem of his skirt and played directly through the smooth stockings.

It's even more exciting

"Are you the devil" I was hot and hot by his touch, and I saw that his arms were like iron tongs, clamping people to death, crossing their arms, and then the palms of my hands were very obscene and repeatedly playing with my buttocks.

"You fuck" I was flustered by his touch, because I already felt it, and his body was already reacting.

But Lao Tzu still has to go to work, and professional clothes always have to be coquettish, cry

Finally, I was pinched by him, and I began to beg for mercy: "Big brother, I change my clothes, I change, I am wrong, I change sportswear, change now"