Walking into the luxurious and atmospheric hotel lobby, Rulan took off her long down jacket wrapped around her ankle and dusted off the snowflakes. She quietly hammered the hammer's legs, which were still sore and soft, glad that she had recovered some vitality from Zhang Shuai's crazy attack the night before, otherwise she might have made a fool of herself again in a while.
Tonight is the annual meeting of Urban Beauty Group. The annual sales have increased the company's confidence. This time, I spent a lot of money and selected the meeting site in the most luxurious Triumph Hotel in the city. Of course, every employee and leader attending the meeting also dressed up.
Rulan is now wearing a decent three-quarter sleeve pure white knitted top, and on her forearm, which is shining with white light like lotus root, she wears a few jewelry that she is not used to wearing on her usual occasions.
The lower body was a black skirt with a hip-covered hem, with the hem hanging from the knees and the unfull hip curve did not add any indecent charm to the skirt. A pair of straight and slender legs were wrapped in a pair of flesh-colored stockings, adding her a bit of dignified and elegant temperament.
It’s a pity that the number of needles in these pairs of stockings does not look much, and the slightly transparent material cannot block the coldness of the cold winter. This makes Rulan’s legs sometimes tremble even under the warm air conditioner, which makes Rulan complain about her female subordinates.
＜Does Tingting understand? What kind of broken things did she buy for me!
＞In order to achieve the goal of changing one's temperament and style as soon as possible, the increasing heel height of thick-soled leather shoes and the stockings worn on their legs at this time are all efforts made by Rulan.
The thin heels of high heels are really hard to control, and her condition has not yet fully recovered, so she is still wearing thick-soled women's leather shoes that she is familiar with. However, in order to get closer to the difficulty of high heels as soon as possible, she still cruelly chose a pair of heels that were a little higher than yesterday.
As for stockings, she basically didn't wear them before, because her little feet always sweated coldly because of fear of cold. Stockings with poor sweat absorption effect will make their feet slip in their shoes, so the delta boat socks with good sweat absorption have become her first choice in daily life.
However, in order to match the high heels I have always wanted to wear as soon as possible, Rulan chose to adapt to stockings first.
As the saying goes, there are gains and losses. In order to improve your temperament, you can still overcome it by sweating.
Tingting usually acts quite well. Rulan originally wanted her to help her pick a pair of flesh-colored stockings with a more general temperament so that she could control the more formal scene today, but she didn't expect that the foreign goods delivered to her before the annual meeting began. When she opened the package full of English, she found that it was not only a problem with the thickness, but even the style became very interesting stockings. The hoop on the edge of the stockings was actually lace.
＜Tingting is a girl who has always been naughty...
She didn't do it on purpose!＞
The annual meeting was about to begin at that time, and there was no time to buy anything else, so Rulan had to barely wear it and try it.
Fortunately, this stockings are quite long, and the circle of lace stockings is hidden deep in the skirt, and it is tied to half of its thighs and has to be pushed up. Otherwise, if it is accidentally exposed, it will be embarrassing to death!
Halfway through the wine party, Rulan picked up the wine glass and stood at her table with a graceful manner, waiting for the leaders who were toasting not far away.
Because of her outstanding performance over the past year and the graceful appearance of Zhuo Yue at the group meeting yesterday, she was as powerful as the stars in the crowd, like a proud white swan.
Manager Liu, yesterday’s report was so wonderful!I'll respect you one.Thank you Mr. Li.Rulan smiled and raised half a glass of red wine, and drank it all in one sip.
Our family Rulan is the hope of urban beauty. You little old men must cultivate them well!The noble lady dressed in a cheongsam echoed in a charming voice.
Sister Ma Lin, you are joking. With your financial support, our sales department dares to make a try in the market. I respect my sister!
Filling the goblet in his hand, Rulan drank another half of a cup, and a bloody color was added to the face of the royal sister who had just begun to turn red.
With Rulan's alcohol tolerance, the big contract must be easy to get!I can't do it anymore. Director Ma teased and raised his glass, then took a sip of the expensive red wine in the glass.
……
Amid the congratulations and compliments from everyone, Rulan was already feeling a little drunk. Fortunately, the New Year's Day New Year's Day celebration was about to end, otherwise she would really be drunk.
The lively banquet was about to end soon. Rulan looked for her coat everywhere in the increasingly popular venue to go home. She suddenly patted her forehead and remembered that before the banquet, she seemed to ask her assistant to help put it away, so she picked up the phone in her hand and sent half a WeChat message.
Wang Zirui...
＜Hey, let’s delete a word...
On weekdays, colleagues are nicknamed, not to mention that he is his junior, and he is also a group of people, making him look approachable.＞
Prince, where did you put your coat for me?
After editing the message, she sent it out, but she didn't wait for a reply. She picked up her phone again and dialed the prince's phone number. No one answered the answer. The beeping busy voice rang in the receiver.
She walked closer to a corner of the banquet hall, near a door with good soundproofing, and vaguely heard that I love you, love you, like a mouse, love rice... The ringtone of the cell phone came from behind the door.
He slammed open the door and saw a man sitting against the wall on a finely laid carpet in his arms under the dim corridor lights, holding a bottle of white wine that was about to come to an end.
Prince, what are you doing? Don’t answer your phone?!Rulan shouted angrily.
When the man heard someone calling his name, he slowly raised his shaking head, and his shoulder-length medium-length hair also lost his delicate care in his usual daily life and hung in front of him in a mess.
Who...who is the prince!If I were a prince, where was my princess?Mina... um... um... After yelling, he raised his head and licked the empty bottle of wine, lowered his head and sobbed faintly.
＜What kind of plane is this...＞
Like orchids, blue veins are rising.
Get up quickly, I will arrange for someone to take you home. I still cry like drunk and crazy when I drink so much. Isn’t it embarrassing to lose it!
She helped the prince back to the banquet hall, but the person had already been exposed, and her plan to ask her subordinates to send him home was also failed.
＜It's really troublesome...
I originally wanted to find a coat, but now I have to waste time sending you home, hum!
＞Since everyone has been exposed, the white long down jacket hanging on the hanger at the entrance of the hall is particularly conspicuous. Rulan neatly put on the coat wrapped around her ankle, and finally warmed her cold legs.
When the fine snow came, it was getting heavier and heavier, but now it has turned into heavy snow, trying to wash away the world's luster.
In the plain covered with silver, Rulan braved the wind and snow, and with the help of the waiter, he finally pulled the drunk prince into the taxi home.
……
The snowy night in the deep winter was so cold that Rulan got into the quilt without even taking off her close clothes. Her drunken fatigue made her decide not to change her pajamas tonight. Her little feet, which were trembling from cold, rubbed against each other through the shredded flesh, rubbed each other to keep warm.
＜If Zhang Shuai is still by my side... I must freeze him hard, hum＞
After having a naughty daily routine, Rulan felt the dignified fleshy shreds worn on her feet, and her eyes became heavier and heavier as she thought about it.
＜Men, they should all like women wearing stockings, right?
I don’t know if Zhang Shuai likes flesh-colored or black...＞
……
＜Well, it's a bit relaxed...＞
After a while, Rulan opened her sleepy eyes slightly and was surprised to find that her pair of fleshy jade feet were held in her arms by a man.
She looked closely...
＜Zhang Shuai?!＞
Why are you back so soon?
Well, the matter is done.
His feet were wrapped in his home sweatshirt and pressed tightly against his strong abdominal muscles.
＜So warm!＞
Humph, I will never reply if I send you a WeChat message!
Sorry, too busy.
The wide palms reached into the clothes, covered the gradually warmed pork feet and rubbed them back and forth, is it warm?
＜So comfortable!＞
snort!good……
The tender soles of feet were felt through the thin flesh of flesh as thin as cicadas' wings, and a warm current suddenly arose, flowing straight into the often dry spring.
＜It's really comfortable!＞
The ice at the source of the mountain stream was slowly melted, turning into wisps of sweet springs and flowing out, and the base of the thighs gradually became smooth.
Rulan Qing couldn't help but move her jade feet that were about to be warmed. Even through the stockings, she could clearly feel the hot skin of the man in front of her, and a few toes as clean as jade onions poked him mischievously.
A pair of long legs with long flesh were completely exposed to the air, and the hem of the black short skirt also slid down to the base of the thighs, and the lace socks were finally exposed.
＜The first time I was wearing this kind of stockings in front of him, it was so embarrassing!＞
The two long legs twisted like snakes drive the feet to rub back and forth in the man's arms, honestly wanting to make yourself more comfortable.
Rulan secretly glanced at his face, and it turned out to be a meaningful and indifferent expression.
＜Hmph, what's the point of death...
Isn’t it just warming your feet, just like I owe you!＞
The feet were obviously unwilling to stop there, and they wanted to experience a more colorful adventure, so as they danced with their long legs, the fleshy jade feet covered between their clothes and their skin continued to climb upwards.
A stream of vaginal fluid wet the traceless satin underwear I specially selected today.
＜This is the pectoral muscle?＞The huge muscles almost made the little feet fill in, and another stream of liquid hit the soaked panties midsole.
＜Here, it’s obviously the neck!
＞The feet were rubbed back and forth a few times, and the body fluid slowly flowed out of the vagina had turned into a slurry, but the flow did not decrease due to the thickness. It flowed along the edge of the silk material of the underwear that had been sucked to the saturation, and it flowed to the base of the white and tender thighs.
＜Jizz, lips, nose, eyes, forehead...＞ Her feet fuzzed all over the man's handsome face. Rulan blushed and closed her eyes, and thought to herself with a bad voice:
＜Every time I bully someone, it hurts so much... I want to... punish you!＞
The toes stopped at the man's lips and tried hard to pry open the stubborn mouth that was usually cherished and slim. After success, he clamped the cunning tongue like a loach with his two small feet.
＜Punish you and lick my feet!＞Ru Lan could no longer hold back her silky feet!
A golden and jade-carved finger suddenly covered the white tiger's tender vagina. He imitated her husband's clumsy finger-lirting foreplay, and thrust in and out of the mouth of her petite pussy that had already broken. Every time he inserted it, the white lewd serum would gush out of the hole as the space was occupied. The lower half of her underwear could not bear such a load, and let the self-destructive white slurry drip on the bed sheet under her.
＜I am so strange today...＞
＜Never have it been so wet like this…＞
＜If it could have been like this last night…＞
＜Damn Zhang Shuai, today... why are you so honest...＞
The pleasure was like waves, and the waves were not settled and the last memory of Rulan ended here, and then it was flooded into the darkness by the increasing wave of lust...
Tonight is the annual meeting of Urban Beauty Group. The annual sales have increased the company's confidence. This time, I spent a lot of money and selected the meeting site in the most luxurious Triumph Hotel in the city. Of course, every employee and leader attending the meeting also dressed up.
Rulan is now wearing a decent three-quarter sleeve pure white knitted top, and on her forearm, which is shining with white light like lotus root, she wears a few jewelry that she is not used to wearing on her usual occasions.
The lower body was a black skirt with a hip-covered hem, with the hem hanging from the knees and the unfull hip curve did not add any indecent charm to the skirt. A pair of straight and slender legs were wrapped in a pair of flesh-colored stockings, adding her a bit of dignified and elegant temperament.
It’s a pity that the number of needles in these pairs of stockings does not look much, and the slightly transparent material cannot block the coldness of the cold winter. This makes Rulan’s legs sometimes tremble even under the warm air conditioner, which makes Rulan complain about her female subordinates.
＜Does Tingting understand? What kind of broken things did she buy for me!
＞In order to achieve the goal of changing one's temperament and style as soon as possible, the increasing heel height of thick-soled leather shoes and the stockings worn on their legs at this time are all efforts made by Rulan.
The thin heels of high heels are really hard to control, and her condition has not yet fully recovered, so she is still wearing thick-soled women's leather shoes that she is familiar with. However, in order to get closer to the difficulty of high heels as soon as possible, she still cruelly chose a pair of heels that were a little higher than yesterday.
As for stockings, she basically didn't wear them before, because her little feet always sweated coldly because of fear of cold. Stockings with poor sweat absorption effect will make their feet slip in their shoes, so the delta boat socks with good sweat absorption have become her first choice in daily life.
However, in order to match the high heels I have always wanted to wear as soon as possible, Rulan chose to adapt to stockings first.
As the saying goes, there are gains and losses. In order to improve your temperament, you can still overcome it by sweating.
Tingting usually acts quite well. Rulan originally wanted her to help her pick a pair of flesh-colored stockings with a more general temperament so that she could control the more formal scene today, but she didn't expect that the foreign goods delivered to her before the annual meeting began. When she opened the package full of English, she found that it was not only a problem with the thickness, but even the style became very interesting stockings. The hoop on the edge of the stockings was actually lace.
＜Tingting is a girl who has always been naughty...
She didn't do it on purpose!＞
The annual meeting was about to begin at that time, and there was no time to buy anything else, so Rulan had to barely wear it and try it.
Fortunately, this stockings are quite long, and the circle of lace stockings is hidden deep in the skirt, and it is tied to half of its thighs and has to be pushed up. Otherwise, if it is accidentally exposed, it will be embarrassing to death!
Halfway through the wine party, Rulan picked up the wine glass and stood at her table with a graceful manner, waiting for the leaders who were toasting not far away.
Because of her outstanding performance over the past year and the graceful appearance of Zhuo Yue at the group meeting yesterday, she was as powerful as the stars in the crowd, like a proud white swan.
Manager Liu, yesterday’s report was so wonderful!I'll respect you one.Thank you Mr. Li.Rulan smiled and raised half a glass of red wine, and drank it all in one sip.
Our family Rulan is the hope of urban beauty. You little old men must cultivate them well!The noble lady dressed in a cheongsam echoed in a charming voice.
Sister Ma Lin, you are joking. With your financial support, our sales department dares to make a try in the market. I respect my sister!
Filling the goblet in his hand, Rulan drank another half of a cup, and a bloody color was added to the face of the royal sister who had just begun to turn red.
With Rulan's alcohol tolerance, the big contract must be easy to get!I can't do it anymore. Director Ma teased and raised his glass, then took a sip of the expensive red wine in the glass.
……
Amid the congratulations and compliments from everyone, Rulan was already feeling a little drunk. Fortunately, the New Year's Day New Year's Day celebration was about to end, otherwise she would really be drunk.
The lively banquet was about to end soon. Rulan looked for her coat everywhere in the increasingly popular venue to go home. She suddenly patted her forehead and remembered that before the banquet, she seemed to ask her assistant to help put it away, so she picked up the phone in her hand and sent half a WeChat message.
Wang Zirui...
＜Hey, let’s delete a word...
On weekdays, colleagues are nicknamed, not to mention that he is his junior, and he is also a group of people, making him look approachable.＞
Prince, where did you put your coat for me?
After editing the message, she sent it out, but she didn't wait for a reply. She picked up her phone again and dialed the prince's phone number. No one answered the answer. The beeping busy voice rang in the receiver.
She walked closer to a corner of the banquet hall, near a door with good soundproofing, and vaguely heard that I love you, love you, like a mouse, love rice... The ringtone of the cell phone came from behind the door.
He slammed open the door and saw a man sitting against the wall on a finely laid carpet in his arms under the dim corridor lights, holding a bottle of white wine that was about to come to an end.
Prince, what are you doing? Don’t answer your phone?!Rulan shouted angrily.
When the man heard someone calling his name, he slowly raised his shaking head, and his shoulder-length medium-length hair also lost his delicate care in his usual daily life and hung in front of him in a mess.
Who...who is the prince!If I were a prince, where was my princess?Mina... um... um... After yelling, he raised his head and licked the empty bottle of wine, lowered his head and sobbed faintly.
＜What kind of plane is this...＞
Like orchids, blue veins are rising.
Get up quickly, I will arrange for someone to take you home. I still cry like drunk and crazy when I drink so much. Isn’t it embarrassing to lose it!
She helped the prince back to the banquet hall, but the person had already been exposed, and her plan to ask her subordinates to send him home was also failed.
＜It's really troublesome...
I originally wanted to find a coat, but now I have to waste time sending you home, hum!
＞Since everyone has been exposed, the white long down jacket hanging on the hanger at the entrance of the hall is particularly conspicuous. Rulan neatly put on the coat wrapped around her ankle, and finally warmed her cold legs.
When the fine snow came, it was getting heavier and heavier, but now it has turned into heavy snow, trying to wash away the world's luster.
In the plain covered with silver, Rulan braved the wind and snow, and with the help of the waiter, he finally pulled the drunk prince into the taxi home.
……
The snowy night in the deep winter was so cold that Rulan got into the quilt without even taking off her close clothes. Her drunken fatigue made her decide not to change her pajamas tonight. Her little feet, which were trembling from cold, rubbed against each other through the shredded flesh, rubbed each other to keep warm.
＜If Zhang Shuai is still by my side... I must freeze him hard, hum＞
After having a naughty daily routine, Rulan felt the dignified fleshy shreds worn on her feet, and her eyes became heavier and heavier as she thought about it.
＜Men, they should all like women wearing stockings, right?
I don’t know if Zhang Shuai likes flesh-colored or black...＞
……
＜Well, it's a bit relaxed...＞
After a while, Rulan opened her sleepy eyes slightly and was surprised to find that her pair of fleshy jade feet were held in her arms by a man.
She looked closely...
＜Zhang Shuai?!＞
Why are you back so soon?
Well, the matter is done.
His feet were wrapped in his home sweatshirt and pressed tightly against his strong abdominal muscles.
＜So warm!＞
Humph, I will never reply if I send you a WeChat message!
Sorry, too busy.
The wide palms reached into the clothes, covered the gradually warmed pork feet and rubbed them back and forth, is it warm?
＜So comfortable!＞
snort!good……
The tender soles of feet were felt through the thin flesh of flesh as thin as cicadas' wings, and a warm current suddenly arose, flowing straight into the often dry spring.
＜It's really comfortable!＞
The ice at the source of the mountain stream was slowly melted, turning into wisps of sweet springs and flowing out, and the base of the thighs gradually became smooth.
Rulan Qing couldn't help but move her jade feet that were about to be warmed. Even through the stockings, she could clearly feel the hot skin of the man in front of her, and a few toes as clean as jade onions poked him mischievously.
A pair of long legs with long flesh were completely exposed to the air, and the hem of the black short skirt also slid down to the base of the thighs, and the lace socks were finally exposed.
＜The first time I was wearing this kind of stockings in front of him, it was so embarrassing!＞
The two long legs twisted like snakes drive the feet to rub back and forth in the man's arms, honestly wanting to make yourself more comfortable.
Rulan secretly glanced at his face, and it turned out to be a meaningful and indifferent expression.
＜Hmph, what's the point of death...
Isn’t it just warming your feet, just like I owe you!＞
The feet were obviously unwilling to stop there, and they wanted to experience a more colorful adventure, so as they danced with their long legs, the fleshy jade feet covered between their clothes and their skin continued to climb upwards.
＜This is the pectoral muscle?＞The huge muscles almost made the little feet fill in, and another stream of liquid hit the soaked panties midsole.
＜Here, it’s obviously the neck!
＞The feet were rubbed back and forth a few times, and the body fluid slowly flowed out of the vagina had turned into a slurry, but the flow did not decrease due to the thickness. It flowed along the edge of the silk material of the underwear that had been sucked to the saturation, and it flowed to the base of the white and tender thighs.
＜Jizz, lips, nose, eyes, forehead...＞ Her feet fuzzed all over the man's handsome face. Rulan blushed and closed her eyes, and thought to herself with a bad voice:
＜Every time I bully someone, it hurts so much... I want to... punish you!＞
The toes stopped at the man's lips and tried hard to pry open the stubborn mouth that was usually cherished and slim. After success, he clamped the cunning tongue like a loach with his two small feet.
＜Punish you and lick my feet!＞Ru Lan could no longer hold back her silky feet!
A golden and jade-carved finger suddenly covered the white tiger's tender vagina. He imitated her husband's clumsy finger-lirting foreplay, and thrust in and out of the mouth of her petite pussy that had already broken. Every time he inserted it, the white lewd serum would gush out of the hole as the space was occupied. The lower half of her underwear could not bear such a load, and let the self-destructive white slurry drip on the bed sheet under her.
＜I am so strange today...＞
＜Never have it been so wet like this…＞
＜If it could have been like this last night…＞
＜Damn Zhang Shuai, today... why are you so honest...＞
The pleasure was like waves, and the waves were not settled and the last memory of Rulan ended here, and then it was flooded into the darkness by the increasing wave of lust...
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