Rub your feet?

No... no need...

Yun Wanhe originally wanted to say this, but the scenes from the moment she entered the hotel door to the present flashed through her mind quickly. If she refused because of shyness, it would feel like... a certain goal was about to be achieved but was abandoned halfway.

.

Although Yun Wanhe herself didn't know what her "purpose" was, she instinctively felt that she didn't want to refuse. She just subconsciously shrank her legs to the bedside, opened her mouth slightly and said nothing, letting her descendants take care of her.

Pick up the back of your high-heeled shoes, then take out one foot, and then the other...

Bang bang...

Qin Ren was also tired. He did not put the shoes away obediently, but put them aside casually. Two apricot-colored high heels were thrown beside the bed, one standing upright and the other upside down, looking a little messy.

In Yun Wanhe's eyes, it unexpectedly made her feel warm. She unconsciously remembered what she saw in those Japanese dramas, where the drunken heroine was carried into the hotel by her young subordinates and was roughly thrown on the bed.

part…

Xiao Qin…

Could it be that he is also that kind of rough man...

"Sister Yun."

"?!"

"Just lie down and I'll squeeze you for a while."

"No, I'll just sit down."

Being played with by him out of sight... Bah!... Yun Wanhe always felt a little extra ashamed when he rubbed her feet, just like the heroine on TV who was put on a blindfold by her subordinate...

"The air conditioner is on. Sister Yun, please take off your coat too."

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

Yun Wanheka untied his colorful windbreaker, looked around, and then 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 can be seen at work.

Adding a black hip-covering narrow skirt makes you laugh:

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

"What's wrong with this outfit? I'm on a business trip for work...and they've all been changed and are very clean..."

There was a slight hint of anger in Yun Wanhe's words. After muttering a few words casually, she pondered for a moment and raised her eyes to look at Qin Ren:

"Xiao Qin, do you think I'm a little..."

"What?"

"Old-fashioned..."

"ah??"

Qin Ren was startled, then laughed loudly:

"Sister Yun, do you have any misunderstanding about the word old-fashioned?"

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

"That's because you always think about work."

Qin Ren curled his lips and disagreed with Yun Wanhe's statement:

"Sister Yun, with your background, you look good no matter what you wear. A woman likes her beauty. Sister Yun, you don't have a boyfriend. Just please yourself. You can wear whatever you like. Who would criticize you because you always wear a uniform?"

If it’s old-fashioned, then I can only say that it has no aesthetic level.”

Women look after those who please themselves...

Yun Wanhe's beautiful eyes lit up slightly and her red lips parted slightly:

"Well, Xiao Qin... you generally like that style?"

"Uh, are you talking about girls' clothes?"

Yun Wanhe's eyes dimmed, and she paused before saying "hmm".

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

"I don't have much research on this aspect. Anyway, that's basically what little girls like to wear. If it's a mature beauty like you, Sister Yun, to be honest, I think this uniform alone is pretty enough."

"You flatter me again..."

"No no no!"

Qin Ren shook his head seriously:

"Really Sister Yun, if I look at you in your work clothes, I can look at you for a hundred years."

"..."

It's hard to say whether Yun Wanhe can be an OL for a hundred years, but if he really likes it, she wouldn't mind wearing it for him every day.

…

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

The soft lines of her legs extend from under her narrow skirt. The calf part that is close to her eyes is slender yet voluptuous. The medium-thick dark gray pantyhose glows seductively under the light. Because of her sitting posture,

It can reveal a slightly moist skin tone.

The beautiful feet in the palm of his hand are even more delicate and lovely, with soft soles and round heels. Qin Rengang simply pressed them twice, and his feet seemed to be particularly sensitive to restlessness. Several slender and sexy legs

The toes move apart, and the tips of the socks are slightly tightened, revealing the neatly trimmed red toenails inside, which are indescribably charming.

"hiss…"

"Does it hurt?"

"It's okay, mainly...it's a little itchy..."

"It's normal, just relax."

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

After all, after walking for a day, there was a thin layer of sweat on the soles of the feet, but it happened to be in this state. As Qin Ren kneaded it with his palms, the fragrant foot fragrance mixed with the smell of sweat and leather was slowly evaporating.

Floating and spreading out leisurely.

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

"Huh? Is this the beginning? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

“Comfortable, but…”

It felt like Qin Ren's fingers didn't even let go of the seams of her feet. Yun Wanhe's pretty face turned red:

"...I've been walking for a day, and my feet...may smell..."

"Harm, what did I think? It must have some smell."

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

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

"But it's the scent."

"Eh…?"

Qin Ren grinned and wrinkled his nose deliberately:

"Sister Yun's feet are very fragrant. How do you take care of them? I saw a Spanish princess washing her feet with nectar every day. Sister Yun, you don't do the same, right?"

"Oh you...stop talking nonsense..."

At best, she seemed even more embarrassed. Yun Wanhe turned her head, her eyes a little panicked, and stopped looking at Qin Ren:

"It's good if it doesn't stink. What else do you think...doesn't it smell good..."

"But it's true."

Qin Ren swore that it was definitely not psychological. Although it was different from the girls at home, for example, Luo Yao's feet smelled as dreamy as a dream, but Yun Wanhe's feet smelled more real, except for the feet themselves.

The smell, such as the smell of socks and shoes, will be relatively more obvious.

To be honest, this is actually wonderful enough.

To make it more real, we should walk a little more and bring a slight sourness to it, which might be the best thing.

Of course, it's just a possibility. Qin Ren has never experienced it, and he won't act like a pervert and let any girl "breathe" for it before experiencing it specifically.

What is natural and unintentional is the most beautiful.

"How is it here?"

"It hurts a little when pressed..."

"Then you need to press harder. Sister Yun, just be patient."

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 his boss was not a girl in his family, so he resisted the urge to bury his head.
To be continued...