My Closest Lady Boss

Go to hell

This grabbing motion was fine, but at the same time, Zhang Jinming's hand inadvertently touched Shen Lan's thigh, and at the same time, tore off her stocking.

Shen Lan was originally wearing a miniskirt with a pair of black stockings. During the time gap that Zhang Jinming was entangled with, he had unintentionally enjoyed the beautiful scenery between the legs of the short skirt. Wow, this woman is wearing sexy black lace panties with a red rose embroidered on the front.

Although he couldn't see the scenery behind the mysterious veil, it was enough to excite him.

How could Shen Lan not feel that Zhang Jinming had taken the opportunity to wipe away her oil? He kicked harder and scolded at the same time, "You shameless rogue bastard, if I don't kick you to death today, I won't be surnamed Shen."

Zhang Jinming was secretly shocked, and shouted out, "Shen Lan, you bitch, you're going to murder your husband with such a ruthless move?"

"F * ck off, go and die!"

Shen Lan's swearing voice came from above.

Fuck, if this goes on, I'll really die under this pomegranate dress. Zhang Jinming endured the immense pain and took the opportunity to grab her leg and hold her down. Then, he sat on his butt on her leg. In this way, no matter how hard Shen Lan struggled, it was to no avail.

"You scolded the guy next door. You shameless hooligan, let me go." Shen Lan lowered her head and scolded angrily.

Zhang Jinming gave a shameless smile, "There's no rush, it wasn't easy for me to get such a good seat." As he spoke, his hands slowly moved across Shen Lan's thighs. In the empty space where the stockings were torn apart, a patch of snow-white skin made one's eyes dazzle. The woman's skin was smooth and supple. Zhang Jinming could not help but exclaim.

"Bastard, move your stinky hands away, did you f * cking hear that?" Shen Lan was so angry his eyes turned green. He really didn't expect that Zhang Jinming, this bastard, would actually place his hands between her thighs.

At this time, there was a knock on the door from outside, "Shen Manager, are you inside?"

Shen Lan recognized the voice. It was Advertising Department Manager, Fang Lixing. The two of them were originally discussing the specific matter of marketing. Now that the other person had come, she couldn't really refuse, so she could only say, "Manager Ou, come in."

Fang Lixing pushed the door and entered, walking straight over and sitting down. Shen Manager, let's talk about the details. "

"Alright, alright." Shen Lan smiled unnaturally.

Zhang Jinming had heard everything clearly from below. He realized that Shen Lan was now well-behaved, and was probably worried that Fang Lixing would find out about their terrible situation.

At that moment, Zhang Jinming had a plan in his mind. At this moment, he even more boldly extended his hands between Shen Lan's legs, directly reaching Huang Long.

Although Shen Lan did her best to close her legs, she also held down her hand. But it was useless as Zhang Jinming used both of his hands. Thus, he completely lost control.

Zhang Jinming used one arm to prop her legs apart, then the other hand directly touched the end of her legs.

The warm and gentle place made Zhang Jinming's heart surge, he purposely kneaded with strength.

Shen Lan was in the midst of conversing with Fang Lixing when she suddenly groaned and her face instantly flushed red.

Fang Lixing did not understand, and asked curiously: "Shen Manager, what, what is this?"

"No, nothing." Shen Lan tried her best to appear very calm.

Fang Lixing didn't ask anymore and continued his conversation with her.

Heh, this woman really can endure. Zhang Jinming laughed to himself. Smelly thirty-eight, if you want to kick me to death, I'll play you to death today. Let a haughty woman like you lose her composure in front of others and see how it will end

Zhang Jinming smirked, and used his hands to rub the soft spot even more forcefully. At the same time, his finger directly passed through that thin barrier and stabbed into that tight spot. Zhang Jinming was secretly surprised, it looked like the massage was effective, the lady was completely muddied.

At this moment, how could Shen Lan still sit upright? From time to time, she would twist her body, blush even more, and her breathing would become more rapid.

Fang Lixing felt that something was amiss, and hurriedly said, "Shen Manager, are you sick? How about I send you to the hospital?"

"No, it's not necessary." Shen Lan hurriedly called out to him, revealing a difficult smile, "Manager Ou, you know that our women have those few days every month …"

Fang Lixing instantly slapped his forehead, "Aiya, look at how I forgot about that. Let's do it this way, Shen Manager. If your body is not well, let's rest for a while. We can discuss this plan of yours another day. "

Shen Lan acted as if she had received an amnesty, hurriedly saying, "Good, good, good."

The moment Fang Lixing left, Shen Lan immediately lowered her head and slapped Zhang Jinming, and at the same time angrily shouted, "Zhang Jinming, f * cking hell with your eighteen generations of ancestors, are you f * cking courting death?"

Zhang Jinming was not angry, his fingers gently twirled, and immediately after, Shen Lan let out a soft moan, her voice also trembling, "Bastard, quickly, take out your stinky hands."

Zhang Jinming said slowly, "Shen Manager, apologize to me first."