Chapter 188: The executive should clamp his tail and be a subordinate
Under the dim light, the only impression Mr. Standing had on Ryukawa Toru was the word "white".
It's like adding 450 grams of caster sugar to the whipping cream and mixing it evenly.
The light casts a clear luster on the woman's body, making her whole person look white and delicate.
Years of care and attention, cleansing from dust.
Fair and clean.
For the first time, Ryukawa Toru had an intuitive understanding of these two words.
"Are you, the executive?"
Ryukawa Tetsu's expression was confused at first, and then shocked.
Takeda Zhenfei looked at him looking at herself in disbelief.
"Why are you wearing your sister's clothes!"
"Stop pretending! Ryukawa Tetsu!"
Lord Standing held his chest and gritted his teeth.
The woman first glanced at her clothes next to Ryukawa Toru, and then said viciously:
"You have recognized it a long time ago."
Put your arms around your waist on the street, talk about breaking up and dating in the cafe.
Takeda Maifei stood in hindsight and looked back at all the flaws.
She suffered the loss of not understanding how her sister got along with him, and she also suffered the loss of thinking that he would not recognize her if she made sacrifices and wore her sister's clothes.
"Asshole!"
To be able to force the executive to use foul language, Mr. Longchuan really has two skills.
The boy sat on the rattan chair and looked at each other with a smile.
The skin of Takeda Mabi's true concubine is white and shiny in the dark night, and her very conspicuous complexion gives her full beauty.
But this cold beauty was huddled in the corner nervously.
——
No matter how strong a woman is, she is still soft after peeling off her shell.
Longchuan Che thought of this sentence inexplicably.
"Apologise."
Picking up the black tea brewed by the other party, Toru Ryukawa sat on the rattan chair and said.
No matter what, pretending to be a wife to break up with someone is too bad. Toru Ryukawa must teach the other party an unforgettable lesson.
"Give me my clothes first."
When his skin touched the cold air, the executive felt ashamed.
When had she ever been looked at like this by the opposite sex? Her mother had never looked at her like this when she grew up.
Elegant swan neck, beautiful right-angled shoulders.
You must not let go of your hands, otherwise the pale pink flowers will bloom in front of others.
Princess Takeda now hates the designer of that Victorian maid outfit.
The clothing was designed so that you couldn't wear underwear at all, so you could only hold a small piece of black fabric to cover it.
The lower body is fine, but the black garter stockings are too shameful.
The executive director felt like a street girl flirting with people.
"Give! Give me back my clothes!"
Takeda Zhenbi couldn't stand her makeup, so she repeated it through gritted teeth.
She was aloof and gave orders, just like she usually did to her subordinates in the company.
"Where are your clothes?"
When the other party refused, Ryukawa Toru picked up the purple sweater and squeezed it.
Purple is very charming, but the white underwear next to it seems to be very mismatched.
"I picked this up!"
Ryukawa Toru said it very confidently.
The young man's eyebrows were alienated and his lips were red. Takeda admitted that he looked quite pleasing to the eye, but why was he so...
"Shameless!"
Takeda Maifei gritted her teeth, Ryukawa Tetsu's words were full of shameless behavior that I picked up.
The executive was a woman. She had no clothes and could only stand there stupidly. The scene was a bit stalemate for a while.
"I said I would apologize to you."
Ryukawa Tetsu rested his face on his hands and glanced at Lord Executive's soft belly.
This woman is so fair and tender, I really don’t know how to maintain it.
"I'm sorry."
The words of apology seemed to be hot on the tongue, and Ryukawa Tetsu ended before he could hear them clearly. The woman stood by the wall, her snow-white complexion blending into the wall, turning her head away from looking at her.
This level is the limit, and women express this meaning.
Smacking his lips, Ryukawa Che raised his eyebrows.
"Here."
A piece of cloth was thrown in front of the executive.
Before the woman had time to rejoice, she saw clearly what Longchuan Che threw over.
Ruffles, short skirt, and open pantyhose.
This is that Wacoal Japanese-style maid outfit.
Different from the serious and stereotyped Victorian style, this suit adopts a large number of hollow designs.
It seems that the family has no money to buy fabrics, and this set of clothes is only slightly better than the fabrics on the body.
"What do you mean?"
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The veins on the woman's forehead twitched.
I have already apologized, what else does this person want?
"This level of apology only comes with this level of clothes."
The woman probably never feels that she has done anything wrong, or she is not good at apologizing.
The words were like being rolled in a pan of oil. Ryukawa Toru smiled and said:
"Do you want me to take it back?"
The situation was stronger than the others. Takeda Zhenbi gritted her teeth, picked up her clothes and turned around.
It's not that she doesn't want to find a private place to change, but that whenever she moves or turns around here, a large area of smooth skin will bloom.
The lights aren't bright here, it's in the corner.
The executive still feels a little safe.
Like an elf hiding among the trees, whispering.
The Standing Master straightened his body, his back was beautiful and delicate, and his body was elegant.
The strong and elastic curves shape the entire body, and the straight lines under the waist are thrilling.
"It's really well maintained." Ryukawa Toru said with a smile.
"Shut up!"
After putting on the maid outfit given by Ryukawa Tetsu, the executive was ready to pick up the coat at the door and leave.
She didn't dare to get close to Ryukawa Che again, and she would be pushed onto the bed again later.
That burning flesh feeling, mixed with the moistness of black tea.
Mr. Takeda never wants to experience this again in his life.
"Are you planning to go out like this?"
Wearing a sexy maid outfit, the woman held a black coat in her hands.
It can be imagined that she was going to wear the maid uniform as underwear, but went out like this.
"Isn't she a slut?"
Ryukawa Toru's words made the executive director's face stiffen as he hesitated whether to let Shizune pick her up.
Indeed, the outside is a spacious coat, and the inside is an obscene decoration that rubs against the body.
It's okay if no one notices you when you go out now, but once you are discovered.
The executive feels that he will appear on the pages of major media tomorrow.
"What do you want, I won't apologize to you, I'm right, my sister will never have a good outcome with you."
What's more serious than mysophobia is mental mysophobia. Takeda Zhenfei stood at the gate and frowned.
The ruffled apron could not cover her thighs, and there was a deep and white fat ravine above the collar of the dress.
Standing under the ambient light, the astringent and obscene executive was clearly visible to everyone.
The voluptuous feeling stretched out by the stockings, the tight and suffocating body.
Ryukawa Toru slowly stood up while holding Takeda Princess's clothes.
"You, you, you, what do you want to do?"
Before he got close, Lord Standing felt the terrible burning sensation again.
Ryukawa Toru was handsome, but her smooth body lines made her throat feel a little abnormally dry.
The executive looked at him holding his own clothes in one hand and a silver tailpiece and mobile phone in the other.
"If you don't apologize, just keep your tail between your legs and be a good person, Mr. Executive."
Princess Takeda watched in horror as Toru Ryukawa raised his hand and made a click sound on her forehead.
(End of chapter)