This foreign aid is ridiculously strong

Hearing Lin Cheng's explicit words, Zheng Shiyan raised her eyes and looked at him expressionlessly.

It must be said that Sister Shiyan's behavior put a lot of psychological pressure on Lin Cheng.

It doesn't matter! This woman likes me.

She just has a rotten character.

Silently encouraging himself, Lin Cheng plucked up the courage to continue groping Sister Shiyan's legs.

The elastic, round thighs felt explosive under the flesh-colored stockings, and the feedback from the touch alone made Lin Cheng's soul seem to tremble.

Lin Cheng didn't know what was going on. He always lost control easily in front of Sister Shi Yan. This woman had a fatal attraction for him.

Gently stroking it with his palm, he stared directly into Zheng Shiyan's eyes.

"Wife Shiyan, you miss me too, right?"

Zheng Shiyan lowered her eyes slightly and turned her head away.

"Okay, it's time for us to set off to pick up Enxi."

"It doesn't matter, I'm quick!"

Lin Cheng's words were very contrary to his wishes.

If it were normal, he would not say that he was very fast even if he were beaten to death.

I have no choice but to find an excuse to appease Shiyan’s wife, right?

He swore he was really unhappy.

The wives can testify.

Hearing Lin Cheng's nonsense, Zheng Shiyan pursed her lips and stopped talking.

In line with the attitude that Shiyan's wife would acquiesce if she didn't object, Lin Cheng reached out to help her unbuckle the seat belt she was still wearing.

The originally deep seat belt was removed, and the 36D big sister's proud and upright figure was still highlighted even under the cover of professional attire.

This woman is truly blessed by God!

Zheng Shiyan was the only one who could give Lin Cheng such a shock.

Unfortunately, it’s not easy to explore the details in the car.

Otherwise, Lin Cheng really wanted to take a look at the snow-white Mount Fuji and savor the scenery as bright as cherry blossoms.

This situation made it difficult to understand Sister Shiyan's clothes, but it allowed Lin Cheng to carefully explore her beautiful legs.

Moving down, Lin Cheng gently groped Zheng Shiyan's calf with his palm.

Sister Shiyan's calves are not as thin as Xiao Tong, and they feel full to the touch, but the lines of her calves are very well-proportioned. The slightly undulating curvature of the calf wrapped in silk is much sexier than a line with no curvature at all. .

Perfect!

One day, I will die at Sister Shiyan’s feet!

This is not the first time that this idea has appeared in Lin Cheng's mind. As a lover of stockings and long legs, Zheng Shiyan has simply reduced Lin Cheng's resistance to a negative number.

There is no need to stack armor piercing and attack speed. Lin Cheng's damage will automatically increase when facing this woman.

Feeling Lin Cheng's palm lingering on her calf, Zheng Shiyan still turned her head and looked at the wall outside the car window, as if there was something attractive there.

Lin Cheng leaned over and grabbed her ankle.

"Sister Shiyan."

Zheng Shiyan said nothing and let Lin Cheng gently lift her legs up.

In this way, she turned around and sat sideways on the driver's seat, with a pair of long fleshy legs resting on Lin Cheng's legs.

This posture was facing Lin Cheng. Seeing him looking down at her legs seriously, Zheng Shiyan pursed her lips slightly and turned to look at the center console.

"Eunxi is about to finish school."

Lin Cheng turned his head and stared straight at Sister Shiyan's side face.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Finally, under his gaze, Zheng Shiyan's eyes trembled unnaturally.

Lin Cheng raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes full of smiles.

"It's okay. It's okay to let Enxi stay with the children at school for a while."

Zheng Shiyan turned around to retort, and saw Lin Cheng's smiling eyes.

He was holding Sister Shiyan's silky legs. This scene would be considered vulgar to ordinary people, but Lin Cheng had a genial and warm smile on his handsome face.

The light in his eyes was very bright, and this picture was unexpectedly beautiful.

"And ah...our Eunxi is definitely willing to let mom and dad stay a little longer."

Lin Cheng's words stunned Zheng Shiyan for a moment.

"Yeah! What nonsense are you talking about?"

Lin Cheng just laughed and did not continue to argue with Sister Shiyan on this topic.

He knew that he could not convince this woman, and every time he said that he wanted Enxi to change his mind, he was actually speaking out of anger.

Anyway, it's enough for the little girl to be attached to him.

He lowered his head and continued to look at Sister Shiyan's beautiful legs.

Following the line of her slender and well-proportioned calves, her ankles held up the flesh-colored stockings in a seductive arc. On her feet, she wore black pointed-toe shallow stiletto heels, which were elegant and sexy.

Lin Cheng reached out and took off Sister Shiyan's high heels.

A pair of exquisite fleshy feet appeared in front of him, and Lin Cheng's nerves exploded instantly.

This woman's feet were so beautiful that Lin Cheng felt that God was a little biased.

The thin and slender feet have graceful arch lines, and the round and delicate toes are neatly arranged between the white and pink soles, teasing Lin Cheng's nerves under the flesh-colored stockings.

She didn't wear nail polish, but the light pink flesh color was enough to tempt her.

Lin Cheng gently pinched the pink soles of his feet with his palms, "Sister Shiyan, are your feet tired today? I'll massage them for you."

Zheng Shiyan didn't want to pay attention to him at this time.

Lin Cheng didn't care, and gently rubbed her soft soles, making a gentle rustling sound with his palms across the stockings.

The sound is very beautiful.

Lin Cheng lowered his head.

Her legs retracted slightly, and her toes curled up shyly.

Zheng Shiyan frowned slightly.

"Yeah! I wore high heels all day and my feet are dirty."

"No."

Lin Cheng put his palm to the tip of his nose and sniffed, "It doesn't smell at all. Let me see if there is any smell of sweat."

"ah!"

Zheng Shiyan grimaced.

Lin Cheng smiled. At this moment, he was not afraid of Sister Shiyan at all.

Lin Cheng grabbed Zheng Shiyan's hand and pulled her over.

Zheng Shiyan's cold eyes wavered slightly.

Lin Cheng hugged her tightly, feeling her perfect and domineering figure.

"Shiyan's wife."

Ambiguous words came to her ears, Zheng Shiyan turned her head away from Lin Cheng, and her snow-white neck had a faint hint of pink.