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Shirakawa Natsu was joking and chatting with a female colleague at work when his hand touched her stockings as if in jest, which caused a burst of laughter and playful fighting.
Suddenly, he was summoned to Hua Qiluo's office.
"You seem to be getting along quite well with your female colleagues lately." Hua Qiluo held a cup of coffee in her hand, her long, black-stockinged legs crossed.
From the moment he entered, Shirakawa Natsu kept stealing glances at her long legs: "Well, the older sisters are all very easy to get along with. I chat with them during my break time, and it will definitely not interfere with my work."
Hua Qiluo brought the coffee to her lips, her gaze fixed on him, but she didn't say anything.
Shirakawa Natsu lowered her head, seemingly overwhelmed by her imposing aura.
He now explicitly states that he is a stocking fetishist, and then goes to find other girls wearing black stockings.
It's like your own pet licking the neighbor's older sister every day, while ignoring you.
He showed Hua Qiluo how to control him; all she had to do was follow his XP.
Of course, Hua Qiluo could also give him up.
But Shirakawa Natsu knew that a woman like Hanakira, no matter how kind she appeared on the surface, was inherently arrogant to the core, a trait that was hard for others to imagine.
The more uncontrollable Shirakawa Natsumi is, the more it fuels her competitive spirit.
Hua Qiluo put down her coffee cup and suddenly said, "My feet have been a little sore lately, could you massage them for me?"
"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu feigned surprise, looking at her long, black-stockinged legs in disbelief. She swallowed hard and asked cautiously, "Is...is it okay?"
"You're my personal assistant," Hua Qiluo said casually. "Helping the boss massage his shoulders is all within your job scope."
"Then... shall we begin now?" Shirakawa Natsu clenched her fists, as if suppressing her excitement.
Hua Qiluo narrowed her eyes, quite satisfied with his reaction.
Shirakawa Natsu chuckled inwardly as well; this was his plan: reverse PUA.
Chapter 601 A Date
"Yes, I'm tired." Hua Qiluo crossed her legs, leaned back on the sofa, and looked over with a playful gaze, but did not lift her feet.
Shirakawa Natsumi swallowed hard, her eyes secretly fixed on Hua Qi's long, black-stockinged legs: "I have no experience, please don't mind, Sister Hua Qi."
He reached out and carefully held her right high heel, as if it were a precious treasure, in his palm and placed it on his lap. He then took off the sexy high heel and put it aside, revealing her black-stockinged feet.
Her feet weren't delicate; they had a mature, sophisticated feel that only a sophisticated woman could have.
The stockings are ultra-transparent, allowing a clear view of the rounded toes beneath.
Shirakawa Natsu held her ankle with one hand and her foot with the other. She gently rubbed it, feeling the smoothness of the stockings on her palm and the soft, tender skin of her foot beneath the sheer black stockings.
This time, however, he was simply playing himself.
To be fair, the soft, supple feel of a sexy and mature woman like Hua Qiluo's feet combined with stockings when held in one's hands is irresistible.
A strong urge even arises within them, no longer satisfied with using their hands.
The experience would be great if used elsewhere.
Shirakawa Natsumi desperately tried to hide her fascination with the jade-like feet in her hands, lowering her head and only daring to steal glances at them. She would occasionally steal glances at Hana Kira's expression, and after noticing that Hana Kira's gaze was not in her direction, she couldn't help but look at the feet again.
Hua Qiluo kept an eye on his expression, noticing his fascination with her feet, his yearning yet fear of being exposed, and his desperate attempt to conceal it.
Hua Qiluo smiled faintly, her arms relaxed, everything under control: "Xia Jun, I'm tired. I worked until the early hours of the morning last night. You don't need to wake me up when you leave later."
"Okay." Shirakawa Natsumi grasped her foot and nodded hurriedly, her eyes flashing with excitement and nervousness.
Hua Qiluo looked amused as she took out a black nap eye mask from the side and put it on. She leaned back on the sofa with her hands on her abdomen, seemingly exhausted. Within three minutes, her breathing gradually became steady.
Her backward-bending posture accentuated her graceful figure, rising and falling slowly with her breath.
Shirakawa Natsu noticed that she was asleep, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and slowed down her hands at the same time, but her hands did not stop at her feet, but continued to move upwards, carefully starting from her calves.
Her legs were straight and long, and felt wonderful to the touch.
While operating the machine, Shirakawa Natsumi secretly observed her expression. She saw that Shirakawa Natsumi remained motionless throughout the process, her breathing was steady, and she seemed to be truly asleep.
He paused for a moment, placed his hand under her calf, and then moved his body a short distance closer to her.
Shirakawa Natsu moved slowly, approaching little by little as if he were doing something wrong, until he placed her feet on his body.
Shirakawa Natsumi continued holding it in his hand while pressing down on her feet. As he worked, he nervously stole glances at Hanakiro's expression.
I have to say, this kind of contact is really quite comfortable.
Especially when the owner of the foot is a beautiful woman.
Hua Qiluo's foot suddenly moved.
Shirakawa Natsu was terrified and frantically tried to shove it inside, keeping her eyes fixed on Hana Kira, afraid she would wake up.
Hua Qiluo was asleep and did not move, still wearing her eye mask.
After the fright, Shirakawa Natsu seemed to be scared. She quickly straightened her pants, carefully placed her aside, checked that nothing had been left behind, and then quietly left the office.
As the office door closed, only Hua Qiluo's steady breathing remained in the large office.
The next second, the sleeping Hua Qiluo suddenly raised her head, pulled off the blindfold on her face, and her big eyes were calm and still. She got up from the sofa, walked to the bookshelf opposite the sofa, took out a camera from it, and began to play it.
She saw Shirakawa Natsu put her feet on his crotch, and then she saw him unzip his zipper.
She looked down at the screen, her eyes filled with disdain, contempt, and barely concealed pleasure.
Hua Qiluo closed the camera and looked down at her right foot, which he had been touching and massaging. A flash of disgust crossed her eyes as she casually tossed the black stockings into the trash can and put on a new pair of pantyhose.
Throughout the entire process, she maintained a cold expression.
outside the office.
Shirakawa Natsu sat back down at his workstation, staring at the computer screen as he began to think. Now, Hanakira was completely convinced that he was a stocking fetishist.
In order to control herself, she will wear different styles of stockings in the future.
What I need to do is go further, to make her think that I am a pervert, and that only by doing even more perverted things can she control herself.
This made her lower her standards step by step.
It's difficult to strike the right balance.
The two were like waging war, making moves and testing each other until they finally found out who was the hunter and who was the prey.
Shirakawa Natsumi threw himself into his work once again, so seriously that even Iori, the bespectacled girl, couldn't find a reason to criticize him.
Wait until it's time to get off work.
Shirakawa Natsu drives to deliver flowers to Kira.
He gripped the steering wheel with both hands, completely focused on driving, without even glancing up at Hua Qiluo in the rearview mirror. A faint, happy smile remained on his face.
Hua Qiluo sat in the back seat, watching the changes in his expression. After driving halfway, she said, "Xia Jun, you seem to have encountered something happy."
"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu's brother laughed awkwardly: "Because my girlfriend called this afternoon, she's coming to visit this weekend."
He spoke in a relaxed tone, showing no embarrassment whatsoever about having done something sordid with Hua Qiluo's jade feet at noon.
The whole thing just screams "scumbag" who doesn't care about anything once he's done with his pants on.
A fleeting hint of displeasure flashed in Hua Qiluo's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a smile: "Hmph, you two are in a long-distance relationship. It's not easy to maintain this relationship. It makes me feel younger."
"Hmph, yes." Shirakawa Natsu raised her head, her face full of happiness: "It's so wonderful to have met her. Although we are in different places, I can always feel her love for me. As long as there is this connection, distance doesn't matter."
His words revealed the innocence of youth, giving him the appearance of a pure-hearted warrior, unlike the man who had just lewdly harassed his beautiful female boss at noon.
“My boyfriend and I are free this weekend too.” Hua Qiluo’s eyes flashed with obvious displeasure: “Let’s go on a picnic together.”
written request for leave
Oh dear~ I need to take a day off to apologize to all my dear readers. I wish all my kind readers will be confessed to by cute boys in September~
Chapter 602 Dangerous Date
Hua Qiluo rested her chin on her hand as she spoke, her black-stockinged feet turning slightly, drawing everyone's attention to her sexy high heels.
It was as if it was reminding Shirakawa Natsu that he had done something shameful to those jade feet at noon.
"Huh? A picnic?" Shirakawa Natsu slowed down and glanced at the rearview mirror. He saw Hua Qiluo's seemingly unintentional movement of her high heels. Every move she made was carefully designed, using the allure of feminine sexiness to tug at the heartstrings of the young man.
He quickly lowered his head, following the established persona.
At noon, he held and played with those black silk-stockinged feet in his hands, even rubbing the soles of their feet, almost making them tingle.
When he saw those high heels again, he must have felt guilty.
"Sister Hua Qi, isn't this too much trouble? You must be very busy, and it might disturb your date..."
Shirakawa Natsu's voice stammered, her tone guilty and she dared not look at her.
“We’ve been together for four years.” Hua Qiluo put her right foot off her left, changed her posture, and swayed her left foot slightly in her high heel, looking extremely relaxed: “I’m past the age of wanting only each other. I want to travel with young people and see how they date.”
Her voice was soft and seemingly gentle, but her words left no room for refusal.
Shirakawa Natsu's current persona is that of an employee who secretly played with the boss's black-stockinged feet at noon. Under her persuasive words, he couldn't bring himself to refuse: "Okay...okay, Sister Huaqi, is it okay this weekend? I'll pick you up."
"I hope my willfulness hasn't caused you any trouble." Hua Qiluo's voice was gentle as she leaned back into the leather seat, the displeasure in her eyes gone.
Shirakawa Natsu continued driving, glancing at Hanakira out of the rearview mirror.
After she agreed to go on the date, her slight displeasure disappeared, so what exactly was her purpose?
The car stopped in front of the upscale apartment building.
Shirakawa Natsumi got up and opened the door for Hanakira.
She saw her boyfriend walking towards her, holding a bouquet of white flowers.
"This is for the most beautiful Miss Hanakira." The man handed the bouquet to Hanakira with both hands, then turned and bowed slightly to Shirakawa Natsu: "I'm sorry to have troubled you again today."
"Hmph, no need to be polite, Haruma-nii, it's my duty." Shirakawa Natsu scratched the back of his head, looking like a college student fresh out of school: "I won't bother you anymore."
After returning the greeting, he waved to the two men, started his car, and drove away.
Shirakawa Natsumi was driving when she glanced at the two of them in the rearview mirror. Suda Haruma, Hana Kira's boyfriend, had permed, slightly wavy hair that gave him a fashionable look. He wore gold-rimmed glasses and always had a smile on his face. He was gentle and kind, the kind of person you couldn't dislike at first glance because he seemed like a good person.
He is 1.8 meters tall, which is half a head taller than Hua Qiluo, who is wearing high heels. Both of them are mature men and women with a strong sense of fashion. Standing together, they look like a couple on the cover of a fashion magazine, and they are a perfect match.
"Strange." Shirakawa Natsu kept glancing at the two of them out of the corner of her eye in the rearview mirror. From any angle, the two looked like an enviable, perfect couple.
Every day, Haruma Suda would wait downstairs with a bouquet of flowers for Kira Hana, simply because Kira Hana loved flowers.
Shirakawa Natsu felt that if she were a woman, she would have been won over by Suda Haruma.
However, Hana Kira always wanted to manipulate Shirakawa Natsu into becoming her pet, and she became addicted to this cruel game.
The car turned a corner and the two people disappeared from the rearview mirror.
"call……"
Shirakawa Natsumi let out a long breath; he still had to deal with whatever came his way.
She must have had her reasons for inviting me to go out and have fun.
The weekend is coming soon.
Shirakawa Natsu first picked up Nao at the station.
"Hehe~ Natsu, I miss you so much." Nao was wearing a simple T-shirt, a knee-length skirt, and white sneakers. She looked like a girl who had just skipped high school and run away from home, youthful and beautiful.
She snuggled into Shirakawa Natsu's arms and sniffed: "There's no other woman's scent."
"You're not a dog." Shirakawa Natsu pulled her out of his arms, looking embarrassed. People around them cast strange glances at him: "What's with your outfit? You look too young. I look like a weirdo who kidnaps underage girls."
Nao has always had the body type of a young girl, but she is also an 18-year-old young woman.
Today's outfit makes me look at least three years younger, especially my fair and delicate legs under the long skirt, which look particularly tender without stockings.
"Oh~ I thought Xia wanted to play role-playing games." Nao winked at him: "Actually, I can be younger, like 14 years old."
"Stop talking." Shirakawa Natsu quickly stopped her, otherwise she would open the strange door. "Let's go to our date place."
Today's date is at a hot spring inn.
When Shirakawa Natsu learned of this, she was quite puzzled. It was common for people in the eastern country to travel to hot spring inns, but those were usually very intimate family trips.
After all, this involves being completely honest with each other, wearing yukata (light robes), and staying overnight.