Teach her massage step by step.

One is lying on the chair and the other is leaning over for massage.

Ling Qing's neckline was wide open, exposing her snow-white neck and whiter and more tender cleavage to Tian Ze's sight. Her snow-white and plump breasts were trembling and rippling, performing the wonderful dance of her breasts.

The ditch they squeezed out was bottomless. A faint milky fragrance also wafted out from the neckline, which was refreshing.

The fat man felt secretly happy, admiring the milk and smelling the fragrance, while having sex. If you accidentally fell into such a cleavage, without the watery nature of a little white dragon in the waves, you would probably drown in it?

"Yes...a little further down...a little further down..."

"Further down are your legs...Mr. Tian, ​​don't you have chest pain? Where do you want me to massage?" Ling Qing is not an idiot. You can tell by the fat look in his eyes that he is pretending. This guy is greedy.

He stared at her cleavage with tears streaming down his face. Could this be an injured person?

If these were all wounded, then if she casually stood on the street and pulled open her collar, the street would be filled with wounded people.

She stopped pressing it.

Tazawa was too embarrassed to let people continue to push him. He climbed up from the chair, pretended to shake his arms and legs, then pinched his psoas muscles and twisted his waist and hips twice, and suddenly smiled, "Hey! It's amazing, I'm fine.

Hello."

Looking at Fatty, who was standing in front of him pretending to be serious but serious, Ling Qing suddenly wanted to give him a kick. Without using her hands, she would use her right pink leg, which was the most powerful and was wearing sandals.

"Mr. Tian, ​​please tell me the truth, who are you?"

"A good man." After a pause, Tazawa added, "A great man."

Ling Qing, "..."

"This place is a mess. I have to clean it up. By the way, Sister Ling, where do I live? And where do I have dinner? I am a volunteer here now, but I don't know anything. If you have

If you have time, please tell me more about the situation in the orphanage. As for the welcome meeting, I will skip it. I am a shy person and can't speak well."

Is he still shy?

Ling Qing suddenly felt a chill. Also, who agreed to let him become a volunteer?

Tazawa began to clean up the office. He collected stationery, folders and other things scattered everywhere, and put them back into their original places by category. He put the broken stool and things that could no longer be used together.

Ling Qing was surprised to find that Fatty, who was very lustful just now, was so meticulous when doing things. What was even more amazing was that she found that the things that Fatty had arranged were exactly where they were before and where they are now. The accuracy was down to the millimeter.

For example, several folders were placed in the upper right corner of the desk. Later, Zhou Tao swept those folders to the ground with a stick. Now he added those folders from the ground and placed them in the upper right corner.

, there is no more location and no less location. Not only those folders, but also everything.

"Tian...have you ever been to my office?"

"I've never been here before, this is my first time."

"Then...how can you put everything back to its original position? Even the order is the same." Ling Qing said in surprise. She felt that even she couldn't do this. She often held it in her hands.

I have a pencil, but I still have to look for it everywhere.

In fact, Fatty Tian himself found this thing strange and incredible.

However, he clearly remembered the placement of all the items in the office. He never deliberately remembered these, but they existed, as if they were engraved in his bones.

"By the way, Sister Ling, where is my room?" Tian Ze avoided the topic.

"You haven't answered my question yet." Ling Qing was not easily ignored.

"Where is the toilet? I have a stomachache."
Chapter completed!