Chapter 240: You’re not really going to put it in your mouth, are you? "I didn't mean that." Chen Qingrong curled his lips. Tang Xiaoru narrowed her eyes, "So you just don't want it?" Chen Qingrong hesitated for a moment, then quickly explained, "That's not the case, but I don't have that intention right now. But if I suddenly have this idea in the future, you have to satisfy me." "Pervert!" Tang Xiaoru spat and glared at him, "I was just teasing you, do you really think I would do that? I'm not a pervert like you!" "Also, take your hands away." "Let me help you." "Why?" Tang Xiaoru was puzzled. "I've already pulled my stockings down to my ankles, why are you so kind to help me?" What she meant was, why didn't you help me in the first place? Chen Qingrong said weakly, "I just wanted to say that I was here to help you take off your stockings, but I was afraid you would scold me."
Tang Xiaoru looked at him deeply and said, "How can you know if I will scold you if you don't try?" "I, this..." Chen Qingrong was speechless for a moment, gritted his teeth, "Okay, then I'll try now, I'll help you take this off first." "I still have the same question, why?" “For a feeling.” "What does it feel like?" "Do you know, Xiaoru? I always think that stockings are the best tool for women to attract men, especially when a beautiful woman like you wears them, it will give people endless reverie." "I want to help you take off your stockings because I want to completely pull the stockings off your feet. The slightly sour smell from wearing them for a day will burst out with a strong and rich smell when it comes into contact with the air. That smell will stimulate my brain, sublimate my soul, and cleanse my smelly and pathetic heart." "..." "So let me do it." Chen Qingrong took away Tang Xiaoru's hands. Tang Xiaoru's expression could no longer be described as weird. How else could she describe her expression at this moment? It was as if she had just bought her favorite durian, but the moment she opened it, she found that it was rotten inside. It gives off a strange stench. You say you want to throw it away, but the smell is even more charming than the normal smell of durian, it's a pity to throw it away. You said you wanted to keep it, but it's already gone bad and stinks, and you'll get an upset stomach if you eat it. Tang Xiaoru is in this kind of back-and-forth mentality now. One moment it's "Why would I find a pervert as a boyfriend? I'll just dump him", the next moment it's "Actually, when I think about it carefully, Chen Qingrong is quite interesting." She herself couldn't tell whether she loved Chen Qingrong very much or loved and disliked Chen Qingrong at the same time. Damn it, this is a bad fate. "you really are……"
Tang Xiaoru no longer knew what words to use to describe Chen Qingrong. Every time she thought that this was the limit of Chen Qingrong's perversion, Chen Qingrong always managed to break her imagination and break the bottom line. This man is so mysterious. She couldn't see through him at all. Chen Qingrong didn't look at her either, but instead focused all his attention on Tang Xiaoru's feet. With trembling hands, he gently grabbed the stockings that Tang Xiaoru had pulled down to her ankles, and then slowly peeled them off inch by inch. First, Tang Xiaoru's delicate heel appeared, then her beautiful arch of the foot. When the stockings were completely separated from Tang Xiaoru's toes, Chen Qingrong was extremely excited. There he goes! It feels like buying a ten-dollar blind box on Pinduoduo and ending up opening a limited edition Gundam. The elderly mother who had been preparing for pregnancy for several years finally had her first child with her husband. It is the fragrance of a mature rose, the first spring breeze after winter, the first cry of a newborn baby, and the affectionate "I do" of your beloved woman in response to your proposal. Chen Qingrong was intoxicated. Chen Qingrong was confused. What a wonderful taste, what a delight. "Hey." Tang Xiaoru blushed when she saw Chen Qingrong staring at her stockings. She gently kicked him with her feet and muttered, "You're not really going to put my stockings in your mouth? It will really get infected." Chen Qingrong finally came back to his senses and laughed dryly, "No, no, I was just thinking about buying you more stockings to wear in the future." "You don't need to buy any, I have plenty myself." Tang Xiaoru pouted proudly and urged, "Help me take off the other pair of stockings too." "it is good." Chen Qingrong helped her take off the stockings on her left leg. This time he was not as happy as before. That's how men are. The first time you hunt is always the most exciting, but after a few more hunts you will find that it is just that. "Chen Qingrong, I suddenly thought of a question." "what is the problem?" "Before we were together, I also often wore stockings. Did you ever think of anything dirty in private at that time?" Tang Xiaoru squinted at him with a dangerous gleam in her eyes. Chen Qingrong's mouth twitched, and he quickly said, "Absolutely not. You were my superior at the time, and I only had respect for you. How could I have any other dirty thoughts?" "Really do not have?" "Really do not have." "Okay." Tang Xiaoru said loudly, "Then swear, if you have it, you will never touch me in your life, swear it." Chen Qingrong, "..."
"Isn't that too cruel?" Chen Qingrong pouted and said weakly, "Is it not enough for me to admit it? Did I do that?" Tang Xiaoru stretched out her right index finger and hooked Chen Qingrong's chin, "So what did you imagine at that time? Tell me about it." Chen Qingrong blushed immediately, "No, I can't say it, it's too embarrassing!" "Do you still feel ashamed?" Tang Xiaoru rolled her eyes and warned him, "Are you going to tell me or not? If you don't tell me, I'll be angry." "This, you must ask?" "Well, tell me quickly." "Ok." Chen Qingrong took a deep breath and risked it. "I didn't fantasize about it every time, only once or twice. I imagined that one day you and I were the only ones in the design department, and you found that the printer in the design department was broken, so you asked me to help you fix it. During the repair process, you bent down to pick up something, and your back was facing me. I saw it and thought it was a good opportunity, and then..." He hesitated and was too embarrassed to continue. Tang Xiaoru's ears began to burn. She glared at him and said, "Why does it sound like a plot from a movie?" Chen Qingrong said awkwardly, "I did find inspiration from some of my teacher's movies. Do you want to continue listening? There are also classroom plays, streetlight plays, and bathroom plays." "So many times? Didn't you say you only fantasized about it once or twice?" "Yeah, but in my fantasy I have unlimited ammunition, so I can change venues in succession." "..." Tang Xiaoru was speechless for a long while before she asked with a half-smile, "Which of these fantasies do you most hope will come true?" Actually, I am not a foot fetishist. I don’t like stockings very much. I personally prefer white socks. I just like them. I am not a foot fetishist. I really am not. (End of this chapter)